This is because even 10,000 unarmed ordinary civilians will consume a large amount of food and compete with the city residents for living supplies and social resources, which are not very abundant to begin with, eventually triggering a series of conflicts, contradictions and irreconcilable problems.
If we take into account the misunderstandings and hostility that may result from differences in race, religion, culture, and values, the entire city may be in a state of unrest for a long time, or even spark terrible riots and murders.
After all, with the limited number of troops that Pentos has, it is simply a daydream to maintain public order in such a large city and in its intricate streets and alleys and to ensure that no serious criminal offenses occur.
Similar situations have occurred countless times in the modern history of the Earth and are definitely not alarmist.
What's more, players are not unarmed civilians, but a group of mobile "natural disasters" that can do whatever they want.
Once you anger them, they might turn into brutal demons in a moment and start slaughtering everyone in the city without distinction of gender, age or status.
In the eyes of these guys, everything they experienced was just a game, and the humans being slaughtered before their eyes were just a small piece of program and code in the virtual world.
Therefore, even if you kill a lot of people or do a lot of cruel things, you will not feel guilty or have any self-condemnation.
Just the opposite!
After the massacre is completed, they might gather together to see who has killed more people and more efficiently, and distribute the blood-stained spoils.
The famous game meme "The wise paradox war criminal" is the best example.
If these players' outrageous actions in the game were transferred to the real world, they would be like living devils and anti-human.
Zuo Si was also once a game player, and he had also done many things like rushing into towns and villages of the enemy camp, burning, killing and looting.
Therefore, the diary that inherited all his memories and thoughts knew very well how terrible the "players" were to the "NPCs", and was looking forward to what kind of "mudslide" these guys would bring to the world.
Unfortunately, Illyrio was completely unaware of what was about to happen. Instead, he was emboldened by the arrival of the players and finally made up his mind to kill Horselord Drogo.
So, at his suggestion, the diary unceremoniously cursed the eagle of the Dothraki prairie and cast some other undead magic on it.
This directly led to the latter having just left Pentos and returned to his own tribe not long ago, when he was robbing other small tribes, a large amount of black blood and negative energy suddenly gushed out of his body, and then he was instantly transformed into an undead creature, and began to indiscriminately slaughter all living things around him.
All the blood guards around him were killed in a short period of time, and the remaining tribe members also quickly fled in fear on horseback.
A nomadic tribe with tens of thousands of warriors, powerful enough to attract the attention of the entire grassland, was disintegrated because of the death of a leader.
Not only that, it only took a few days for the splintered small tribes to once again raise their scimitars and begin to fight each other, with each leader wanting to become the second Drogo and inherit his legacy.
The flames of war between tribes instantly ignited the vast grassland east of the Lorne River, which had finally been peaceful for several years.
For a while, all kinds of killings and looting occurred frequently, so that even the boldest merchants did not dare to approach easily, but avoided it and chose to take another longer route.
Of course, these news have nothing to do with the players.
Because after each team got to know the situation of the world on the spot, they quickly started to go their separate ways.
Some of them had their eyes on the cities around the Slave Bay from the beginning, wanting to go there and free the slaves bit by bit through guerrilla warfare, convert them into their own soldiers, and eventually accumulate strength to capture the cities.
Others took a ship across the Narrow Sea to the continent of Westeros, wanting to participate in the tournament that would be held in King's Landing, to see if they could win a prize of thousands or even tens of thousands of gold dragons by winning a certain competition.
More players saw the characteristics of the feudal system of Westeros and judged through limited information that civil strife was imminent among the seven kingdoms, which was a good opportunity to show their skills.
Only about 3,500 players chose to stay in the Free City of Pentos.
This is only for the sake of the three baby dragons, Daenerys, the beautiful white-haired loli, and her brother Viserys, who wears strange women's clothes.
As for Illyrio, the governor, in the eyes of players he is nothing more than a stupid fat man with neither "good looks" nor "strength".
