Chapter 301 Candidates

In fact, in this world, crows have always been a mysterious thing.

At least Viserys had always been wary of these dark birds.

Because he knew that in the cold land of eternal winter there was someone he didn't know how to explain...

Is he god? Or... demigods?

But one thing is certain is that he, like Viserys, has detached himself from the shackles of the mortal body.

Perhaps both are now a special being between gods and mortals.

And this man has something to do with crows.

Even on a psychological basis, Viserys still adhered to the habit of his previous life, which was to think that the crow represented misfortune.

He once used crows as live targets when he practiced arrows.

Maybe the crows later realized the guy didn't seem to welcome them and flew away.

And the black cat actually caught a crow himself, which made Viserys suddenly have a little interest.

Hence the present experiment.

He also didn't expect that the black cat's strength was actually greatly improved, and the experiment on the black cat was a great success, and then a trustworthy person was needed to undertake the next experiment.

What Viserys can know at the moment is that the "give" of the black mist to others will greatly enhance the strength of the other party.

As for no sequelae?

He himself does not know.

After Viserys had gone through the experiment, he ordered his servants to clean up the mess in the house. All ten poor roosters had been killed by black cats.

However, these ten chickens will not be wasted, and they can be sent out of the city together with other food to let the three dragons fight a little.

Subsequently.

Viserys carried the black cat back to his own study.

The young king sat in his chair and thought for a moment, then asked the guard to bring Bessie over.

"Woolley, go get Lord Bessie Joyce."

Woolley was the bodyguard whose face was scratched this morning. He was obedient and clever. He stayed by Viserys' side as a bodyguard, running errands on weekdays.

Bessie, on the other hand, was Viserys' former Kingsguard and the son of a warrior of the Faith of the Seven.

Viserys had great confidence in Bessie, even more so than Oberyn.

Because Viserys knew very well that if he and Dorne ever turned against him, Oberyn would be on Dorne's side.

And Bessie is a cronie he personally cultivated.

To be precise, Bessie is a person trained by the head coach of the Red Keep, William Darry.

Among the first people who followed Viserys and made achievements, only William Darry did not hold a high position today.

Even the news is gone, it has become very low-key and forgotten by people.

The middle-aged coach became a gray-haired half-blind old man due to an old injury. Now he stays in Andalusburg all year round to guide the training of the castle soldiers. The recruits do not know the identity of the old man.

But few people know that Bessie Joyce, the commander of the First Legion, now widely trusted by Viserys, was the one who William Darry single-handedly recommended to Viserys.

Then, not too long passed.

Bessie Joyce rushed outside Viserys' study.

"Lord Legionnaire."

"Lord Legionnaire."

The guards outside the door took the initiative to say hello when they saw Bessie.

"Um."

Bessie nodded too, then knocked on the door.

"His Majesty."

After hearing Viserys' voice, he pushed open the door and walked in.

"His Majesty."

Bessie walked into Viserys' study, the man was wearing a pure white robe and a white cloak, with a long sword on his waist.

There are not many knights who are qualified to wear white robes, and Bessie is one of them.

For he is now also serving as Captain of the Viserys Kingsguard, though only a bare commander.

For Viserys had not appointed a single member of the Kingsguard since Bessie had left him.

There are only ordinary guards by his side, and there is no poetic 'white knight'.

The rules for selecting the Kingsguard are complex, and loyalty must be ensured until death, even in old age, physical disability, and mental breakdown.

Although Bessie was no longer capable of carrying a sword, as long as Viserys did not speak to drive him away, he would still be Viserys' captain of the Kingsguard.

"sit!"

"Bessie."

And Viserys sat behind the desk without raising his head, and asked casually.

"How's the military affairs going?"

Bessie and he are also old friends, so naturally they don't need too much courtesy.

The two sat on the chairs and chatted casually, and then Viserys didn't continue to circle around, and spoke bluntly.

"Bessie, I have something I don't know if you'd like to try it."

Viserys did not cover up, but told the black fog directly and generously.

However, he didn't describe it in detail. He just used what he said when joking with Arianne, and described this black fog as a kind of divine power.

And Viserys is the source of this divine power, and he can freely give the divine power to everyone around him.

Of course, this number is also limited, and the person who receives his divine power can greatly improve his strength, and may also recover from his injury.

Viserys spoke directly.

And Bessie, who had suffered a catastrophe and had always been calm, opened her mouth slightly under the mask.

"what?"

"Divine power?"

Bessie was a little shocked, the voice under the mask was a little dull, and she said with an incredible opening.

His Majesty's words were so fantastic that he couldn't believe it.

Increase strength? recovery?

However, as the Kingsguard who used to be by Viserys, Bessie was naturally all too familiar with Viserys.

His Majesty the King basically speaks to himself so seriously, it's not a joke.

"His Majesty."

"Is the divine power you're talking about bestowed by the seven gods?"

After Bessie was slightly shocked, she hurriedly asked.

As a staunch believer of the Seven Gods, Viserys' once vaunted Seven Gods coronation is still fresh in his memory.

It was only after contact with him that I learned that Viserys had not even been to the church a few times, and it was pure nonsense to talk about religious piety.

But now that Viserys had come forward with divine power, Bessie naturally immediately thought of the seven gods she believed in.

"Do not…"

"Not the Seven Gods."

And Viserys shook his head slightly in the face of the somewhat excited Bessie.

"I don't even know which god he is."

Viserys did not explain the connection between Black Mist and Valyria, but it must have nothing to do with the Seven Gods.

Because the Seven Gods do not speak Valyrian.

Having received a negative answer from Viserys, Bessie had some concerns.

But he quickly adjusted his state, then nodded and said firmly.

"I would like to try it, Your Majesty."