Chapter 71: Varys is fired
Chapter 71: Varys is fired
Varys had no idea where he had offended the person across the strait, and he couldn't understand why they were targeting him, the old intelligence chief.
Was he the only former king's subject among the entire Seven Kingdoms?
Varys didn't want to say anything at this moment. As an intelligence chief, he knew all too well that this whole thing was beyond what he could explain with words.
"Press it down!"
Seeing that Varys was speechless, Robert, his face ashen, ordered the Red Robes to take Varys away to await their fate.
"You little punk, even if you're not shit, you're still shit if you get mud on your pants!"
A hint of a smile flickered in the eyes of the red-robed man holding Varys captive.
He is none other than the player [Iron-Pulling Superman].
Just now, after committing suicide while lifting weights, according to the logic of a normal player, he should be floating in the sky as a ghost, or simply log off and wait for his corpse to be thrown into a ditch before resurrecting.
Of course, he could also suddenly strike and try to kill the king.
But after counting the Kingdom Coins he had just received, Lu Tie didn't act rashly. Instead, he immediately brought out the two silver treasure chests that he had just acquired and hadn't even warmed up yet.
One of the items yielded a replica mask, which allows the user to create a replica of the skin of someone they have killed, and can be maintained for 24 hours during the game.
Moreover, this prop has more than just that function.
The most amazing thing about this replica mask is its second function: it can designate someone it has killed to possess!
Although it only lasts for half an hour, it's more than enough for weightlifting.
However, this item has its advantages and disadvantages. It is considered a stealth tool, and the wearer cannot use their skills as a player during this time. Furthermore, if the wearer is killed, they will be forced to cool down for five minutes and then be reassigned to the initial spawn point.
If it weren't for this flaw, he would have drawn his knife and stabbed Robert right then and there while he was lifting weights. Unfortunately, the two white-robed men were blocking him, especially the one named James, whose eyes never left him.
Although it was a pity to miss such a good opportunity, I still managed to restrain myself while lifting weights and knew when to stop.
The other silver treasure chest contains one chance to revive at a designated location.
With these two items at his disposal, the weightlifter directly designated Varys's room as his resurrection location and then possessed a red-robed corpse.
As for the red-robed armor, he's incredibly wealthy now; a set costs twenty-five in the player shop, so he can buy it whenever he wants.
Everything proceeded smoothly according to his plan. He first lured the other Red Robes into Varys's room, and the secret passage and the corpse were discovered naturally.
As for that letter, it certainly wasn't because he was lucky enough to actually uncover an undercover agent.
Instead, he opened a blank envelope from the bronze treasure chest. This envelope could be written by the little fireman, who could draw twenty kingdom coins and write a letter in the same handwriting as the designated person.
He fabricated and discovered all the evidence, so it's fair to say he knew better than Varys himself how wronged he was.
After all, the secret passage was indeed under Varys's control, and the royal family was unaware of it.
"His Majesty!"
The man in the red robe holding the wildfire brushed past the weightlifter.
Seeing the wildfire reignited Robert's barely suppressed emotions. He glared viciously at the murderer whose lips had turned purple from being strangled by rope—the one who had killed his brother.
"An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth!"
The man in the red robe understood, of course, that this was the king's order.
The courtiers present had been advising the king not long ago, but now the hall was silent, and no one spoke, not even the Prime Minister, Eddard Stark.
The scene before him was a stark reminder of the Targaryens' despicable act of sending assassins, colluding with the Minister of Intelligence, and burning the Minister of Justice to death with wildfire. Even someone as impartial as him remained silent and expressionless.
As the wildfire pot got closer and closer, Crescent Moon was overjoyed, because the NPCs couldn't see it.
However, he, the player, and the viewers in the live stream could clearly see the bright game ID and skill description above the red-robed man's head.
The impressive weightlifting maneuver that took down one of the enemy's intelligence ministers had a huge impact on the live stream. In just a short time, Yueya estimated that the gifts and rewards she received amounted to at least 700,000 yuan, and the donations were still pouring in.
"Long live the Targaryens!"
The wildfire instantly engulfed the crescent moon.
Meanwhile, Crescent Moon had already logged off to count her money.
Robert's face darkened. He hadn't seen the scene he was hoping for. The damned assassin hadn't uttered a sound while the wildfire burned!
Ser Jaime Lannister, the Kingsguard who had always kept to himself and remained aloof, now stared intently at the figure on the "burnt embers."
Wildfires cannot kill people in an instant.
Therefore, this person's silence was not due to being burned to death, but rather a testament to his astonishing willpower!
"brush!"
Sir Barristan drew his longsword, strode forward, and killed Crescent Moon with a single blow.
He then turned around, knelt down on one knee before Robert, and said nothing.
Robert glanced at the other person and left with a sentence:
"You did the right thing, Sir Barristan. There's no denying he's a man of honor!"
Then he looked at his little finger:
"Prepare for Renly."
He was unwilling to say more, and after leaving Stannis with the words "recall Stannis," he left the hall under the protection of the Kingsguard.
After the king left, all eyes turned to Prime Minister Ed.
The meaning is self-evident: it's your turn to clean up this mess, Your Excellency.
"What are you all standing there for? All guards, get moving! Check if there are any secret passages connecting to Varys's room! Gentlemen, get to work too! We've lost three Grand Masters in one day!"
Ed said in a deep voice.
"Yes, Prime Minister!"
The scene immediately became bustling with activity.
Crescent Moon, who had just finished counting her money and logged back in, looked at her character, now reduced to ashes, and saw a message on the game interface indicating that she could no longer revive on the spot and could only choose one of the two initial respawn points for players in Panto City. She sighed regretfully.
Reluctantly, they chose to revive at the Pentos camp.
What a pity, I was thinking of taking advantage of the chaos to kill two ministers.
As he sighed, the busy red-robed officials and courtiers disappeared from his sight.
Essos.
Unlike Pentos, who is like a mascot prince, Braavos, once chosen, can serve as the Sea King for life, and his power is greatly amplified.
The current Sea King, Frego Antalion, coughed lightly, wiped his mouth with the handkerchief of his bodyguard, Braavos's chief swordsman, Quello Valentine, and then said:
"I've read the letter. I thought the Targaryens would respond with friendliness, but it seems that after easily acquiring Pentos, our Beggar King has forgotten the friendship of Braavos, even though his secret alliance with Dorne took place in Braavos."
"It's time to punish His Majesty Viserys, whose appetite is growing ever larger."
Frego spoke softly, his face pale, while his bodyguard, Quero, stood silently by, listening without uttering a word.
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