Chapter 367
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"The messenger of the usurper, Lord berish."
"Standing in front of you are the kings of the seven countries and the guardians of the whole territory, not his Highness the second prince."
Wesselis did not speak, but the female knight standing behind him held the hilt of his sword with one hand and spoke in a broken common language.
After a period of adaptation, Mia has repeatedly understood the grievances between the tangorian family and the Iron Throne of Westeros, which is her job.
And bertier berisch, with a little formulaic wry smile on his face, bowed again.
"Well, your majesty."
Of course he knew to call wesselis king, but limited by his position, he couldn't show himself too humble.
"A worthless commodity cannot be sold at a price."
All this was in his preset opening speech. Without panic, petit sorted out the language and continued.
"The first time I met you, you may not have heard a humble name. Allow me to introduce myself to you. My name is bertier berisch."
"I come from the smallest finger on the five finger Peninsula and now hold the post of Chancellor of the Exchequer in his majesty Robert baratheon I's Royal assembly."
Although he was not very old, his dark hair was mixed with a few grays. Bertier berrisi stood in the hall talking without stage fright.
He put himself in a low position and did not hide that he only came from an insignificant small family.
But he also stressed his current identity. As King Robert's chancellor of the exchequer, he was qualified to meet wesselis as an envoy.
"And the two standing next to me..."
Then Lord bellisch turned and wanted to introduce wesselis to the two men standing next to him.
At this moment, however, wesselis, sitting on the throne in a light civilian suit, suddenly opened his mouth.
"I know your name, Lord bellisch."
"Don't belittle yourself."
The handsome young man with silver hair had a quiet voice, which was the first time he spoke after seeing Robert's mission. His voice echoed in the empty hall.
"Oh, how do you know..."
Wesselis suddenly opened his mouth and hit his little finger. He was caught off guard. The short man was a little stunned. He didn't expect wesselis to know his name.
Just... Don't know how much each other knows about themselves?
"You have been to pantos, and the governors who have visited pantos have attacked me."
"Am I right?"
Wesselis's voice was still calm, but it made the cold sweat flow down on pettil berrisi's forehead. Some were speechless and didn't know how to speak.
"This, this... Your majesty..."
He did visit pantos and bravos secretly, but it should be a highly confidential matter. However, he never thought that he had been known by wesselis.
If he had known about it, he would not have taken the post of emissary. Wouldn't he be dead?
Is there an insider in the Royal Council? Who leaked the news?
Then he thought of the damned old man Jon Erin, who had to make himself an envoy and put on an expression of my good for you.
When he went back, the account must be paid double by lesha's stupid woman, pettil thought bitterly.
Wesselis's words made the cold sweat on his little finger's forehead flow down in an instant.
He quickly screened every suspicious candidate in his mind, and thought about the words of response in a hurry. Sophistry is certainly useless. Since wesselis put forward it, he must have mastered the absolute evidence.
Hendry and balistan, who stood behind the chief envoy berry, looked at each other. Balistan saw the tension in the young man's eyes.
Then the captain of the imperial forest iron guard with gray hair took a deep breath and lowered his head. In fact, he was nervous and afraid of being recognized by wesselis.
His Royal Highness has changed a lot from that time. At that time, he was only a naughty child of six or seven years old.
Now he has tens of thousands of soldiers and three dragons. Sitting on the throne, his words and deeds have exerted strong psychological pressure on people. He just said it in three or two words, and his forehead was sweating cold.
The atmosphere in the hall was tense, and the messenger of the usurper was speechless.
And the female knight standing behind wesselis's mouth slightly stirred up. Her eyes crossed petyr and the aristocrat of the seven countries who did not know her name, and fell on the old knight in bright armor and white robe.
The usurper's Imperial Guard?
Mia clenched her hand on the hilt slightly.
At this moment, however, it was wesselis who untied the siege of belrich, who was sweating.
"Don't be nervous, Lord bellisch."
Wesselis said, looking at each other with lavender eyes, as if he had seen through each other.
What Petit didn't know was that wesselis knew him much better than himself.
This is a master who has talent in money and trade, and is unmatched in seven countries in conspiracy. He is good at playing politics.
