Game of Thrones: Viserys the Three-Headed Dragon

The king sat at the head of Dragonstone on the map table and began to tell what happened in Braavos.

"What I'm going to say next is very important and serious." Viserys said seriously, "A White Walker appeared in Braavos. The real White Walker. I guess it was a half-man, half-ghost, so it can Crossing the 'line' that blocks aliens from the Great Wall, when I arrived in Braavos, it resurrected thousands of dead people hidden underground in the House of Black and White, and used evil ritual magic to freeze Braavos. The sea water summoned the legendary ice dragon. It was precisely because of encountering these that I saved Braavos from being almost destroyed. The people of Braavos thanked me and were willing to sign a long-term cooperation peace with us. Agreement, willing to transfer benefits to express gratitude.”

The sudden burst of speech made the ministers look surprised and confused: "White Walkers?"

White Walkers, the Great Wall, raising the dead, evil magic, freezing sea water, summoning ice dragons.

Every word sounds so explosive.

But if this is true, except for the Sea Lord, who is still young, everyone else has thought of a lot of things. If there are really White Walkers, then the call for help on the Great Wall is very reasonable.

And if the world is in crisis

They looked at Viserys. They knew the structure of Stannis's army and had heard more or less about it. There is a group of people under Stannis who believe that Stannis is the "legendary hero who ended the darkness." Then maybe Viserys is the one.

Thinking of the Great Wall, Illyrio's heart tightened inexplicably and he became panicked.

But then, the king's words made his mentality explode.

"According to the testimony of the Faceless Man who survived." Confession, the king said. Illyrio's face turned pale, and the hair on his neck stood on end. The king's expression was serious, and his eyes glanced at him from time to time. He did not dare to look directly, and only lowered his head and swallowed. "The faceless man confessed to me and the ruler of Braavos that their patriarch was in the final battle about a year ago. In the hot ghost summer, I took a boat to the north of the Shivering Sea, brought back a baby of the White Walkers from the white wasteland of the Far North, and hid it in the underground darkroom of the Court of Black and White. The White Walkers should be the White Walkers of the Far North. It is a very important chess piece for the evil power of the earth to invade the world. Although it is not as powerful as the children of the forest destroying the Arm of Dorn and summoning water to flood the marsh, it freezes the canals of Braavos and a large area of ​​sea water. , and beyond the power of ordinary magic.”

Prince Oberon clicked his tongue: "This". He was the only one in the group who knew a little bit about dark magic, but King Viserys started talking about magic and the White Walkers, and he didn't know what to do at all.

"I might as well say it bluntly. As far as I know, there are many prophecies in this world, all pointing to the time when the stars will cry blood after this long summer. Only in legends, the White Walkers who have disappeared for eight thousand years will come back and bring joy to the world. Bring darkness. The Great Wall is the bridgehead to stop these aliens, so I attach great importance to sending supplies to the Great Wall and sending new Night Watchmen. I might as well tell you that I think Stannis is the hero who can end the Long Night. He took the wrong path before. He was going to the north, to the Great Wall to meet his destiny, but he was wasting time in the struggle for kingship in the south while avoiding the fate of a hero, so I followed the prophecy of the Dragon God in Valyria. Following the instructions seen in the book, Stannis was sent to the Wall."

The Wall, Stannis the Hero, and the Dragon God's Prophecy of Valyria

Another burst of information.

"Your Majesty, these words." Count Gunther is a devout believer in the Seven Gods. He found it difficult to accept it for a moment, but in the end he did not question it, because there is no doubt that this king has magic in his body, and what he said is very likely to be true. He just murmured, "Oh, by the gods."

Illyrio turned pale when he heard this. He really wanted to ask about the Golden Company and how Aegon's affairs were arranged, but he didn't dare to ask, fearing that it would arouse suspicion to Aegon.

He gritted his teeth and asked with a pale face: "Your Majesty, will there not be enough manpower to go to the Great Wall this time?"

The king narrowed his eyes and looked at him, but did not answer immediately. He only played with the dragon egg in his hand.

Illyrio swallowed, his scalp numb.

The information released by the king was so explosive that no one noticed Illyrio's abnormality. They only thought that he was shocked by the explosive information from the king.

After a long time, the king replied: "The Great Wall Guard's request for reinforcements said that the savages were going south. It seems that the aliens are still gathering strength outside the Great Wall. This also explains why the savages chose to go south with their army. It is still autumn and has not yet entered winter. The critical moment in the prophecy Not yet. The threat to the Great Wall this time is still the savages, but we have to consider incorporating active forces into the defense of the Great Wall. If possible, I hope they will try to recruit the savages to act as a defense when the aliens invade. The first line of defense will be incorporated into the formal defense system after they have made a contribution. Of course, if you cannot reason with the savages, then try to eliminate them as much as possible and try not to prevent them from escaping back to the north, because the savages who escape back to the north will definitely do so. Becoming a servant of the White Walkers. I saw countless corpses resurrected in Braavos and became servants of the White Walkers, attacking the living.”