If they had not received the corresponding tasks, they would have killed this self-righteous guy long ago and elected a new "faction leader", or simply declared themselves king.
Because of the non-stop operation of Isadora's super brain, the retinas of more than 10,000 players are actually constantly issuing various tasks based on the surrounding environment, situation and conversation information.
On the one hand, it is to guide the behavior of these guys to ensure that they do not cause too much trouble; on the other hand, it is to use the eyes and ears of these tentacles to observe the world, so as to collect and understand more unknown information.
Illyrio, who thought he was the "son of destiny", was furious when he saw the players doing whatever they wanted and not taking him seriously.
He even sent out troops to hunt down the bastards who betrayed him and fled.
Unfortunately, the players are not the natives of this world. They have a natural fear of the powerful people in high positions, and it is even more impossible for them not to fight back when faced with threats.
As a result, the one thousand soldiers who were sent out to hunt and intercept were surrounded and killed by several groups of players not long after they left the protection of the city wall. In less than ten minutes, more than two hundred people were killed or injured.
The rest were completely frightened by this group of bloodthirsty and life-hungry lunatics and turned around and ran towards the city.
When they returned to the city, they found that out of the thousand-man army, only less than three hundred lucky soldiers, all of whom were injured, had returned alive.
The rest were all killed on the way to escape. Their bodies were scattered on both sides of the road, and their armor and valuables were all stripped away.
A few daring players even stood far outside the range of the giant crossbow defending the city, raised their right middle fingers high, and made the "international friendly gesture" to express their dissatisfaction.
Needless to say, the reason why they got the news in advance and set up an ambush was naturally because the players in the city notified them through the so-called "forum", "chat software" and "offline" means.
The latter's purpose is also very simple, which is to greatly weaken Pentos' original military strength, so that they can replace it afterwards.
As for the life and death of a group of NPCs, they don't care.
Likewise, this approach can also demonstrate the strength of the player group and let the fat guy who is the governor know who has the biggest fist.
"He...how dare they?!!!"
Illyrio was instantly furious when he learned that the troops he sent out to intercept were almost killed.
At this moment, his fat body was shaking due to his excitement, like ripples on the water.
Viserys on the side seemed to realize something, and his eyes revealed a chilling malicious light with his head lowered.
"I have long reminded you not to treat these people like ordinary mercenaries, and not to be stingy with rewards. But you ignored my warning and left them hanging for several days, which is why this happened."
The diary deliberately spread out its hands with an innocent look.
Of course, he had anticipated this happening, but he had no intention of stopping it.
After all, one of the most important purposes of Zuo Si putting the players into this world is to train and cultivate them. It is naturally impossible for them to stay in a small place like the Free Trade City-State.
Having two or three thousand men would be enough to launch a war against cities like Tyrosh, Norvos, and Lorath.
You have to know that the final test for the players is the White Walkers and the undead army they control north of the Wall, so the continent of Westeros is their real stage and battlefield.
"But...but I only left them alone for a few days! Just a few days! Do these guys have such short patience? They can't even wait for a few days? And what's the point of them killing my people?"
Illyrio was visibly angry and his speech was incoherent.
In his opinion, the players' behavior was clearly lawless to the extreme.
Even the Second Sons mercenaries, who were notorious for often betraying their employers, would never dare to attack the regular army of any city-state.
Because that means a provocation to the existing power and order.
No ruler of a city-state or even a country would allow such an offense.
They would not receive any employment contracts, and would not even be allowed to enter any town or buy food and weapons supplies.
In the end, he died worthlessly on the roadside like a wild dog under the joint wanted and strangled efforts of the entire privileged class.
Normally, anyone with a bit of common sense would not choose to go down this path.
But what Illyrio didn't know was that the players' real backstage was the floating city of Plantia in another world. What they couldn't get here could be obtained in another world.
What's more, they are not soft persimmons that can be bullied by anyone.
Not to mention how difficult it is to arrest and hunt down a group of violent gangs with extremely high military power who can become stronger by killing enemies in a primitive world without surveillance, reconnaissance aircraft and satellite tracking.
