Game of Thrones: Viserys the Three-Headed Dragon.

Chapter 61 Strange things
"The slave trader wants you to see the goods, my lord."

Grolai's translation work was not outstanding, only his attitude was serious and his tone seemed a little panicked.

Viserys waited until the almost thunderous footsteps in the square behind him died down before he slowly turned his head to look at the Unsullied army in the square below, with a calm expression on his face.

Daenerys followed suit and turned her head, but she was unable to respond calmly like Viserys. She was shocked by the countless people in front of her, the countless sharp spears flashing cold light, and the Unsullied army standing in neat and orderly manner. She had to grit her teeth and keep a straight face so as not to show her surprise and shock.

Viserys watched as the Unsullied lined up in front of the fountain and the great bronze harpy, a hundred men in each line, spears and shields in hand, swords at their hips, standing straight and stiff, staring blankly ahead, wearing nothing but white linen wrapped around their waists and conical bronze helmets with foot-high spikes on them.

Perhaps Viserys was too calm. The slave trader raised the whip in his hand.

The Unsullied below all looked over.

"Release!" the slave trader gave the order.

The Unsullied lowered their spears and shields in unison, moving as one.

Before Viserys could speak, the slave trader could not help asking, "Does he understand the extraordinary nature of this cargo?"

Glory paused and spoke to Viserys in the Common Tongue: "The slave trader wants you to review this shipment, my lord."

"They are thinner than I expected," Viserys said in the Common Tongue. This was true. These Unsullied were solid and tall, not as strong as Jorah. Even the few Unsullied raised by Illyrio were stronger than these. In Viserys's estimation, they should be as strong as Butch and be able to launch multiple battle charges after wearing armor.

"The foreigner was very pleased with them, but he said they were not strong enough, and he wanted to use this to lower the price," the interpreter told his master, "Good Master."

For someone who had never been to Westeros, she spoke the Common Tongue well. The translator was no more than ten years old, with a flat round face, dark skin and golden eyes. She was a Nath, a people known as the "peaceful people" and slave catchers called them the best slaves.

"Are all the barbarians in Westeros so ignorant?" the slave trader complained. "The whole world knows that the Unsullied are unparalleled in their skills with spears, shields, and short swords. They have the most amazing endurance. These guys can stand there motionless for days and nights without eating or drinking water. Tell him that their strength is enough to withstand all charges on the battlefield. Tell him that even if 999 out of a thousand Unsullied die, the last one will still fight for his orders. The Unsullied have something more important than strength - discipline. Yes, we train them in the fighting style of the ancient empire. They are the rebirth of the ancient Ghis Legion, marching in step, absolutely obedient, absolutely loyal, and without fear. Of course, if he likes them to be fatter, he can buy them and feed them himself. Eunuchs can easily be fattened. Tell him so."

The slaver smiled exaggeratedly at Viserys as he spoke.

Grolai translated: "He said you are a foreigner, sir." As he said this, he translated the slave trader's words verbatim.

The slave trader did not understand the common language, but when Grolai translated, he poked the translator girl with his whip and asked her to whisper in his ear, and he nodded frequently.

Viserys listened patiently to the translation.

"How much does an Unsullied cost?"

Translator girl translator.

"One? He must know that we sell them only by the thousand or the hundred. We used to sell them in ten to our customers as bodyguards, but that proved ineffective. Ten is too few, and they are mixed with other slaves and even free men, forgetting who they are and what they are. He must understand that such a marvelous army is expensive and must be sold by the unit. In Yunkai and Meereen, it may be cheaper to buy slave swordsmen than their swords, but the Unsullied are the finest foot soldiers in the world, and each one has been trained for years. Tell your employer that they are like Valyrian steel, folded and hammered over and over again until it is stronger and more resilient than any metal in the world. How many does he want?"

Grolet found the job easier than he had imagined.

"One hundred or two hundred, depending on the situation. What about their equipment?"

Hearing the translator girl say the numbers, the slave trader smiled again.

"Swords, shields, spears, sandals, and tunics are all provided," the slaver said, "and spiked helmets, of course. They may also wear any kind of armor he wishes, but he must provide it himself."

Viserys wanted to buy them as quickly as possible. "How much for a hundred?"

After listening to the translation, the slave trader shrugged and said, "Thirty thousand Astapor gold coins. Tell him. I have no shortage of buyers. Two days ago, I showed the same batch of Unsullied to a pirate king, and all of them were priced at the same price."

The translator girl suddenly stood up straight and the slave trader poked her with a whip.

This means that perhaps a pirate king did come to ask for the price, but it seems that no deal was made. I wonder if it is still under negotiation.

The word Pirate King alerted Captain Grolai. He translated: "He said that a 'Pirate King' came to him two days ago to buy 100 Unsullied for 30,000 Astapor gold coins, sir."

