He knows who the Lannister family is, including the story that happened later, although he doesn't remember it very well, he also knows a general idea.

He also knew that now King's Landing relied on reinforcements from the West.

However, the reality is very obvious, the Lannister family also betrayed the Iron Throne, this will be the last straw to destroy the Targaryen Dynasty.

Fortunately, the Lake family did not catch the deserter from Lannister and did not trace the identity of the assailant's body. Sir Jeremy listened to what Sir William said and believed it was an attack by the rebels.

Because the news is blocked, Brown Fort has not received the latest news from King's Landing.

The silver-haired boy is distraught at the moment, but he can't show anything. In his opinion, the guards outside are both protecting and watching.

"You must board and leave before the news leaks."

Veserys looked at the merchant fishermen sailing outside the window, and made up his mind secretly.

"Meow~"

At this moment, the little black cat Bellerion called out and rushed to the bed lightly.

'S soft little paw stomped on the owner's brown hair, stretched out her little tongue and gently licked Renesse's cheek, and then the tail lay down beside the little girl.

And Viselis' thoughts were slightly interrupted by Bellerion's cry, and he turned his head to look at Reness, who fell asleep because of fear and exhaustion.

then retracted his gaze, looked at the silver-plated round mirror not far away, and paused slightly for three seconds.

Hu~

A cloud of black mist slowly spread.

Weselis Targaryen

Daily nature: 5

Soil: 6

Water-based: 8

Monthly: 18

"Um?"

A tender and delicate cheek appeared in front of the silver mirror. His figure looked a little thin, only seven or eight years old, with long silver-golden hair, and a pair of lavender eyes.

At this moment, because of the intense stimulation and the sleepless night, some bloodshots appeared.

Viselis frowned slightly, looked at the advanced Valyrian text composed of black fog, and fell on the signs of 'sun' and 'soil'.

If he analyzed it well, they should represent their own strength and physique.

And Viselis remembers clearly that before leaving King's Landing, the data for'Sun' should be 3, and the data for'Soil' should be 5.

"My strength and physique have changed in a short time?"

Veserys was slightly surprised and did not react. In his opinion, these data representing his body can only grow with his physical development or exercise.

He didn't understand why only he could see this black mist before.

The silver-haired boy stood in front of the mirror and rubbed his temples slightly. Too many things happened overnight, and Viselis was actually very tired.

Even though his 'moon' attribute is far stronger than others.

However, at this moment, he was still struggling to figure out the current state of his body. He looked at the sword on the table, which was the one that killed Kaivon Lannister with his own hands. A sword.

Sir William was seriously injured and fell asleep after taking poppy milk. He didn't take the sword back and kept it here for Viselis.

Half of the white wax on the round wooden table is burning with a candle, and it is gently swaying with the sea breeze coming through the window.

The little black cat lying on the soft silk quilt opened a pair of green eyes and looked at Viselis curiously.

It doesn't know what the boy wants to do.

Then, in Bellerion's eyes, the shadow of the boy pulling out the long sword was reflected.

Senran cold light reflected the candlelight to illuminate the whole room, and there were some uncleaned mottled blood stains on the smooth and watery sword, and Viselis' cheeks also appeared.

"My strength... seems to have really increased."

There was a clear touch of joy in the eyes reflected on jian.

Viselis felt that this long sword, which was a bit heavy for him before, was not so strenuous now. His power had increased significantly in silence, and he was justified without even noticing it. As it should.

and pressed his chest with his fingers, not sure if it was his illusion, even his body became stronger.

"This...what is the reason?"

The boy with silver and blond hair stood in front of the mirror, and the long sword in his hand was placed back on the round wooden table, sinking slightly into contemplation.

He carefully thought about what happened before and after his escape from King's Landing. According to his mother, the bad news came the day before the incident.

Viserys only knew about it the next day, and then he was directly taken to the carriage to escape. At that time, his brain was dizzy and he took the risk to rescue Reness.

During this period, he did not do anything unusual.

Then he was attacked by the Lannister family while fleeing to Murk Valley, and he personally killed Kevon Lannister in this battle.

"Is it because I killed someone?"

There are not many complicated things in the simple journey, except sitting in the carriage squeaking and panicking during the attack, and then in order to survive, I mustered all the courage to fight back.

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That is to kill a person with his own hands.

The thoughts in his mind were chaotic, and the boy with silver-gold hair stood there, his bloodshot eyes seemed to be getting more and more energetic.

If he really does what he thinks, then he has found a way to strengthen.

just need to kill the enemy continuously...

Then you can continue to grow?

Thinking of the thumping acceleration of Visiris's heart, he once didn't understand why only he could see the inexplicable black mist.

It seems that he came into this world... "Goldenfinger"?

But why would he choose himself?

Is it because of his blood? He is a Targaryen.

Veserys's thoughts are diverging, and his brain is gradually becoming active. This is the first thing he thinks of. This is the biggest characteristic that distinguishes him from others.

Targaryen's true dragon bloodline.

But then, he thought that the words displayed in the black fog were all high-level Valyrian.

Veserys hesitated slightly.

"Is it because I am a Targaryen, or because... I am a Valyrian?"

There are many descendants of Valyrians in this world, but Viselis seems to be the lucky one.

He sat on the side of the bed and elbows his chin for a long time. However, because of his limited knowledge, he could not figure out the reason.

There is no free lunch.

Veserys has wisdom beyond his age in his thin body, and he knows this.

So when I really got a gift from God one day, I seemed a little too careful.