Game of Thrones: I Created the Magic Web

Chapter 18 The Sea God's Baptism

The "Harvest", which was riddled with holes, struggled to reach Pentos.

Its sails were more torn than the sackcloth of a slave, its prow was cut off in half, and its flesh was mangled like a clubbed corpse.

Half of the bustling ports were attracted by it.

Very few sharp-eyed people recognized it, "This is Governor Illyrio's 'Harvest'!"

"I remembered, the last time it went to Junlin City in the Kingdom of Sunset, is there another big storm on this route?!"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone began to discuss with worry, and the ship owners who took this route in recent days and those with relatives and friends who went to sea were even more anxious.

But these reactions on the shore did not affect the actions of the living people on the "Harvest".

Those who survived huddled together at the landing port, as if there was a man-eating beast chasing behind them, completely forgetting that they were already safe now.

Either way, they ended up touching solid ground.

Some people knelt on the ground and cried bitterly as soon as they landed, some excitedly kissed and stroked the ground under them, and a few lucky ones saw their relatives and friends at the scene, hugging each other and crying and laughing at the same time.

Although everyone regretted it, they had long been used to such a scene.

A city that relies on sea trade for its livelihood will naturally bear the wrath and misfortune of the sea.This is the bittersweet tradition passed down from generation to generation by the people of Pentos.

Indeed, only half of the more than 100 crew members of the "Harvest" returned, and most of the cargo was lost.But so what?

Life has to go on.

The crowd of onlookers gradually dispersed, each busy. The crew of the "Harvest" also calmed down and left the pier, leaving only the envoy of the Iron Throne and Erin who were at a loss.

The envoy was stunned for a while, looking at the attendants of the crown prince next to him, he couldn't help but feel a little comforted.

Although he didn't perform particularly well in the storm, he was much braver and more determined against the backdrop of Alyn.

"Erin, are you okay?"

The envoy expressed a polite concern.

Erin was in a daze as if he hadn't heard it, and always trembled suddenly at unexpected moments, making people jump.

He no longer cared about this coward, pondered for a moment, and decided to complete his task as soon as possible.

Finish it early and go back early, and never come to this ghost place again!
He dragged the cowering Erin quickly out of the pier.

The two walked among the square brick towers and tile-roofed houses characteristic of Pentos, passing all kinds of people.

Citizens of Pentos with exaggerated bright forked beards, mercenaries in leather armor openly wielding knives, humble freemen who are not slaves in name, guys with low-key dresses, rich businessmen and aristocrats...

Perhaps because of these lively scenes, Erin gradually calmed down, just shrinking silently.

After passing through street performance places, bazaars trading spices, gems and wine, a huge red temple appeared in front of the two.

Magister Illyrio's courtyard is next to this temple.

The destination has arrived.

The envoy tidied up his appearance and walked towards the gate of the courtyard.

Erin dodged and looked up, then stared at the ground and followed.Gods bless and may all be well.

The governor warmly received the distinguished guests of King's Landing in the hall.

After hearing the intention of the envoy of the Iron Throne, he immediately expressed his willingness to present a gift to the respected Prince Joffrey.

Three beautiful dragon eggs.For this reason, Littlefinger is willing to give up pursuing the unpaid ten thousand gold dragons traded between him and the Iron Throne.

Although it is not a gold coin that is shining brightly in front of your eyes, it is ten thousand gold dragons!

Magister Illyrio seemed to smell the sweet aroma of gold coins.

Since there is no news from Varys, it means that this is an ordinary business.Why don't you agree?
Dragon eggs are not worth ten thousand gold dragons.

Illyrio laughed boldly and promised to send the envoy back to King's Landing tomorrow.

The envoy bowed to express his thanks, and when he raised his head again, two slim maids in cool clothes stood in front of him.

He bid farewell to the governor knowingly, and went down to experience the style of Pentos.

Erin just stood there blankly.

Governor Illyrio narrowed his eyes, "Honorable representative of the crown prince, do you have anything to add?"

Erin didn't respond.

Illyrio showed no dissatisfaction.

"If you want, let the servant take you to rest first, how about going back to King's Landing with the boat tomorrow?"

"Boat, boat..." Erin became excited as if some switch had been triggered.

"No! I don't want a boat!"

"The Storm God is angry! Storm!!"

He yelled frantically, turned his head up and turned around, and staggered, like a drunk walking on a swaying deck.

The servants tried their best to avoid it, but the frantic Alyn brought one down.

Erin also lost all his strength in an instant, and collapsed on the ground, murmuring blankly.

"No, no, no boat..."

A look of surprise appeared on Illyrio's face.

The power of the storm is beyond the reach of anyone who dares to look directly at it. Not to mention people who have never been out at sea, even sailors who have been in the sea for many years may have a nervous breakdown after encountering a shipwreck.

The Pentos called this "the baptism of Neptune."

Those who survive the baptism will be stronger and braver, and regard it as a blessing; those who cannot overcome it will naturally regard it as a terrible curse.

Illyrio sighed, and motioned for the servant to take Alyn down.Today the so-called representative of the crown prince has lost all usefulness.

According to his past experience, this kind of performance will not dare to cross the narrow sea again for at least three or two years.Will noble Prince Joffrey remember the squire then?

This unfortunate guy who suffered from the curse of the sea can only struggle to survive in this land.

……

In the early morning of the next day, Erin was invited out of the magnificent courtyard.

The down-and-out attendants wandered around the city of Pentos and saw the Iron Throne envoys and dragon eggs board the ship and sail to King's Landing.

No one paid attention to him until the light from the sea turned a warm orange.

Erin could only be thankful for that.

After the storm let go of the dying "Harvest", he quickly became an anomaly and a joke on board.

Who would think highly of a coward who hides in his room all day and yells at the ripples on the surface of his drink?
It now appears that this disguise has successfully helped him take the first step of his plan.

As for how to complete the task later...

He couldn't help but look in the direction of the governor's courtyard out of sight.

The crown prince told him a lot.

Magister Illyrio, the Dothraki horse lord "Khal" Drogo, Varys' little bird, and more are dangerous foes.

Where is Jorah Mormont?

Am I going to stay in Pentos and bide my time?To other city-states?

Maybe spend money to hire some mercenaries?

While thinking, he noticed some malicious eyes around him, and subconsciously touched the money bag tied around his waist.

In the current situation, the two hundred golden dragons on his body were his only reliance on survival.

Need to buy weapons for self-defense quickly.

Nights in Pentos, dangerous journeys, my songs...

(End of this chapter)