Chapter 197
Then Illyrio didn't hide it, claiming to tell Viserys everything he knew, and Viserys could not tell the truth of his words.
but.
There is indeed a lot of content that was not written in Rams' information.
After all, no matter how powerful Rams is, he is not as terrifying as an inner ghost sitting directly in the position of the governor.
"Andalos is growing too fast, and the main thing is the dragon, no one will turn a blind eye to the dragon."
Illyrio sighed and said.
"If you can, I don't know how many people are willing to spend all their property for a train."
When Andalus first started to rise, it didn't cause Pantos to pay too much attention. There were almost as many such small forces, but then gradually their attitudes began to change.
But at that time, Pantos also didn't think about eradicating this restless neighbor, because they were still using Andalos as a buffer between them and Braavos.
But I never imagined that the buffer would grow into a central blossom.
But none of this was the overwhelming condition that led to the decision of the majority of the governors of Pentos to fall to the side of the Iron Throne.
In the end, it's still a dragon.
The dragon is like a huge bait that stimulates the desires of the governors of Pentos, especially the little dragons that have not grown up.
'No one will turn a blind eye to the dragon. ’
'Unless he is a blind man. ’
These Pantos governors all started out in business, which one is not ambitious and ruthless?
When news of the dragon's birth broke, they wanted it.
Especially since they were so close to the dragon that they could even smell the pungent sulphurous smell of their breath.
Some want it, while others do it for self-preservation.
The existence of dragons means expansion, and Pantos is the next goal of the Andalusians. This is a consensus that almost everyone can reach. This is just a result of earlier and later.
Therefore, the two combined, some who wanted to get dragons, and some who wanted to protect themselves, and they formed the largest radical faction among the governors of Pantos.
However, those who remained calm under the lobbying of the messenger of the Iron Throne became a minority.
Illyrio Morpatis is one of them.
During this period of time, the secret battles surrounding this matter were staged in the city of Pantos every day, and it was difficult for more than a dozen governors to reach a unity of opinion.
Viserys arrived in this situation.
"This kind of thing happened?"
Viserys nodded.
Although he already knew it, he still pretended to know the news for the first time at this time, and there was a hint of anger and fear on his handsome cheeks.
This is in line with the attitude that a normal person should show at this time.
Especially for him, who is only fifteen or sixteen years old, can perform more seamlessly.
What should people do when they are suddenly betrayed in a foreign country?
Naturally, he turned to people he trusted around him, and Viserys seemed to be still trying to keep calm and get closer to the truth.
"Lord Illyrio, what should we do next?"
And this wealthy businessman governor also looked a little frowning, and finally shook his head and sighed, putting on a very embarrassed look.
"Actually, Your Majesty."
"I've always been very longing for Targaryen, I used to"
Afterwards, Illyrio recounts his youthful past and veiled his ambitions.
He had a showdown with Viserys, hoping to help Viserys take the throne of the Seven Kingdoms and sit on the Iron Throne in the future, and in return he hoped to get a castle, a dukeship, and a new dynasty chancellor.
And Viserys just squinted slightly at Illyrio's sudden showdown, and pinched his fingers lightly. He didn't rush to agree or object immediately.
Although it's just a bad check right now.
Viserys heard another question, one he hadn't thought of before.
"Syrah from Reese?"
Viserys asked.
"Lord Governor, is your second wife a Valyrian?"
I don’t know if it’s because of a relationship with Viserys or other reasons. Illyrio just mentioned that when he talked about his past, he had a bad relationship with the previous Prince Pantos.
Because he married the cousin of the previous Prince of Pentos, and after the death of his first wife, a prostitute named Syrah, which angered the then-Prince of Pentos.
And the girl who came to Lis had silver-blond hair.
"That's right."
"Sila does have some Valyrian blood."
Illyrio didn't know why Viserys asked such a sentence deliberately, and he was a little confused, but he nodded and admitted.
"But there are plenty of Valyrian blood in places like Rhys and Volantis."
"Is it?"
When Viserys heard Illyrio's words, he breathed a sigh of relief and said casually.
"I thought your wife would be a descendant of Blackfire."
Viserys' casual words caused Illyrio's expression to change slightly, but before he could say anything, Viserys continued.
"It's no big deal though."
"The red dragon and the black dragon are also dragons. Now that Targaryen has lost the Iron Throne, what is he doing?"
Viserys took a sip from the tea and shook his head.
And Illyrio was also slightly relieved. There have been several Blackfire rebellions in the history of Targaryen.
Although essentially a family, these unofficial black fires have been stubbornly obsessed with gaining an orthodox position, and this stubbornness has continued for generations.
Even the ancestors have been passed down from generation to generation, so several black fire wars broke out.
If Sira is recognized by Viserys as a descendant of the Blackfire, then this collaboration will end.
but
Now it seems that Viserys doesn't care about the red dragon or the black dragon?
Illyrio let out a sigh of relief, but still gave a wry smile and explained.
"Sira was just an ordinary Valyrian who died of a plague, and she certainly wouldn't be a descendant of the Blackfire."
"At that time, she was pregnant with my baby and I had full confidence that it would be a boy."
Speaking of the past, Illyrio's face was still a little sad and sad.
"But he was not born in this world, and that terrible plague took his life and his mother's life."
However, the sad expression didn't last long, Illyrio sighed, regained his spirits and returned to business.
"It may be too late to leave Pantos, but things are not at their worst yet."
"I will do my best to help His Majesty get out of trouble in the festival celebration in three days."
Illyrio wiped the faint tears from the corners of his eyes with his sleeves, and then patted his chest and assured.
"If that's the case, then I'll ask the Governor-General."
And Viserys also looked very moved and let out a sigh of relief.
Hold Illyrio's hands tightly.