Game of Thrones: I Created the Magic Web

Chapter 54
Varys sat alone in his hut.

Perhaps it was for the sake of keeping secrets, or perhaps it was to avoid obstructing the eyes of the nobles, this lonely and remote hut close to the wall of the Red Castle became the exclusive property of the intelligence chiefs of all generations.

But Varys knew its secrets, knew the secrets of the Red Keep.

Huge underground tunnels, the "little birds" listening in the mezzanine of the walls of the nobles' rooms, the secret passage connecting the rooms of the Prime Minister's Tower with the outside, the rock climbing path leading from the Red Fort to the seaside cliff...

Just pull the lever in your own bedroom, step into the stairs under the flagstone, and all of these become your spider's most powerful weapon.

He only saw Petyr as a formidable opponent.

The hasty destruction of the Targaryen royal family buried these secrets of the Red Castle, and the only person left inside was himself, the chief intelligence officer.

Petyr was different.This cunning guy doesn't value honor and face as much as other nobles and courtiers. When he came to King's Landing, he recruited small nobles, small businessmen and even servants of the Red Castle everywhere, trying his best to collect all kinds of information.

With the position of Chancellor of the Exchequer, he set up brothels and taverns in King's Landing, favored the humble servants in the Red Castle, and finally became the second beneficiary of the Red Castle's secrets.

Varys is often disturbed by this.

Petyr who is only for himself, petyr who is supremely powerful, if this guy finds out his real secret, will he choose to make it public?

Varys didn't know the answer, but he had thought it was an impossible hypothesis.

Who can know his true identity?

But three days ago, he received news: Kaal Drogo was dead, Illyrio was dead, the machete had destroyed Pentos, and the dragon brothers and sisters were missing.

Dothraki break the contract? !Who did it?

The squire Alyn and Jorah Mormont were mentioned in the news, but are these two behind the scenes?
Joffrey?
Varys didn't believe it.All kinds of intelligence show that Joffrey is still arrogant and ignorant.

They exchanged the lives of elite soldiers for a giant lion, forced singers to compose ballads, publicly played the so-called "king game" before becoming a king, and took the Stark children into the mausoleum without authorization, and insisted on leaving the team to go north to the Great Wall.

It is also wise to suddenly become enlightened to learn swordsmanship from the Kingslayer, no, it can only be said to be normal.

How could such a person be the murderer of the destruction of Pentos?
Varys soon thought of Petyr's envoy who went to Pentos to buy dragon eggs with Erin.

Petyr knows what! ?What good would it do him to ruin Pentos?
Varys asked himself for two full days.

Until now, the hazy fog has finally dissipated.

After repeating it countless times, Varys read the note in his hand word by word, as if this was the first time he saw it.

This is the latest information sent early this morning: clowns, beauties with attendants, and bear paws board the ship and sail westward.

The jester is Viserys.

The beauty is Daenerys, she was supposed to marry Kao Zhuogo, and at the right time, she led tens of thousands of cavalry to trample the seven kingdoms of Westeros, making the lords and the people thirsty for the salvation of the real dragon again.

Squire was a new codename, but Varys knew it meant Alyn.

Bearpaw is Jorah Mormont, once an important informant, but Varys has now removed him from the assassination list.

It was only this sentence, but Varys understood a lot.

Viserys and Daenerys, these two are the real targets behind the scenes, and the catastrophe of Pentos is just an additional price.

Varys knew that Petyr had been brooding over his blood.

Petyr's domain is a rocky wasteland on Littlefinger, the smallest of the Five Fingers peninsula in the valley, which is almost deserted, hence his name "Littlefinger".

Because of humble birth, all the Tully sisters he loved or loved him married other people and became duchesses;

Because of the decline of his family, his promotion path was not smooth, and he was often made things difficult and ridiculed by others.After he showed his ability to become chancellor, those sarcastic remarks barely moved into the shadows.

Could the murderer be him?For wanting a high-born Targaryen wife?Create confusion?Flatter the king?
Varys straightened out the logic, but something always felt wrong.

In any case, I finally found the traces of the Targaryen brothers and sisters. Even if I guess wrong, I can get the correct answer by looking at the final whereabouts of the two.

it's time.

Varys destroyed the note and walked out of the gloomy hut with his sleeves rolled up.

……

In the small hall behind the Iron Throne, there was a Council of Kings, though there was neither King nor Hand.

Several ministers with different expressions looked at Varys who had just entered.

"I don't know much about spiders. I knew about it the day before yesterday." Petyr teased.

Renly's face remained unchanged, "Varys, you are a little neglectful, the matter in Pentos is so big, you actually only reported the news to everyone today."

Varys sat down slowly in his dark seat.

"Forgive me, my lords. The bloody massacre in Pentos is not a secret. I just don't want to waste your precious energy. Today, I want to say more than that."

Everyone's eyes flickered for a moment.

Grand Maester Pycelle coughed a few times, "Varys, cough, Earl, the weather is too hot, please be considerate, cough, I am an old man, speak quickly."

Varys and the three colleagues looked at each other one after another, and smiled sweetly at Petyr.

"There is good news. The Targaryen brothers and sisters did not die or escape."

He handed out a handwritten detailed report.

"Ser Jorah Mormont, longing to return home, and Alyn, former squire of His Royal Highness, have them and are sailing to us."

Renly and Pycelle looked at it successively, and the parchment finally fell into Petyr's hands.

Varys' eyes moved with the paper, "I don't know which adult wrote it, tell me, everyone just congratulates you."

Petyr's expression was well maintained.

"Lord Varys, is what you said true?" Renly couldn't help sighing, "My good brother will probably enjoy this for a whole year."

Grand Maester Pycelle stroked his long white beard.

"If this is the case, it will be a great joy for the seven kingdoms, and the people will no longer have to worry about Targaryen's revenge."

Varys patted his palms lightly, "That's true. Based on the schedule, we might see the remnants of the dragon within a week. It's gratifying. At that time, the king will definitely reward those who have made great achievements."

Petyr smiled and said nothing.

Varys suggested, "My lords, why don't we send a fleet to respond in advance to avoid regrettable accidents."

Petyr called for a glass of red wine, "I couldn't agree more, what do you adults think?"

Varys' proposal passed unanimously.

A fat man who looked very docile presented the Grand Maester with iced honey milk.

"Thank you, good apprentice." Pai Xier took a sip, "My lords, if there are no other matters, today's meeting will come to an end."

Varys watched Petyr's back in silence.

With the fleet responding, it was difficult for Targaryen to stay away from the court's sight. What else could Petyr do?What else can he get?
Is it really not him?

The Crown Prince, Joffrey Baratheon.

Varys remained alone in the small hall, meditating for a long time, motionless.

(End of this chapter)