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Chapter 23: The Scapegoat

Five minutes later, he opened another drawer and took out a stack of pale yellow parchment, a quill pen and ink, and began writing quietly. He stopped only after filling three sheets of parchment. After the ink dried, he carefully rolled it up and put it into his sleeve, closed the window, and walked out of the room.

Avoiding Varys's sight, Drogon saw him go to another room where the window faced the sun and was easily exposed, so Drogon did not go over.

Varys didn't stay in there for long before he walked out, looked around the courtyard, locked the door and left.

Drogon followed him from a distance, and only returned to the courtyard when he saw him walking away. He broke the window of the wizard's room, opened the drawer and took out paper and pen. He wanted to write a letter to Varys. As a dragon who could not speak, he could only communicate in this way.

Thanks to the powerful dragon clan's heritage, he can not only understand multiple languages, but also read words. As for writing, he can only practice on the spot.

Occasionally, he would gut the game and feed himself. His little paws had become very flexible. He recalled the common language in his mind and practiced what he was going to write.

The common language is composed of letters, similar to English, and is not difficult to write. The parchment is soft and feels like writing on wet rice paper.

After wasting two sheets of parchment, Drogon finished writing the crooked contents of the letter. He was about to put the paper and pen into his backpack when he suddenly remembered the lovely girl Shireen. He took a piece of parchment and wrote two more lines.

Instead of putting the remaining parchment into the drawer, he left a few as backup, put the quill pen and ink cartridge into his backpack, closed the broken window, and chased after Varys.

Not long after flying, I saw Varys walking leisurely. I continued to follow him to a simple little courtyard under the northern wall of King's Landing, and Varys opened the door.

Drogon looked around the courtyard and didn't see anyone else, so he took the opportunity when Varys entered the house to place the written message on the stone table in the courtyard.

He put the parchment away and hid under a big tree on the roadside outside the yard, observing quietly.

Without making him wait any longer, Varys went in for a quarter of an hour and two ravens flew out of the window one after another. He then came out with three rolls of parchment in his hands, which still had traces of wax seals on them.

He walked with his head down and read the contents of the parchment. Just as he was about to enter another room, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the parchment on the stone table out of the corner of his eye.

"Hmm?" Varys looked at the parchment with a frown on his face. He did not rush forward, but looked around vigilantly. Drogon quickly hid his little head behind the dense branches and leaves.

Finding nothing, he walked over to the stone table and picked up the parchment.

The more he read the contents of the paper, the more frightened he became. Just a few lines of crooked letters made his forehead bead with sweat.

Ever since he had the little bird and his tentacles extended to four continents, he had never felt such panic as he did now, as if he was being stripped naked and watched by others.

Holding the thin parchment, he looked around again. His long-held confidence in his control over the continents was shattered, and he no longer trusted his little birds as much as before. There was also a hint of fear from the person who had left the message.

He had never told anyone about the contents of the letter. Some of them were just his thoughts that he had not yet put into action. However, they were written on the parchment, as if they were printed out from his heart.

It's not that no one in King's Landing knows that Daenerys has three little dragons. He not only reported this news to the new king Joffrey, but also told the little devil Tyrion.

But the information they were told was not detailed, very vague, and the content of the information was delayed.

They only vaguely knew that Daenerys had hatched three dragons, but they had no idea of ​​their exact sizes or appearances. According to records in books, a dragon takes three to five years to grow up after birth. If they want to use them in battle, they must first be tamed and recognized as dragon riders before they can control them.

Therefore, it may not worry the people in power in King's Landing. Even if they are worried, they will have no time to slay the dragon when they hear that Daenerys is thousands of miles away in Qarth.

Not only did the parchment say that he had concealed detailed information about the dragons, but it also said that he intended to choose another wise master, and Daenerys was the one he planned to serve.

As for his ambitions, he had only talked heart-to-heart with a righteous and stubborn person like Eddard Stark in the dungeon. Given his temper, he would never reveal them to others, and he had no chance to reveal them.

The paper even said that he planned to help Tyrion escape from King's Landing and recommended him to be loyal to Queen Daenerys. Even he himself has not decided on this, so it can only be regarded as a future idea at most.

Because he has not completely given up on King's Landing and has not completed his assessment of Daenerys, she can only be considered his reserve queen now.

But if he really goes to serve Daenerys, then given how much he values ​​Tyrion, she is very likely to take Tyrion away to fulfill her own grand ambitions.

But these thoughts haven't taken shape in my mind yet, so how can the other party know?

After fear came anger. The first person he thought of about the origin of the letter was Petyr Littlefinger, a truly sinister villain whose means of manipulating people's hearts were even better than Varys'. Only Littlefinger could understand his inner thoughts, and there was no one else in the four continents.

The meaning of Petyr's letter was obvious. He must have known from somewhere that I wanted to sabotage his plan to secretly take Sansa away from King's Landing, and used this letter to threaten me.

This despicable villain, Varys never considered himself a good person. Although he has been working hard for his grand ideals, the effect has been minimal.

And he had done many bad things, especially after Pentos had been emasculated, which even he was ashamed to think of now.

Although he is not a good person, it does not prevent him from admiring good people and hating bad people. Otherwise, when Eddard was imprisoned in the dungeon, he would not have tried hard to persuade him to acknowledge Joffrey's status as the legitimate heir in order to save his life.

Nor would he open up to Ed and tell him his grand ideals when he asked him what he wanted.

And the person he hates the most is Petyr Littlefinger, even more than the crazy woman Cersei.

After calming down, he began to think about countermeasures. If the contents of the letter were reported to Joffrey or Cersei, they would never let him go. In addition, his intelligence work had failed during this period, so Joffrey and the others would definitely believe the contents of the letter.

At that time, I will have no choice but to serve Daenerys. I just don't know if I can escape successfully then.

The letter that Littlefinger left for him was definitely more than just a threat. There must be other plots that he wanted his assistance in. Even he felt a headache at the thought.

Should I give up King's Landing completely? Varys asked himself.

However, now is not the time to go to the Slave's Bay. The purpose of Daenerys, the Mother of Dragons, killing the Lord of Good to obtain eight thousand Unsullied is still unknown. Although she has freed the eight thousand Unsullied from their slavery and liberated the slaves in Astapor, these may still be a cover for her to obtain eight thousand Unsullied.

Wait and see what Littlefinger wants from him, and see how Daenerys treats the two hundred thousand useless bed slaves of Yunkai.

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