The silver-haired boy finally solemnly promised his mother, holding a sword in one hand, that in the future he would collect debts from these murderers on behalf of the Targaryen family.
Viserys hoped that these words could bring some comfort to his grief-stricken mother.
However, although he is a young man with great ambitions, the most important thing is to avoid the pursuit of the Baratheon family and survive.
After more than half a month of torture, Viserys finally completely accepted that he had come to a strange world. No...this world was actually not strange at all.
However, he once just watched the developments of the situation as if he were just watching the situation, but now the silver-haired boy also understands that all the sense of crisis is real.
His tragic fate according to his original trajectory was like a rope tied around Viserys' neck.
It reminds him all the time that if he doesn't work hard to change the situation in front of him, then when fate catches up with him, he will be dead.
His existence means that even if he does nothing, the Baratheon family will not let him go.
After Viserys promised his mother that he would avenge his enemies in the future, he began training like crazy in the next few days.
People who have just made up their minds are often very motivated, and the training of knights is not only swordsmanship, but also equestrianism, spears, bows and arrows, scimitars, etc...
Then Viserys managed to push himself too hard and injured himself.
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"It hurts, it hurts..."
The silver-haired boy sat on the chair with a sad expression.
The old maester smiled kindly. He had seen children who used excessive force like this before. Viserys's grandfather Jaehaerys had done such stupid things back then.
Because of his frail condition, Jaehaerys once tried to improve his physical condition by working out on his own, but in the end he injured himself by exerting too much force.
"I know you're desperate for revenge, kid, and there's nothing wrong with that."
The old bachelor first used ice cubes to apply cold compresses to the injured area of the silver-haired boy, and then gently wiped away the ice water with a towel.
"But remember not to be blinded by hatred, it is only a small part of your life."
"You are a Targaryen, you are the future 'true dragon', you should have a higher and more important mission..."
Viserys sat on the bench and looked at the old maester with gray hair and wrinkles in front of him, listening to the other person's thoughts.
Although he could understand every word, but when they were connected together, he always felt that the old bachelor seemed to have something to say.
A higher and more important mission?
The long silver hair like molten silver hung down on the boy's young shoulders. Viserys tilted his head slightly in confusion, his lavender eyes reflecting the old maester's face.
The other party didn't seem to see his curious eyes, and the words stopped abruptly. The old bachelor did not continue to explain what the higher and more important mission he said was, and then the conversation changed slightly.
"Although the way of chivalry is an ancient tradition of nobles, knowledge is more important to an outstanding noble."
The old bachelor changed the topic and then turned into a sincere instruction.
He saw that Viserys was training very hard during this period as a knight.
It was a good thing to strive for progress, but he was worried that Viserys would ignore the importance of knowledge and become a reckless man who only knew how to kill.
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Compared to charging into battle in person, the destructive power of killing with your mind is undoubtedly more powerful.
He didn't want Viserys to become a knight-errant figure, otherwise he might never be able to become the 'prophesied prince'.
Maester Daniel was also one of the insiders of that prophecy. He had personally taught Rhaegar, so he was naturally trusted by His Highness the Prince.
The prophecy stated that Aerys II and Queen Layla would give birth to the prince in the prophecy. This prophecy came from a witch, but its origin was based on records in an ancient book of Asshai five thousand years ago.
Azor Ahai, a legendary hero who lived approximately 8,000 years ago, will be reborn as the prophesied prince who will fight the White Walkers.
And all this will happen after the long summer, when darkness falls. This 'prince' will summon the Lightbringer again to fight the White Walkers. If he fails, the whole world will be in ruins.
"After the long summer, the stars weep with blood, and the cold darkness will cover the world. At this terrifying moment, a warrior will pull out the burning sword from the fire. That sword is the 'Lightbringer', the red sword of heroes, holding
The one who possesses the sword is the reincarnation of Azor Ahai, and he will drive away the darkness."
At the beginning, everyone who knew the story thought that Rhaegar would be the 'prophesied prince' because Rhaegar was so perfect that almost everyone who met this prince would praise him.
However, since Robert Baratheon's hammer hit Rhaegar's chest in the Battle of the Trident, everyone realized that Rhaegar was not the 'prophesied prince'.
Then someone's eyes fell on Rhaegar's youngest brother, the silver-haired boy in front of him, Viserys Targaryen, because he was also the child of Aerys and Layla...
But he was not born in the "Land of Smoke and Salt."
"maybe."
Maester Daniel sighed inexplicably.
Viserys didn't understand the old maester's eyes, but only heard what he just said.
He naturally understands the importance of knowledge, but he also understands that what is urgently needed now is the ability to protect himself. After all, he will be destined to wander for a long time in the future.
"I see."
Viserys nodded obediently.
Inside the tower.
The bright sunshine shone in from the window and filled the whole room. An old man and a young man were sitting at the table. The atmosphere was rare and peaceful. Viserys had been living in a high-pressure environment since he came to this world, and then it was constantly
Chase and flee.
But now on Dragonstone Island, it is rare to feel a breath of respite next to this old man.
"child."
"You're starting to feel anxious about the future, aren't you?"
Maester Daniel's back was a bit stooped, but his body still looked strong. He wore gray robes and had bright eyes that seemed to see through the boy's thoughts.
The fate of the Targaryen family can now be clearly seen by everyone. King's Landing has been captured, and the remaining royalists have no reason to continue fighting.
The reason why there is no ceasefire yet is entirely to gain a good bargaining chip at the negotiation table and obtain more benefits, or at least not to lose too badly and make up for it.