The low-level spells of the spellcasters among the players, such as charm, hypnosis, disguise, etc., can easily make the conventional wanted, hunted and blockade completely ineffective.
In addition, when players are forced into a corner, they will inevitably start attacking villages and towns.
With the knowledge and language incitement they possess, they could potentially launch a large-scale armed uprising involving tens or even hundreds of thousands of people.
By then there may not even be time to react, and the ruling systems of many regimes will collapse in an instant.
Appreciating Illyrio's furious movements and tone, the diary couldn't help but chuckle and comforted him, "Okay, calm down, things haven't developed to the worst extent yet.
And you should have seen that these guys are very powerful, much stronger than the regular army of any city-state.
Most importantly, they are brave and fearless, and do not take death seriously. They are perfect soldiers who are even more outstanding than the Unsullied.
The most urgent task at the moment is to send some money to those who remain, and then quickly decide whether to attack Norvos or Lorras first.
Once the war started, they didn’t have time to think too much.”
“Damn it!”
Illyrio cursed under his breath, then turned around and headed for the vault with his servants and guards, intending to use the method of "scattering money" to stabilize these difficult-to-control players.
As soon as he left, Viserys raised his head sharply, narrowed his eyes and asked tentatively: "Is this the opportunity you told me about?"
The diary nodded meaningfully: "Ah! That's right. Haven't you noticed? Those outsiders don't care about bloodline and authority at all, they just want to gain more benefits.
If you can make the appropriate promises and gain their trust, they will help you kill Illyrio and seize control of Pentos.
Then, conquer several other free trade city-states to obtain enough wealth, food, ships, and population, and train tens of thousands of elite soldiers, and you will have the capital to counterattack the continent of Westeros.
You also don't have to worry about being sidelined or manipulated by all the nobles who support your restoration, including those in Dorne."
"But what if they are bribed by someone else one day?" Viserys continued to question cautiously.
There is no doubt that after experiencing the biggest setback in his life, he is becoming more and more mature and cunning, and is no longer willing to trust anyone except himself.
And this happens to be one of the qualities necessary to become a qualified king.
"Haha, do you have any other choice now? Please remember, my dear Majesty.
Most of the time, adults usually have to choose between two options: very bad and not so bad.
Instead of finding the good one between simple good and bad as you imagine.
It's like a person who is about to die of thirst in the desert. When he finds a bottle of poisoned water, the only thing he can do is drink it first.
As for the possible death from poisoning, that is something you need to consider only after you have made sure you won't die of thirst.
The so-called life is made up of countless difficult, painful, and even desperate choices.
If you want to be the winner of this cruel game, you must first learn to be patient and learn how to turn disadvantages into advantages bit by bit.
Once you begin to understand the basic rules of how power works, you can start to really enjoy the game process, and even use it to influence or even control the behavior and destiny of others. "
After saying this, the diary left a meaningful smile and turned back to the luxurious mansion given to it by Governor Illyrio.
As soon as he walked through the door, a dozen women whose attire was out of tune with this world, and could even be said to be full of a sense of tearing apart, ran out from the garden and the room, surrounded him and showed him their affection.
As for why it is said to be full of a sense of tearing, it is because the prototypes of these half-covered costumes can basically be found in sex toy stores on Earth, or they may even be copied and pasted directly.
Especially the hollow lace underwear, stockings of various colors and styles, and high heels, which are definitely not something that can be produced by the current technology in this world.
As an old pervert with a perverted heart, Diary opened his arms and hugged them one by one without hesitation and touched them all over.
Although his undead body prevented him from feeling physical impulses and pleasure, he could obtain incomparable satisfaction spiritually.
After a short while, this guy's face, neck and chest were covered with lip marks, and he was almost completely submerged in a "rough wave".
If an outsider saw this scene, the image of a powerful and mysterious wizard that Zuo Si had previously established in Illyrio's mind would probably collapse completely in a minute.
