"My lord, you are really terrible, you can endure for such a long time, and you don't show the slightest abnormality at all, I even thought that I had gained your trust, but I didn't expect it to be just wishful thinking. Can you tell me what caused you to be so unusually vigilant, and what made you so distracted from money, power, and status?"

After being revealed, Blanco sat down very easily, as if he was not worried about whether he would be killed.

Zhang Cheng stared at the old mercenary who suddenly became presumptuous with interest, and asked with a smile: "Are you sure you want to know? Or are you just planning to delay for a while? Remember, don't use your little tricks on me." ”

"No, I'm not stalling for time, but Lord Varys is nearby. If you want to see him, why don't you just come with me?" Blanco stood up and made a gesture of please.

"Oh, he's nearby?" Zhang Cheng's eyes flashed with a hint of discoloration.

You must know that he has been secretly tracking the other party for a long time, and originally thought that the "dead eunuch" Bacheng was going to the Eastern Continent to hide, but he never expected that he would be under his nose.

Blanco nodded meaningfully, "That's right, think about it, why should I send out the number of troops and defenses in Old Town?"

"I see...... He took refuge in my enemy, or he intended to do something with my enemy. Zhang Cheng touched his chin with a thoughtful expression.

He wasn't too surprised that Varys had joined Eric's side, after all, the eight-clawed spider was best at approaching someone as a friend, and when the other person let his guard down, he would quietly stab him with a fatal stab.

Lord Varys's original plan was to maintain the balance of power, so that the two of you would slowly wear each other down, or even die together. However, two days ago, I learned that you plan to support Daenerys in restoring the Targaryen dynasty, and he has slightly modified the content of the plan, intending to let you win this war at a certain cost. Blanco said as he led the way out the door.

"At a certain price, his original intention was to weaken my strength as much as possible, so as to ensure that Daenerys would not be overthrown when she sat on the Iron Throne, right?" Zhang Cheng, who followed behind, sneered and sarcastically said.

Sometimes it was really hard for him to understand what the octopus spider was doing all it could to restore the rule of House Targaryen at all costs.

Obviously, as a man with a broken root, Varys could never have thought anything about the young and beautiful Daenerys, in fact, it was not Daenerys who he initially supported, but the idiot Viserys.

Secondly, Varys does not show much enthusiasm for money and power, and even Littlefinger admits that his old rival is invulnerable because he has no desires and no desires, and only then will he never be blinded by interests.

In the end, the octopus-clawed spider has no relatives at all, let alone offspring, even if he has more wealth and power, he cannot pass it on to his descendants, and there is no way to establish a family, which means that no one will be truly willing to be loyal to him.

In short, Zhang Cheng couldn't find a plausible reason to explain Varys's motives.

Blanco seemed to sense something, and whispered without looking back, "I think you must be wondering why Lord Varys is so persistent in making the Targaryen bloodline the master of the Iron Throne, right?"

"Isn't it strange to you that he did not hesitate to create a terrible war to achieve this goal, killing tens of thousands of civilians. Could it be that the bloodline of the Targaryen family is so magical?"

Although he had never been to this place before, he confirmed that this place was the notorious "black market" in the old town, based on the sneaky figures in the neighborhood and the wary eyes that constantly flashed through the cracks in the doors and windows.

Don't think that this "black market" only refers to the sale of stolen goods, but also includes a series of illegal transactions such as slaves, drugs, weapons and armor, and it is said that as long as a person is rich enough, he can buy anything he wants on the black market.

"Hehe, I'll leave that to Lord Varys. We have arrived, please come in. Blanco stopped in front of an old wooden house.

"The most dangerous place is the safest place. Dear Varys, you have chosen the perfect place to hide. Zhang Cheng muttered to himself, and took the initiative to push open the broken wooden door that was about to rot.

With the help of a dim oil lamp, I vaguely saw a chubby man sitting at the table, sipping on a night of steaming fish soup.

There is no doubt that he is none other than Varys, who has disappeared from everyone's sight for a long time.

"Good afternoon, dear friend, I have been looking for you for a long time. Can you please explain what gave you the courage to tear up the covenant you signed before?" Zhang Cheng stepped over the threshold and walked into the room, pretending to be very angry and asked.

"Ah, Lord Mason, please be seated. Come, try the fish soup I cooked with my own hands, it's delicious. You may not know that after I was subjected to inhuman torture and abandonment, I barely survived with a bowl of fish soup. Varys hurriedly stood up and put on a hospitable look.

"No, thanks, I don't like fish soup, it's so fishy. Also, don't try to get around the topic, please answer me, what gave you the courage to tear up the covenant, and what made you think that the First Priestess of the Lord of Light had the ability to kill me?"

I don't know if it's an illusion, he vaguely felt a trace of active magical energy from the dead eunuch.

Varys put down the bowl and sighed bitterly, "Well, why can't you let these things pass? I admit that I did make several fatal mistakes, but they were all caused by mistake. ”

"Misunderstanding?" Zhang Cheng raised his eyebrows in an exaggerated tone.

"Yes, misunderstanding! I always thought you were a careerist, like my old friend Petyr Berish, who sooner or later got his hands on the Iron Throne. But now it seems that you really have no interest in rights, and even if you suddenly have an interest in the future, it is within my acceptable range. Varys explained with a look of sincerity.

"Just because I'm going to be Daenerys' husband?"

"Yes! It is enough to make sure that the owner of the Iron Throne has the blood of House Targaryen in his veins. ”

Staring at the eyes of the dead eunuch that kept flickering, Zhang Cheng subconsciously frowned: "Why? Why are you so insistent on making Targaryen the master of the Iron Throne?

"No, it's not, it's because of a voice, a vision, a prophecy, a ...... you won't understand"

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