Chapter 192

The following period of time passed quickly.

A new year is coming.

Andalos also celebrated the new year, while pantos held a bigger feast.

It also focuses on inviting exiles in ESSOS, who claim that the Iron Throne has the titles of Little Dragon Lord, king of seven countries, son of the sun, apostle of seven gods, guardian of andalos, etc... this long string is almost covered with invitations.

Pantos solemnly invited wesselis to pantos to attend the event, and wesselis did not refuse.

Then, one month before the new year when he became 16, as before, he took more than 100 knights and corresponding entourages, archers, trumpeters, hooves, blacksmiths, etc., and a whole cavalry team of more than 200 people set off for pantos.

This time, wesselis did not take thousands of people to pantos, because his army had already arrived at GE DoHo one step ahead of time and was ready to start the construction of yinghun castle.

During this period of time, businessmen who traveled from pantos to novos and kohol and even dared to sell their goods to the doslakh sea have found such an army with tangaryan three headed dragon flag stationed here.

Therefore, wesselis did not make a big fuss. He just took more than 200 people from andalos to another city-state.

However, there were also a few humble faces in his guard. Ramses snow, the illegitimate son of the count of Terror Castle, was wearing light leather armor and a black hood. He also rode a black horse to follow wesselis.

Now the underground organization "Ministry of internal affairs" he is in charge of has expanded from five people to more than 20 subordinates.

Without going out on a mission, these people mingle with the streets and alleys of andalos, pubs, brothels, and even thieves.

The gray area hidden under the light of the city is the place with the most frequent flow of information, which is closer to the bottom.

Because he used to live with smelly guys, Ramses didn't feel dirty. He could even get together with these rats in the gutter and call each other brothers. He soon laid a place in the gray area of andalos.

However, no one knows that this cruel and even abnormal man has the whitest identity. He can even get in direct contact with the owner of the castle.

This time, I don't know why wesselis took the little Skinner with him when he went to pantos.

Rums wore a black hood and lowered his head. It was almost difficult to see his cheeks. He followed wesselis silently, just like a hound waiting for the target.

Wesselis sat on the horse's back, his body shook slightly with the steps of the war horse, a crowd of cavalry surrounded him, and the long team spread far along the road.

The marching speed of the team is not very fast. It's like a leisurely outing.

If it hadn't been for the recent cold weather, the breath from the mouth would have turned into white fog, and these soldiers would be more like going out for a collective outing instead of wearing armor and holding bright long guns.

"Ramses, what I told you some time ago has been done?"

Viseris, who was sitting on the horse leisurely, turned his head and said.

"Yes, please rest assured."

Ramses's cheek was still hidden in his hood, but he raised his head slightly, exhaled white fog from his hood, and his voice was a little hoarse.

"He will come to see you at the scheduled time and place."

Since taking up such a job, Ramses feels that his ability has improved a lot, and seems to have found a direction suitable for his development.

Once he took pleasure in abusing others, hoping to prove to others through such cruel means that he was a "real Bolton" rather than a mean bastard.

However, at that time, no matter how cruel and insane Ramses was, no one else would think he was a "real Bolton", but all stayed away from him and regarded him as a disgusting monster.

For a time, Ramses was confused. He didn't know how to go in the future.

Maybe... As long as his brother is alive, he will never be a 'real Bolton'.

Ramses found the real answer, but before his plan was implemented, he was sent to the other side of the sea by his father.

Ramses was glad that he had won this opportunity at that time. His king... Wesselis targaryan III gave him another right path.

At first, he didn't know how to start, but until he found the right way, the road fascinated him.

He likes the feeling of watching, eavesdropping and knowing all the secrets.

On the surface, the bright jazz is secretly disgusting beasts, who only arch their fat body on a woman's belly.

At that time, Ramses stood quietly outside their window and looked at them calmly, just like watching the two pigs mating in the pigsty of his mother's childhood.

He liked the feeling of mastering all secrets, and even the idea of being a 'real Bolton' disappeared.

of course.

It's not that he doesn't want to be Burton, but that he hopes that one day... The old man can kneel at his feet and beg him to be a Burton.

Such a scene

It must be interesting.

There was Madness on the dark face under the hood.

…

Then.

Another few days are fleeting.

Wesselis and his cavalry crossed most of the andas plain and came to an important turning point on the land, one of the two roads to pantos.

It can be seen from the map that a sharp piece protrudes on the west side of the velvet mountain.

Wesselis planned to build a sentry tower and a small military port here, mainly to prevent the Royal Fleet from launching a surprise attack on the other side of the narrow sea.

At the moment, the action here is faster than that of the soul castle, mainly because there is no great resistance here, and the threat to pantos is not as direct as that of the soul castle.

The construction of yinghun castle is like a sword forced on pantos' throat, and the sentry tower is at best moving a chair and sitting at your door day and night watching you.

The two threats are different.

And here.

A large ship without any flag docked quietly on the coast. It seems that it has been waiting here for a long time.

An old man with ragged clothes and gray hair stood quietly in the bow of the boat, holding the guardrail in his hand.

Looking at the distance, like a long snake, the cavalry with three dragon flags came gradually.