Chapter 70: Tormo: I don't believe it
The people of Braavos, or rather the people of Sea Palace, are quite cunning.
They did not specify where the final arena would be.
Instead, they secretly released the news that they would take over one of the three theaters: Meteor Theater, Seven Star Theater, and Purple Mist Theater.
These three theaters are the largest and most luxurious in Braavos.
It can accommodate two thousand people to watch the game at the same time.
Some rich and noble people did not want to miss the game, and even more so, did not want to miss the opportunity to meet Aquaman.
So I bought seats in three theaters at the same time.
Meris, for example, bought three theater seats at once.
Since both the Golden Company and the Storm Crows had members participating in the competition, they directly obtained several seats.
Those who have less money can only buy a seat in the theater and try their luck.
But this strategy does not cheat the poor.
They usually don't come to the theater for two or three months or even half a year.
As the celebration begins, theater prices change every day. For example, the ticket prices of the three major theaters have increased more than ten times.
However, the schedule for this final game is public.
Some civilians who could only stay outside the venue participated in the "gambling betting" method through cars.
It's just like the big bear who lost his purse the day before yesterday. If he didn't have a gem close to his body, he would have trouble even eating now.
"That Viserys seems to be quite strong, why not bet on him and give it a try?" Big Bear thought.
He counted out ten gold coins from the few in his pocket and bet on Viserys.
Viserys was scheduled to play first on the first day.
The opponent was a swordsman from the Zainen family who had just returned from a mercenary group.
Big Bear had seen that man before. Although his swordsmanship was good, it was still some distance away from Viserys.
"Anything else? Anything else?"
"Viserys the Braavos lover versus Banro of the Lance! Any bets?"
"Bet one hundred gold dragons! Viserys wins!"
Herbo shouted that he had won back all the money he had lost by betting on Brother Long Er two days ago.
Compared with Daxiong's rational judgment, he has given up thinking.
He has already decided that no matter who the Second Brother Long wants to fight, he will just bet on him and that's it!
Whether you can make a fortune in one go depends on this.
Compared to the noise outside, the theater seemed much more orderly.
After all, anyone who can sit here can be called a respectable person.
Many of them also brought servants with them.
What's more important is that Aquaman himself is here.
Everyone pays attention to their words and actions.
Suddenly, the appearance of a figure caused a commotion among everyone.
The man was wearing a blue and gold brocade cloak and holding a dragon bone scepter in his hand.
It was Frego Antalion.
The Sea Lord of Braavos.
"Salute His Majesty the Sea King—"
A voice shouted, and everyone bent and nodded, saluting towards the high platform in the center, like a large field of fallen wheat.
Frego waved his hand, and the people around him shouted again:
"His Majesty the Sea King announces that preparations for the swordfighting competition have begun—"
Everyone took their seats, but still looked carefully toward the center stand.
Frego tilted his head slightly, and a servant whispered in his ear.
"Your Highness."
"Have Lord Ross and Lord Tormo come here and watch with me."
"yes."
...
Both of them were a little surprised by Aquaman's invitation.
But accidents are accidents, and it is impossible to refuse.
"Your Highness" and the other two saluted to Frego together.
"Sit down, my lord."
As he said this, he pointed to the two chairs next to him.
The two of them sat on Frego's left and right.
"Who do you think is most likely to win this sword fighting competition?"
Frego asked.
"The swordsmen this time are all very good, each with their own strengths. It's hard for me to make a judgment, but I am still optimistic about a few of the mercenary swordsmen. After all, they have experienced life-and-death battles, so their swordsmanship and mentality should be better than those of young people."
"The young man," Thormer answered, referring of course to Viserys.
Ross was not to be outdone and directly said that he was optimistic about Viserys.
"When I see him, I think of myself when I was young."
Ross said with a smile.
However, the other two people subconsciously criticized:
"Isn't this flattering yourself? Are you as handsome as him?"
"Although the winner of the championship swordsman will still depend on the competition, I think the winner of the first place in the music should be decided this time." Frego said.
He was pleased with all three of Viserys's pieces.
Seeing him say that, Ross smiled.
No matter what, Brother Long Er at least won a championship.
This will also be important for Faria next.
It can be said that out of the three championships, our side has already won one and a half!
That's pretty good.
"You mean..." Tormo asked in a flat tone.
"Yes, that Viserys Targaryen."
As soon as he finished speaking, the smile on Ross's face grew even wider.
"I am honored to share the same views as His Highness. The songs he created will be sung for at least a hundred years!"
"Yes, he is a very talented young man." said Frego.
Seeing the two of them singing the same tune, Tormo felt a little unhappy.
"These pieces are indeed good, but Your Highness, please forgive me for being narrow-minded, but I always feel that these pieces were not composed by him."
"Every time Viserys submitted a piece of music, there was a messenger from His Majesty the Sea King watching. If it wasn't him who wrote it, who would have done it?"
Ross on the side immediately argued.
"That's why I said I'm narrow-minded. I want to know, this Viserys seems to be only fifteen years old this year. He came to Braavos when he was seven or eight years old. When he was in his teens, he always appeared in various social occasions, hoping to get an army to regain the throne. Has he ever been a sailor?"
Ross sneered, "So, according to you, every bard who sings about chivalry must have been a knight?"
"Lord Ross, that's not what I meant. I meant that Viserys is too young.
Take the first piece for example, it really doesn't seem like something a young man could create. What do you think, Your Highness?"
Frego knew that Tormo still wanted to "struggle" a little longer.
Although he intended to support the Zainen family, it would not be too obvious.
"Yes, there are some, but that doesn't mean he has any evil intentions."
Tormo smiled. Since Frego had opened the door, he had to seize the opportunity.
"Here's what I thought. After the competition is over, we'll let him compose another song in front of us. If he can still compose a song of similar quality, I'll give him another 50,000 gold royals in my name!"
Fifty thousand gold dragons. Ross glanced sideways. This guy is really rich.
"But if he can't do it, I don't think the dragon egg should be handed over to such a person."
Frego pretended to be thoughtful, then turned to look at Ross.
"I think Lord Tormo's proposal can be considered. What do you think?"
Ross thought about it and decided that if Viserys really had that ability, this would not be a bad idea.
This will also help shut up Tormo.
"It's all up to your Highness, but what theme should we choose?"