Varys glared at the Magic Mountain, he knew that the Magic Mountain was different from others, and the Magic Mountain could do what he said.

The Magic Mountain, synonymous with brutality and horror!

Killing a person is indeed too easy for the Chief Evil of the Seven Kingdoms, and he is now in love with the perverted torturer?!

For Magic Mountain, this is not surprising.

Very normal!

"Magic Mountain, I won't regret my decision. If I could do it again, I would still suggest that Queen Daenerys kill you, you are a real villain, and you do all kinds of evil. You should have died a long time ago. It's just that the gods are napping in the sky and give you a chance to live. Varis' bald head was sweating profusely, his face flushed slightly, and his breathing could no longer be steady. His hands were wrapped in the wide sleeves of his robe, which trembled slightly.

The Varys are already afraid, but the words spoken are the hardest!

Magic Mountain looked at Varys calmly: "Okay, Lord Varys, do you want me to send you back to Daenerys safely again?"

The twist is a bit abrupt. - Because it was the Magic Mountain who said this!

Varys was at a loss for a moment and didn't fit in. If this had come from Littlefinger's mouth, Varys would not have felt such a big gap.

Varys didn't answer, his breathing became even more rapid, and although he tried his best to calm down, the pressure on the Demon Mountain was different from everyone else, and he was afraid of the Demon Mountain, which he couldn't hide.

Magic Mountain suddenly said that he would let him go?

Is this possible?

Varys didn't know.

He felt that he couldn't understand the person of the Demon Mountain. His sharp eyes can see through many people and things, but he can't see through the mind of the magic mountain.

"Varys, I have a way to get you out, do you want to hear or refuse?" said Moshan, his eyes playful, his tone casual, and his expression completely indifferent.

At this moment, Varys realized that he was a little ant under the foot of the Magic Mountain, and as long as the Magic Mountain was crushed, he would die. With a slight lift of his feet, he could quickly climb away and hide in the ant's nest.

"Tell me, Lord Magic Mountain!" Varys tried to make his tone as easy as he could. Why did he see the shadow of Petyr Berish looming behind the Magic Mountain? Is it the magic mountain that Littlefinger has some evil idea to 'instigate'?

In the brutal Magic Mountain, a reckless man with muscles all over his body plays tricks in front of Varys, and Varys still can't understand it, which gives Varys a terrible sense of frustration.

It would be terrible if the magic mountain was not the little finger pointing behind his back, but that he himself had really become smart and scheming and had extraordinary wisdom.

Magic Mountain looked at Varys who was in a tense state lightly, Varys is also a super talent, intrigues and tricks are endless, and he is still a master of disguise and lying, but in front of a deterrent villain, this guy is still timid.

Varys may not be too afraid of death, but there's no doubt that the Magic Mountain is a monster more terrible than death.

Magic Mountain looked at Varys, who was famous for his cunning and cunning, and he enjoyed the feeling of leading Varys away!

This feeling is deep in his heart, very satisfied, very enjoyable, but the surface of the magic mountain is calm and unprosperous.

"Varys, a multiple-choice question, between Lord Lord Metz Tyrell and you, there must be a person who dies extremely tragically, do you choose Mace to die or yourself?"

This multiple-choice question doesn't seem that difficult!

But Varys remained silent for a while. He is a qualified and discreet answering student.

"Magic Mountain, you want to get rid of Master Mace Tyrell?"

"Don't be so ugly, Lord Mace's ancestors were a gardener of the King of the Riverlands, and he became a lord by betraying his king, and this is the glorious history of the Tyrells. Of course, Lord Varys, you can also choose to die yourself, and use your life to save Lord Mace and continue to be the lord of the Riverlands. Someone as kind and upright as you would choose to sacrifice yourself to save others. You are noble. ”

Varys found himself suddenly relaxed.

It seems that the Demon Mountain is just trying to threaten him with his life in order to kill Master Mace Tyrell. If this is not a trap, then you will probably be able to live.

Varys didn't care about the praise of the Magic Mountain, he automatically filtered out the Magic Mountain's appreciation of his noble personality. He looked at the Magic Mountain, and of course he understood that even if he died, the Magic Mountain would not let Metz go.

Magic Mountain just wants to use him to get rid of Mace, a political enemy, the granary of the Seven Kingdoms in the River Bend, and Magic Mountain has taken a fancy to that rich place?

Magic Mountain's ambition is not small.

With the granary in hand, plus the Clegon Legion, basically, the Magic Mountain has the lifeblood of this kingdom.

