Chapter 222 Mutation!

"His Majesty."

"Pantos is yours."

The ragged prince knelt on one knee on the ground to express his submission to Viserys, but the young king looked into the distance and remained silent for a long time before speaking softly.

"Prince in rags."

"You have become the real prince of Pentos, aren't you ready to restore your real name?"

The gray-haired old man in ragged clothes knelt on one knee on the ground with mottled blood on his body. He hesitated slightly when he heard Viserys' question, then nodded.

"Since he has left the family, his real name is no longer so important."

"The name of ragged clothes can also remind me all the time, not to forget the shame in the past."

The ragged prince stood up from the ground on his knees, and then said.

"Oh?"

Viserys was a little surprised when he heard the words of the ragged prince. The sea breeze blew on the handsome cheek of the young king, and his long silver-gold hair fluttered gently. He turned his head and glanced at the ragged prince.

When Viserys was in contact with the ragged prince, Viserys felt that although this man was wearing ragged clothes, he did not really regard himself as a 'trap king'.

He is an elegant person, and he still maintains the etiquette and dignity of the nobles in his gestures.

But he didn't expect that the ragged prince would be willing to wear the ragged clothes when he obtained Pantos and became a prince.

However, his reason is understandable. Wearing ragged clothes is to alert himself and act cautiously not to repeat the same mistakes.

Viserys just gave him a strange look, and didn't think much about it.

Then he turned around and pondered for a while before continuing to speak.

"The impact of this turmoil must be recovered as soon as possible."

Although the bloody night looks like only a few people died.

But the impact on the ancient city-state of Pantos was huge, almost a subversive earthquake.

All the ruling classes were overthrown, and the governor's family was raided and wiped out one by one.

And the wealthy businessmen who were not liquidated were also panicking. The sun fell this morning, and the city gates opened wide, so they hurriedly took their families and escaped from Pantos.

Now that a large number of shops in Pantos are closed, the city is in depression, and Viserys needs the economic engine of Pantos, so the restoration work must be carried out as soon as possible.

"Understood, Your Majesty."

The ragged prince nodded and said.

"The best way to get the economy back in Pantos fast is shock therapy."

And Illyrio, who had just become the Minister of Finance of the Kingdom, immediately made a suggestion.

He was still sitting on the chair with his injured leg, his crutches aside, raised his head and said something and watched the ragged Prince walk up to Viserys.

"The specific method can be discussed again."

Viserys nodded slightly.

"Besides, there is one more thing."

Then he suddenly thought of something, turned his head and glanced at the ragged prince standing beside him.

"Um?"

Viserys suddenly realized that the ragged prince was standing very close to him, and a strange feeling just rose in his heart.

However, in the next second, he saw a sharp knife falling from the cuff of the ragged prince.

Snapped.

The gray-haired old man's dexterous five fingers directly grasped the handle of the knife.

Then at such a close distance, Viserys was almost defenseless and stabbed him in the stomach quickly.

"Oops."

Viserys narrowed his eyes.

Just as a strange feeling rose in his heart, the ragged prince suddenly stabbed with a knife, and his reaction was very fast at such a close distance.

A pair of eyes flickered with lavender light.

Bang.

Viserys gripped the opponent's wrist tightly.

The short knife had pierced Viserys's shirt before it was close to his abdomen, but it stopped abruptly in mid-air.

However, if he missed a hit, the other party seemed to have such mental preparations for a long time.

His movements are very skilled, calm and composed, as if he has demonstrated the movements a thousand times.

His other hand was as nimble as a venomous snake, completely unrecognizable as a man in his fifties or sixties, the dagger fluttered between his fingers, and then easily stabbed Viserys in the abdomen.

puff--

Blood poured out instantly, staining his robes red.

Viserys felt the pain, frowned slightly and groaned, then gritted his teeth and grabbed the opponent's right hand and suddenly exerted force.

click.

His power is far higher than the opponent.

Under the pain, he broke the opponent's wrist abruptly, and then forcibly poured the short knife in the opponent's right hand into his own body.

puff.

The short knife also pierced into the opponent's abdomen.

And the ragged prince, who was caught by the wrist, seemed a little surprised by Viserys' power.

He hid in the crowd and watched the battle between Viserys and the Mountain last night, thinking he had a complete grasp of Viserys' state.

Although it is not clear what the reason is, according to his observation, Viserys' swordsmanship is outstanding and his reaction speed is extremely fast. It is almost impossible to kill him with a long-distance shot from an ordinary bow and crossbow.

That's why he chose this risky way to get up close and personal with Viserys and kill him suddenly when he was completely defenseless.

However, even so, he already had a very strong prediction of Viserys' reaction speed, but he still underestimated the opponent. Viserys' reaction speed was faster than he thought.

The wrist was broken and the short knife was stabbed into the abdomen, and blood also poured out. Viserys, who was also injured, frowned and gasped, but the other party seemed to have nothing happened, and his face remained unchanged.

Then the ragged Prince's broken wrist escaped Viserys as easily as if it had been lubricated.

The broken wrist was still shaking slightly, and blood dripped from the abdomen of the middle knife and dripped on the ground. He pulled out the short knife in his abdomen and threw it out of the window, and then he flipped his robe and jumped off the battlement.

wow-

The jacket fluttered and fell.

And Viserys, who suddenly encountered the assassination, tightly clutched the bleeding part of the middle knife with one hand, and the blood flowed down the gap between his fingers.

He saw that the other party jumped directly from the battlement without hesitation, and Viserys' eyes flashed with surprise.

You must know that this is one of the commanding heights of Pantos, a tower that is dozens of meters high and goes straight up and down. Wouldn’t it be self-defeating to jump from here?

"Dead man?"

Viserys instantly wiped the thought from his mind when he saw this scene.

Then he breathed heavily and covered the wound with one hand, still leaning on the battlement and looking down hard.

However, when he saw everything below, a pair of lavender pupils condensed slightly, and a trace of shock was clearly wiped off.

"This"

There was nothing under the tower, and no one fell at all.