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Published at 24th of June 2024 06:34:39 AM


Chapter 57

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Wesselis held the handwritten letter of the sea king bravos in his hand and fell into silence.


The whole hall was silent.

Everyone looked at the little king sitting on the throne. They didn't know what was written in the letter. It was highly confidential, but they seemed to see embarrassment from the face of wesselis.

Then, without words, wesselis handed over the handwritten letter of the sea king to Sir Jeffrey.

For this fleet commander, wesselis had no doubt. After all, without each other, he and his mother would have died long ago.

Even according to the original track, he and his mother, Queen Leila, fled to Longshi island. With the shock of the fleet, the Acting City Master and other talents did not dare to murder their orphan and widowed mother.

Even if the storm was about to destroy the targaryan fleet, wesselis did not know the details in the middle. Perhaps the illegitimate son and others wanted to hand over the wesselis brothers and sisters to baratheon, or other plans.

But with the help of Sir William, he finally fled to ESSOS and began a long exile.

So wesselis naturally has unconditional trust in the old jazz and the coach.

If he needed to make a medal of the king's hand now, perhaps wesselis would give it directly to Sir Jeffrey.

The gray haired old jazz did not refuse, took the letter directly from wesselis, and looked at it carefully.

Wesselis's eyes fell back on the two bravos messengers.

"In fact, my mother, Empress Dowager Layla tangaryan, is dead."

Wesselis rose from the stone cold throne, and the sunlight on both sides of the hall came in, forming columns of light covered with dust, which fell on the ground.

"Your Majesty, I beg your pardon."

As a messenger, Clare, mayor of bravos, once again slightly saluted to express his condolences to wesselis. In fact, they knew the news when they got off the ship.

"Please allow us to pay tribute to this kind and great empress dowager when we leave Longshi island."

However, wesselis just waved his hand. He knew that these were just the polite words of the messenger.

The other party didn't even know that tangaryan could still speak valerian. For her mother, Queen Leila, perhaps she had only heard the name.

"Messenger, please stay on Longshi island for a while."

"I need to think about what Lord ferrego antalyon wrote in his letter."

Wesselis now hesitated about this matter. When he got this letter, wesselis could confirm that the other party was indeed an envoy from bravos.

However, there was some hesitation about whether to really go to bravos for an appointment with wesselis.

Although today's little king defeated several plots of the iron throne, and followed the fleet to fight a beautiful turnaround in the broken boat Bay, which strongly boosted his morale.

But for baratheon, the balance of power is still quite different.

The other party is like having ten fingers. He just took the opportunity to break one finger. If the other party clenched his fists, he could easily shoot him to death on Longshi island.

After all, it's too close to westero, almost close.

Wesselis has no sense of security on Longshi island. Although he knows that King Robert has no warships now, he is still afraid that when he wakes up, Longshi island will be surrounded by ships that can't be seen.

So wesselis has been thinking about how to give up Longshi island and lead the fleet and people to the mainland east of the narrow sea.

Take a heel there and develop at ease. Only in this way can you save your brother and sister's lives and avoid living a wandering life.

Wesselis had no clue about this before. After all, as the old Sir said, the free trade city-state seemed loose, but it rejected the invasion of foreign forces.

Wesselis did not dare to lead the fleet to invade Aesop, which was tantamount to cutting off his own way back.

Now this letter from the sea king of bravos gives him another possibility.

Wesselis hesitated slightly.

This idea is very good and bold, but it will also bear considerable risks.

If braavos has a bad intention, it is also possible to tie him up and send him to King's landing in exchange for a valuable reward.

But wesselis believes that a living self, who can add trouble to the iron throne, is far more important than the insignificant reward for the iron Treasury.

So wesselis actually had such an answer when he hesitated in his heart.

But he still lacks a person to support him in doing so, which makes him have more courage to firm his inner thoughts.

This is equivalent to a gamble and game.

Perhaps this is one of the reasons why bachelor Daniel thinks wesselis is better than Prince rega.

He will try to redeem himself in difficulties, never give up, and always put forward some unexpected ideas.



"Obey your Majesty's arrangement."

The two messengers from bravos naturally had no objection to wesselis's arrangement.

After all, this is a secret conversation between the little king of tangaryan and their sea king. They just act as a messenger in the middle and serve the overall situation.

Then wesselis waved his hand slightly, and the guards led the two messengers out first to arrange a temporary rest in the castle. They still need to discuss the matter.

When the two messengers withdrew, sir Jeffrey, sitting in the chair next to the throne on the other side, also read the whole handwritten letter from the sea king.

Like wesselis, the old man was slightly lost in thought.

However, the old Sir was silent for a long time, raised his head slightly, and was just about to open his mouth to say something, but he stopped talking and looked at wesselis.

The little king had experienced too much sophistication, and his eyelashes were empty. Naturally, he understood the old man's meaning.

Then he waved his hand again and held back the guards around.

Soon.

There were only two of them, old and young, left in the whole hall, and then wesselis turned his head.

"Maybe I should make you a medal of the hand of the king."

"Lord Jeffrey."

The silver haired boy wore a ruby gold crown. Under the oblique sunlight, his small figure was elongated to the height of an adult. A pair of lavender eyes glittered and joked.

The old jazz was just about to say something, but wesselis interrupted, with a wry smile on his face.

"People like me don't have the talent and moral character to be the former prime minister."



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