Then, in the next step, the goal of the Magic Mountain must be the Iron Throne!

Are these plans planned by the Magic Mountain itself, or is there a master behind the Magic Mountain, or is it a think tank team.

The little devil once told Varys that the Magic Mountain had been favored by the evil god and suddenly had a very shrewd mind. At that time, Varys was not convinced, but now, he does.

There are two places in the granary of the Seven Kingdoms, one is the plain of the river bay and the other is the plain of the river land. In contrast, the opulence of the plains of the Bends completely overwhelmed the inter-riverlands. The Lannisters are of course the richest of the seven nations, but there is only one place where the abundance of food and the density of the population and the fertility of the land are suitable: the Bends.

"Lord Magic Mountain, do you want to get the granary of the Riverbend?"

"Die Mace Tyrell or die you, tell me the answer. Demon Mountain asked lightly.

"Dead Mace Tyrellle. ”

"Are you sure that's the right answer?"

"I'm pretty sure. ”

"Well, you do as I tell you, and I'll spare your life. ”

"I'll do what the adults tell me to do. ”

"Sincerely?"

"Sincerely!"

"Aren't you afraid that I'll kill Mace and then kill you?"

"I'm afraid!"

"You want to take a gamble?"

"I broke my oath and it's time to pay my debts. Even if you kill me, I deserve it. ”

Moshan smiled in his heart.

Varys is just very clever.

He wanted to leave safely, not to die. But he didn't kneel down and plead, nor did he ask the demon mountain to swear in the name of the glory of the family and God, but instead said that he deserved it if he was killed.

A eunuch is a eunuch, and there is less of a man's roots and more of a person's heart.

The Magic Mountain was pleased with Varys' answer.

Varys gave him a feeling of complete control, which made the mountain feel comfortable.

Varys respectfully walked up to the Demon Mountain and humbly stretched out his hand: "It's a pleasure to serve you, Lord Demon Mountain. ”

Moshan didn't shake his hand: "Tomorrow I will hold a meeting of the imperial ministers, let me tell you what to do now." ”

"Yes, Lord Moshan. ”

Letting the Magic Mountain guide him on how to frame others gave Varys a rather bizarre feeling. For decades, it was Varys who framed others, spied on other people's secrets, and played with others in applause. This time, in front of the Magic Mountain, it was his turn. Moreover, he did not have the slightest room to resist.

A little ant on the ground can't resist the paw of a magic mountain!

As long as he wants, the magic mountain can pinch Varys to death at any time.

The Magic Mountain walked out of the dungeon, and at the entrance to the dungeon, he saw Dario Naharis.

"You're not going to roll?" Demon Mountain frowned slightly.

"Lord Demon Mountain, please give me back the scimitar and narrow sword. ”

"Who took your scimitar and narrowsword?"

At the entrance to the dungeon, there were many people waiting for the Magic Mountain, including the Minister of Intelligence, Bernie Clegane.

"Lord Magic Mountain, Dario Naharis's scimitar narrowsword is in my room. ”

"Go and bring it out to him. ”

"Yes, sir. Bernie nodded to the guards beside him, and one of them walked away quickly.

The Magic Mountain no longer looked at Dario Naharis and walked towards Meggor Tower.

In the Maigar Building, there is his pregnant wife, Jenny Westerling, and Arya Stark, the Faceling. Magic Mountain has a lot to discuss with the two of them. More than 30,000 Vale and Cregan legions are returning from the King's Road, and many of the Magic Mountain's most needed helpers: Melisandre, Lady Dalty Quintina, Petyr Berry the Littlefinger, and Davos Seaworth, the Onion Knight......

The royal courtiers and generals immediately followed the magic mountain.

Most people are almost going to trot.

Dario Naharis remained alone at the entrance to the dungeon.

He watched the Demon Mountain leave surrounded by a large group of knight generals, and suddenly chased after him: "Lord Demon Mountain, I am willing to be a guard by your side, I can fight and kill the enemy for you, but you need to release Lord Varys." ”

"Get out!" Magic Mountain kept walking.

Before Dario Naharis could say more, he heard the sound of swords coming out of their sheaths, and many of them pressed against his chest and back.

Magic Mountain stood still and looked at Dario Naharis coldly: "If you dare to say another word about the release of Varys, I will cut out your tongue." ”

Dario Naharis slowly raised his hands and stepped back step by step, beyond the seven or eight swords, "Lord Magic Mountain, does the agreement in the dungeon still count?"

