Chapter 55

However, wesselis sat on the cold throne and did not speak in a hurry.

The flame like ruby on the crown of the boy's head reflected light slightly, and a pair of lavender eyes still looked at the two people standing below.

The atmosphere in the hall was a little quiet.

The guards of the dragon stone castle on both sides held their spears tightly and locked their eyes on the two people standing in the middle of the hall who claimed to be the messenger of bravos. As long as wesselis gave the order, they could rush up and take the two people on the spot.

In their view, since they are messengers, they must wear gorgeous clothes, not like the two people in front of them.

One was dressed in a monotonous and ordinary taupe, while the other was dressed in black like an assassin with a cloak, and a thin and small toy like a "women's long sword" was pinned to his waist.

This special weapon was not practical to the soldiers of Westeros.

And in the center of the hall.

The two people who were watched by everyone seemed very calm. The messenger in gray brown robes looked calm, one eye still looked at wesselis, and the warrior behind him was a hand on the hilt.

The atmosphere in the hall solidified.

Wesselis didn't speak. He was observing the two people and trying to figure out each other's identity, hoping to see some flaws.

The time did not pass for too long, but the messenger from bravos was the first to lose. He did not know why he felt pressure when looking at the little king who lost his iron throne and was in exile.

He is clearly only an eight year old child.

"Your Majesty."

The middle-aged man in a taupe robe couldn't help bowing and saluting again, and took the initiative to say.

"We are from bravos and have been instructed by the sea king to come to visit your majesty and deliver a handwritten letter from the sea king."

The bravos messenger spoke with a slightly strange accent and words, which made everyone present uncomfortable.

However, wesselis looked very calm and looked at each other with bright eyes.

"Handwritten letter?"

When he heard that the man was going to hand over a handwritten letter from the sea king of bravos, he slightly believed the identity of the other party, but he still needed to read the letter before judging.

But now he had something to say, and he was not in a hurry to read the handwritten letter.

Wesselis sat on the throne, stroking the cold armrest with one hand, then leaned forward slightly and adjusted his sitting posture. The crown on his head reflected light in the sun, and then said.

"The messenger can speak valerian directly."

"I understand."

He knew that braavos was not a member of the warelian freedom fortress, but it was a city-state established by refugees who fled the slavery of warelian about 500 years before AEGON landed, so their mother tongue was also warelian.

As the successor of the tangorian family, wesselis is naturally familiar with the valerian language, so as a "fellow townsman", there is no need to speak the common language of Westeros between the two sides.

Moreover, the messenger from bravos was really awkward in his common language, which made wesselis uncomfortable.

"I'm sorry, your majesty. I'm rude."

The braavos messenger was surprised and delighted when he heard that wesselis could speak in skilled valerian language.

The good news is that he doesn't need to speak in obscure Westeros anymore.

And he was surprised that he did not know that he had just heard the swordsman quietly make complaints about him.

Otherwise, he will probably be dragged out and executed. Even if it is passed back to the sea king, he will take the blame himself.

He thought that it had been nearly 300 years since the tangorian family conquered westero. They had long abandoned the valerian language and changed to the common language of Westeros. After all, even AEGON I changed to believe in the seven gods after the war of conquest.

However, in fact, the messenger did not contact the members of the tangaryan family, and he was a little ignorant. Tangaryan did not give up the varelian language.

However, wesselis did not hear what he had just whispered below. After all, the throne is so far below, and his ears are not smooth.

The boy looked at the two messengers and then continued to speak.

"Two... Tell me your name."

Hearing wesselis's words, the first messenger in a taupe robe slightly corrected the color and saluted again.

"Your Majesty, my name is Cleon Meisner, a city magistrate of bravos."

The city magistrate is mainly responsible for conveying the decrees of the sea king of bravos and managing the city. He can be regarded as the sea king's assistant in policy.

Then the messenger called Cleon turned to introduce the swordsman around him.

"His name is celio Freire. He is the personal escort of Lord sea king and the chief swordsman of bravos."

The black robed swordsman standing behind Cleon bowed slightly after the other party introduced him and spoke for the first time.

"Your Majesty."

When wesselis heard the name of the swordsman in black, he felt a little familiar.

"Celio Freire?"

He always felt that he had heard the name somewhere, but he didn't seem to remember it for a moment.

Sir Jeffrey, who sat next to him, thought that wesselis did not know what the position of chief swordsman was, so he whispered again in his ear.

"Your Majesty, I've heard this man's name."

"As the chief swordsman of braavos, celio Ferrer can be regarded as the best swordsman of braavos at present."

"These people... They have extraordinary insight, and it is their greatest responsibility to protect the safety of the sea king."

Wesselis nodded slightly after listening. In fact, he didn't need the old Sir to remind him. He seemed to remember who this man was.

And at this time.

Below, Cleon touched it from his arms, then took out a letter, held it in his hands, looked respectful, and said again.

"This is the handwritten letter from Lord hai to his majesty."

A guard standing on one side of the hall came forward, took the letter from the messenger's hand, and then checked that it was not poisoned or moved. Then he went to the throne on the steps and handed it to wesselis.

And wesselis reached out and took the handwritten letter from the bravos sea king from the guard's hand.

In fact, he was also curious about what the sea king wanted to say to himself.

Prick——

Then the boy tore open the letter in his hand.