Game of Thrones: Royal Game

Chapter 105 Illyrio's Mansion
"I feel sad for the misfortune that your family suffered," Illyrio looked back as expected, "Please allow me to welcome you on behalf of His Majesty Viserys, please enjoy." As he said, Illyrio suddenly realized something was wrong, "Speaking of which, why didn't you come to me directly? Instead, you attended such a banquet?"

Daeron, who had already given up on suing the Unsullied guards, couldn't bear the anger in his heart when Illyrio brought up this topic, and told Illyrio about his experience of being humiliated by the guards.

"Well, I did give such an order," Illyrio seemed to remember something, with a rather helpless expression, "I don't know why, some time ago there appeared several wandering mercenaries pretending to be Westeros nobles. They Made me impatient, that's why I gave that order, and I have to apologize for my negligence."

What would happen if Illyrio was told about Tarobane's slave ship?Hearing Illyrio's words, Ian suddenly thought, I just need to explain that we accepted this task in order to get an invitation to the banquet, then he should take care of it as a matter of course.

But this will cause Tarobane to be unable to eat and walk around with Illyrio. After Illyrio finds out the cause and effect of the matter, will I have any doubts about my credibility?
"You two lords, if you don't mind, you can each choose a horse from my stable later, how about it?" Just when Ian was struggling, Illyrio offered a compensation plan.

The modest smile on his face could not conceal the arrogance in his attitude. Obviously, Illyrio already knew about Daeron's failure in the riverland operation and the loss of the boat. In his eyes, his so-called apology was to use one person and one horse to send the two wandering knights away.

Seeing this scene, Ian completely stopped thinking about telling Illyrio about the slave ship. Illyrio had already despised him enough. Leave an impression of trash in Illyrio's eyes.

Once he was judged to be useless, it would be foolish to ask Illyrio to recommend him as Viserys.

"Then... since you two have no choice but to attend this banquet," Illyrio beckoned some servants, "if you wish, you can leave the banquet at any time. You are staying here temporarily, and my servants will make arrangements for you. Room.

Please feel free to visit this house and basement, just treat this as your own home, and if you need it, please feel free to tell my maids, they will never say no. Illyrio saluted slightly, "But please forgive me now, I will talk to you in detail later. "

After Illyrio finished speaking, he returned to the group of merchants without waiting for a response from the two of them. Originally, today was also their time to discuss business.

Of course, Ian didn't stay here, but he and Daeron followed the servants arranged by Illyrio to their rooms in the mansion.

In the middle of the room is a feather mattress. The mattress is thick and soft. Ian sank into it as soon as he sat down. He rolled on it twice childishly, as if recalling the big bed in his previous life. Then he stood up with a smile and came to the window.

The golden sunlight shines through the shutters on the Myrish patterned carpet in the room. Outside the window is a circle of cherry trees, distributed around a marble pool, and in the center of the pool stands a painted stone sculpture of an Assassin. .

This reminded Ian of those players who were in the last three places in the standings. Now that the first month's settlement date has passed for a few days, the assassins who went to kill them should have succeeded, right?

After closing his eyes and logging into the auxiliary system, Ian checked the emails he hadn't checked last night.

[No.30 Nine-day settlement report, the current number of remaining players: 36]

This number was even higher than Ian expected. It seemed that apart from the three players at the bottom of the standings, there were also many casualties among players in other meat grinders.

[Bounty task [-] 'Treasure Hunt' Old Town has been completed]

Just last night, the meat grinder in Old Town was over, but the treasure chests of Volantis and Yidu were still not found, probably because there were too few players in those places, and players at this stage simply couldn't get enough Points to buy leads.

Judging from the difficulty of this planning and design task, the possibility of finding the treasure chest without clues is about zero.

After confirming that there were no other emails, Ian logged out of the system and began to 'review' the words he had prepared for the Illyrio school exam.

Suddenly, he heard a girl's voice behind him.

"Ser Ian," the girl's common language was slightly rusty, "Governor Illyrio arranged for me to serve you."

Ian turned his head. It was a beautiful blonde girl with a pair of blue eyes and a slender figure, but where she should be fat, she was quite large.

"My lord," she said, "Master Illyrio invites you to dinner, but it will be a long time before that."

"Are you a slave?" Ian inexplicably remembered Tarobane's description of Yunkai's bed slave.

"I was sold here to please the king." The girl did not answer Ian's words directly, but stretched out her hand and began to untie Ian's belt, "Please let me serve you."

Ian pressed her little hand and shook his head at her. This environment is not suitable.

Unexpectedly, the blond girl obviously misunderstood what Ian meant, and she quickly said, "If you prefer boys, sir, we will arrange one for you right away."

Ian:? ? ?
Ian froze for a moment, then realized that the other party thought of him as gay.

He smiled and shook his head again.

This moment completely stupefied the girl, in her worldview, it is definitely not normal for a young man under 20 years old to refuse this kind of service.

Seeing the girl's shocked expression, Ian also came to his senses.

This is Illyrio's first-level school exam!If a man can even resist women, how can he be easily controlled by Illyrio?
"I like to take the initiative." Ian quickly changed his attitude and put his hand on the girl's waist. "You were sold here to please the king. How does the king think of you?"

"It depends on your opinion. Here, you are my king."

Immediately, Ian was pushed down by a pair of slender hands, and his whole body sank into the soft feather mattress.

Ps: Every step chosen by the protagonist is the most cost-effective [convinced feasible] solution I can think of under the current conditions.

Many schemes are very simple at first glance, but the risks and benefits are actually not directly proportional to the actual operation without relevant cheats.

(End of this chapter)