Chapter 154 Struggling

"And besides money, the most important thing is the soldiers."

After Jon Arryn had finished talking about the borrowing, the task was turned over to the Chancellor of the Exchequer.

"Understood, Lord Erin."

The fat Chancellor of the Exchequer sat on the right hand of King Robert, and hurriedly moved his chair back with a big belly, then stood up and took over the task.

If the Prime Minister is the king's most important right-hand man, the Chancellor of the Exchequer is the second most important post after the Prime Minister.

And although the old duke tried his best, he couldn't do anything by himself. At such an old age, he would have lost half his life by sailing at sea for more than a month to go to Braavos.

"His Majesty."

"Not long ago we called for a counter-insurgency war against the Iron Islands, and it is not easy to organize the soldiers again now."

"While the loan is in place and the rewards are distributed, you are also required to contribute."

Although the king is an idiot, his character is forthright and informal, and has a strong affinity.

Especially popular among the soldiers at the bottom. In the Usurper War, Robert didn't mind sleeping in the grass pit with the soldiers, eating a bowl of unbearable meals, and even fighting side by side in the front line.

In this regard, King Robert is actually very similar to Viserys, who also has a high prestige in the Andalus Legion.

In addition to the blessings of various nobles, bloodlines, and beliefs on the top of his head, and he has won many battles, he has never lost a single battle so far.

Another reason is naturally that he has never put on any airs, and he is also very friendly. Except for the crown on his head, he even dresses like ordinary civilians.

For Viserys, simple and clean clothes are enough. On the contrary, he does not like the gorgeous clothes that must be worn for important occasions.

All kinds of belts and decorations on the body, the whole body is shining like a human-shaped light bulb

He also doesn't need to use fancy clothes to elevate his status or distinguish himself from commoners.

but.

Viserys' elder brother, Prince Rhaegar, has a higher reputation among the nobles.

One is the grass roots rolling in the mud, and the other is the silver peacock high above.

During the imperial meeting of the Red Fort, preparations for this expected war began.

And in the distant Andalos.

A month passed quietly.

An autumn rain is coming.

Viserys was standing on an observation deck of the castle, leaning on the cold and hard window, overlooking the endless Andalos below.

This is the city of miracles he created in just over six years. From the very beginning, the soldiers built a simple wooden castle, and then began to migrate the surrounding Andal villages. The threat of violence finally formed the prototype of Andalus.

And Viserys watched it gradually expand from that time, and finally grew to the size it is today. Overlooking the main roads below, the houses are scattered in all directions, and several local chambers of commerce have even been established in taverns, brothels, and inns.

but

Viserys looked at the city he created with his own hands, and suddenly thought of the Nine-folded Palace and the giant red temple he saw in Pantos, as well as the Sea King's Palace and the Titan Giant in Braavos, and his heart moved slightly.

He was wondering if he wanted to build a spectacle in Andalos?

Enhance the sense of belonging, pride and cohesion of the people.

However, this thought only passed through Viserys' mind for a while, and then disappeared without a trace.

Poverty is the original sin.

Then the young king held onto the crenel and sighed, then turned around and looked behind him. There was a man wearing a metal mask standing behind him.

His body is extremely thin, and his whole body is tightly wrapped. Except for the two openings at the eyes of the mask, all the rest of the skin is wrapped, including the neck, which is wrapped with white gauze, which is not exposed. cents.

His standing posture is also a bit strange, holding the wall behind him, panting slightly, as if he is competing with himself, trying to make himself stand up.

Viserys stood there and looked at the once brave knight who had become this way. There was some regret in his eyes, and he opened his mouth several times to say something, but in the end he persuaded him. If you give up, you swallow it back.

"Bessie."

"It's truly a miracle that you survived."

This man, who was tightly wrapped and wearing a metal mask, was once Viserys' personal bodyguard, Bessie, the son of an Andal warrior with a seven-pointed star engraved on his shoulders.

But this Kingsman or the son of a warrior, it is a miracle that he survived such a terrifying disaster now, but he is destined to be unable to pick up his sword again in the second half of his life and become a crippled man.

But Bessie was unwilling to lie in the hospital bed for the rest of her life after she was lucky enough to save her life. When Viserys visited him, he made a request to Viserys.

He hopes that he can still become the king's bodyguard. He firmly believes that he can stand up again and become a useful person. He hopes that His Majesty the King can give him a chance.

And Viserys was holding Bessie's black and cracked palm at that time, and in addition to being surprised, he saw some kind of persistence in his eyes.

Eventually Viserys nodded in agreement.

However, although Bessie saved her life, she still has a long and difficult road to stand up.

Hearing Viserys' voice, the knight who was competing with him raised his head slightly, and then said in a hoarse voice.

"It's no miracle that I survived, Your Majesty."

"It is the gods in the sky who think I can still protect me, gracious Virgin."

Next Bessie wanted a tirade, but Viserys had heard him tell his story several times.

Bessie is a faithful believer of the Seven Gods, with the sign of the seven-pointed star engraved on his shoulder. He is the son of a warrior who was chosen by the village back then.

In that fire, he rushed in alone to save his mother and Daenerys, but as soon as he entered the fire, he lost his way, the smoke inside was filled with smoke, and finally Bessie was smashed by a ceiling above her head. on the ground.

Fortunately, the ceiling gave him a certain amount of insulation and space, and he could finally be rescued.

And he was trapped in a small corner before suffocating and fainting, praying to the seven gods.

therefore.

He always believed that the reason why he was able to miraculously survive was that the seven gods in the sky heard his prayers and finally took action to save his life.