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The Amori Lodge were ugly, murderous, and did not seem to be very intelligent.

As he left the camp in the Magic Mountain, he glanced curiously at a big fat man with blond hair and beard. The fat man has a majestic face, but a sad face, and anyone can see that he is very uncomfortable with such a rush.

Amori Lodge had never seen this fat man. The fat man's eyebrows and eyes look exotic, and his skin is particularly white, just like a woman's skin. He didn't have any sword on his waist. It seems that this person can't be the bachelor that the magic mountain brought back from King's Landing, the bachelor will wear a gray bachelor's robe, it can't be a gold-like robe of high-grade silk, look at the jade belt around the fat man's waist, it is worth a lot of money.

The Magic Mountain led the army to war, and with a mysterious big fat man who could not fight, which made Amori Loch quite understandable.

After Amori left, the magic mountain issued orders in succession, and the soldiers led by the arrows Angela, Sweetmouth Raff, the executioner Dunsen, and the neurotic Polivier left one after another.

Inside the tent were the Magic Mountain and the big fat man Illyrio Moptis.

Illyrio grimaced, barely squeezing out a smile at the Magic Mountain.

"How long has it been since the Doge rode a horse?" said the Magic Mountain, rising and pouring Illyrio a glass of wine from the Riverlands, Summer Red.

"For more than 20 years, I'm used to riding in a carriage. "Illyrio tries to maintain the demeanor of a governor. At Pantos's house, it was time for him to lie in bed and receive a massage from the young and beautiful little girl Reese.

"A carriage with a bed?"

"Uh, yes," Illyrio smiled apologetically, as if he had made a mistake in the carriage with the bed.

On today's march, Illyrio nearly fell off his horse. This is a bit of a change for Illyrio, who was a fierce mercenary when he was young.

More than 20 years of good life have turned Illyrio into a truly pampered nobleman. It is true that he could no longer ride a horse for long periods of time on the rugged border mountain roads. In the end, Magic Mountain had to arrange for three soldiers to take care of him before and after.

"As far as I know, your swordsmanship twenty years ago was also top-notch, and the Governor was a first-class assassin in a free trade city-state. ”

"Yes, but I can't go back in time. Illyrio shook the summer red in his hand. This wine has a bit of sweet and sour flavor and tastes great.

"You have everything, why are you still thinking about investing in the Targaryens? want to help this family that has reached the end of its rope to sit on the Iron Throne of Westeros again, if you fail, what will you lose, if you succeed, what will you gain?"

Illyrio looked at the Demon Mountain in front of him, and the words of the Demon Mountain made his back all cold sweat.

In a country, talking to the generals of this country about how to plot to overthrow the regime of that country, no matter how you answer, is like walking on thin ice.

The speed at which the wine in Illyrio's hand shook slightly, and he really didn't know what the Demon Mountain's intentions were. How to answer this question? A comprehensive veto is the safest, but if Moshan shows so sure that he knows these secrets of him, and lies to someone like Moshan, will the consequences be unimaginable?

But if you are honest and honest, once you admit it, will you be even more unable to turn back.

"General, I just want to live. Illyrio replied, "I will be grateful that the General has spared my life with his noble hand, and I swear that I will never set foot on Westeros again for the rest of my life." ”

That's the truth. He replied with a truth, but did not answer the question of the Magic Mountain. Illyrio is too sleek. Faced with the question of the magic mountain, he didn't know how to answer. When it comes to supporting the Targaryens, if one word is wrong, he may fall to the ground.

Illyrio took a sip of Summer Red, his mouth filled with bitterness, and the taste of the wine had all changed.

The Mountain is relaxed, and neither Illyrio nor Varys pose a real threat to him, unless they pay a fortune for the Faceless of Braavos to assassinate him.