"I don't want to hold you accountable. On the contrary, I want to thank you."
"If you hadn't encouraged those fools to attack me, I'm afraid I wouldn't have had a chance to win pantos so easily."
This time, the bitter smile on pettil's face was true, and he bowed again.
"Thank your majesty for his tolerance."
The little finger's elegant and leisurely attitude just disappeared.
Then we can only continue the topic just now and introduce the two people behind us.
"Your Majesty, this Hendry bracken, nephew of Lord Janos bracken, Earl of hedgerow."
The brown haired young man standing next to pettil looked a little nervous. It seemed that he had been frightened by wesselis's words just now.
"Your Majesty."
Hendry quickly imitated his little finger and bowed deeply, almost kneeling on the ground.
"This is Sir balistan selmi, the captain of his majesty Robert's Imperial Guard."
"Your Majesty."
When the white haired knight was called, he couldn't continue to lower his head and pretend to be a fool. He could only take a deep breath, and then looked at wesselis with bright eyes.
He just hoped that wesselis had forgotten himself.
To his disappointment, however, wesselis still remembered him.
"Well, sir barristan hasn't seen you for a long time."
Wesselis just nodded to the captain of the Imperial Guard and said hello, but he didn't say much, which made him worry about gain and loss.
Then little finger sorted out his emotions, and then officially began to talk about the purpose of the mission.
Robert finally couldn't withstand the pressure.
The defeat of the two World Wars made him realize that ghosts could not be defeated by human power, so he thought of the red robed witch who disappeared after the war of Winterfell.
She once said that the night king is ice and the magic dragon is fire. Only the turbulent dragon flame can defeat the night king.
The simultaneous recovery of the night king and the magic dragon symbolizes that this is a song of ice and fire. If you want to defeat the night king, you can only turn to wesselis for help.
Robert fled all the way from Lindong city to twin river city, and then tossed and turned at night. Finally, after the consultation of his staff and serious consideration for a long time, he stubbornly sent ravens to Junlin and asked his adoptive father Jon Erin to arrange the matter.
But he himself was so embarrassed that he didn't even write a handwritten letter for help.
But of course, Robert didn't have any good intentions under the banner of asking wesselis for help.
This time, when the mission left Junlin, it was almost beating gongs and drums. For fear that someone did not know that the Iron Throne asked the tangorian family for help, hoping that the other party could lend a helping hand.
This is a well-known conspiracy. However, the people of Junlin naturally don't think about any conspiracy and conspiracy. They just cheered and seemed to see hope.
But of course, it was definitely not arranged by Robert. Although Robert was soft, he still wanted face.
And Jon Erin is alive and well at his age. He knows that the face is useless. Only when he laughs at the end is the victory.
"Strange ghosts, magic dragons, savages... And so on. These things that can easily tear us apart appear one after another like legends."
"Let them kill each other. Only in this way can the world become better."
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"The messenger of the usurper, Lord berish."
"Standing in front of you are the kings of the seven countries and the guardians of the whole territory, not his Highness the second prince."
Wesselis did not speak, but the female knight standing behind him held the hilt of his sword with one hand and spoke in a broken common language.
After a period of adaptation, Mia has repeatedly understood the grievances between the tangorian family and the Iron Throne of Westeros, which is her job.
And bertier berisch, with a little formulaic wry smile on his face, bowed again.
"Well, your majesty."
Of course he knew to call wesselis king, but limited by his position, he couldn't show himself too humble.
"A worthless commodity cannot be sold at a price."
All this was in his preset opening speech. Without panic, petit sorted out the language and continued.
"The first time I met you, you may not have heard a humble name. Allow me to introduce myself to you. My name is bertier berisch."
"I come from the smallest finger on the five finger Peninsula and now hold the post of Chancellor of the Exchequer in his majesty Robert baratheon I's Royal assembly."
Although he was not very old, his dark hair was mixed with a few grays. Bertier berrisi stood in the hall talking without stage fright.
He put himself in a low position and did not hide that he only came from an insignificant small family.
But he also stressed his current identity. As King Robert's chancellor of the exchequer, he was qualified to meet wesselis as an envoy.
"And the two standing next to me..."
