Chapter 22: The Secret of Varys

Landing is about 500 kilometers away from Dragonstone, at the end of Blackwater Bay, and is also a port city.

After crossing the Blackwater Bay, Drogon saw a huge city covering a vast area from afar. As the political, cultural, and power center of the Seven Kingdoms, King's Landing has a population of nearly one million.

The entire city was surrounded by tall walls with a total of seven gates for entry and exit. Near the city, Drogon's eyes were attracted by two tall buildings, both of which were built on the top of high hills.

One of them is a castle made entirely of red bricks, with complete walls, battlements, and arrow towers, just like a city within a city.

The other main structure of the building is seven crystal towers, one of which has a huge clock building on top, and a huge statue stands in the central square.

Drogon speculated that this might be the Great Sept that would be blown up by the Queen in the future.

After taking a look at the entire view of King's Landing from the sky, he descended in altitude to look for a place to stay.

Messenger crows often appear in King's Landing. With his size, there is a great possibility that he will be mistaken for a messenger crow as long as he is not too close. However, the oversized backpack is a bit of an eyesore, so he decided to find a place to put it first.

It is obviously not possible to put it in the Red Keep. It is heavily guarded and it is not safe anywhere. Even though the things inside are not valuable, it also affects Drogon's food problem.

When he found a target and was about to fly towards it, he suddenly saw two people walking out of the gate of the Red Castle, one fat and one thin, and his specific appearance could not be seen clearly.

After the two men went out of the door, they parted ways, one to the south of the city and the other to the north. drogon flew over the fat man's head and saw his appearance clearly.

He had a bald head and a round face. He was wearing a light yellow silk gown. He walked forward slowly with his hands in his sleeves.

Looking at the fat man's signature bald head and movements, and seeing him coming out of the Red Keep, Drogon wondered if he was Varys the Octopus Spider, the chief intelligence officer of King's Landing. After confirming his identity, Drogon followed him high in the sky.

Varys walked forward leisurely, occasionally looking left and right, as if he was on guard against being followed. I wonder if it was a professional habit.

drogon thought he would keep walking forward, but he saw him suddenly turn into a small shop. Judging from the shops lined up on both sides of the street, they should be stores selling silk and cloth.

Drogon could only land on the roof of a house opposite and observe quietly.

After waiting for ten minutes and still not seeing Varys come out, Drogon couldn't help but feel a little anxious. He even suspected that this might be his base, and he was studying intelligence inside.

At this moment, he suddenly remembered a rumor about Varys, saying that he was not only proficient in various stealing skills, but also good at disguise. Could the bloated woman who just walked out of the store be him?

After thinking about the direction the woman had just walked out, he quickly chased after her. Soon he saw the fat woman just now, walking along the street with a wide step, picking and choosing accessories or clothes from street stalls from time to time, and occasionally entering stores frequented by ordinary women or ladies.

After following her for more than an hour, seeing that she was still wandering around aimlessly, no different from an ordinary woman, drogon began to doubt whether he had followed the wrong person and couldn't help feeling a little regretful.

Of course, there was a reason why he followed the woman. Transportation in this world was underdeveloped, information was blocked, and there were too few talented people around the Mother of Dragons.

Jorah and Barristan are good at fighting, but you can't rely on them in other aspects, and Missandei is just a secretary.

Characters like Varys and Tyrion are even more scarce. Varys will sooner or later join Daenerys and take Tyrion away with him, but it is not known when they will join him.

The Mother of Dragons has already obtained Astapor, and her ultimate goal is the three areas of Slaver's Bay. After conquering them, management becomes a big problem. Although Drogon does not know the specific details, he knows that there will be many problems in the later stages, which makes the Mother of Dragons extremely anxious.

One of his main purposes for coming to Westeros was to recruit talented people and get Dragon Queen's territory back on track as soon as possible. He happened to see Varys but he might have lost him.

If you lose her, then lose her! He could not run away anyway, so he could only comfort himself like this. Just as he was about to give up following her, he saw the fat woman turn into an alley at the end of the street. Her steps were much faster than before, and her body seemed to be lighter.

drogon, who was about to leave, was still unwilling to give up and continued to follow. The fat woman walked a few steps and came to an independent courtyard. She looked around, took out the key and opened the door.

Seeing the familiar movements, drogon was delighted, thinking there was hope.

The woman opened the door and walked into the courtyard, and drogon also carefully crossed the courtyard wall.

The courtyard was not large and very simple, with only two houses. The woman entered the one on the north side.

drogon flew to the window that had just been opened and heard slight noises and the sound of water in the house. He carefully stuck his head out and saw a woman standing under another window, removing her makeup in front of a blurry bronze mirror.

After taking down her hair, she revealed a bald spot on her head. She was wiping her powder with a silk cloth, dipping it in water as she wiped.

It turned out to be Varys. He didn't follow the wrong person. Drogon was secretly happy.

At this time, Varys was still unaware and continued to remove his makeup and change his clothes. In less than ten minutes, he had regained his usual calm and composure.

Then he walked to the table, opened the drawer, took out a hammer, squatted on the ground to pry up the nails on the cellar cover, and slightly tilted his head to lift the cover.

"You must be starving! Today I brought you brown soup. It tastes good. I kind of miss its taste."

After Varys finished speaking, he opened the cloth bag he had just brought back from outside, took out a brown earthenware jar, took an extra-long straw as thick as an index finger next to the cellar, inserted it into the cellar, and placed a funnel on the straw.

"Just aim, drink slowly and don't choke." As he said this, he slowly poured the soup with a strong strange smell from the earthenware jar into the funnel with a gentle expression, as if he was feeding a patient who was seriously injured.

"This is..."

Hearing the faint humming sound coming from the cellar, Drogon on the windowsill was slightly startled. Could it be that the wizard Varys had raised was in there? That ****,

After persecuting Varys, the wizards threw him out to fend for himself, and he survived by begging and stealing.

Later he found that the stolen letters or notes were far more valuable than gold, so he found alert and intelligent children, taught them how to climb over walls, crawl through chimneys, read and write, and gradually formed a small intelligence network to collect intelligence for sale.

As his wealth continued to accumulate, his reputation gradually reached the ears of Mad King Aerys, who recruited him as the chief intelligence officer, specifically to find out those ministers who had spoken unfavorably to him and intended to harm him.

Varys's reputation grew, and he gradually became a figure feared and hated by the ministers and nobles of King's Landing.

As his little bird flew across the two continents, he easily found the wizard who had murdered him, ******, and kept in touch with his health.

What a ruthless man!

Watching Varys feeding the wizard with great patience, Drogon couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

It is hard to imagine that a man like him would take it as his duty to be loyal to the people. Is this what it means to have great love born out of great hatred?

Drogon was trying to figure out Varys's temperament outside the window. The feeding was finished in the house. He calmly closed the cellar cover, hammered the nails in, put the hammer into the drawer, and sat in front of the window, looking out quietly, not knowing what he was thinking.