Veserys personally killed the **** son.

The blood was sprinkled on the ground, and the round table hall was filled with a pungent smell of blood. Several guards opened their eyes slightly, some of them couldn't bear to look straight.

Then the silent Sir Jeffrey gave a wink, and the two guards pinched their noses and stepped forward and dragged the corpse down.

Along the way, a long blood stain was drawn on the ground, and the servants also came up with buckets to wash the blood stains on the ground.

And Veselis took a deep breath after killing the man himself to avenge his mother, and the black mist was inhaled into his body silently, still unnoticed by other people.

then turned around.

The old maid stood beside the stone pillar. It is ridiculous that the soldiers present were frightened by the scene in front of them and did not want to watch more, but this woman witnessed this scene all the way.

Because the other party killed Queen Laila, the little girl who used to be kind and lively.

Now it's just blood debts.

The old maid wearing a gray robe and a square scarf wrapped her head gave a savage sip, and then saw Viselis turned around and quickly took out a clean handkerchief from the cuff and put it on the sleeve and stepped forward. Come.

"Your Majesty."

Veserys tilted his head slightly and glanced at the old maid. The other party had followed their orphans and widows all the way from the Red Fort, and had also experienced many hardships.

"Thank you, Sophia."

Veserys nodded slightly, then took the handkerchief from the cuff of the old maid and gently wiped off the blood on her hand.

And at this moment.

A guard walked in outside the door, and then slightly attached himself to Visiris's ear and whispered a few words.

"what?"

Hearing what the guard said, a stunned expression clearly appeared on Visiris's cheek.

Then he returned the blood-stained handkerchief to the old maid, turned around and looked at the guard standing next to him, and asked seriously again.

"You mean... there is a merchant ship from Braavos with a visitor who claims to be the messenger of Braavos on it?"

The guard heard Viselis repeat the question, and then nodded quickly.

"Yes."

"this"

The face of the little king suddenly became a little strange.

"Bravos..."

He certainly knows where Braavos is. This city is the most special and most powerful city-state among the free trade city-states on the other side of the narrow sea. The birth of a daughter' consists of a series of islands on the northwestern tip of the Essos mainland, where the narrow sea and the trembling sea meet.

He is not surprised that Braavos' merchant ships will dock here. After all, Longshi Island blocks the entrance of Heishui Bay. The merchant ships of the free trade city-states must pass through here if they want to have business exchanges with King's Landing.

In fact, Targaryen's fleet did not block off the entire Blackwater Bay, because that would only cause negligible damage to King's Landing, but it would attract too many enemies for Targaryen.

but...

He was a little strange that Braavos suddenly sent an envoy to visit.

Dragon Stone Island and Braavos were separated by a narrow sea before, and the distance can be said to be thousands of miles away, and there was no connection before, how could a messenger be suddenly sent?

will not be a liar...

This thought flashed through Veselis's mind.

It's not that the boy is suspicious, but that there have been too many recent things that have made him a little suspicious, and everyone looks like a liar, a ghost, or an assassin.

"Why let him in first and listen to what this messenger from Braavos wants to say."

"Your Majesty."

And Sir Jeffrey, who was standing beside the main seat of the picture table hall, suddenly spoke.

He also just heard the conversation between Veserys and the guards, knowing that an envoy of Braavos had arrived, and he was also a little curious about the purpose of the other party.

And Veserys stood in the hall and hesitated slightly, but finally nodded.

"If this is the case, please invite him over first."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

And the guard agreed and then retreated.

Then Viselis led everyone down the Stone Drum Tower to the hall on the lowest floor.

This is a place to meet important guests. Weselis attaches great importance to Braavos's messenger. At this moment, the boy is sitting on the cold stone throne, and the sun from both sides penetrates in and spills on the ground, illuminating the dust.

The silver-haired boy sat on the throne and slightly tidied his clothes, and put on the crown that his mother Queen Laila crowned him again.

The crown is made of pure gold, in which a huge ruby crown is inlaid, and the sun reflects the hot light, like a flame burning on the boy's forehead.

The commander of the Dragon Rock Island fleet, Sir Jeffrey, sat on the side of the throne with his head up, his hands naturally hanging on his knees, and his gray hair was a little messy, quietly waiting for the arrival of the Bravos envoy.

There is no time for too long.

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The gate of the Longshibao main hall was pushed open by the guards~www.mtlnovel.com~ The little king sitting on the throne looked in the direction of the gate with a pair of lavender eyes, while the guards who opened the gate retreated to the sides, revealing The people standing behind them.

This is a middle-aged man in a gray-brown coat, moccasin boots on his feet, a string of wooden beads in his hands, and dark hair with a square face.

Behind the middle-aged man in a gray-brown robe was a young swordsman, dressed in a black shirt, with a narrow and thin sword tied around his waist.

The hair is a bit messy, it looks a bit rough, but the eyes are exceptionally sharp, as if it can penetrate people's hearts.

"In Braavos, only the assassins wear gaudy clothes."

While Veserys was looking at the two men up and down, the old jazz sitting next to him leaned forward slightly and explained in a low voice in his ear.

When Jeffrey was young, he left his family for murder and wandered around his hometown. He once went to Essos by himself, worked as a mercenary, worked as a sailor, and even worked as a waiter in a tavern.

Bravos was also the place where he wandered, so naturally he knew the customs there.

"True rich and powerful swordsmen and faceless men often wear black and dark clothes. Braavos officials, watchers and judges often wear monotonous taupe coats."

Veserys heard what the old sir whispered in his ear, and instead of turning his head, he nodded silently, looking at the two people standing in front of him under the steps.

And the envoy of Braavos under the steps also raised his head to observe the little king sitting on the throne.

then bowed slightly to salute, and took the initiative to speak.

"Your Majesty."