Then Lord bellisch turned and wanted to introduce wesselis to the two men standing next to him.
At this moment, however, wesselis, sitting on the throne in a light civilian suit, suddenly opened his mouth.
"I know your name, Lord bellisch."
"Don't belittle yourself."
The handsome young man with silver hair had a quiet voice, which was the first time he spoke after seeing Robert's mission. His voice echoed in the empty hall.
"Oh, how do you know..."
Wesselis suddenly opened his mouth and hit his little finger. He was caught off guard. The short man was a little stunned. He didn't expect wesselis to know his name.
Just... Don't know how much each other knows about themselves?
"You have been to pantos, and the governors who have visited pantos have attacked me."
"Am I right?"
Wesselis's voice was still calm, but it made the cold sweat flow down on pettil berrisi's forehead. Some were speechless and didn't know how to speak.
"This, this... Your majesty..."
He did visit pantos and bravos secretly, but it should be a highly confidential matter. However, he never thought that he had been known by wesselis.
If he had known about it, he would not have taken the post of emissary. Wouldn't he be dead?
Is there an insider in the Royal Council? Who leaked the news?
Then he thought of the damned old man Jon Erin, who had to make himself an envoy and put on an expression of my good for you.
When he went back, the account must be paid double by lesha's stupid woman, pettil thought bitterly.
Wesselis's words made the cold sweat on his little finger's forehead flow down in an instant.
He quickly screened every suspicious candidate in his mind, and thought about the words of response in a hurry. Sophistry is certainly useless. Since wesselis put forward it, he must have mastered the absolute evidence.
Hendry and balistan, who stood behind the chief envoy berry, looked at each other. Balistan saw the tension in the young man's eyes.
Then the captain of the imperial forest iron guard with gray hair took a deep breath and lowered his head. In fact, he was nervous and afraid of being recognized by wesselis.
His Royal Highness has changed a lot from that time. At that time, he was only a naughty child of six or seven years old.
Now he has tens of thousands of soldiers and three dragons. Sitting on the throne, his words and deeds have exerted strong psychological pressure on people. He just said it in three or two words, and his forehead was sweating cold.
The atmosphere in the hall was tense, and the messenger of the usurper was speechless.
And the female knight standing behind wesselis's mouth slightly stirred up. Her eyes crossed petyr and the aristocrat of the seven countries who did not know her name, and fell on the old knight in bright armor and white robe.
The usurper's Imperial Guard?
Mia clenched her hand on the hilt slightly.
At this moment, however, it was wesselis who untied the siege of belrich, who was sweating.
"Don't be nervous, Lord bellisch."
Wesselis said, looking at each other with lavender eyes, as if he had seen through each other.
What Petit didn't know was that wesselis knew him much better than himself.
This is a master who has talent in money and trade, and is unmatched in seven countries in conspiracy. He is good at playing politics.
"I don't want to hold you accountable. On the contrary, I want to thank you."
"If you hadn't encouraged those fools to attack me, I'm afraid I wouldn't have had a chance to win pantos so easily."
This time, the bitter smile on pettil's face was true, and he bowed again.
"Thank your majesty for his tolerance."
The little finger's elegant and leisurely attitude just disappeared.
Then we can only continue the topic just now and introduce the two people behind us.
"Your Majesty, this Hendry bracken, nephew of Lord Janos bracken, Earl of hedgerow."
The brown haired young man standing next to pettil looked a little nervous. It seemed that he had been frightened by wesselis's words just now.
"Your Majesty."
Hendry quickly imitated his little finger and bowed deeply, almost kneeling on the ground.
"This is Sir balistan selmi, the captain of his majesty Robert's Imperial Guard."
"Your Majesty."
When the white haired knight was called, he couldn't continue to lower his head and pretend to be a fool. He could only take a deep breath, and then looked at wesselis with bright eyes.
He just hoped that wesselis had forgotten himself.
To his disappointment, however, wesselis still remembered him.
"Well, sir barristan hasn't seen you for a long time."
Wesselis just nodded to the captain of the Imperial Guard and said hello, but he didn't say much, which made him worry about gain and loss.
Then little finger sorted out his emotions, and then officially began to talk about the purpose of the mission.