Fortunately, the diary does not need to worry about these women leaking any information that should not be disclosed.
Because with the magical power he now possesses, he can easily erase the memories that should not exist in the minds of these women.
Just as this guy was playing more and more extravagantly and excessively, he suddenly heard a familiar voice coming from a distance.
"Has Soth himself not returned yet?"
Daenerys, the "Mother of Dragons", was seen standing at the door of a house wearing a Gothic-style princess dress. Under the dress were white long stockings without a trace of dirt and round-toed high heels.
You don't need to ask to know that the reason why she dressed like this is 100% related to the instigation of a certain guy.
The diary struggled to get up from the "turbulent waves" and responded directly: "No, the master may not have time to visit you in the short term.
If you're feeling bored or lonely, consider finding something to do.
For example, try to develop the unique bloodline power in your body to see if you can gain some spellcasting abilities.
Oh, by the way, it’s best to stay out less in the next month.
Because there is a good chance that some serious unrest is about to take place in Pentos."
"turmoil?"
There was a hint of doubt in Daenerys' eyes.
Because since he obtained three dragon hatchlings and declared his allegiance to the Phoenix God, Illyrio's power has become unprecedentedly strong.
She really couldn't think of anyone else who would dare to stand up against this governor who was becoming more and more like a tyrant.
"Don't ask so many questions. Don't forget, you promised to be a good and obedient house bird. If you get involved in these messy things, you will not be cute."
As it spoke, the diary waved its hands gently, releasing a ball of colorful light like a rainbow.
When the women surrounding him saw this scene, they immediately stopped all movements of their hands, their pupils dilated, giving people the feeling that their spirit and consciousness were under control.
Whenever there was something to be said that was not convenient for outsiders to hear, the Diary would use spells such as hypnosis and charm without hesitation to put all these women into a trance state, causing them to completely lose their perception of the outside world and forget everything that happened in the past few minutes.