This so-called 'Pirate King' might be the vicious pirate that had worried them all along the way. "They are too thin, and I will have to replace their weapons and equipment. If it's 20,000, I will consider buying 200 of them, and I will also buy supplies from him." Viserys began to bargain as if he was buying and selling goods.

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The stern face of his former lord, Eddard Stark, emerged in Jorah's mind.

Will he commit treason?

Even if Eternal Summer came, that guy would never tarnish his precious honor.

He must have been burdened by his honor and victimized by the Lannister machinations.

He deserves it!
Jorah took a sip of his drink.

During this period, the news from the Seven Kingdoms made Jorah feel as if he was in another world.

Not a day went by without news stranger than the wildest of rumors circulating in the taverns of Tyrosh and among the sailors of the Seven Kingdoms.

The sailors were still discussing which hero would win the Prime Minister's tourney the day before, but the next day they were talking about the Prime Minister from the North and the Kingslayer fighting in the street outside a brothel in King's Landing. The Northerners killed five Lannister soldiers, and three Northerners died in return. The Prime Minister himself had his leg broken by a horse in the fight.

After careful questioning, I heard that the cause seemed to be the invasion of the riverlands by the Lannisters from the West. However, none of the sailors could explain why the Lannisters invaded the riverlands at that time. It was not until later that another group of sailors who had been to Lannisport came.

Jorah spent several days asking people from different places, and gradually figured out that it was Lady Stark in the North who captured Tyrion, the little devil of Lannister, and Lord Tywin summoned the vassals in the country to the riverlands to ask for an explanation. In King's Landing, the Kingslayer Jaime and Prime Minister Stark had a fierce battle in the street because of this matter. In the end, Jaime ran away, and King's Landing sent troops to mediate the dispute. At that time, it seemed that Eddard Stark had the upper hand.

But within two days, another story came that King Robert was gored to death by a monstrous wild boar while hunting in the Kingswood. Jorah didn't believe it at the time, but more and more sailors were saying it. Some said it was the queen who betrayed the king, or his brother, or his Hand Lord Stark. All the stories had one thing in common: King Robert was indeed dead. He was probably already in his grave when the news reached Tyrosh.

Jorah felt as if he were dreaming.

Since he was driven out of the team heading to Volantis by Viserys, although it seemed impossible for him to be recalled to his side, he still sent intelligence back to King's Landing through Varys's little bird in Tyrosh to demonstrate his importance. He told King Robert: Viserys had other conspiracy. He drove away everyone around him in Lys, including the maid and eunuch guards sent by Illyrio. He would sail to Volantis alone, and he was probably plotting some big conspiracy in secret.

But Jorah did not wait for a reply from the king, but instead received the news of King Robert's death.

There was no response to Jorah's letter from the Seven Kingdoms. Jorah tried to find the little bird that had delivered the letter for him before, but the mute boy who worked in the Tyrosh Tavern had long disappeared.

Jorah wondered if the new King Joffrey or Queen Regent Cersei would continue to use him as a spy? Did they value Viserys across the narrow sea as much as King Robert did? If the little bird suddenly appeared, how would he get back to Viserys?

Jorah thought that he might never receive a letter from King's Landing. Combined with the news he heard every day, even Jorah could predict the changes in the situation. The nobles were always addicted to the game of power and fighting endlessly. After Joffrey ascended the throne, the political affairs were controlled by the Lannister family. Robert's second brother, Lord Renly, also fled King's Landing. It was rumored that he intended to become king. It was said that Lord Stannis, who had already returned to Dragonstone, was also gathering troops.

At this time, no one would care about what Viserys was planning on the Narrow Sea side. At most, they would send assassins, but Jorah didn't think that ordinary assassins could kill Viserys.

Perhaps he should turn around and serve Viserys. The king on this side of the Narrow Sea obviously has other plans, and perhaps there is really hope of restoring the Targaryen dynasty.

Isn't Jorah now following his orders and collecting intelligence on the Seven Kingdoms for him?

But Jorah had lost Viserys' trust - or rather, Viserys had never trusted him.

Jorah's thoughts were in a turmoil, and he took another sip of wine.

"Ser Jorah."

The drunk Jorah heard someone calling him in a trance. He turned around and saw first an expressionless dark face, and then the woman who was speaking.

It was the eunuch guard Butch and the maid Ani.

According to the original timeline, it can be inferred that Ed was only prime minister for about three months before he was imprisoned following Robert's death and the failure of the political struggle.

At this time, the foreplay of the War of the Five Kings has already begun. The Lannisters sent troops to attack the Riverlands because Catelyn captured Tyrion. Robb, who was in charge of the North, decided to summon his vassals to the south after hearing that his father was imprisoned - at this time his purpose was still to save his father.

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(End of this chapter)