Chapter 195 Killer

The rich merchant governor with the yellow split-beard complained about the bad weather and squeezed Viserys' hand tightly.

However, he looked left and right, and leaned forward slightly when he took Viserys' hand.

He whispered in Viserys' ear like a mosquito humming.

"Your Majesty, you shouldn't come to Pentos."

"Oh?"

And Viserys raised his brows when he heard his words, and turned his head slightly to look at the fat Governor's ear, and the expression on his face looked a little surprised.

Then he answered in a low voice knowingly asked.

"What does the Governor-General mean by this sentence?"

"Ugh"

However, Illyrio didn't say much, just sighed and shook his head.

Soon after, Viserys released Viserys' hand and reached out to make a please gesture.

"Your Majesty, let's go back and talk about it."

soon after.

The cavalry led by Viserys entered the city of Pantos and passed through the wide streets of the city with their flags high, attracting the attention of many Pantos along the way.

This is a prosperous and rich city that far exceeds Andalos, and even more than King's Landing. Square brick towers can be seen everywhere, and most of them are covered with tiles.

There are still towering hills in the distance, surrounded by dense buildings, and now everything is covered in silver, and the heavy snow flying overhead is still falling down.

"call…"

Viserys rode a warhorse, and the cavalry behind him walked through the crowd and walked on the avenue, breathing out white air.

The population of Pantos is very dense, and it is even said that there are more than Aposta in Slave Bay. Viserys, a cavalry team of more than 200 people, entered Pantos like a boat entering the sea. Can't make any waves.

While the regular army is not mercenary walking through the streets, it still attracts the attention of many Pentos, especially their banners with bright red three-headed dragons.

The Pentos knew nothing better about this coat of arms.

They all know that a powerful neighbor has risen around Pantos. They are the Targaryen royal family exiled to the Essos continent, and they are the blood of the king in the true sense.

Illyrio's carriage was driving the road ahead, driving away the crowds on both sides. After all, the banner of the Governor was more useful in Pantos than the banner of Targaryen.

The people on both sides were also looking at them curiously.

Viserys sat on horseback and could see the bustling crowd on either side.

There are merchants walking the streets pushing carts, and there are fishermen shouting and selling fish with bare feet.

The half-eldest boy playing on the roof had sun-tanned cheeks, and there were groups of armed mercenaries, and even Viserys saw a few Dothraki.

These Dothraki might be the slaves of a wealthy merchant, or they might be people who broke away from their tribe and decided to go it alone.

Such scenes can be seen almost everywhere. Pantos is indeed a giant city-state, and there are people from all walks of life, and even people of all races, in all regions of the world.

And there is a small interlude in it.

A wine dealer pulling a cart of wine barrels saw the three-headed dragon flag, shouted the name of Targaryen, and blocked the way of the troops.

The merchant, who describes himself as a Reach native, speaks fluent Westeros Common and even a touch of King's Landing.

He stopped the cavalry team claiming their loyalty to the true king, and the people of Westeros all hoped that Viserys could lead the army across the narrow sea as soon as possible and overthrow the rule of the usurper, and then said that they would toast Viserys with a glass of wine.

However, Viserys sat on the back of the horse and kept the reins calmly watching the 'vintage merchant' below.

Looking at the glass of crimson wine that the other party was holding, his face did not fluctuate, and then he raised his chin to the soldier next to him.

"Give him this glass of wine to drink."

Viserys spoke calmly.

The surrounding soldiers who were like wolves and tigers heard his order and rushed up, while the expression of the 'wine merchant' changed greatly, and he drew a short sword from his waist and wanted to break out of the siege.

However, the guards around Viserys were naturally selected elites, and a sword was stabbed in the thigh of this 'businessman', and the other party let out a scream.

Then he directly squeezed the opponent's wrist and disarmed the short sword in his hand. The two soldiers held the opponent's shoulder and grabbed his wrist, then kicked his knee.

click -

The 'Wine Merchant' let out a scream, and cold sweat dripped from his forehead.

Another soldier stepped forward and squeezed the opponent's chin, forcing him to open his mouth, holding the wine he had just poured for Viserys.

"His Majesty?"

The guard turned to ask Viserys' opinion.

Viserys, on the other hand, glanced at Illyrio, who had also disembarked from the carriage.

The other party didn't expect the sudden change, and cold sweat dripped down his forehead, for fear that Viserys would have some kind of misunderstanding.

"This matter has nothing to do with me, Your Majesty."

Then he felt Viserys' gaze, and the fat man nodded hurriedly.

"This is a despicable act, please do it yourself."

Viserys also nodded slightly.

"Your Majesty, won't you interrogate it?"

And Rams, who was hiding behind the hood, suddenly asked, with a cruel light in his eyes.

It wasn't just Viserys who saw it, Ramsay had just whispered to him behind his back.

This kind of crude assassination method is enough to fool a little girl who has no experience in the world.

However, trying to deceive Viserys and Ramsay's gaze was almost impossible.

"never mind."

Viserys shook his head slightly, then looked around at the Pantos who were crowding around because of this incident.

No matter which world you live in, it is an essence of most people to watch the fun.

"This matter will soon spread, and the interrogation can't ask anything, and the other party has already run away."

"Well, that's what you said."

And Rams was all obedient to Viserys' words, and nodded slightly.

Then he once again hid all his features under the hood, looked at the 'wine merchant' and sneered twice.

Viserys nodded to the soldier who had captured the assassin.

Then he didn't stop to continue watching, and urged the horse to leave the place directly.

The glass of spiced wine was brutally poured down his throat under the terrified gaze of the other party.

It didn't take long.

The man who claimed to be from the Reach was as red as blood and rolled on the ground.

He desperately grabbed his throat until the blood dripped from the scratch, and finally there was no movement at all when his legs kicked.

Seeing the man's reaction after drinking, the onlookers burst into an uproar.

However, among these people, there was a man with an unremarkable face and even some baldness who witnessed this scene.

Then he raised his head and looked at the back of Viserys in the distance with some complicated eyes.