And in the dungeon of King's Landing, there is an assassin Jakun Hegar from Braavos, who is imprisoned in the Red Keep of King's Landing with the unarmed canine fighter Fangs of the Colosseum in the Flea Nest Underground Colosseum, and the owner of the Colosseum, Rolger, if Varys knows Jaqun's true identity and rescues Jakun Hegar through the tunnels of the Red Keep, he can let Jaqun assassinate the Demon Mountain without spending a penny.

The Assassins of Braavos would not kill anyone unless someone paid a staggering sum of money, or a believer who devoutly gave his or her own life. But people only know the rules of Braavos's Faceless Ones for money and killing, but they don't know that there is also a rule of exchanging lives for lives.

"A million golden dragons, I can ask one of the best Braavos assassins to come and kill me. The Magic Mountain raised his glass to Illyrio, "I calculated the time, your people went from Pantos to Braavos, entered the Black and White Courtyard, negotiated good business, paid money, the Faceless Ones of Braavos crossed the sea, first to King's Landing, and then to the West, and finally found me through various means, this time will take more than three months, so, the ransom time I give you a million gold dragons, I want to determine within two months." After more than two months and one days, and your money didn't reach King's Landing, I killed you, and then Varys. ”

Illyrio's fat face twitched, and a cold sweat broke out on his neck.

"From King's Landing to Pentos, twenty days is enough time at the speed of your merchant ship, the distance in a straight line, and more than forty days back and forth, and give your butler fifteen days to prepare this money, and we have five days to spare. ”

The magic mountain was accurate, and it caused despair to rise in Illyrio's heart. Every point that the Magic Mountain said was accurate, like a prophet. Could it be that the mysterious blood wizard who can see the prophecy through blood is the Demon Mountain himself?

"My lord, if there is a storm, heavy rain, or strong wind, the course will deviate. Illyrio said with a smile.

"Extreme weather can really cause the ship to deviate from its course, so if you don't have money in two months, you can only blame God for taking your life. Actually, I don't want to kill you, because it will add another blood feud between Daenerys and me, but I've figured out how to deal with Daenerys' dragon. ”

"Dragons?" Illyrio looked puzzled, "Daenerys doesn't have dragons. ”

"I know now she only has three dragon eggs. The Magic Mountain smiled mysteriously, "Lord Illyrio, you and Varys, together with Prince Michiro and the head of the Golden Regiment, conspired to marry Daenerys to Drogo Kao, and then use Drogokao's Dothraki cavalry, 10,000 mercenaries of the Golden Regiment, and 40,000 Dorne warriors of Dorne to lead troops to attack the continent of Westeros and take the opportunity to regain the Iron Throne when the ice wolves and lions were bitten and the Seven Kingdoms were in turmoil."

The Magic Mountain paced back and forth beside Illyrio, watching as the Doge's face finally turned pale and bloodless, "But this plan of yours will soon fail, Mistoin has been dead for two years, and soon, your king Viserystan Glulian will also die, and you will soon be informed of his death." ”

Illyrio chuckled, "Lord Magic Mountain is really joking. "Illyrio knows that Viserys is now by Drogo Kao's side.

"You will receive this sad news soon. Magic Mountain laughed, Viserys is not a king, he is paranoid and cruel, he is indecisive, he can neither judge the time nor measure the situation, his heart is higher than the sky and his life is thinner than paper, how can you and Varys such a shrewd person rack their brains to support him as king? Of course, you can still support Daenerys after Viserys' death, but soon, Drogo Kao will also die, whether you and Varys accept it or not, this plan of you and Prince Dorou will completely fail. ”

Illyrio's mouth widened, his eyes widened, his stubby and fat neck turned mechanically with the footsteps of the Magic Mountain, his face full of horror, but he himself was unaware of his gaffe.

The Magic Mountain stopped, turned around, and looked at Illyrio, whose face was full of horror: "Lord Doge, although I am now a sword and you are a fish, my future is also a dead end, if the West is defeated, I will definitely die, if the West is defeated, I will definitely die, if the West is defeated, Lord Tywin will also die in order to entrap Dorne, so I actually want to find some real allies who can support each other." ”