Game of Thrones: Wrath of the Sleeping Dragon

"Just listen to my arrangements, and I promise you will be foolproof."

The wealthy business governor continued to whisper in Visiris's ear.

"Um."

Veserys nodded slightly, saying nothing.

He didn't know what Illyrio's arrangement was, but now the governor hasn't shown that he wants to turn back, so there is still room for cooperation and use.

After all, even if Veselis had a variety of means and arrangements, he is naturally still deep in the center of Pantos. I don't know how many soldiers surround this place. If you are not careful, there will still be danger.

Subsequently.

Sitting on the ivory and golden throne according to the procedure, Prince Pantos recited the names of the governors aloud.

"Turner, Hall, Scott, Cecil... Mopatis."

Prince Pantos recited the last names of the governors one by one.

And every governor who was called by his name sat in his seat and nodded slightly, at least on the surface of respect.

Then Prince Pentos expressed his gratitude to these governors who worked hard for the city-state.

The governors also stood up at this time, clenched a fist on their chest, and responded to the prince’s gratitude, expressing their willingness to express their allegiance to the prosperity of Pantos and the prince together.

Wow...

Then he sat back to his original position.

This is the standard etiquette under the special system of Pantos, an ancient city-state.

Although the prince of Pantos is a puppet, he is still the head of the city-state who is theoretically elected jointly and deserves respect.

Visiris, on the other hand, sat in the seat next to the prince and did not get up, with his back leaning on the soft backrest, his fingers tapping the handrail lightly, his eyes calmly watching the ceremony in the palace rotunda.

Standing behind Prince Rodney were three officials in charge, holding their respective ritual vessels, scales, whips, and swords.

The performance of the prince himself now is different from that of two years. Although he was still dull on weekdays, Viselis saw a different color in his eyes when he presided over festivals and visited city-states.

He even suddenly wondered if the prince who was scared to pee from the throne was pretending to be?

Because at that time there was really no better reason to leave that hot **** throne.

Veserys thought about it carefully. Under such a situation, if he took the initiative to stand up as a prince who escaped from the throne, it might as well be dragged down as a fool.

Boom...

And at this moment.

A melodious bell ringing came from the red temple in the distance, symbolizing that the new year has arrived at midnight.

"New Year arrived."

"Respect the gods of the sky, and bless Pantos with good weather in the coming year."

Wow...

The Governors of Pantos once again toasted together.

"At the same time, I would like to thank our distinguished guests. Your arrival has added a touch of color to Pantos."

Prince Pantos spoke.

The guard standing next to Viselis had already checked the wine in the glass for him, and then whispered a few words in Viselis' ear.

"Thank the prince for his hospitality..."

Viselis also raised the wine glass in his hand, then took a sip on his lips and then put it down.

However, at this moment, someone suddenly interrupted Viselis.

"Are you not good at drinking? Your Majesty the King of the Seven Kingdoms."

Veselis only sips slightly when facing Prince Pantos's toast.

A Governor whose name Viselis didn't know suddenly spoke.

He is the governor sitting in the fifth position on the right half of Prince Pantos. He is wearing a black animal skin cloak. Although his hair is gray, his eyes are bright.

Most of the governors in the entire Prince's Palace are gray-haired old men, and Illyrio can even be considered young.

"Oh, sorry."

Then the governor shook his head self-consciously.

"I forgot that you just came of age after your naming day this year, and now—"

"You may not be able to drink alcohol yet."

The Governor of Pantos suddenly made a provocation, and it did not exceed many people's expectations.

Only the prince sitting on the throne of gold and ivory was a little pale, while in other places there were many governors who were whispering and even laughing lowly, wanting to see if the hair of Viselis was not growing. How Qi's little devil coped.

Viselis heard the provocation in the other party's words, frowned slightly while holding the wine glass, and looked at the governor on the opposite side of the rotunda.

"You are right."

"The royal education I received from my childhood told me that people who regard alcohol as their fate are either stupid or good."

Visiris's words seemed to be asking if the other party was mentally handicapped.

"and also…"

"Sorry, who are you?"

Veselis had just been talking with Bellerion a little distracted, so he didn't remember the name of the governor.

However, he remembered that the other party's main industry seemed to be alcohol.

Viserys's words fell into the rotunda and laughed again, but this time it was not aimed at Viserys.

These governors also fight on weekdays, so naturally they are not monolithic. They laughed at him when they saw him deflated.

The gray-haired wine merchant Governor's face became visibly stiff, and a sullen anger rose up, and his eyes flashed with coldness.

As the governor with great power in the city-state, his manor is full of wealth.

The servants and workers who serve him can fill up the whole street, and he only needs to pay the salary that can feed them.

But even so, every day I don't know how many poor people come to his mansion to pray, hoping to get such a job opportunity.

Because the Governors of Pantos monopolized various industries, the poor had no way out but to work for them, otherwise they would starve to death on the streets.

The endless accumulation of **** capital made him feel a little ecstatic, feeling that he had already become the omnipotent ‘god’.

Even if it is the horse king of Dothraki~www.novelmt.com~ there is a large army, but they are not united to play and applaud.

Therefore, he is also one of the governors who coveted Vesselis Dragon.

If Pantos obtains the dragon, he will use gold coins to hire a mercenary group, continue to conquer other city-states, open up the market to accumulate capital, and then use the capital to hire a stronger army.

This is the dream of these radicals.

However, this young man who was not his grandson seemed to have taken him seriously.

"Governor Byrne Rupert."

"A self-esteem red wine dealer thinks that the Pantos people will drink the red wine he makes."

And when the atmosphere was a little cold, another Governor who had not dealt with Rupert sneered and said.

"However, his wine is far from Qingting Island's."

The banquet has just begun, but the atmosphere in the venue has become a little weird.