The words of the leader of the warrior group, Wag Hut, shocked everyone present. Of course, in fact, they also have another unpleasant name, called the 'Blood Troupe'.
They come from the continent of Essos and are notorious. Their main members are criminals and exiles from all over the world. They are called this name because of their cruel behavior and weird costumes.
However, when the current leader, a tall, thin Qohor man with a goatee and slurred speech, said his bold idea, all the criminals present looked at each other.
"You want to take action against the leader of the human legion?"
A somewhat hunched, gray-haired bachelor squinted his eyes. His attitude was very cautious. He felt that Vag Hut's idea was too crazy. You must know that Viserys was rumored to be more powerful than the leader of the White Walkers.
Although none of them have ever met.
But Brother Utter, the "crazy clown" Shagwei and others in the team who like to abuse children are eager to give it a try.
They are inherently crazy characters, fearless of anything and everything, and are best at licking blood from the edge of a knife. Especially the scene described by Wag Hut made them tremble with excitement.
What a crazy idea is kidnapping a king?
And how much ransom can this extort?
Looking at the excitement gradually showing on the faces of the companions around him, the old bachelor who initially wanted to speak out to stop him couldn't help but shut his mouth and associate with madmen and demons. This was also his last resort choice, and others seemed to think so too.
Man, but he thinks he has reason.
However, even if they come up with crazy ideas and want to kidnap the king, they still have to face a problem that cannot be ignored. There is a terrifying dragon between them.
They had to wait until the dragon left Viserys' side before they could take action, otherwise everything would be in vain, and their few people who rushed forward could only add another dinner to the dragon.
The villains of the Blood Troupe hid in the woods outside the Twins, trying to wait until the dragon left to attack Viserys.
They thought they would have to wait for a long time, but it seemed that the gods favored them.
They didn't have to wait too long. The terrifying dragon, which was big enough to cover up the sky and the sun, let out a deep roar, then fluttered its wings and flew high into the sky under the bright moonlight, as if it was out looking for food.
Only Viserys and the villagers they captured remained in the ruined Twin River City.
In Twin River City, a handsome silver-haired young man sat in a clean place and lit a bonfire.
The fire brought warmth and dispelled the darkness. He could go without food for a long time, but Balerion could not. The dragon needed to eat a lot of food in a day.
But now that he was no longer in King's Landing, Balerion needed to find food for himself, so Viserys sent it out to play on its own.
Then he also untied the villagers who were imprisoned in the horse pen, cut his ropes one by one with his sword, and released them.
Some of these villagers have lost arms and legs, their bodies are covered with scars, and they are even dying. There are some women who are also victims in the rooms of this abandoned castle. They are all the wives or daughters of these villagers.
However, war is a game for the powerful, and it is a disaster for civilians. Under the general trend, ants will be destroyed easily.
When Viserys split the ropes on these people with his sword, the eyes of the girl who tied her hands and feet with iron ropes widened. She had never seen such a sharp sword.
Then when Viserys walked up to her, the girl with a slim figure and slender legs took the initiative to stretch out her hands.
"Thank you."
Her voice is a bit hoarse, not as pleasant as other girls'.
There are some calluses on the tabs of her palms and the joints of her fingertips, which look like marks left by holding knives for many years, which is completely opposite to the smile on her face.
Viserys glanced at her, especially at the calluses on her hands, and then the Dusk in his hands fell without any hesitation, and the hard rope that bound the girl broke with a clang.
Then the silver-haired young man cut off the girl's shackles with another sword, completely freeing her.
The girl's age seemed to be somewhat similar to Viserys. She was less than twenty years old, full of youth and vitality, but her face was a little dirty at the moment, which seemed to be related to her disguise, and there was a fight on her body.
The mottled blood stains left behind.
She moved her hands and feet, then retrieved her own scimitar and dagger from the kitchen on the other side and pinned them behind her back. Then she turned her head and looked at the silver-haired young man who continued to let people go.
"Are you Viserys?"
"King of the Seven Kingdoms?"
Different from the others, the other rescued villagers knelt on the ground and kowtowed to thank Viserys. Then, with Viserys's permission, they picked up a few golden dragons or silver deer from the ground, and then fled in a hurry.
here.
But the girl, who was wearing gray and black tattered leather armor with blood stains on her body, did not leave. Instead, she followed Viserys and asked.
Her words made more villagers who were picking up gold coins on the ground tremble. They raised their heads and looked at Viserys with more awe in their eyes.
Although they had already guessed this after seeing the giant dragon, the word king was as far away from the peasants as the villains of the Blood Troupe.
Viserys did not answer the other party's words, he cut off the rope that tied the last villager, and the other person tremblingly knelt on the ground and kowtowed to him.
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Then they also ran over and seized the time to pick up the golden dragons scattered on the ground. Some of them had melted under Balerion's dragon flames and solidified on the ground. However, they did not dislike it and knelt on the ground to pull them out of the ground and fortify them.
into one's own pocket.
"Get some money and leave quickly, otherwise you won't be able to leave for a while."
Viserys looked at their greedy looks, and then reminded them.
"Okay, thank you Your Majesty."
Viserys suddenly spoke and was so frightened that the rescued villagers stopped what they were doing. Although they were still a little greedy and wanted to find more treasures left by the bandits, they did not dare to pick up any more gold coins.
This is the king's order
Viserys stood in front of the bonfire, holding a blood-red sword. His long silver-gold hair slightly reflected the light. He had a tall and straight figure, a straight face, and indeed had the appearance of a master.
He has been the king for more than ten years, and he has the bearing of a king himself, and his words are unquestionable.
The villagers curbed their greed, thanked Viserys once again, and left.