Robert finally couldn't withstand the pressure.
The defeat of the two World Wars made him realize that ghosts could not be defeated by human power, so he thought of the red robed witch who disappeared after the war of Winterfell.
She once said that the night king is ice and the magic dragon is fire. Only the turbulent dragon flame can defeat the night king.
The simultaneous recovery of the night king and the magic dragon symbolizes that this is a song of ice and fire. If you want to defeat the night king, you can only turn to wesselis for help.
Robert fled all the way from Lindong city to twin river city, and then tossed and turned at night. Finally, after the consultation of his staff and serious consideration for a long time, he stubbornly sent ravens to Junlin and asked his adoptive father Jon Erin to arrange the matter.
But he himself was so embarrassed that he didn't even write a handwritten letter for help.
But of course, Robert didn't have any good intentions under the banner of asking wesselis for help.
This time, when the mission left Junlin, it was almost beating gongs and drums. For fear that someone did not know that the Iron Throne asked the tangorian family for help, hoping that the other party could lend a helping hand.
This is a well-known conspiracy. However, the people of Junlin naturally don't think about any conspiracy and conspiracy. They just cheered and seemed to see hope.
But of course, it was definitely not arranged by Robert. Although Robert was soft, he still wanted face.
And Jon Erin is alive and well at his age. He knows that the face is useless. Only when he laughs at the end is the victory.
"Strange ghosts, magic dragons, savages... And so on. These things that can easily tear us apart appear one after another like legends."
"Let them kill each other. Only in this way can the world become better."
"The messenger of the usurper, Lord berish.""Standing in front of you are the kings of the seven countries and the guardians of the whole territory, not his Highness the second prince."Wesselis did not speak, but the female knight standing behind him held the hilt of his sword with one hand and spoke in a broken common language.After a period of adaptation, Mia has repeatedly understood the grievances between the tangorian family and the Iron Throne of Westeros, which is her job.And bertier berisch, with a little formulaic wry smile on his face, bowed again."Well, your majesty."Of course he knew to call wesselis king, but limited by his position, he couldn't show himself too humble."A worthless commodity cannot be sold at a price."All this was in his preset opening speech. Without panic, petit sorted out the language and continued."The first time I met you, you may not have heard a humble name. Allow me to introduce myself to you. My name is bertier berisch.""I come from the smallest finger on the five finger Peninsula and now hold the post of Chancellor of the Exchequer in his majesty Robert baratheon I's Royal assembly."Although he was not very old, his dark hair was mixed with a few grays. Bertier berrisi stood in the hall talking without stage fright.He put himself in a low position and did not hide that he only came from an insignificant small family.But he also stressed his current identity. As King Robert's chancellor of the exchequer, he was qualified to meet wesselis as an envoy."And the two standing next to me..."Then Lord bellisch turned and wanted to introduce wesselis to the two men standing next to him.At this moment, however, wesselis, sitting on the throne in a light civilian suit, suddenly opened his mouth."I know your name, Lord bellisch.""Don't belittle yourself."The handsome young man with silver hair had a quiet voice, which was the first time he spoke after seeing Robert's mission. His voice echoed in the empty hall."Oh, how do you know..."Wesselis suddenly opened his mouth and hit his little finger. He was caught off guard. The short man was a little stunned. He didn't expect wesselis to know his name.Just... Don't know how much each other knows about themselves?"You have been to pantos, and the governors who have visited pantos have attacked me.""Am I right?"Wesselis's voice was still calm, but it made the cold sweat flow down on pettil berrisi's forehead. Some were speechless and didn't know how to speak."This, this... Your majesty..."He did visit pantos and bravos secretly, but it should be a highly confidential matter. However, he never thought that he had been known by wesselis.If he had known about it, he would not have taken the post of emissary. Wouldn't he be dead?Is there an insider in the Royal Council? Who leaked the news?Then he thought of the damned old man Jon Erin, who had to make himself an envoy and put on an expression of my good for you.When he went back, the account must be paid double by lesha's stupid woman, pettil thought bitterly.Wesselis's words made the cold sweat on his little finger's forehead flow down in an instant.He quickly screened