Game of Thrones: Viserys the Three-Headed Dragon.

Chapter 9 Dragon Flame
"Is that so, butler?"

Illyrio was not a person who believed in everything. It was only the second day, and the Targaryen brothers and sisters had a lot of "abnormalities" in his courtyard. He spent a lot of time listening to the maid Ani and the butler's narration. Their surveillance work was generally completed well, with only one accident: when Viserys tried to hurt Daenerys, the maid Ani quickly stopped him.

According to Ani, Viserys was hurting Daenerys, cutting her hand with a dagger, drinking her blood, and "wanting to do something wrong."

The butler answered seriously: "I didn't see it, Master. I only heard a noise. After I opened the door, I saw him holding a dagger in his hand, and the young lady was shaking beside the bed as if she was being bullied."

Illyrio narrowed his eyes, trying to imagine the scene.

According to intelligence, Viserys did abuse his sister in private, which is not very surprising.
Illyrio was a little unsure, but that didn't stop him from warning the wiseass maid: "You shouldn't have shown up so early, Ani. Even if he wants to do something to his sister, you should have waited until it's happened to a certain extent. Until then, it's their private matter."

Ani replied: "I'm sorry, my lord, I thought you needed the girl intact." Her main task was to get close to Daenerys and gain her trust.

Illyrio suddenly remembered that he had heard from some unspoken sources that the "Mad King" of Targaryen would scratch and bite his queen when doing that, leaving her covered in blood.
Did Viserys inherit his Mad King father's...
"." Illyrio frowned. "Ani, tell me, is she still a virgin?"

Illyrio was a little worried that Viserys had done something cruel to his sister where Varys' little birds couldn't see. After all, whether in the intelligence or after personal observation, Viserys's behavior towards Daenerys was indeed a bit, uh, perverted.

Ani replied: "It should be, Master."

"Should?" Illyrio was not satisfied with the answer. "Find a way to confirm it, Ani."

Ani replied, "Yes, Master."

Illyrio waved her off.

After Ani left, Illyrio began to ask another question: "Why do you think he told you about the Prince of Pentos?"

The butler thought for a moment and answered, "I don't know, master."

Illyrio had his own thoughts. He did not expect to get any answers from the butler. He changed the subject: "From what you have seen, how good is his martial arts?"

"He is thin and weak," the butler thought for a moment and replied, "I can easily take the dagger from his hand."

Illyrio asked again, "Did he not continue to fiddle with the pendant today?"

"No."

Illyrio didn't ask any more questions. "Continue to observe."
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After spending the whole day in confusion and fear, Dany fell asleep without knowing when.

She began to dream.

At first, she dreamed of the house with the red door in Braavos, her childhood.

There, Ser William Darry was old and sick, but very kind, and her brother Viserys often had a smile on his face. He would allow her to climb into his bed at night, tell her stories about the Seven Kingdoms, and describe the wonderful life after ascending the throne.

But those things quickly became disillusioned and blurred.

After Ser William died, she and her brother were driven out of the house with the red door, and then they fled from one city to another, pursued by the usurper's assassins who never showed up, begging for aid from various governors, lords and business tycoons, and even relying on flattery in exchange for food. After selling his mother's crown, the ridicule and humiliation of the outside world twisted Viserys, and he became increasingly cruel and violent, and abused her.

Then she dreamed of thunder and lightning, and then visions of Viserys the day he was struck by lightning, of storms and fire and frost and rolling clouds that roared and roared and a great three-headed beast.

Then she suddenly fell into darkness and found herself in a boundless abyss. Unspeakable and endless silence wrapped around her and a coldness like a tide surged into her heart.

It's fear.

In a daze, Daenerys felt as if her body was trembling, but she had no way of confirming it. Her senses fell into a strange state at a certain moment, as if she was not herself.

The "body" seemed to be out of her control.

Only gradually adapt to the senses of darkness.

The purple dust with hidden secrets rushed out from her body into the darkness. The purple dust and the deep darkness turned into a series of deep whirlpools that were as fascinating as hallucinations in the void. The deep darkness was like a curtain, and the deeper darkness mixed with the purple dust ejected from her body, swimming in the bottomless whirlpool.

Something was being pulled out of her "body" bit by bit into the depths of the vortex.

If she still had control of her throat, she would have screamed. Or she would have screamed, but the sound was lost in nothingness.

A great fear took over her whole being, and any other emotions were obliterated by this great fear.

I don’t know how long it took.

Gradually, her body had new feelings, and her soul escaped from the strange feeling that was not her own. At this moment, she was observing from a third party, outside the boundless dark abyss, watching the purple dust with starlight in the dark abyss gradually dissipate.

