Chapter 307: The Grey Fog Rises

Andalos.

As evening fell, the sun set in the west.

The light in Viserys' bedroom within the castle was somewhat dim, and the corridor was unusually quiet.

He had returned to Andalos a few days ago to handle some matters, and came back to his room in the evening to look for a document.

However, he inadvertently noticed the inconspicuous statue on his bedroom table, which seemed a bit different from before.

"Hmm?"

The setting sun outside the window cast a long shadow of him, and Viserys voiced his confusion.

"What is this..."

He then picked up the small stone sculpture from the table, his fingers gently brushing off the dust on its surface.

Apart from this sculpture, there were also an old copper mirror and a rusty bronze candlestick on Viserys' table, all of which were left behind after he had dealt with Gillian.

After absorbing the black fog attached to their surfaces, Viserys didn't find anything else particularly special about them, so he didn't pay much attention and left them on his table in the castle of Andalos.

But recently, after spending a few days back in Andalos, he noticed their anomalies.

All these items, which Gillian had brought out from the ruins of Valyria, were now emanating a thin layer of grey fog.

Viserys took a light breath of it, and then started coughing uncontrollably. Clearly, this grey fog was not beneficial to the human body, and the Smoking Sea that enveloped the ruins of Valyria was filled with such dense fog.

Immediately, Viserys thought of the various rumors that Ramsay had recently collected from the market.

Sailors coming from Pentos were adamant that the area of the Smoking Sea was expanding, constantly swallowing passing ships.

His former employer was swallowed by the dense fog of the Smoking Sea and never came out again.

He also knew someone who could confirm his observations. The cities of Tyrosh and Elyria, both near the ruins of Valyria, were full of people discussing this matter.

The locals were terrified, claiming that the vengeful spirits of Valyria had resurrected and were seeking revenge.

At first, Viserys treated this matter as a joke.

Because according to his memory, he didn't remember such a thing happening. Although the progress of this world had advanced, there was no such thing as something coming from nothing.

"Is it really just a rumor?"

However, after thinking about it carefully, Viserys felt that this matter might not be unfounded.

Rumors about this had been circulating for a long time.

Viserys had heard such stories before, but it wasn't until now that more people started to pay attention and the rumors began to ferment.

The vengeful spirits of Valyria?

Viserys didn't know the true nature of the world-ending catastrophe, the wrath of the gods that happened back then.

But could a shattered continent and a destroyed civilization still stir up any trouble?

He felt that the sudden unrest in the ruins of Valyria should be related to his black fog.

After all, if something came from nothing, then his black fog should be his most distinguishing feature.

And this black fog had never appeared in his previous life's memory.

Of course.

Viserys was a thoughtful person, and he didn't rule out the possibility that there might be something wrong with his memory.

Some things could be remembered, some things could not.

Or perhaps he was Viserys, and an unknown entity had injected the trajectory of prophecy and a segment of false memories about his previous life into his body.

So he changed from Viserys to 'Vis

erys'. As far as he knew, the Old Gods and the Red God seemed to have such abilities.

However, the silver-haired young man didn't dwell too much on self-doubt, otherwise, he would have gone mad before he could unravel the answer.

After all, his arrival in this world had already changed the course of this world. The gods hadn't interfered, perhaps because they hadn't noticed yet.

The black fog was born with him, and it had always been luring Viserys to explore the ruins of Valyria.

"There must be answers there."

Viserys held a faceless statue of a unicorn goddess in his hand and couldn't help but murmur.

He then put the stone statue back on the table, found the large box where he used to store the dragon eggs, and put it along with the copper mirror, candlestick, and the broken jar that were found with it inside.

Clack—

He then closed the lid and added a few more locks to prevent them from causing any more trouble.

And Viserys didn't like anyone watching him while he slept, not even a statue.

After all these things were done, Viserys sat on the bed and pondered for a while.

Then he got up and paced back and forth in the room for a while, finally deciding to personally visit the ruins of Valyria as soon as he finished all the matters at hand.

"I can't delay any longer."

The ruins of Valyria had already shown terrifying unrest, and who knew what it would turn into if it continued.

The scattered grey fog swallowing the whole world?

Moreover, the crux of the problem was on him. Others could afford to be unhurried, but Viserys had to be vigilant.

Now his territory was thousands of miles away from the ruins of Valyria. It was not realistic to lead an army to conquer the ruins of Valyria. Viserys could only ride his dragon and go explore it himself.

Although the ruins of Valyria were fraught with danger, Viserys had Balerion to help him.

Plus, he himself was no longer an ordinary person, possessing several extraordinary methods. Even if he encountered any danger, he could turn it into safety. There was nothing to worry about.

"While Robert is battling the White Walkers."

Although he was still uncertain, once his thoughts became clearer, Viserys knew what he should do next.

Not long ago, the equipment that Viserys had asked Master Tobho to make was ready.

It would make Viserys more comfortable sitting on the back of the dragon, and it wouldn't make Balerion feel uncomfortable.

After all, apart from humans, no creature likes to have too many things put on its body. They prefer to run free.

And Master Tobho also talked to Viserys for a long time about Gendry.

He really wanted to teach this child his best skills, but he didn't expect that the child would be scared off by the blood sacrifice and ran off to become a guard.

Now Master Tobho didn't have to personally wield the hammer to forge. He had become an official of the kingdom's craftsman's creation.

This was a position newly established by Viserys. Although it didn't have the qualifications to attend the Privy Council yet.

But in the future, Viserys hoped to promote this process.

Now the Privy Council consists of the Hand of the King, the Commander of the Kingsguard, the Master of Finance, the Master of the Navy, the Master of Justice, the Grand Maester, and the King.