This was what he said in front of all the ministers at the Royal Council. Illyrio chose to believe the king's words and felt a little comforted.

After all, Oberon couldn't help but ask: "Your Majesty, regarding that 'prince', this matter also concerns my sister Elia. Can I know your attitude? To be honest, I don't believe he is serious. I might as well say it bluntly, Your Majesty, I personally think that he may be a 'Blackfire' disguised as Aegon."

Illyrio's heart ached. He was nervous and frightened, but he was also grateful to Oberon for helping him ask the question he wanted to know most. Although asking this question means that even if Aegon's identity is confirmed, Prince Oberon of Dorne has already made a clear separation from 'Aegon'.

"I might as well say it straight, my Prime Minister. I really can't tell whether he is true or false, so I can only trust the decision made by the oldest and wisest person in the Targaryen family." Viserys said that the oldest and wisest person in the Targaryen family. The wisest person is not Master Aemon, but the Three-Eyed Raven who is not far from the Great Wall and has Brynden's memory.

Aegon was no threat to Viserys. Viserys also had no blood feelings for Aegon. But after all, Viserys is now considered the Targaryen king. From Viserys' perspective, he didn't know whether Aegon was true or not. He had to consider the possibility that Aegon was really Rhaegar's son - parricide was cursed in this world, and he didn't need to worry about something that had nothing to do with the overall situation. Bear the risk of the parricide curse.

Of course, Viserys could try to ask the truth directly through the weirwood. But in this way, Viserys owed the Three-Eyed Crow a favor for nothing. Rather than doing this, it would be better to let this unclear prince go to the north to seek answers on his own, and along the way, he can also use Aegon's supporters to place some convenient chess pieces.

It was Oberon who was anxious first: "Your Majesty, forgive me for being blunt, what if Master Aemon admits his mistake?"

"We should all trust the judgment of Maester Aemon, my Hand. I believe that the Targaryen who has lived for more than a hundred years must have the ability to see into people's hearts."

The king's determination made Illyrio start to worry about gains and losses, but after thinking about it carefully, he became convinced that no matter who was going to verify it, even if he used magic to verify it. There is no doubt that Aegon is of Targaryen blood.

Syrah. His beloved Silas. She has the blood of Blackfire and the blood of Aerion the Bright Flame.

Aerion Targaryen was the second son of King Maekar I Targaryen and the second brother of Maester Aemon and Aegon V.

Aerion was exiled to Essos and spent several years in Lys, where he left behind a bunch of bastard children. Silas was a descendant of one of these illegitimate sons. Her grandmother was the son of Aerion and a Lys merchant woman who claimed to be of Valyrian blood. It was said that the woman was extremely beautiful because she had Valyrian features and was Aerion's favorite mistress.

Later, Syrah's grandmother deliberately approached her and offered herself as the mistress of Daemon Blackfyre, the son of Hagon Blackfyre in the third Blackfyre Rebellion.

It is a pity that this branch later fell into ruin and Silla fell into prostitution.

Although the blood may have become thin, looking back on the past, Aegon has the blood of Aerion and the blood of Daemon Blackfyre. Silla was proud of this and even wanted to use her own blood to gain power. Perhaps it was because of her delusional but steadfast attitude, her pride and madness about her bloodline, and her lofty ambition even though she was reduced to a prostitute, that touched Illyrio who had risen from a humble beginning.

And Varys.

Who would have thought that the eunuch is a descendant of Blackfire?

As Illyrio fell deeply in love with Sela and Varys became the Mad King's intelligence chief, they began to expand their ambitions and planned to support a descendant of Blackfire to ascend the throne.

And with the Targaryen dynasty's Reavers launching a rebellion and Prince Rhaegar defeating the Three Forks, they all seemed to see some possibility.

They felt that everything was the will of the gods, and the time when Princess Ilia's son was born was almost the same as the time when Illyrio and Sira's son was born.

So a big lie had the opportunity to be prepared and executed.

In order to achieve this goal, they have been preparing for seventeen years!

However, with the appearance of the dragon, all preparations have come to naught.

it's over.

Varys is a smart man, Illyrio has always known that, in Illyrio's eyes, he is like an omnipotent magician. Varys's judgment is always right. After Varys learned that Viserys had a dragon, he once asked to abandon the original plan, saying that he had to find a way to land it smoothly to make up for this big lie.

However, Illyrio had paid so much and waited for so many years. How could he be so willing at that time?

He proposed assassination.

Wallis did not reply, but it was equivalent to acquiescing to the matter.

Thinking of this, Illyrio felt a little painful. He knew that he had never been a smart man. In order to ensure that the plan was foolproof, he had been cautious and walking on thin ice every step for more than ten years. Every time Varys asked him to act as soon as possible, he did not dare to make a decision.