As the purple dust completely dissipated, only a dark curtain with no end in sight remained. It was infinitely far upwards, infinitely far downwards, infinitely far to the left, infinitely far to the right, and had no boundaries. She was shocked beyond words and subconsciously stretched out her "hand" to try to touch it.

Then she saw her "hand," dotted with smoldering sparks.

Suddenly, everything fell into nothingness.
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Viserys suddenly opened his eyes and put his hand to his chest in disbelief.

He just had a dream. In the dream, there was a small ball of purple smoke in front of him. The moment he saw it, he instinctively realized that it was the dragon soul he had been looking for, so he swallowed it up before it could react.

Then, he briefly sensed the ocean of magic hidden within his body.

The magic ocean was full of magical elements, but there was a layer of barrier blocking it. He instinctively knew that it was the barrier of the world. It was precisely because of the barrier that he could not project that huge power onto himself. It was indeed the dragon soul.

The tiny dragon soul he devoured triggered a surge of magic power, and the barrier of the world and the ocean of magical elements in his body were briefly connected, allowing him to squeeze out a drop of water from the ocean of magic power.

A dragon scale.

Viserys felt that a hard, scaly-like tissue had grown on his chest.

Viserys felt a trace of burning power from the hard cuticle. He knew that it was the elemental magic of the ancient King Oak from another world.

Instinctively, Viserys realized, he could expel this trace of magic from his mouth as if he were breathing.

Dragon flame.

Viserys tried hard to suppress his inner excitement, climbed out of bed, pretended to get up to go to the bathroom at night, walked into the bathroom, closed the door and squatted down.

call.

He exhaled.

The air suddenly became hot, and a wisp of flame burst out from Viserys' mouth.

Gone in a flash.

It was indeed dragon flame.

Although it could only last less than a second, and although this small flame consumed all his current magic, Viserys was not discouraged.

This glimmer of flame means that he has taken the first step.

Viserys reached up to his chest; the scaly skin had faded, as if all the magic had been consumed by that tiny breath of dragon fire.

But Viserys could feel that tiny traces of magic were slowly replenishing, and it would not be long before a full dragon scale was filled again.

Viserys realized that when he swallowed the dragon soul and squeezed out a drop of water from the ocean of magic, he was like the mage and warlock in DND, using the dragon soul of this world as a medium to obtain a dragon scale's magic slot to fill the elemental magic from another world hidden in his body.

Now, Viserys could be considered a dragonfire sorcerer - although he only had one mana slot and could only spit out a small wisp of flame like a magic trick.

Go back to bed and lie down.

Viserys closed his eyes and began to sort out the current situation.

[First, the source of the dragon soul. ]

Ninety-nine percent of it came from the dragon bone pendant. During the day, the pendant came into contact with Daenerys's dragon soul and disappeared. It should have entered her body, and he came into contact with Daenerys's blood, and finally swallowed the dragon soul through a dream. This guess is very metaphysical, but it is very reasonable. However, it cannot be determined yet. He needs to find an opportunity to conduct another experiment to confirm it.

[Next, let’s talk about the relationship between dragon soul and magic power.]

He thought about it, it was a bit like medium and power projection, the elemental magic in his body came from another world, and he needed a medium like dragon soul to project the magic from another world into this world. The dragon souls collected were roughly equivalent to the magic power that could be obtained. The dragon bone pendant should be just a remnant soul.

[What can I do with this little bit of magic? ]

There was too little magic power. And when he was spitting fire just now, he could clearly feel that his body was now a mortal body, unable to bear the high temperature of the magic power gathered in his throat and spurting out the dragon flame from his mouth, so a large proportion of the magic power he summoned from his body was dissipated in instinctive body protection.

Before he could transform into a dragon body again or construct a magic organ with enough magic, this way of using magic was inefficient and wasteful. He was not even sure whether the short and tiny dragon flames could hurt people.

In the current situation, this little magic power seems to be unable to do anything.

[Possible spying. ]

Before, he could ignore the prying, because at that time he had no secrets worth hiding. Instead, he could take the opportunity to bluff and create confusion. But now that he has a secret that cannot be shown to others, this problem cannot be ignored.

This leads to a new question.

[Do I have to live under someone else's roof? ]

After thinking about it, Viserys couldn't help scratching his head. This was not the question he should be thinking about now.

After traveling back to the last descendant of Targaryen, he had no choice, and his actions attracted the attention of many people. If he tried to escape from it before he had a certain level of strength, you can imagine what his life would be like next.

Assassins and plots - those assassins may not all come from King Robert, and they may not all be intended to kill him. They may also be intended to force him into a certain situation and force him to make a certain choice.

The new conspirator - at least for now Illyrio can still understand a little bit through his memories of the original book.

Viserys' life is destined to be full of conspiracy and calculation.

There are only two ways to escape from this kind of life: make yourself strong, or die.

(End of this chapter)