Chapter 883 Another Targaryen

After a moment of silence, Varys said in a sharp voice: "Everything I do is for this country, for ordinary people.

In the power games of you princes and nobles, it is always the innocent who suffer the most.I want to end all this once and for all, change all this. "

Tyrion looked at him like an alien, "Are you insane? You're a Lysian!"

A foreigner who cares about the lives of civilians in Westeros, you thought you were a slave Misha—Saint Dennis?

Saint Daniels is not as fraternal as you. She just does her best and never takes responsibility beyond her ability. "

"I was born in Lys, but spent most of my life in Westeros," Varys argued.

"You're lying!" James said, staring at the fat eunuch, "Tyrion may be too young to remember what you did to Rhaegar.

But I know that Barristan's old people know what happened in the Red Keep.

Everyone knew that Aerys was a foolish king, and that Rhaegar was kind and wise rarely seen in the history of the Targaryen royal family.

The people of the Seven Kingdoms are all looking forward to the day when he will be in power.

It was you who slandered His Majesty Aerys, sowed a wedge between the king and the prince, and caused Prince Rhaegar to no longer participate in the government.

If you really care about the people of the Seven Kingdoms, you shouldn't do it. "

"Is Lei Jia really the wise king? Look at what he did after that." The eunuch sneered.

"You're reversing cause and effect. No matter what he did later, he didn't make any mistakes when you targeted him before." James said solemnly.

"I didn't target him. I just told the king that the nobles secretly supported Rhaegar to replace Aerys. Isn't this the purpose of King Aerys' invitation to be the chief intelligence officer?" Varys said.

"Stop putting on airs in front of me, no fool will believe you love Westeros, look at the Seven Kingdoms now, how bad is it?

You are half to blame!

Because of you and Littlefinger playing tricks behind your back, the War of the Four Kings and Aegon's Alliance of Dragons came about.

Littlefinger is for power, for keeping close to that iron chair, what about you? "

"Give me a reasonable explanation, or—"

The dwarf stretched out his right hand, and the two-finger stretched and deformed again, and a mouth full of fine and sharp teeth was split on the top, which was hideous and terrifying.

"The Seven Hells!" Varys stepped back and shouted, "I'm not lying! Only a prince who grew up as a commoner can become a really good king.

Aegon learned how to be a good ruler before he could walk.

He was trained as a knight in arms, and maesters taught him reading and writing, history, law, and poetry.

For as long as he can remember, a nun has taught him the mysteries of the faith.

When he was a big boy, he lived with the fishermen and lived with his own hands.

He can fish, cook, mend nets, treat wounds, wash his own clothes, and he knows the horror of being hungry and being hunted.

For him, the crown is responsibility, and he understands that a true king must put his people first and think about them all his life. "

Tyrion stared blankly at the fat eunuch, "Are you really all right?"

"What did I say wrong?" the fat eunuch said angrily.

"The Aegon you speak of is really the same person as the Aegon I met? To be honest, he is indeed good, but he has been firmly protected by you all the time, and he is no different from other outstanding children of noble families.

Put the people first and consider them everywhere”

The dwarf shook his head sarcastically, "This sentence completely exposes the fact that you are lying!

As the saying goes, look at the big when you are young, and look at the old at the age of three,

Aegon is more than three years old, you are so shrewd, can't you see his character?

It was not Aegon who really put his people first, but the Dragon Queen.

You should have known this fact when she freed the slaves for the first time in Astapor.

But your first choice is still Aegon, the 'Misha' of the slaves is just cannon fodder for sacrifice.

Isn't this funny? While talking about choosing a benevolent monarch who understands the sufferings of the people, he discards such a benevolent monarch like a shoe. "

Varys' complexion changed several times, then he turned around and ran deep into the cave.

Although he was missing a leg, his speed was still as fast as a rabbit, and he jumped seven or eight meters in a blink of an eye.

As expected of an old water dancer for decades.

But although he was quick, Tyrion was not slow to react. He pulled out the small hand crossbow hanging from his waist, and "whoosh", an arrow hit Varys' thigh.

"Aww—" the eunuch fell to the ground, and James immediately stepped forward to hold him down.

"Why run? You told me about murdering my father, and we didn't pursue it. We only asked why you supported Aegon. Do you need to work hard?" James said angrily.

"I'm getting more and more curious, what is the secret that makes you rather die than surrender." The dwarf came over, squatted beside Varys, and untied his belt with a smirk.

"Tyrion, what are you doing?" Varys horrified.

"What are you doing? What do you think? James, don't be in a daze, help me hold him down."

"Damn it, dare to do such a thing in front of me, I swear, I will cut off your dick." James' face turned green.

"I don't use my dick, I only use my hands." The dwarf winked at him: I'm scaring the dead eunuch!

"Varys, tell the truth, Tyrion is not human, he can do anything." James sighed.

Varys closed his eyes and stood up.

But as soon as the big white butt was exposed to the cold air, he couldn't hold on anymore, and wailed: "No, I said, Tyrion stopped, I will say anything."

