Chapter 33 Sir Geoffrey

And now.

Viserys is still in the exploratory stage of the Black Mist, and he has lost his way.

So he wanted to take the initiative to try other possibilities.

Even though it may not be that practical right now, it's all about exploration.

therefore.

"Try it."

Viserys pursed his lips, and his eyes turned to the last attribute in the black mist. The 'moon' expressed in High Valyrian is the option that represents the mental power.

Valyrians believe that the moon represents the spirit, soul, or will.

This is an expressive feature in this language, and the word moon can also refer to the soul.

"My spiritual power is far beyond that of ordinary people, and it has indeed brought me special abilities."

Viserys awakened a special ability when his monthly sex reached 20, called the Eye of a Moment.

This ability can make him temporarily slow down all the people or things that are undergoing dynamic changes within his field of vision, and the powerful mental force will deconstruct the opponent's movements in an instant.

So it seemed that the other party 'slowed down', leaving him more time to react.

And this ability is naturally very helpful to Viserys. For example, just now he relied on this ability to help avoid the flying axe thrown by the mercenary, and recovered a life.

And Viserys naturally understands the truth of promoting strengths and avoiding weaknesses.

His strength now lies in his spiritual strength that is far superior to that of ordinary people.

He even looked forward to what would happen if his spiritual power evolved to the extreme.

Subsequently.

Viserys manipulated this cloud of absorbed black smoke into a large cloud of black mist, turning it into a fleeting moonlight, and the words symbolizing the 'moon' were covered with a faint white light.

Then

There's no after that.

Viserys sat on the ground leaning against the wall, looking at the sword in his hand.

Fortunately, the castle on Dragonstone Island is big enough, because Prince Rhaegar is frugal and Dragonstone Island is already barren, there are not many servants and guards, and no one has found him yet.

Otherwise, seeing this scene, you may think that this little king can't bear the psychological pressure and will choose to cut his own way.

"really."

And Viserys looked calm.

He saw that the number of the moon was still 20 without any change, but his brain was slightly awake, like drinking nectar, and then his eyes blinked slightly. There was no accident, but a normal expression appeared.

He didn't waste this black smoke, but used it to test out a result.

Although the result of his guess is probably the same, but in the face of something as important as the 'black fog', Viserys' attitude is very cautious.

He will not choose to guess, but must prove it with experimental results.

And the result was not what he expected.

The stronger the ability, the more difficult it will be to evolve. His mental power is probably far more than the sum of two people, or even three people, four people or more.

So his plan to quickly evolve his spiritual power to the peak went bankrupt.

"It is still necessary to develop comprehensively."

Viserys took a deep breath.

"And I don't know if the use of black fog will cause any hidden dangers."

But now Viserys has no choice.

He must rely on the benefits brought to him by the black mist, otherwise, for the fate that can be seen in the future, it will be difficult or even almost impossible to turn around.

Even with the help of Black Mist, Viserys did not let up at all. He was afraid that he would not be able to escape the shackles of fate and would eventually die in other ways, so he did not dare to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Your Highness!"

"His Royal Highness is here, come here!"

And at this time.

Tread-tap-

With the friction of the armor and the noisy and chaotic footsteps, the guards of the castle searched the corridor with torches high, and finally found the location of Viserys along the traces.

All the mercenaries who have sneaked into the castle have been killed.

After a brief interrogation, the only remaining survivor was ordered to slit his throat by the hurried butler, Sir Shad, and toss the body into the sea.

Hearing about the attack, the jazz looked very anxious, but also hated these attackers and wanted to kill them quickly.

At this time, the guards also discovered that the bedroom where the 'Little King' was located was also attacked by the enemy.

The two guards had been killed, while Viserys and Princess Rhaenys were nowhere to be seen.

Sir Shad then ordered a search of the entire castle.

In the end, the frightened and frightened Renice was found in the cellar, and the other team also found the location of Viserys.

The next morning.

The fright of last night has disappeared, the servants cleaned up the blood in the castle, and the bodies of all the mercenaries were thrown into the sea to feed the fish.

The body of the mercenary who was cut off the rope by Viserys and fell off the cliff from the castle was also discovered by the fishermen who were going to go out to sea in the early morning.

Viserys was actually a little frightened, but he was probably doing better than the Queen and Renice.

But he was also tossed for a long time without sleep, and there were some bloodshot eyes in his eyes.

"Mother."

In the Picture Table Hall on the top floor of the Stone Drum Tower, Viserys sat on the side seat after greeting his mother.

And the exhausted silver-haired woman was sitting in the main seat listening to the report of the commander of the Dragonstone Fleet.

Although Viserys has been crowned 'King', in fact not even the guards of Dragonstone call him 'Your Majesty'.

Everyone understands that this king is just a name.

Even now that Targaryen has regained the throne, Viserys cannot sit on the Iron Throne.

Because he was too young, his mother, Layla, acted as the regent of the queen mother and waited until the king became an adult before transferring power.

So Viserys could only sit properly on the side seat beside his mother, with his knees together and his hands on his knees, his long eyelashes moved, his eyes drooping, and he looked quiet, completely An obedient and sensible boy.

However, the commander of the Dragonstone Fleet, an old man with white beard and hair, was talking. He noticed Viserys' arrival and glanced sideways at the boy.

There was still a little curiosity in the old Sir's eyes.

He was reporting to Queen Layla the loss of the Dragonstone Island fleet last night. Although the enemy was repelled, the fleet itself inevitably suffered some losses.

And he also heard what happened inside the castle.

His Highness's youngest brother, Prince Viserys, who was only seven years old, killed three vicious mercenary group members last night through some unknown means.

"Your Highness."

The commander of the Dragonstone fleet nodded slightly at Viserys.

"Sir Jeffrey."

Viserys nodded when he heard the old man's words, and politely returned the salute.

This was the first time he had seen the sergeant since he came to Dragonstone.

The other side was in charge of the fleet but had not come to meet after Queen Layla and Viserys arrived.

And the mother didn't know why she didn't take the initiative to summon this person.