This was obviously not the first time Daenerys had seen such a scene. She did not show any surprise or fear. Instead, she lowered her head and glanced at her exquisite dress. She asked in an uncertain tone, "If I keep wearing this, will it really attract Thors' attention and interest?"
The diary nodded without hesitation: "Of course! You have to trust my XP...
I mean vision.
Because I am his magical creation born from his memory and mind.
Although he always looks very serious, he actually has strong desires in his heart.
It's a pity that most of the time, his attention and energy were distracted by other things.
With your beauty, as long as you develop your figure a little, wear some clothes that can show your charm, and take the initiative, I believe your chances of success will be very high.
另外，我建议你再去跟侍女们学习点取悦男性的技巧，关键时刻说不定能发挥出意想不到的作用。”
很快，在日记本的教唆下，丹妮莉丝跟随一名成熟性感的女人走进了摆放着软床的卧室，没过一会儿功夫便传出一些奇奇怪怪的声音。
而日记本则躺在另外一名女人的大腿上，满脸都是淫荡的笑容，轻声低语道：“亲爱的主人，为了能让你摆脱那种科学怪人一样的枯燥生活，我可是操碎了心呢。不过不用谢，谁让我们不分彼此呢。现在，让我来看看这些玩家们来到这个世界之后都干了些什么。”
伴随着最后一个字脱口而出，他便通过安置在世界各地的魔晶塔进行大范围的扫描。
虽然这种方法远不如主脑伊莎多拉可以直接与玩家共享五感那么细致入微，但也同样能大概知道所有玩家现如今的位置。
……
与此同时，远在大海对岸七大王国的首都——君临，整个城市都因为国王劳勃为庆祝新首相上任举办的比武大会陷入疯狂之中。
尤其是高达九万金龙的奖金，足以让除了极少数顶尖大贵族的其他人都为之心动。
更何况这也是一个争夺荣誉和打响家族名号的绝佳场所。
因此维斯特洛大陆上凡是对自己实力有点自信的人，都络绎不绝从老家出发来到君临，梦想着能够一战成名，同时赢得名誉、财富和贵族小姐们的青睐。
但是与原本比武大会不同的是，这一次增加了更多的变数，那就是多达上千人的玩家群体。
此时此刻，拥有“古神般容貌”、脑袋上始终戴着全封闭头盔的杰克，正坐在一家酒馆里，一边羡慕的看着其他队友用本地语言跟衣着暴露的女招待调情，一边愤愤不平的灌了一口烈酒，咬牙切齿咒骂道：“法克！这简直就是赤裸裸的歧视！ 凭什么智力属性低就没办法学会第二种语言？
是谁设计的规则？ 简直一滩狗屎！ 我他妈的感觉自己被针对了！”
“噗哈哈哈哈！
你其实是在抱怨自己没机会像他们一样可以去找乐子吧？
不过我觉得大可以不必如此。
因为以你摘下头盔后那狰狞、恐怖且容易引发生理上不良反应的脸，任何女人看到后都会吓的立刻转身逃走，宁愿不去赚这笔钱。”
吴生忍不住放声大笑。
没办法不笑！ 要知道杰克之前就一直在炫耀并吹嘘他找到了这个游戏的漏洞，那就是智力属性和魅力属性根本毫无用处，完全可以像自己一样彻底牺牲掉，以换取力量、体质或敏捷方面的优势。
可谁能想到，报应居然来的如此之快。
当新世界开放，系统向所有玩家人物大脑注入新世界特有的几种语言时，以杰克那“高达”五点的智力属性，连一种都没办法承载。
这也就意味着，他没办法跟任何土著居民进行交流，只能眼巴巴的看着其他人又是调戏丰润性感的酒吧女招待，又是肆无忌惮去另外几条街上的妓院寻欢作乐。
再加上那张摘了头盔能让所有人忍不住开始疯狂呕吐的丑脸，想要在游戏中解决生理问题基本是不太可能了。
除非等日后玩家们的等级越来越高、掌握的法术和魔法物品越来越多，才有可能改变这种尴尬的窘境。
杰克没好气的翻了个白眼：“滚蛋！我现在可郁闷着呢，少拿我寻开心。对了，卡罗琳去了什么地方？怎么抵达君临之后，我就一直没有看到她影子？”
“卡罗琳带着人去处理我们在海上顺手截获那几艘隶属其他贸易城邦的商船和货物了。”
吴生直截了当的给出了答案。
从眼神中那一闪而逝的锐利寒光不难看出，他和杰克所率领的这支玩家团队可不是什么“白莲花”。
刚好相反！
只要有机会，他们从来都不介意抢上一把。
光是离开潘托斯到进入黑水湾这条距离非常短的海路上，这两百五十多名玩家便化身海盗成功洗劫了四艘商船，并将船上所有的货物和金钱统统据为己有。
不然的话，现在手头上也不可能有那么多这个世界的货币，而且还能整天出入酒馆、妓院这样的地方。
事实上，杰克与吴生团队的行为并非是个例，而是一种普遍现象。
因为玩家们在来到这个世界之后完全是身无分文的。
如果想要在短时间内获得足够的钱，要么接受雇佣赚取佣金，要么凭借聪明的头脑和亲密无间的团队协作去骗，又或是干脆利用自己过人的武力去抢。
