iron throne of ice and fire

Chapter 80 Candid
The yellow sun shines down, and the sea surface is shining with complicated and confusing golden light.

The Governor's Mansion of Illyrio in the Free Cities.

In the ivy garden of the house, Viserys Targaryen and Illyrio Mopatis, Governor of Pentos, sat facing each other.

Viserys Targaryen was tall and thin, with long silver hair and purple eyes of the dragon family.

Viserys Targaryen was handsome, but his thin face was haggard.

Illyrio Mopatis, governor of Pentos, was a corpulent man with a handful of oily yellow pens and jagged yellow teeth.

Viserys Targaryen's eyes were throbbing with emotions on the verge of rage: "Governor Illyrio, my future Chancellor of the Exchequer, I am the Andals, the Rhoynar, King of the First Men, Ruler of the Seven Kingdoms, Guardian of the Realm, Viserys Targaryen III, the only true king of the Iron Throne!"

Facing Viserys' almost roaring voice, Illyrio Mopatis only replied calmly: "Your Majesty Viserys, no one doubts your legal right to the Iron Throne."

Illyrio's words calmed Viserys Targaryen a lot: "She is my candidate for the future queen, so don't try to wake the wrath of the sleeping dragon."

The queen's candidate... Illyrio Mopatis' eyes trembled slightly: "She is too timid, but you need to take back the army of the Iron Throne."

At first, Illyrio Mopatis was shocked by Daenerys Targaryen's beauty, and even had the idea of ​​getting rid of Viserys Targaryen and marrying Daenerys Targaryen as his wife.

However, in the later contact, Illyrio Mopatis felt that Daenerys Targaryen was too timid and shy, and she looked worried and frightened all day long.

Illyrio Mopatis felt that marrying Daenerys Targaryen would be very boring and would not bring any joy to his life.

Illyrio Mopatis, who gave up his secret attempt, thought of another value of Daenerys Targaryen.

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Viserys Targaryen's purple eyes flickered. "Are you sure? Can my sister bring me an army?"

Illyrio Mopatis replied: "Yes, the value of Her Royal Highness is worth the thousands of troops needed to take back the Iron Throne."

Viserys Targaryen couldn't suppress the joyful smile on his face: "Governor Illyrio, my most reliable Illyrio, I will leave this matter to you."

After speaking, Viserys Targaryen couldn't help adding: "Under my rule, you will always be different."

Illyrio Mopatis nodded his thanks and prepared to take his leave.

At this time, Viserys Targaryen suddenly said with resignation, "For the sake of the kingdom, I lost a queen candidate, but at least I can get her?"

Illyrio Mopatis opened his mouth, his lips quivering.

Is he really the son of the Mad King?
Viserys Targaryen was shallow and greedy, and Illyrio Mopatis felt that the first thing he had to guard against was the son of the mad king, otherwise even his best plans would be destroyed by his unexpected actions.

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In the Red Castle, thick black clouds squeezed the sky.

Varys finished reading the note he had just delivered and threw him into the brazier.

Varys stared at the brazier expressionlessly, waiting for the note to be completely burnt to ashes before turning away.

Near noon, the attendants reported to Varys that Lord Petyr Baelish, the Chancellor of the Exchequer, was visiting.

Varys paused and looked out the window.

Since the morning, it has been raining heavily, and the weather outside is very unfriendly.

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The heavy rain couldn't hinder Petyr's elegance, and he was dressed neatly in a dark gray robe.

Petyr curled the corners of his lips, and his hoarse voice was full of magnetism: "Good day, Lord Varys, I take the liberty to disturb you."

Varys clasped his hands together, bowed his head in greeting, and smiled all over his face: "Good day, Lord Petyr, it is a great welcome and an honor to receive you who are responsible for the kingdom's important affairs!"

It can be said that Varys' words were very sweet, but Petyr sounded uncomfortable, which instinctively aroused his defense.

Petyr didn't show his face, and the smile on his face was reserved and elegant: "Lord Varys, it's not a big deal, but the Prime Minister is paying attention, so I have to come in the rain."

Varys asked Petyr to sit down, and asked in a serious tone: "Lord Petyr, what orders does Duke Jon have?"

Petyr leaned easily on the back of the chair, with his legs folded, and a helpless smile: "Lord Varys, it's not a big deal, you made me nervous."

Varys nodded in apology: "Master Petyr, this is not my intention, I just feel that the affairs of the former Prime Minister have no distinction between big and small."

Petyr, who was still smiling, twitched slightly when he heard Varys' answer.

Petyr shrugged and said, "It's because of the queen's chief affairs officer. The Prime Minister has a one-month appointment with him, and there are not many days left before the appointment..."

Petyr spread his hands, and continued: "Maybe it's the study mezzanine incident, which made the Prime Minister deeply impressed by him. Just now, he suddenly asked me about my whereabouts. My information is limited, so I can only come here to trouble the Chief Intelligence Officer."

Varys nodded, paused for a while, and said, "Baron Green, you should still be in Highgarden now."

Petyr's eyes moved, and he said: "Is he doing the business of Her Majesty the Queen? I wonder if he can come on time..."

Varys maintained a faint smile on his face: "Baron Green, he is now deeply trusted by Her Royal Highness, and he went to the Reach to buy food."

"Buy food?"

"He is Queen Cersei's favorite now. Baron Green is going to High Court in the name of Her Royal Highness. Everyone knows that Golden Rose likes to curry favor with the royal family."

Petyr couldn't help but smile all over his face, and said, "Thank you Lord Varys for your frankness."

Petyr restrained his smile, and asked again: "Buying food is not a big deal. According to the schedule, if everything goes well, he should be in the king's territory now."

Varys nodded, and said: "As smart as you are, it seems that you have already guessed that Baron Green is not going well."

Petyr smiled reservedly: "After all, it is a noble golden rose. After all, Baron Green is not the queen herself. I think Baron Green is not easy to dismiss."

Varys froze for a moment, smiled and shook his head: "Lord Petyr, your eyes are as bright as a torch."

Varys' tone seemed to be chatting with an old friend: "Baron Green has set up a swordsmanship arena near Highgarden Castle. According to the information I got recently, he has defeated hundreds of outstanding swordsmen in the Reach, and now the entire Reach has been alarmed by him."

Although Petyr had a reserved smile on his face, he was gloating in his heart, which was very Green.

　One eyeball was infected, and I wrote this chapter with one eye closed.

　　I need to rest early today, don't wait, continue tomorrow!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)