In fact, the dwarf was also unable to get off the tiger, and was even disgusted by the fat eunuch's ass. At this time, when the eunuch heard the eunuch begging for mercy, he pulled up his pants and urged with a wooden face: "Speak quickly."

The fat eunuch lay face down on the muddy ground, two tears oozed from the corners of his eyes, staining the ground with two wet spots, and said in a desperate voice, "I am Silas' brother, that is, Aegon's own uncle!"

"Seven Hells!" the dwarf and James shouted at the same time.

After being stunned for a while, Tyrion frowned and said, "It's reasonable, but why are you running? Even if you are the illegitimate son of the mad king, you don't need to run, do you?"

"I'm a eunuch, a Targaryen bastard without a dick!" the eunuch choked up.

"What's the matter with the eunuch, I'm still a dwarf!" Tyrion said softly.

"I'd rather trade my height for your second child," said the eunuch.

"No." Tyrion shook his head like a rattle.

The eunuch sobbed softly.

James let go of the eunuch, cleared his throat, and said, "It's getting late, let's go to work!"

"Help me bandage my leg." The eunuch said in a thick nasal voice.

After checking it over, James frowned and said, "It's very deep into the flesh. It's best to go to the church to see the priest. They are not very good at healing, but healing is their strength."

"Let me do it." The dwarf stretched out his right hand, and a soft white light slowly lit up in his palm.

The eyeballs of James and the eunuch almost popped out.

"How is it possible that someone like you can become a priest?" James asked shyly.

The dwarf opened the wound on the eunuch's leg with the dagger to take the arrow, and said casually, "I'm afraid you all don't know that I am the first paladin. My understanding of the teachings of the Seven Gods is no less than that of the general white-clothed bishop." .”

In fact, the dwarf is avoiding the important and taking the light, secretly changing the concept.With his piety, he was not qualified to be a priest at all. It was him who begged in every possible way that the Dragon Queen gave him the life-saving magic.

Well, the life-saving effect of lay on hands is too good.

Later, Dany felt that one could not favor one over another, so she upgraded the Seal of the Paladin to version 2.0—in addition to the previous function, there was also a lay-on-hands skill.

However, the Seal of the Paladin 2.0 is still in the closed beta stage. Except for the dwarves, only a few white knights on the anti-ghost front line can use it.

"I remember that you were an apprentice in the circus when you were young, and Sira was a skilled girl." Tyrion wondered.

"Do slaves have the chance to choose their lives?" Varys smiled wryly.

"No matter how poor the descendants of the Blackfyre are, they won't become slaves?"

"Daenerys was a beggar!"

Tyrion shook his head and said, "She just has no food to eat, why is she begging? She heard your words and spit out a mouthful of dragon flame.

You and I are not like Aegon.We are innocent, she can accept it, but you are the chief culprit who caused her miserable life. "

"Then who is responsible for my miserable life? I'd rather beg than lose my dick." Varys asked with a distorted face.

"Your own fate is not good. Do you blame Daenerys and the Mad King? The reason for her tragic fate is all because of your and Illyrio's ambitions." Tyrion sneered.

"She and Viserys would have been killed by Robert's assassins if I hadn't been quietly protecting her," Varys said.

"When you are caught by her, you can try to beg her for mercy with this sentence, and see if she will forgive you." Tyrion sneered.

"You think I'm afraid of death?" Varys sneered.

"You're not afraid of death, aren't you afraid of being flanked by ten strong men? The queen wants to punish you, but there's no way she can use it." Tyrion laughed.

"Have you ever been flanked by ten strong men?" James couldn't help asking.

The smile on the dwarf's face was as rancid as stale milk.

"No, no, nothing, don't talk nonsense."

James really became suspicious, "Looks like I have to find someone to find out what happened to you in Slaver's Bay."

"Don't~~~ up to you!" Tyrion waved his hand weakly, and asked the eunuch again: "Is Rhaegar's son really dead?"

Varys shook his head and said, "No one thought that Duke Tywin would be so ruthless that he would even kill a baby. Elia's letter to Ashara was a forgery, and Aegon's substitute baby was real, but it was in the Son of Elia After being killed."

"At that time, Illyrio had just given birth to a child, and after learning about the King's Landing incident, he had a flash of inspiration, and suddenly had the idea of ​​letting Aegon replace Rhaegar's son, and then I began to arrange letters and a substitute baby for Stinky Water Bay.

The baby was dystocia, never born.

I deliberately said to Sir Clinton: I let the father of the child lie to his family that the baby was difficult to deliver, but he secretly sold it to me at birth for a bottle of golden wine.

This is a lie that no one can expose.

Because the baby was indeed difficult to deliver, and the baby's father was indeed a drunkard. When he died drunk in the gutter, no one knew whether he had sold his son, but no matter who was asked, he would definitely sell his son for gold wine. "

Varys looked smug, "As for the letter, it's even simpler. I had someone deliver the letter to Ashara, not Raven, for a good reason—I'm afraid the secret will be leaked.

It is normal for the messenger to travel thousands of kilometers and delay for several months. "

"A fool who thinks he's smart, he hasn't covered the biggest flaw, so what's the use of messing around with these little things?" Tyrion dismissed it.

(End of this chapter)

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