At this moment, Illyrio finally realized. After all, he was just a mercenary and assassin who was ambitious and ruthless in his youth. He was short-sighted and unfit to play in the Game of Thrones. He is clearly an ordinary person who is timid and worried about gains and losses. It was only by luck that he was led by Varys that he was able to achieve his current status.

At the most critical moment, he chose to make an impulsive decision.

"Illyrio?"

There is a sound in my ear.

He followed the voice and looked over. The king was looking at him sternly, with a concerned tone and cold eyes: "Is it because the illness has not healed yet? You look very bad. Why don't you go find Bachelor Pylos to get some medicine and rest?"

By this time, Prime Minister Oberon, Gunther, and even the Little Sea Lord were looking at him.

He realized that he had been in a trance just now, his face turned pale, he was sweating, and his forehead was covered with sweat.

The king stood up and came to his side.

The fat minister's breathing became tight, his heartbeat stagnated, and he was trembling all over, but he didn't dare to move or take a breath.

But the king just put his hand on his forehead: "It's so hot, you have a fever, Illyrio, my finance minister, why don't you take care of your body? How can you share my worries like this?" The king's tone was unhappy, and his words sounded like complaints, but to others, they were full of concern, "You can leave today's royal meeting first. I order you to go down and rest and see the maester for treatment."

Illyrio's lips trembled, trying to calm down, trying to save a little dignity and look back at His Majesty the King.

He saw that the king's eyes were indifferent, and there was a hint of disappointment in his serious expression.

He moved his lips, and finally only answered: "Yes, Your Majesty, your finance minister obeys your wishes." He found that his tone sounded strangely sad, and there was also a sense of relief and liberation.

"Come here, Godian." The king ordered, "Take the finance minister to see the maester."

The captain of the king's guard nodded: "Yes, your majesty."

Just like that, Illyrio stood up in a daze, left the royal meeting early, and went to the maester's tower accompanied by the captain of the king's guard.

Behind him, the king and his ministers continued to communicate: "By the way, where were we just talking about?"

". Your majesty, we just talked about the next plan."

As he walked out of the drawing table hall, Illyrio gradually couldn't hear the voices above.

He suddenly felt extremely sad, his feet softened, and he almost fell on the stairs of the main hall on the second floor.

A strong hand grabbed him.

It was the captain of the king's guard. He looked serious and calm, as if he asked without emotion: "My lord, are you okay? Do you want me to help you go to the maester's tower?"

The gods are witnesses. Godian has this attitude towards everyone.

But Illyrio tasted something else. He closed his eyes tightly and sighed deeply. Then he opened his eyes and said solemnly, "I want to go back to my room. I have my own medicine."

Godion has learned how to deal with big shots these days: "Well, if you insist."

Illyrio replied, "I insist."

Godion just responded as usual: "Okay, then I'll take you back to your room."

Illyrio smiled weakly: "Okay."

His room is the master bedroom on the first floor of the main castle. Even when there are many guests, this whole big room is reserved for him. Above him is the master bedroom of the main hall on the second floor. This is an honor bestowed by His Majesty the King.

His eunuchs saw their master being helped back weakly, and hurried forward to take him from the king's guard captain: "My lord, what's wrong with you?"

"The Minister of Finance has caught a cold and is running a fever." The captain of the guard said briefly, "You take good care of him. Then my lord, I'll take my leave first."

As he said this, the captain of the guard saw that the person was brought in, and then stood there motionless.

Seeing that he had said goodbye but was still standing here, Illyrio asked him, "Is there anything else?"

The captain of the guards looked serious and answered a little stiffly, "I'm waiting for you to enter the room, my lord. This is my habit. I'm sorry if I disturb you. I'll leave now."

As he said that, he was about to leave.

Illyrio smiled bitterly, "It's okay, Captain Godian, you have your duties. If you are willing to wait, just wait."

The captain of the guards nodded solemnly, "You are so kind, my lord."

Kind? Illyrio blinked and said nothing. He just silently let his followers help him into the room.

One of his confidants asked, "My lord, do you want to find a maester in the castle?"

Illyrio looked at his followers with pity. They didn't realize what was going on. He said, "No, go and prepare a sleeping wine for me." After a pause, he said, "Use white wine from Lys and strong wine from Myr, one to two."

"Yes, my lord."

Wait for the followers to do as ordered. He ordered: "All of you go out."

His followers never asked why.

After all the followers went out, he carefully took out a highly effective potion produced by the alchemist of Rees, which was indeed a cure for colds.

But combined with strong liquor, it would

The fat minister took the potion first, then sat on the bed, undressed and lay down. He held a pendant tightly and took a last look at the box on the bed in the room that he always kept in the room.

He took a deep look at the pendant in his hand again, but did not open it.

He drank the liquor.

Fell asleep.

At the last moment, he thought of his poor, melancholy child.