Chapter 64 The Fate of the Courtesan
The result of the competition reached Tormo's ears in less than twenty minutes.
Compared to his busy older and younger brothers, the second son Anderson was still serving him tea and water.
"You arrange this matter. Anyway, I only have one request, that this guy die in the ring!" Tormo said to Vitas.
"clear!"
In Tormo's opinion, since Viserys has made it clear that he wants to go against him, he should be eliminated as soon as possible.
This way, maybe he could make friends with Robert and get him to buy more weapons and equipment and even ships for his family.
Looking at his elder brother who was so valued by his father, Anderson felt a sense of crisis.
He knew he had to do something, otherwise he would never have a chance to turn things around.
On the other side, the Zainens also quickly learned the result of the game.
Ross stroked his wife's growing belly, still digesting the news.
"This Viserys's martial arts are truly extraordinary."
"Besides, both the brother and sister are very beautiful, and they both look smart."
Messers told her husband incessantly about the deeds of Long Erge.
"I really hope our children can be like their brothers and sisters."
She touched her belly, with infinite longing in her eyes.
After following the advice of Brother Long Er, her complexion has obviously improved.
Her cheeks were white, tender and rosy, which made Ross's appetite increase.
However, considering my wife's physical condition, I have to restrain myself.
"Rose, I think whether we have a boy or a girl, we can consider finding a brother-sister marriage."
"Marriage?"
"Yes, you see, first of all, they all have pure Valyrian blood, and they are all beautiful and smart. More importantly, this Viserys is very good and can bring help to the family!"
"Okay, then you should take good care of yourself and have a healthy child first."
Ross kissed his wife on the forehead and thought her suggestion was a good one.
But there is one more thing to consider.
In the past few years, Brother Long has been seeking to restore his country. If he still has such thoughts now, then I can only persuade Messi to give up.
If he was willing to stay in Braavos and become a wealthy man, then I could consider it.
Robert's rule was becoming increasingly stable. If Viserys insisted on being the same as before, he would be an unstable factor and he would never be able to become a blood relative with him.
On the other side, Herbo, who had been busy for two days, also heard the news of Brother Long's victory.
He was not surprised at all.
Long Erge made him responsible for protecting those who played his songs from being harassed.
But his people can only operate on the periphery.
Outside the celebration, "Sailor" was sung almost everywhere in the streets and alleys.
Especially on the dock, this song can be heard almost everywhere.
Some people almost vomited after listening to it.
Herbo felt that he had played almost no role.
So he spent some money and hired someone to sing to help promote the song for Brother Long.
Moreover, they can start betting on the next round of competition. As for how to choose, he has already made up his mind. Just bet on the second brother to win.
As for Morel and his son, they personally supervised the manufacture of armor and weapons for the second brother Long.
He spent almost a quarter of his fortune to make a set of sophisticated armor and weapons for Brother Long Er.
Morel also bought a few extra gems to be inlaid on the armor of the second brother Long.
"Father, I don't think we need to jewel Lord Viserys's armor. If he goes to the battlefield, won't the jewels cause him trouble?"
Morel thought so and it made sense. After all, even the Free Cities had heard of the Ruby Beach where Rhaegar was killed.
"So what do you mean?"
"Should we build Lord Viserys an extra weapon of his design? Of the finest steel?"
"Okay, I'll listen to you."
So Morel placed an additional order and made two Fang Tian Hua Ji and a set of fine steel armor for Brother Long.
However, some decorations are still necessary.
The three-headed dragon on the armor even has a gold outline. In a nutshell, it can be described in two words - cool!
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On the first day of Brother Long's victory, some small mercenary groups came to invite him.
But he rejected them all.
At this time, he had already arrived at Faria's boat, preparing for the next song.
As soon as Brother Long Er arrived on the boat, Asha never took her eyes off him.
"Hasn't the theme for the next song been sent over yet?"
"Well, it should be soon, let's wait a little longer."
With nothing else to do, Brother Long started chatting with Faria.
"Ms. Yueying, if you win the championship, how will you celebrate?"
"celebrate?"
Faria looked a little confused, and there was something indescribable in her eyes.
"I should be invited to the Zainen family's castle."
Having been trained as a socialite since childhood, she knows some of the unspoken rules:
He won the game on behalf of the Zainen family, and the two sides will have in-depth cooperation later.
To ensure their loyalty, the Zainens would have her virginity taken away.
If anyone questions it, the Zainen family will come forward to guarantee it.
If she doesn't listen...
Needless to say, of course.
This is their fate.
Viserys didn't know this, and seeing that Faria seemed to be trying to change the subject, he didn't discuss it any further.
The two chatted for a while about mercenaries and the grudges between them.
Of course, these are just what Faria heard, and they are just for his reference.
As time went by, the two waited and waited but there was no result for the next round of poetry topics.
Faria was also a little confused, because she was clearly informed that Viserys should participate in the next round.
How did it turn out like this?
The later the next round of themes is delivered, the less time left for Brother Long Er to create.
Even though he had only taken less than an hour to 'create' The Sailor last time, Faria still felt that it was a little unreal.
He thought that perhaps Viserys had 'written' the song a long time ago and just happened to get lucky.
in other words,
A blind cat catches a dead mouse.
As for whether he will be so lucky in the next round, I don't know.
In fact, Faria guessed correctly, the second brother Long had indeed "created" it in advance.
But he "created" not just one song, but hundreds or even thousands.
After all, the mercenary profession requires one to be away from human habitation all year round, and coupled with the high-pressure "construction environment", it would be suffocating if one did not develop some hobbies.
Therefore, Brother Long was not in a hurry, but also enjoyed the night view with great interest.
And Faria repeatedly asked Asha to go outside to find out the news.
However, three or four hours passed and there was still no movement.
"What should I do? There are less than three hours left before the deadline for submitting songs." Asha said anxiously.
Viserys had known that the Fregar family would continue to make things difficult for him, but he did not expect them to be so despicable.
If they really continue like this, I'm afraid it will be difficult to get the dragon egg.
Another quarter of an hour passed, and the person who was supposed to deliver the subject finally arrived.
The person who was learning to play was also covered in mud and had bruises on his face, as if he had encountered some accident.
"Excuse me Miss Moony, our carriage has overturned."
Faria did not waste time, but asked him to quickly hand over the topic to Brother Long Er.
The messenger who came to deliver the subject felt somewhat guilty and didn't understand how such a thing could have happened.
The axle broke halfway through the journey.
It is said that the person in front of you is the author of "The Sailor".
He also thought that the song was very nice, but he didn't know what kind of song he could play in just two hours today.