Chapter 61 Journey

It turned out to be the mayor of Braavos.

He saw that Viserys hadn't left the cabin for a day after he got on the boat, so he rushed over to see it.

He was afraid that the little king would not be able to bear the life on the boat. After all, Dragonstone was thousands of miles away from Braavos, so they had to go to Pentos first, rest there, load and unload some goods, and then set off again to rush to Braavos.

Every time a businessman goes to sea, he actually bears a lot of risks. If it is not for the loss of a large-scale commercial bank, a shipwreck would be enough to make a bright-looking big businessman go bankrupt.

So they naturally have to learn to be greedy, and they will only stop when they make a lot of money.

However, when he saw Viserys, he breathed a sigh of relief, because the little king was in good shape, and it seemed that he had adapted to the life on the ship, without seasickness and vomiting.

"His Majesty."

"It will take us about a month to reach Braavos on this trip."

Braavos is located between the most northwestern archipelagos of Essos mainland. It is at the intersection of the narrow sea and the trembling sea. It is far away from Dragonstone Island, and this route needs to reach Pantos first, so it is naturally expensive. very long time.

Then the taupe-robed Braavos emissary offered to show Viserys aboard the ship.

"visit?"

And Viserys frowned slightly when he heard the other party's invitation, but finally nodded and agreed.

"Can."

Afterwards, Viserys followed the messenger for a brief tour on the brig.

There are huge sails on the deck, and below the deck are the cabins for storing cargo. The lowest cabin has paddle rooms on the left and right sides, and there is a promenade in the middle.

While the brig had enough power to cross the narrow sea, it still needed some paddlers to supplement the power when necessary.

And this ship is also mixed with fish and dragons. All kinds of small businessmen, mercenaries, and people who want to leave the war-torn Westeros and go to the Eastern Continent to seek a living have also boarded this ship and gathered together.

Viserys simply followed the messenger out for a visit. He breathed a bit of air, and it did make him feel a little suffocated by being in the cabin all day.

And when they came out for a walk, many people who were sitting on the deck spread out a cool mat and cast curious glances at Viserys.

Although Viserys was dressed up in disguise, his silver-blond hair was dyed blue, and his clothes were not very gorgeous, just the image of a son of a wealthy businessman or a noble young master.

However, the boy's own temperament in his gestures, as well as the deepness in those lavender eyes, still made them realize that the boy's identity might not be simple.

A mother with a baby sat on the deck, leaning on the edge of the ship's board. She had a strong body and opened her chest to let the baby drink milk. Her black hair was also messy, and she looked a little grumpy.

However, when Viserys passed by her side, her eyes fell on Viserys.

Curiously, she stole a glance, some surprised, some in disbelief, her eyes were a little weird.

Then, as if he was inferior, he hurriedly avoided his eyes, for fear of being discovered by this noble noble young master.

And the other side.

Several mercenaries who were also sitting on the deck were drinking and punching. They were wearing tattered leather armor. The thick hair and body odor could be smelled from a distance. Their weapons were either at hand or not. Tie the waistband to the calf.

This group of drinking mercenaries was very loud, and they didn't care about the opinions of the people around them, and the people next to them seemed to be used to it.

There was even an old man with a tattered body, laying down beside them with a tattered quilt and sleeping soundly.

And this group of mercenaries also saw Viserys, and their faces were flushed because of drinking, but they were different from the woman who was breastfeeding just now.

Then one of them staggered to his feet and walked to Viserys to block his path.

Viserys frowned slightly as the mercenary's strong body odor and alcohol smell came over him.

He really wanted to raise his hand to cover his nose, but at the same time he didn't want to provoke these people and cause unnecessary trouble because of his small actions.

Then the boy stopped and looked up at each other.

"Hey, this noble young master."

The mercenary was swaying, and his standing was a little unsteady. His face was flushed, and when he opened his mouth, the alcohol spit out. He looked at Viserys and spoke first.

"The Eastern Continent is not that safe, that's where the real cannibalism is."

"Do you need to hire someone?"

Then the mercenary pointed to his companions who were drinking happily behind him, and then patted his chest.

"As long as the money is enough, our brothers are absolutely not afraid of death!"

However, the two Dragonstone soldiers who followed behind Viserys saw this scene and were furious, and decisively blocked in front of the little king.

"Hey, hey, sorry bro."

The guard pushed the mercenary who was blocking the way with his hand, and the drunk mercenary was pushed, and he stumbled slightly and almost didn't fall.

"No, the young master will be protected by the two of us."

The guard stood in front of Viserys and said, accidentally saying something wrong, and then hurriedly corrected.

At the same time, the guard held the hilt with one hand and pulled it out slightly, with a look of disgust on his face.

"Young master doesn't need and won't hire you guys."

As soldiers who received formal training on the royal family meal, they actually looked down on these mercenaries, believing that they had no sense of honor and were only fighting for money.

However, in fact, the regular army that broke up and mutiny was more dangerous than these mercenaries, and many of the mercenaries were former soldiers. For various reasons, they finally chose to do this and tie their heads to their belts. on the line.

The skirmish on the deck attracted the attention of the resting people, and they all turned their attention to it.

But the mercenary who was almost pushed over didn't get angry when he heard the guard's words. His body was filled with the smell of alcohol and the stench, but he just laughed twice, and he didn't seem to care about being humiliated by others.

Then he told Viserys that he could come to his brothers if he needed someone.

Then he sat back on the deck and ate and drank with the other brothers.

And Viserys was witnessing this scene all the way, and the frown that had just been frowned slightly relaxed.

He glanced at the mercenary curiously, and then withdrew his gaze.