He seemed to have known that Tyrion would come. After letting Tyrion in, he stretched his head to look at both ends of the street before gently closing the door.
"You are still so careful. Is it because of your big baby?" Tyrion teased when he saw Varys close the door.
"This is just the custom of our industry. I wonder what important matter has brought you to my humble home?" Varys frowned slightly, looking a little puzzled.
"You should know better than I do." Tyrion ignored Varys.
Varys frowned even deeper, as if he was thinking hard.
"Remember your testimony against me at the trial?" Tyrion asked threateningly.
"Whether I tell the testimony or not, it won't change anything, right? If I don't say anything, your father and sister won't let me off easily."
After hearing Oberyn's words, Tyrion no longer hated Varys. The question just now was just a trace of resentment during the trial.
"Where's Shae?" he went straight to the point.
"I haven't congratulated you on your freedom yet!" Varys did not answer Tyrion's question, but bowed to him.
"It seems that Shae should be sent away by you." Tyrion had already guessed the result and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
"The deep love between you and your spouse is truly enviable."
"I'm going to find her!" Tyrion said decisively.
"Do you really intend to spend the rest of your life with her?" Varys asked, looking Tyrion in the eyes.
"I think Shae won't mind if I take her to serve Daenerys, the Mother of Dragons!" Tyrion looked to the east.
"I think the Mother of Dragons wouldn't mind having another maid." Varys shrugged.
Tyrion immediately objected: "I will not let her be a maid again!"
"Then you must take good care of her."
Tyrion said nothing, but nodded slightly.
"The one who reminded Prince Oberyn was the Mother of Dragons, right?" Tyrion asked a concerned question.
"No." Varys shook his head.
"No?" Tyrion didn't expect that he would guess wrong.
Seeing Tyrion's puzzled expression, Varys said again: "Probably not."
"Shouldn't it be?" The more Tyrion asked, the more confused he became. It seemed that even Varys himself didn't know who asked him to convey the advice.
"You may not believe it, but I have never met Daenerys, the Mother of Dragons."
Tyrion really didn't believe it and asked, "Then how can you be loyal to her?" Tyrion thought that such an important matter must be served in person.
"One of the queen's men... found me, told me some news, and then asked me to pledge allegiance to Daenerys and send you to Slaver's Bay."
"Who is her subordinate?" Tyrion felt that it was not formal enough to let only one subordinate contact Varys, the versatile chief of intelligence in King's Landing, unless the subordinate had a special identity and was important.
"I don't know who he is." Varys was also helpless about this.
"you..."
Tyrion didn't know what to say. He felt like Varys had been kidnapped. You didn't even know who asked you to be loyal to the Mother of Dragons, but you were so willing to work for her?
Varys knew what Tyrion wanted to say. Thinking of the fear he felt when he first saw the contents of the mysterious man's parchment, he still found it incredible.
"He knows almost everything about me, including things that haven't happened yet, and things I might do but haven't had time to think about yet." Varys said slowly.
Listening to Varys's story, not only did he, the person involved, feel a deep chill, knowing things he had never thought of. What kind of terrible ability was that?
"Is he a green prophet?" Tyrion asked tentatively. He was well-informed and had a good memory, and he also had some knowledge of the occult.
"As far as I know, the Greenseer can only predict the vague future. It is impossible for him to see that Oberyn will be careless and killed." Varys has studied the mysticism more deeply than Tyrion.
Tyrion didn't know what to say now, remembering that Oberyn once said that even after receiving such advice, he was not sure if he would accidentally get close to the Mountain and be killed.
"He also knew about the Red Wedding of the Wolf family and hinted at me to save them. He also knew the mastermind behind Joffrey's Purple Wedding." Varys continued without hiding anything.
When they work together in the future, Tyrion will have to be told these things sooner or later.
"I was wondering how they could escape the killing plot designed by Walder and my father. It turns out you sent the letter. Who is the mastermind behind the Purple Wedding?" Compared to the Red Wedding, Tyrion was more concerned about the mastermind behind the Purple Wedding who almost killed him.
"It was Littlefinger who conspired with the Queen of Thorns."
"Littlefinger?" He had guessed about the Queen of Thorns before, but he didn't expect that there was a shadow of Petyr Littlefinger in it. Why did he kill Joffrey? Tyrion was puzzled.
"There are many incredible things that Littlefinger has done, you just don't know them, including your mistaken capture by Catelyn and the death of former Duke Arryn of the Eyrie, all of which are related to him." Varys never stops talking until he shocks the audience.
Tyrion never expected that the mastermind behind the Eyrie trial that almost killed him was actually the finance minister Petyr Littlefinger who ran a brothel.
It is true as Varys said that he did things that no one would expect him to do.
"What is his purpose?" Tyrion asked the question that someone once asked Varys.
"I can't guess it either. Maybe only the mysterious person knows!"
"A mysterious man?" After asking this question, Tyrion realized that the mysterious man Varys was talking about should be Daenerys' mysterious subordinate.
"He calls himself You-Know-Who." Varys answered even though he knew Tyrion had guessed it.
"You little bird in Slaver's Bay, don't you know who the mysterious man is?"
"I haven't found any information about the mysterious man." Varys was also a little frustrated.
"But I know that the mysterious man should be able to command the dragon. Of course, it is also possible that the queen instructed the dragon to help the mysterious man." Varys remembered what the strong man from Tidehead Island saw.
"Giant dragons?" Tyrion asked in confusion. He remembered that the three little dragons seemed to be born only a little over a year ago.
"Yes, giant dragons! They are as big as the legendary mammoths, with a wingspan of nearly 20 meters. And they are not just giant dragons, they can also transform back and forth between adults and juveniles."
"What?" Tyrion felt that none of the shocks he had experienced since he was a child was as great as today.
He had never seen a dragon that could change size in a book, and how could a dragon change from big to small and then from small to big?
"I don't know why he can change size, but it is true. However, only the dragon named Drogon can change. The other two dragons cannot change, and they are only the size of ponies." Varys could not explain the unexplainable.
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly thought of a question. He had always suspected that the mysterious man was an alien who could command the clever birds to leave messages for him.
Now that I think about it, could it be that the dragon that can change size has always been the one that sent me the message?