虽然也不是没有人选择前两种赚钱方式，但跟第三种的简单、快捷和粗暴比起来，实在是差得太多了。
还有个尝到甜头的精英家伙给自己弄了个“海盗王”的头衔，干脆在两块大陆中间夹着的狭海上干起了无本买卖。
才没过多久便聚集起了十几艘船，加上玩家和主动投靠过来的小股海盗，总兵力已经达到八百人。
甚至还成功洗劫了一个沿海贵族领地的城镇，已经引起驻扎在龙石岛皇家舰队的警惕跟关注。
就在杰克还想要说点什么的时候，卡罗琳便带着几名玩家从酒馆门外走了进来，二话不说便一屁股坐到椅子上，兴冲冲的汇报道：“你们猜猜看，那批货物被我卖出了多少钱？”
“多少？”
吴生脸上浮现出期待的表情。
“两万五千金龙！ 由于最近比武大会导致大量外来人口涌入，因此这里的食物和酒水价格涨了足足三倍。
除此之外，我还卖掉了四艘船中的两艘小船，加在一起是八千金龙。
也就是说，算上之前抢到的现金，团队已经有了接近四万金龙的启动资金。
现在我们有两个选择。
一个是利用这笔钱和那两艘大船来做生意，通过低买高卖来赚取差价。
另外一个是趁战争还没有爆发，大量囤积粮食、铁、皮革、武器、铠甲、箭矢等战争物资。
等战争爆发之后，我们既可以把这些囤积的物资卖出天价，也能利用它们迅速武装一支军队，成为足以影响胜负走向的一支力量。”
卡罗琳直截了当把能想到的计划都说了出来。
越是对法师这个职业有深入的了解，她就越明白财富的重要性，迫切想要快点攒够一大笔钱。
杰克低头沉思了片刻，很快开口说道：“我认为应该囤积战争物资。”
“巧了！我也是这样认为的。
毕竟赚钱只是我们的目标之一，通过战争和杀戮培养团队、提高职业等级，让所有人都变得更强，才是最重要的事情。
更何况，我们要通过这场比武大会打响自己的名气，让那些大贵族领主们看到团队的实力。
等战争爆发之后，他们就会争先恐后的出高价雇佣我们。”
吴生也跟着表达了自己的观点。
“OK！那就这么定了！卡罗琳，趁比武大会这段时间没什么事，你先带一部分人乘船去其他地方，尽可能低价收购战争物资。”杰克干脆利落的吩咐道。
卡罗琳马上轻轻点了下头：“好！我明天一早就带着人出发。
哦，对了，关于比武大会，我打听到有一个非常值得关注的参赛选手，叫做格雷果·克里冈。
因为身材健壮、力大无穷，人送绰号魔山。
据说整个维斯特洛大陆都找不出第二个比他更厉害、威胁更大的战士了。
尤其是他身上穿着的沉重盔甲，普通人甚至连挪都挪不动。
如果在比赛中遇到他记得小心点，我可不希望听到你遭到淘汰或是被直接干掉的消息。”
“格雷果·克里冈？魔山？呵呵，要是真的在比赛中遇到，我会让他明白什么才是最极致的力量，然后用战锤把他的脑袋连带头盔一起敲成肉饼。”
说罢，杰克包裹在全封闭头盔里的眼睛闪过一丝凶光，脸上狰狞的笑容更是足以让人连续做好几个月的噩梦。
……
另外一边，玩家们的突然到来引起了君临一位阴谋家的注意。
他不是别人，正是“小指头”培提尔·贝里席。
由于拥有众多的眼线，并且还明里暗里掌控看着多家妓院、酒馆、旅店等场所，他非常容易就能发现这群实力强大且外形相当有“特点”的外来者。
毕竟玩家们在创建角色的时候，几乎无一例外都融入了乱七八糟的血统，使得他们哪怕基础种族是人类，看起来也相当的怪异。
更何况还有矮人、精灵、侏儒、半身人、兽人这种非人类种族。
If one or two appear by chance, perhaps they can be explained as freaks.
But if thousands of them appear at once and you still believe that this is some kind of coincidence, it is really an insult to your intelligence.
At least Petyr Baelish would never believe it.
However, what really interested him in the player group was not just their strong strength and strange appearance, but the players' naked and undisguised contempt and disdain for the nobility and even the royal family.
Even when these guys see the carriages of kings, queens, princes, dukes and other nobles passing by, they will not bow their heads or kneel like ordinary civilians. Instead, they will comment on them in a language that others cannot understand.
And as long as they are willing to pay enough, they don't mind what their employers ask them to do or who they ask them to kill, even if the target is King Robert.
Petyr Baelish thought this attitude of getting paid for work was simply amazing!
