What is it like to be a public enemy of the whole people?
No matter where you go, whether you eat, drink water or sleep, you should be vigilant to prevent being caught by the crowd next second. What's the feeling?
Needless to ask, this is definitely a disastrous and extremely desperate feeling.
Unfortunately!
Warren is experiencing these days for himself.
Although most of the time, the civilians holding a wooden stick are no threat to him, the problem is that there are too many pursuers.
Once he started fighting the first pursuers, thousands of people would soon flock to him.
You know, he is not good at fighting, nor is he good at large-scale destructive spells, nor does he have enough magic energy to support the continuous release of spells.
On the contrary, he is good at avoiding danger.
If he had to participate in a battle, Warren would first figure out the enemy's weaknesses by predicting the future, and then after a long time of preparation and planning, he would finally launch a fatal attack at the right time.
But the problem is that now it is not just one or two people chasing him, but hundreds of thousands of people in Junlin. There is no way to predict when, who and where they will launch a sudden attack on themselves.
So the only thing he can do is run!
Run like hell!
Escape King's landing and Westeros as fast as you can.
The so-called money can make the mill push the ghost!
After throwing down a huge sum of 200000 gold coins, Warren finally bought a businessman from a free-trade city-state, took the other party's merchant ship, quietly left the port under the cover of night and headed straight for pantos.
But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, several big and rough sailors recognized him and launched a rebellion two days later. They not only killed their employer, but also almost caught him.
Unfortunately, the sailors obviously didn't know who the enemy they were facing, and they were completely solved in two or three times.
Smelling the strong smell of blood coming from the cabin, Warren sighed helplessly and muttered in a voice that only he could hear: "it's really restless! And how can I operate an old sailboat alone?"
After all, he is neither a sailor nor a sailor. He doesn't know how to use the stars, tools and maps of the world to identify directions.
In desperation, we can only sail with the tide and wander on the boundless sea.
The day has passed
A week has passed
A month has passed
As the ship's food and drink reserves began to bottom out, Warren finally realized how bad his situation was at the moment.
Because these days, let alone land, even passing ships can't see one.
It is clear that the ship has deviated from the relatively prosperous trade route.
The most terrible thing is that if there is no land before the supplies run out, he will starve and die of thirst.
There is no more tragic death than starvation and thirst.
In addition, for a whole month, he could not see the solitude and loneliness of the living, and was torturing his spirit.
"I see! This is your revenge! You want me to die slowly in pain and despair! Ha ha ha ha! You are indeed a monster that devours everything! A real madman with dark heart!" Warren suddenly figured out something and couldn't help laughing and crying.
He never dreamed that he would become a deadly noose after a little careful thinking.
Such a strong sense of revenge!
Incredible dark character!
If he could make another choice, he vowed that he would never provoke the other party, say everything he knows, and then make a small request when the other party is in a good mood.
However, as we all know, there is no regret medicine in the world, let alone the so-called return to the past or shuttle to the future.
Time is not continuous. It has a smallest unit, each of which exists independently, and develops a parallel universe and space as complex as a three-dimensional network.
At the moment of making a decision, it is actually equivalent to choosing to enter the next time unit from countless forks.
Just as Warren was lying on the deck in despair waiting for death, several ships flying the queles flag suddenly appeared on the sea level.
As we all know, queles is an extremely huge and rich city located in the southeast of ESSOS.
The most famous is that danilis targaryan once burned down the immortal Temple of wizards with dragon fire.
The ancient spice guild, which has great influence, even publicly announced that it would execute her for some time.
"Hey! Here! Help me!"
Noticing that there were ships on the sea, Warren suddenly rekindled his hope for life. He shouted loudly and waved his white shirt wildly.
His current state looks terrible. Because he can't eat fresh vegetables and fruits for a long time, he began to have the initial symptoms of scurvy such as swelling of gums, bleeding and weakness of limbs. At the same time, his face is extremely thin, his eyes are deep concave, and his lips are dry and cracked with terrible holes.
The ship flying the queles flag undoubtedly found the merchant ship floating on the sea and quickly leaned over.
After a while, a slightly fat businessman boarded the deck under the protection of more than a dozen heavily armed sailors.
He first looked around, then narrowed his eyes and asked, "who are you? What happened on this ship? Where are the other crew members except you?"
"I... we had a terrible shipwreck, and everyone except me died. If you don't mind, can you take it back to land? In return, all the goods and gold coins on the ship belong to you." Warren deliberately pretended to be devastated.
"Of course! Roy! Take Mr. Wei to our ship! By the way, inform the kitchen and get him some delicious food." the fat businessman gave the order quickly.
In the blink of an eye, Warren boarded another ship under the leadership of a sailor.
After he walked away, an old man with gray hair and beard behind the fat man suddenly opened his mouth, smiled and complimented, "master, congratulations on your inadvertent windfall. If I guessed right, the guy just now should be the guy wanted by his majesty danilis targaryan."
"Hehe, you can't stop your luck. Tell your men to keep an eye on him and don't let this cheap fat sheep run away. If we can take him back to King's landing and hand him over to the Dragon Queen, we can not only get a huge reward, but also maybe get a noble Title and a fief." the merchant's eyes twinkled with the light called ambition and desire.
Warren, who was in a state of hunger and sleepiness, didn't realize that he just got out of the tiger's mouth and entered the wolf's nest again