Game of Thrones: Battle Royale Game

"I want to see Lord Illyrio, please take me to him." Ian walked out of the room and said to the servant.

"Yes, sir." The servant nodded respectfully, then turned and walked deeper into the courtyard.

Ian followed him, passed through the pavilion corridor and the small garden, and came to the front of a tall white building. The huge red painted wooden door was blocked by four Unsullied ones.

"Lord Darry, please let me go in and report first." After learning about Ian's purpose from the servant, the captain of the Unsullied said to Ian in blunt common language.

Ian naturally had no objection and nodded in agreement.

The Unsullied turned around and entered the door. A minute later he walked out and opened the door for Ian: "Please come in, my lord, Lord Illyrio is waiting for you."

Ian nodded and walked into Illyrio's bedroom.

After passing through a corridor that was very bright under the candlelight, Ian came to the living room outside Illyrio's dormitory.

At this moment, Illyrio was sitting on a chair in the living room. He looked at Ian who walked in, and stretched out his hand to make a gesture to sit down.

"Governor Illyrio." Ian gave a slight salute.

"Lord Darry," Illyrio nodded in return, "Why do you come to me so late? What's the matter?"

"Your Majesty the Governor, there is something I have been hesitating about all night, but in the end I thought I needed to report it to you."

"What's the matter?" Seeing Ian's expression so serious, Illyrio also sat upright.

"Prince Hazan seems to want to make friends with you through me. He proposed to me that I marry his sister." Ian said with a very troubled expression.

"You agreed?"

"Of course not," Ian waved his hand quickly, "I told him that I still need to consider that after all, your true position is inconsistent with his. We will eventually break up with Hazan and the others. There is no way I will agree to this marriage." Ian said Then he added awkwardly, "However, it is not easy to refuse this matter. I am worried that Hazan will regard this as a humiliation to him, so I thought of coming to you, hoping that you can give me some advice. "

"I have never heard that Hazan has a sister before. However," Illyrio thought for a moment, then nodded, "I think you can agree to his proposal, if your heart is hard enough."

"What?"

"At least in the short term, this won't be a bad thing. Keeping it ambiguous is exactly what we need. When it comes time to really meet, you just have a falling out with your wife's natal family. This kind of thing is difficult to maintain. It happens every time Stroh takes revenge in war.”

"Aren't you worried that I will be won over by Hazan and the others in this process?" Ian asked strangely.

"The fact that you can come and tell me this news now has proven your loyalty, and," Illyrio looked into Ian's eyes,

"I believe in you, Ian. We are embarking on the greatest undertaking of all time, and you will go down in history as the Hand of the King to Aegon VI Targaryen. I believe that a mere woman cannot sway you. will."

"Lord Illyrio," Ian was 'deeply moved', "I will never betray your trust."

"So," Ian asked immediately, "Hazan's sister invites me to go to the Red Temple tomorrow, and I will go too?"

"You can make your own judgment on these minor issues... In short, your purpose is to make Hazan think that he is not far away from gaining my support. When necessary, I can also cooperate with you to take some actions."

"I understand," Ian nodded, and then seemed to suddenly remember something, "By the way, I have one more thing to ask you for help.

Isn’t the wedding of Her Royal Highness the Princess and King Ma coming soon? But I found that I didn’t have any gifts that were worth it. "

"This is normal," Illyrio nodded, not surprised by this, "You are indeed not very rich now, so let's do it like this. I will prepare your gift for you, and my servant will report it directly when you attend the wedding. your name."

"Would that make me look insincere?"

"Sincerity? Interesting statement."

"In fact, I would rather choose the gift myself. If it can leave a deep impression on Khal Drogo, it will also help me get along with Drogo in the future."

Ian put on a playful smile and said, not treating Illyrio as an outsider at all, "As for this gift, you have to sponsor it."

"Hahaha, you kid." Illyrio shrugged, "Okay, what do you want to give me?"

"I don't have any good ideas yet. I wonder what you plan to give me?"

"Three dragon egg fossils." Illyrio had nothing to hide, and Ian would know it in a few days anyway.

"Dragon eggs?!" Ian asked in surprise, "Are there still dragon eggs in the world?"

"If it's a dragon egg fossil, there are many more in the world."

"Can I take a look at them?" Ian seemed suddenly interested. "I really want to know what's so magical about this thing that allowed the Targaryen family to conquer all of Westeros."

"It was the dragon that conquered Westeros, and this is just an egg, and it's so late," Illyrio was a little troubled at first, but the current situation seemed inappropriate to say no.

"Okay," Illyrio chose to agree, "Come with me, I will take you to my treasure room, and you can choose one from my collection as your gift to the newlyweds. And I will give it to you by the way. Look at those dragon eggs."

After saying that, Illyrio stood up from the chair and walked out of the living room, with Ian following behind him.

They were led by four Unsullied to the back of Illyrio's chamber, where there was a small sanctuary of R'hllor.

"Does your Excellency the Governor believe in the Red God?" Ian asked casually.

"Almost all the nobles of Pentos are followers of the Lord of Light, but" Illyrio opened the door of the temple with the key, "this temple has been here long before I was born."

When Ian heard this, he couldn't help but laugh dryly.

That's right, such a huge mansion in the most luxurious area of ​​​​the central area of ​​​​Pantos, of course, could not have been built by Illyrio himself. It must have belonged to other big shots before.

But now, the noble and great owners of this house have long since faded into the dust of history, and this place has become Illyrio's possession.

After following Illyrio into the sanctuary, and then watching him push open a bronze door in the basement, Ian felt a slight chill.

Illyrio used a torch to light up the kerosene lamps hanging on the walls around the small treasure room. The entire basement instantly lit up, and Illyrio's collections also appeared in front of Ian's eyes.

The orange firelight was very warm, which made the chill on Ian's body lessen a bit.

"Please feel free to visit and choose one as your gift at the Horse King's wedding." Illyrio said generously.

Ian nodded without answering, because his eyes were already attracted by the treasures in front of him.

Ian carefully picked up a mechanical clock. It was made of gold-plated brass and had a crystal base studded with agate, emerald and tourmaline.

"This is a magical time machine. It is said that the craftsmen of Braavos were inspired to create it based on an instrument from a certain place. It can tell you what time of day it is now through the hands on it. What time." Illyrio was very satisfied with the shocked expression on Ian's face.

Chapter 2: I didn’t pass the trial, I’m numb