Chapter 204 Provocation and Counterattack

"Just listen to my arrangements, I guarantee you are safe."

The rich merchant governor continued to whisper in Viserys' ear.

"Um."

Viserys nodded slightly, but said nothing.

He didn't know what exactly Illyrio's arrangement was, but now that this governor hasn't shown any signs of going against the water, there is still room for cooperation.

After all, even if Viserys has a variety of means to arrange, but now he is still deep in the very center of Pantos, surrounded by an unknown number of soldiers, there will still be danger if he is not careful.

Subsequently.

Prince Pentos, seated on the ivory and golden thrones, recited the names of the governors aloud.

"Turner, Hall, Scott, Cecilmore Pattis."

Prince Pantos recited the surnames of the governors in turn.

And every governor whose name was called sat on the seat and nodded slightly, at least on the surface, with respect.

Then Prince Pantos expressed his gratitude to these governors who worked hard for the city-state.

At this time, the governors also stood up and clenched their fists with one hand on their chests in response to the prince's thanks, expressing their willingness to show their allegiance to the prosperity of Pantos and the prince.

wow...

Then he sat back down again.

This is the standard etiquette under the special system of the ancient city-state of Pentos.

Although the prince of Pentos is a puppet, he is still theoretically the head of the city-state jointly elected and should be respected.

Viserys, on the other hand, sat on the seat next to the prince without getting up, leaning against the soft backrest, tapping his fingers on the armrests, and watching the ceremony in the palace rotunda calmly.

Still standing behind Prince Rodney were three salute officials, holding their own sacrificial instruments, a scale, a long whip, and a long sword.

The performance of the prince himself is now different from two years. Although he was still dumb on weekdays, Viserys saw a different color in his eyes when he was hosting festivals and patrolling the city-state.

He even suddenly wondered if the prince who was scared to pee from the throne was pretending?

Because there really wasn't a better reason to leave that hot ass throne then.

Viserys thought about it carefully. In such a situation, standing up as a prince who escaped from the throne might be better than being dragged down as a fool.

thump…

And at this time.

From the red temple in the distance, the melodious chimes of the bells symbolize midnight, and the new year has arrived.

"new Year is here."

"Respect the gods in the sky, and bless Pantos with good weather in the coming year."

slam

Once again the governors of Pentos raised their glasses together.

"At the same time, I would like to thank our distinguished guests. Your presence has added a little color to Pantos."

Prince Pantos said.

The guard standing next to Viserys had also checked the wine in the glass for him, and then whispered a few words in Viserys' ear.

"Thank you for your hospitality..."

Viserys also raised the glass in his hand, took a sip from his lips, and put it down.

However, at this moment, someone suddenly interrupted Viserys.

"Aren't you good at drinking? Your Majesty the King of the Seven Kingdoms."

Viserys just took a sip from Prince Pentos' toast.

A viceroy, whom Viserys did not know by name, spoke suddenly.

He is the governor sitting in the fifth position on the right half of Prince Pantos's half circle. He is wearing a black animal skin cloak. Although his hair is also gray, his eyes are bright.

Most of the governors in the entire prince's palace are old men with gray hair, and Illyrio can even be considered young.

"Oh, sorry."

Then the governor shook his head again.

"I forgot that you just came of age after your name day this year, and now—"

"You may not be able to drink alcohol yet."

The governor of Pantos suddenly made a provocative speech, which did not exceed many people's expectations.

Only the prince sitting on the gold and ivory throne looked pale, while in other places there were many governors who were whispering, and even let out a low laugh, wanting to see that Viserys was not even hairy. How does Qi's little devil deal with it.

And Viserys heard the provocation in the other party's words, frowned slightly while holding the wine glass, and looked at the Governor on the opposite side of the Rotunda.

"You are right."

"The royal education I received from childhood told me that people who take alcohol as their life are either idiots or ordinary people."

Viserys said this as if asking if the other party was mentally retarded.

"and also…"

"Sorry, who are you?"

Viserys had just been communicating with Balerion and was a little distracted, so he didn't remember the Governor's name.

However, he remembered that the main industry of the other party seemed to be alcohol.

Viserys's voice fell, and there was another laugh in the rotunda, but this time it was not directed at Viserys.

These governors also have battles on weekdays, naturally they are not monolithic, and they laugh at him when they see him shriveled.

The gray-haired wine merchant governor's face was obviously stiff, and then a sullen anger rose, and his eyes flashed coldly.

As the powerful governor of the city-state, his estate is full of wealth.

The servants and workers who served him could fill an entire street, and he only had to pay enough to feed them.

But even so, every day, I don't know how many poor people come to his mansion to pray, hoping to get such a job opportunity.

Because the governors of Pentos monopolized various industries, the poor had no way out but to work for them, or they would starve to death in the streets.

The never-sleeping accumulation of bloody capital made him feel a little overwhelmed, feeling that he had already become an omnipotent 'god'.

Even if it is the horse king of the Dothraki, there is a large army, and they are not united to play and applaud.

Therefore, he is also one of the governors who coveted Viserys dragon.

If Pantos gets a dragon, he will spend gold coins to hire mercenary groups, constantly conquer other city-states, open up markets to accumulate capital, and then use capital to hire more powerful legions.

This is the dream of these radicals.

However, the boy who was not his grandson at this age didn't seem to care about him at all.

"Governor Burn Rupert."

"A wine dealer who thinks highly of himself and thinks that all Pentos will drink his wine."

And when the atmosphere was a little cold, another governor who did not deal with Rupert sneered and said.

"However, his wine is far from that of Qingting Island."

The banquet has just started, but the atmosphere in the venue has become a little weird.