Chapter 174 Digging a Grave

By the time Viserys arrived, there were already quite a few people in the wasteland outside Andalos.

"His Majesty."

Viserys rode here on horseback, then turned over and dismounted, and a black-haired knight in silver armor came over.

"This was first discovered by a local farmer."

Viserys turned his head to see an old man with his trousers rolled up and bare feet in the crowd.

At this moment, he was nervously being questioned by the soldiers, and it seemed that this person was the first to discover that Jillian's grave had been dug up.

"Reward two silver deer."

Viserys just glanced and nodded, then withdrew his gaze, naturally there was an attendant to do this for him.

Then Viserys looked at the black-haired knight again.

"Go ahead, have you checked it out?"

"what is the problem."

When a farmer passed by this morning, he found that a new grave had been gouged out before.

No matter what religion teaches, you should be in peace after death. This kind of digging a grave is undoubtedly a serious crime, so the zealous old man reported it to the guards at the outpost not too far away.

The guards on duty sent someone to check and found that it was actually the tomb of the 'Scholar Gunther' who was executed by His Majesty not long ago.

His grave was dug up, and his body disappeared.

Afterwards, the guards quickly reported the news to the castle. This matter is not big, but if it is small, the guards don't know whether it is important or not.

So the notification came to Viserys.

"That's about it, but what makes people wonder is that there don't seem to be any footprints left around."

The black-haired knight said while hesitating for a while, but still did not express the bold guess in his heart.

He is also a hedge knight from Westeros. He was once employed by a nobleman in the valley. He was a castle instructor and a steward for a period of time. He has certain management skills.

Later he heard from the castle owner that Targaryen had re-emerged in the Eastern Continent and had dragons.

After some deliberation, he took the initiative to cancel the contract with the nobles of the valley. Like many wandering knights who were depressed in Westeros, he boarded the merchant ship bound for Essos with a dream, and finally Came to Andalos to swear allegiance to their king.

"Is that so?"

Viserys frowned slightly, not knowing what to say, this kind of thing does make people uncomfortable.

"Why would anyone want to dig his grave?"

Jillian Lannister was examined at that time and had indeed lost his heartbeat and breathing.

The body was put in a coffin and threw in the courtyard for one night. The next day, it even smelled of decay. Then, it was carried out of the castle and went to a random piece of land outside the city to be buried.

And there was nothing on Jillian's body, and there were no expensive funeral items.

Who would be interested in a corpse with nothing at all?

Afterwards, Viserys raised his hand slightly, covered his mouth and nose, and came to the crowd.

"His Majesty."

"king."

The soldiers and people who were standing here watching saw him and moved out of the way. Many of them knew Viserys, mainly because of his iconic silver hair, and the fact that he was surrounded by guards, so they could recognize him at a glance.

And Viserys also nodded slightly, then came to the grave that was dug up, and squatted down.

But Viserys frowned at just one glance.

"too messy."

Now the entire front of Jillian's tomb has become a mess, the soil has been planed open on both sides, and the coffin where the body was once placed has also been brutally opened with a huge wound, like a beast tore the coffin board. .

"But... if someone came for a corpse..."

"The grave digger is so rude, aren't you afraid of hurting Jillian's body?"

Viserys didn't know what to think.

There was an idea in his mind just now, that is, the spy Lannister planted in his place was not just Jillian.

He should have some support staff, and after the news of Jillian's death came out, in order to bring his body back to Tywin, these people quietly dug up Jillian's grave and wanted to steal his body.

However, seeing the scene of the car accident scene in front of him now, Viserys couldn't help but doubt this idea.

If the real purpose of these people is really just for the corpse, then it shouldn't be so rough.

Otherwise, Jillian's body will be smashed and brought back, and someone like Tywin who protects his shortcomings won't they light the sky lantern?

It was also impossible for Viserys to check the footprints and directions of these people.

All the traces around have been trampled by the crowd of onlookers.

Seeing Viserys frowning slightly, his eyes swept across the chaotic footprints on the ground. It was only at this time that the black-haired knight realized that his work had made a serious mistake, and he should have cleared the field.

"I'm sorry Your Majesty"

The black-haired, silver-plated knight looked embarrassed and tried to explain something, but Viserys just waved his hand.

"Well, it's not your fault."

After all, the knight was not the first to arrive here, perhaps by the time he arrived it was already a mess.

And even if there are footprints at the current level, it is impossible to track it out too far, only a general direction can be known.

"It's not a big deal, isn't it that Jillian's grave was dug."

"This is the end of the matter."

Viserys only glanced at the excavated grave, then lost interest.

After all, the evidence and traces have been destroyed, even if he is a detective, he can't find anything.

Then Viserys left the crowd and came to his horse's side, taking the reins from the squire's hand.

The snow-white warhorse rubbed his hair slightly, and Viserys also patted his partner on the neck, then turned his head and warned the black-haired knight again.

"If there is any other news about this matter, you can come and want to report it, if not, then so be it."

"clear."

The black-haired knight nodded hurriedly, reaching out to help Viserys on the horse.

"No need."

However, Viserys refused.

The neat riding boots stepped on the ground, and then the young king stepped on the stirrup, turned over and sat on the horse's back, glanced at the big hole that had been cut open, and turned the horse's head.

"Walk."

Several attendants who followed from the castle also mounted their war horses, and then returned to the direction of the castle.