every suspicious candidate in his mind, and thought about the words of response in a hurry. Sophistry is certainly useless. Since wesselis put forward it, he must have mastered the absolute evidence.Hendry and balistan, who stood behind the chief envoy berry, looked at each other. Balistan saw the tension in the young man's eyes.Then the captain of the imperial forest iron guard with gray hair took a deep breath and lowered his head. In fact, he was nervous and afraid of being recognized by wesselis.His Royal Highness has changed a lot from that time. At that time, he was only a naughty child of six or seven years old.Now he has tens of thousands of soldiers and three dragons. Sitting on the throne, his words and deeds have exerted strong psychological pressure on people. He just said it in three or two words, and his forehead was sweating cold.The atmosphere in the hall was tense, and the messenger of the usurper was speechless.And the female knight standing behind wesselis's mouth slightly stirred up. Her eyes crossed petyr and the aristocrat of the seven countries who did not know her name, and fell on the old knight in bright armor and white robe.The usurper's Imperial Guard?Mia clenched her hand on the hilt slightly.At this moment, however, it was wesselis who untied the siege of belrich, who was sweating."Don't be nervous, Lord bellisch."Wesselis said, looking at each other with lavender eyes, as if he had seen through each other.What Petit didn't know was that wesselis knew him much better than himself.This is a master who has talent in money and trade, and is unmatched in seven countries in conspiracy. He is good at playing politics."I don't want to hold you accountable. On the contrary, I want to thank you.""If you hadn't encouraged those fools to attack me, I'm afraid I wouldn't have had a chance to win pantos so easily."This time, the bitter smile on pettil's face was true, and he bowed again."Thank your majesty for his tolerance."The little finger's elegant and leisurely attitude just disappeared.Then we can only continue the topic just now and introduce the two people behind us."Your Majesty, this Hendry bracken, nephew of Lord Janos bracken, Earl of hedgerow."The brown haired young man standing next to pettil looked a little nervous. It seemed that he had been frightened by wesselis's words just now."Your Majesty."Hendry quickly imitated his little finger and bowed deeply, almost kneeling on the ground."This is Sir balistan selmi, the captain of his majesty Robert's Imperial Guard.""Your Majesty."When the white haired knight was called, he couldn't continue to lower his head and pretend to be a fool. He could only take a deep breath, and then looked at wesselis with bright eyes.He just hoped that wesselis had forgotten himself.To his disappointment, however, wesselis still remembered him."Well, sir barristan hasn't seen you for a long time."Wesselis just nodded to the captain of the Imperial Guard and said hello, but he didn't say much, which made him worry about gain and loss.Then little finger sorted out his emotions, and then officially began to talk about the purpose of the mission.Robert finally couldn't withstand the pressure.The defeat of the two World Wars made him realize that ghosts could not be defeated by human power, so he thought of the red robed witch who disappeared after the war of Winterfell.She once said that the night king is ice and the magic dragon is fire. Only the turbulent dragon flame can defeat the night king.The simultaneous recovery of the night king and the magic dragon symbolizes that this is a song of ice and fire. If you want to defeat the night king, you can only turn to wesselis for help.Robert fled all the way from Lindong city to twin river city, and then tossed and turned at night. Finally, after the consultation of his staff and serious consideration for a long time, he stubbornly sent ravens to Junlin and asked his adoptive father Jon Erin to arrange the matter.But he himself was so embarrassed that he didn't even write a handwritten letter for help.But of course, Robert didn't have any good intentions under the banner of asking wesselis for help.This time, when the mission left Junlin, it was almost beating gongs and drums. For fear that someone did not know that the Iron Throne asked the tangorian family for help, hoping that the other party could lend a helping hand.This is a well-known conspiracy. However, the people of Junlin naturally don't think about any conspiracy and conspiracy. They just cheered and seemed to see hope.But of course, it was definitely not arranged by Robert. Although Robert was soft, he still wanted face.And Jon Erin is alive and well at his age. He knows that the face is useless. Only when he laughs at the end is the victory."Strange ghosts, magic dragons, savages... And so on. These things that can easily tear us apart appear one after another like legends.""Let them kill each other. Only in this way can the world become better."
