Spellcasting Heavens

What does it feel like to be the public enemy?

No matter where you go, whether you are eating, drinking, or sleeping, you have to be vigilant to prevent yourself from being caught by the swarming crowds in the next second.

You don’t need to ask to know that this is definitely a catastrophic and extremely despairing feeling.

Unfortunately!

Warrent is experiencing such days firsthand.

Although most of the time, those civilians holding a wooden stick in their hands were no threat to him at all, but the problem was that there were too many pursuers.

Once he starts fighting his first pursuers, it won't be long before thousands of them swarm him.

You must know that he is not good at fighting, nor is he good at mass destruction spells, and he does not have enough magic energy to support the continuous release of spells.

On the contrary, what he is good at is avoiding danger.

If he had to participate in a battle, Volant would first predict the future and figure out the enemy's weaknesses, and then after a long period of preparation and planning, he would finally launch a fatal blow at the appropriate time.

But the problem is that he is now being pursued by not just one or two people, but by hundreds of thousands of people in King's Landing. There is no way to predict when, who, or where they will launch a surprise attack on him.

So the only thing he can do is run away!

Escape desperately!

Escape from King's Landing and Westeros as quickly as possible.

As the saying goes, money can bring trouble!

After spending a huge sum of 200,000 gold coins, Volent finally bribed a businessman from the Free Trade City, and boarded his merchant ship. He quietly left the port under the cover of night and sailed straight towards Pentos City. go.

But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, several wealthy sailors recognized him and launched a rebellion two days later, not only killing their employer but almost capturing him.

But unfortunately, the sailors obviously did not understand who the enemy they were facing was, and as a result, they were all eliminated in just a few strokes.

Smelling the strong smell of blood coming from the cabin, Wallent sighed helplessly and murmured to himself in a voice that only he could hear: This is really never peaceful! Also, how can I control it by myself? An old sailing ship?”

After all, he is neither a sailor nor a navigator, and he has no idea how to use the starry sky, tools and maps of this world to identify directions.

In desperation, he could only hang up his sails and drift with the current, wandering on the boundless sea.

One day has passed...

A week has passed……

A month has passed...

As the ship's food and drink reserves began to run low, Volant finally realized how dire his situation was.

Because let alone land these days, not even a passing ship can be seen.

It was obvious that the ships had strayed from relatively prosperous trade routes.

The most terrifying thing is that if he cannot find land before the supplies are exhausted, what awaits him will be starvation and thirst.

There is no more tragic way to die than death from hunger or thirst.

In addition, the isolation and loneliness of not being able to see any living people for a whole month was also tormenting his spirit.

So that's it! This is your revenge! You want me to die slowly in pain and despair! Hahahahaha! You are indeed a monster that devours everything! A madman with a true inner darkness! Warrent suddenly thought. After reading something, I couldn't help but burst out laughing, crying while laughing.

He never dreamed that his little thought would eventually turn into a fatal noose.

Such a strong desire for revenge!

Incredibly dark character!

If he could make the choice again, he vowed not to provoke the other party, but to tell everything he knew, and then make small requests when the other party was in a good mood.

But as we all know, there is no regret medicine in the world, and there is no such thing as going back to the past or traveling to the future.

Time is not continuous. It has a smallest unit. Each smallest unit exists independently and develops parallel universes and spaces as complex as a three-dimensional network.

The moment a decision is made, it is actually equivalent to choosing to enter the next unit of time from countless forks in the road.

Just as Volant was lying on the deck in despair, waiting for death to come, several ships flying the flag of Qarth suddenly appeared on the sea level.

As we all know, Qarth is an extremely large and wealthy city located southeast of the continent of Essos.

The most famous thing is that Daenerys Targaryen used dragon fire to burn down the immortal temples of wizards here.

Among them, the influential Spice Ancient Guild even publicly declared for a time that she would be executed.

Hey! Over here! Help me!

Noticing the appearance of a ship on the sea, Warrent instantly rekindled his hope for survival, shouting at the top of his lungs while waving the white shirt in his hand wildly.

His current condition looks very bad. Due to the long-term lack of fresh vegetables and fruits, his gums have begun to show initial symptoms of scurvy such as swelling, bleeding, and weakness in his limbs. At the same time, his face is extremely thin, his eyes are sunken, and his lips are even more... A series of terrifying holes were cracked.

Ships flying the flag of Qarth undoubtedly discovered this merchant ship floating on the sea and quickly approached.

After a while, a fat businessman boarded the deck under the protection of a dozen fully armed sailors.

He first looked around, then narrowed his eyes and asked, Who are you? What happened on this ship? Where are the other crew members besides you?

I...we encountered a terrible shipwreck, and everyone except me died. If you don't mind, can you bring it back to land? In return, all the cargo and gold coins on this ship will be yours. It's gone. Warrent deliberately pretended to be heartbroken.

Of course! Roy! Take Mr. Wei to our ship! By the way, notify the kitchen to get him something delicious. The fat businessman gave the order quickly.

In the blink of an eye, Volant boarded another ship under the leadership of a sailor.

After he walked away, an old man with gray hair and beard following the fat man suddenly grinned and complimented with a smile: Master, congratulations on making a fortune unintentionally. If I guessed correctly, That guy just now should be the guy wanted by Her Majesty Daenerys Targaryen.

Haha, when luck comes, you can't stop it. Tell your men to keep an eye on it and don't let this fat sheep get away. If we can bring him back to King's Landing, we can hand it over to the man with our own hands. The Dragon Queen can not only get a huge bounty, but she may also get a noble title and a fief. The businessman's eyes were shining with ambition and desire.

Warrent, who was in a state of hunger and sleepiness, did not realize that he had just escaped from the tiger's mouth and entered the wolf's den again...

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