"You dare to question my words?" the Magic Mountain shouted in a deep voice.

"Alright, I ask to be officially one of your guards. ”

The Magic Mountain glanced at Dario Naharis, then turned and left. The knights and generals hurried to follow with their swords sheathed, and Dario Naharis joined the group, walking beside Bernie Clegane and extending a friendly hand to the well-dressed little man.

"Lord Bernie Cregan, I'm Dario Naharis. Dario laughed.

"I'm Varys, Dario. You are a contemptible traitor, and I am deeply saddened that Her Majesty Daenerys has such a subordinate as you. Bernie said.

Dario Naharis stood for a moment.

Bernie's voice was exactly the same as Varys's, indistinguishable. The tone of voice, the faint taste of ridicule and banter in the voice, is no different.

Correct!

A dragon roar came from the sky, and Dario Naharis looked up to see the white dragon Viserys, whom he was familiar with. His eyes widened and he was completely stunned - on Viserys's back, there was a woman on it, but judging by that size, it would definitely not be Daenerys.

What's going on?

Viserys suddenly confessed?

He has his own dragon knight?

Dario is Daenerys' dragon training general, but unfortunately, none of them were recognized by Rego or Viserys.

The white dragon glided freely, swept lightly across the sky, flew towards the Meige Tower, and landed on the top of the Meige Tower.

"Who's that?" Dario Naharis said in shock. He hurried to catch up with Bernie Clegane.

"Prince Arrene Martell. ”

"Prince Dorne?"

"Yes!"

"How did she have a dragon from His Majesty Daenerys?"

Daenerys was defeated at sea and reconciled with Lord Magic Mountain. She compensated us with 50,000 horses in exchange for the chance to lead the army back to the other side of the Narrow Sea. ”

Dario Naharis was completely stunned!

He hasn't been in the dungeon for long, but the whole situation in the outside world has changed so drastically.

"You won the naval battle?

"Lord Magic Mountain's dragon is not dead, you are all fooled. Varys' information is long gone. His little birdie is already my little brother. ”

"Lord Magic Mountain's dragon is still alive?"

"Stronger and more invincible than ever, Dragon Flame burned more than 2,000 of Daenerys' warships, and all your warships and merchant ships were burned on the sea. ”

"The navy is all destroyed?"

"Of course!" said Bernie, who was more serious than the truth.

Dario Naharis is incredible!

"I'll tell you a secret why Lord Moshan didn't kill Daenerys, but chose to let her go back. ”

"Why?" said Dario Naharis's mouth full of bitterness.

"Lord Moshan has taken a fancy to Daenerys's beauty, just as she has taken a fancy to Arlene Martell. And Daenerys is more noble, or the one who does not burn. ”

"Nonsense. ”

"What I'm saying is true, Dario Naharis, believe it or not. Otherwise, you give me a reason why the Magic Mountain doesn't kill Daenerys? Her three little dragons? That's no match for the Demon Mountain Dragon. Think about it with your stupid head, why did Daenerys send the dragon to Lord Magic Mountain?"

Bernie lowered his voice: "This can only show one point, Daenerys is infatuated with Lord Magic Mountain, Lord Magic Mountain is not an ordinary man, he is worth ten strong men alone." Hehe, if it weren't for Lady Jenny's imminent delivery, Lord Moshan would have been happy with Daenerys on Dragonstone Island a long time ago. Daenerys has no shortage of men, I know you are one of them, oh my Dario. ”

'Oh my Dario' is Daenerys and Dario's shout to Dario when they reach the peak of their happiness, and the soldiers around Daenerys know this tasteful title.

"You're just an ugly dwarf with a mouth full of lies, and I'm going to cut a few of you and stuff it down your throat someday. Dario Naharis's contemptuous words were accompanied by a gnashing of teeth.

"Come on, Dario Naharis, my little bird is by your side, I already know your details, you are a little pet by Daenerys's side, and Daenerys is about to become the little pet of our Lord of the Magic Mountain. Do you bet a hundred golden dragons? Bet that Daenerys will become our little pet of Lord Magic Mountain. ”

"Get out!" Dario Naharis quickly threw off Bernie Clegane and caught up with the team in front of him. Bernie Clegane's rudeness and shamelessness were disgusting to him. Dario unceremoniously squeezed to the side of the Magic Mountain.

Behind him, Bernie Clegane's grinning laughter still caught in Dario Naharis's ears, and it was very harsh.