If he can make good use of it or even control it, he can easily accomplish many plans that were originally impossible.
Thinking of this, the conspirator slowly picked up the intelligence that his men had just sent him and read it carefully. After about three to five minutes, he asked without even looking up, "Are these weirdos from the free trade city-Pentos?"
“Yes, my lord.
A businessman who just returned from there said that something very big had happened in Pentos recently.
As the governor, Illyrio not only obtained the help of a powerful wizard and hatched dragon eggs to obtain three baby dragons, but also married Viserys Targaryen.
This group of weirdos were summoned by the wizard.
There were probably more than 10,000 of them in total, some of whom stayed in Pentos, some went south to Slaver's Bay, and the rest crossed the sea to King's Landing."
The spy hiding in the darkness reported cautiously.
"Wait! What did you say? Who did Illyrio, the Magister of Pentos, marry?"
Petyr Baelish widened his eyes in shock, as if he couldn't believe what he had just heard.
The spy's mouth twitched violently, and he repeated in a low voice: "He married Viserys Targary."
"Are you sure it's Viserys Targaryen, and not Daenerys Targaryen?"
Petyr Baelish subconsciously licked his lips with his tongue, and suddenly felt that his three views were seriously challenged.
Although he had seen many clients with different sexual orientations and XP while running a brothel, the problem was that these people had been like this from the beginning and definitely did not suddenly change overnight like Illyrio.
“I am quite sure, sir.
This matter is already known to everyone in Pentos and is not a secret at all.
In addition, Illyrio also cleared out other religions and gods in the city, and now only worships the Phoenix God - Benu.
According to the description of local believers, this god has performed miracles in various city-states along the coast of Essos, and the priests he chooses often possess magical powers of fire and healing.
Therefore, the number of believers is rising rapidly, and has completely overwhelmed the Lord of Light - R'hllor.
Even many city-states have converted the original Temple of the King of Light into the Phoenix Temple."
The spy quickly told the information he had without reservation.
Especially when he mentioned God, his hands were obviously shaking slightly, and it was unclear whether it was out of awe or fear.
After all, as a true god, Benu far surpasses other known gods in this world in terms of the scope of his miracles and the scale of his divine powers.
This is simply a dimensionality reduction attack for the ignorant and blind civilians.
"Wizards, dragons, strange people of unknown origin, and the Phoenix God who has never been heard of...it seems that this world is undergoing some changes that I don't know about." Petyr Baelish rubbed his chin and muttered to himself.
But soon, he picked up a pen and paper and wrote a letter in a very fast motion, handed it to his men and instructed: "Take this letter and a few precious gifts, go to Pentos and try to contact the wizard. If the situation permits, it would be best to invite him to Westeros, and tell him that I have many things like dragon eggs that he may be interested in."
"As you wish."
The spy took the envelope without a word, turned around and disappeared into the darkness without a trace.
As soon as he left, a naked woman slowly walked in from the door, hugged the conspirator from behind, and tried every trick in the book to please him.
But unfortunately, Petyr Baelish was in no mood for such a thing. He gently pushed it away, burned the information on the table, and turned to leave this crowded den of money.
He was now eager to test whether the "Octospider", whom he regarded as his only rival, had also learned about the changes in Pentos, and how he would react to the fact that his old friend married Viserys Targaryen.
Most importantly, Varys has always had an inexplicable hatred for magic and wizards.
But now, these things that were once considered extinct and non-existent are showing signs of recovery.
Especially the hatching of the dragon, which symbolizes the hegemony of the Targaryen family, would definitely make the usurper Robert feel uneasy and frightened.
In this situation, if he made a few wrong decisions, the originally stable situation in the seven countries would immediately take a sharp turn for the worse.
When war and chaos once again sweep across the continent, the ladder that Petyr Baelish has been waiting to climb will appear.
So no matter what the angle, he must quickly find out the real purpose that Varys has been trying to hide, and at the same time let Robert know the changes in Pentos...
(End of this chapter)