vncnus Chapter 21: The fat pig is overturned, and the players are fed.
Chapter 21: The fat pig is overturned, and the players are fed.
"You're a smart man, why would you think of using my things to bribe me, Illyrio?" After a long pause, Viserys looked at Illyrio with a hint of sarcasm in his voice.
Gods above!
Upon hearing this, Illyrio nearly coughed up blood and died on the spot.
Gods, listen to this! This Targaryen boy is speaking no human language at all.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty is saying... What does Your Majesty think we should do?" No matter how strong Illyrio's mentality was, it took him a while to finally manage a forced smile, as he looked up at Viserys.
"Illyrio, from today onwards, everything here still belongs to you, and you will still be my future Minister of Finance. However, for the sake of the great cause of restoring the kingdom, everything in your home will be temporarily under my control, such as the command of the Unsullied Squad."
Viserys stood up, put his hands behind his back, and looked down at Illyrio, who was bound in a turtle shell and breathing heavily, having been tricked by some god-like player.
"Shameless..." Although he was prepared, Illyrio couldn't help but blurt out his true feelings when he heard the terms.
"What did you say?"
"I say... Your Majesty is wise! For the sake of restoring the kingdom, and to kill the usurper's family, I am willing to offer everything to help Your Majesty!"
Illyrio's lips twitched, and he could no longer force a smile. Oh well, he thought, I'll just have to survive first.
"Very good. My men will push you out in a moment. Don't do anything you shouldn't. Gather everyone in the mansion together."
Illyrio had no objection and nodded numbly.
Seeing this, Viserys gestured to the side, and Xian Dan and Zhao Xiaotian, who immediately understood, each grabbed one of Illyrio's arms and walked out.
A group of players, perhaps out of curiosity or fear that the fat pig might escape and affect their completion of the beginner quests, followed it out in a swarm.
"They even called Mark, the latrine cleaner? This must be incredibly serious!"
"Yes, yes, I've been living with my master's family for so many years, and I've never seen so many people here before!"
Amidst the murmurs of the servants and the curious gazes of the mute slaves, Illyrio appeared, protected by two "Unsullied":
"From today onwards, I no longer need your service. You may all leave. Each of you may take one gold coin."
Wow!
The entire venue erupted in cheers!
A gold coin!
The servants, who had been in a state of confusion after hearing the first half of the sentence, were now overjoyed.
"One at a time!"
In the corridor leading outside, an Unsullied called out to the servants as Viserys had instructed.
"I'll go first!"
The first person stepped forward and ran into the corridor.
To everyone's surprise, the corridor door then closed.
"My lord, hehe... gold coins?"
As soon as the servant came out, he saw Viserys, whom he recognized as a distinguished guest of his master.
"Pay him the money." Viserys glanced at him, but didn't reply. Instead, he looked at the Unsullied beside him.
puff!
The dagger pierced through his chest. The servant tried to scream, but his mouth was covered by the Immaculate One, and he struggled but could not make a sound.
As the servant's struggles weakened and he was pulled away by the Unsullied, the Unsullied, who had been standing behind the corridor door, opened it again:
"Next!"
Viserys glanced at it, then turned and left.
Illyrio was now under house arrest, and apart from two silent, mute Unsullied, he had no maidservants by his side.
They were simply locked in the room, with no means of communicating with the outside world.
Damn Viserys! You Targaryen bastard!
Illyrio cursed the instigator of everything in his heart with a dark expression.
After silently venting his anger, Illyrio began to worry about the safety of his wife and children.
His wife and children will not be discovered for a while, but his trusted men and servants have all been dismissed from the mansion. With no one to provide food, his wife and children will starve to death sooner or later.
Sigh, hopefully after his trusted confidant informs Varys, that eight-legged spider will find a way.
Illyrio, who spent his days walking his hawk, only to have his eyes pecked by a bird, thought dejectedly.
Meanwhile, as the Unsullied were carrying out their covert slaughter, Viserys had already led most of the players to the kitchen.
"Wow, this game is great! Not only can I be a swordsman, but I can also cosplay as General Sun!" The player, a tomb raider, twirled the poisoned dagger he had just obtained from a treasure chest and looked around with great interest.
"Go away, don't you understand? This is where people hoard weapons. Do you really think it's a tomb raiding place?" His sister-in-law said, looking at him with an expression that said, "You don't understand."
"Who cares about anything else? I heard them say that this place is full of armor and weapons. His Majesty even gave each of us a piece. Tsk tsk, those are treasures that you can't even get from a treasure chest!" The player, the FBI Director, said with a lecherous grin.
Standing right next to him, Zhishuweiyatingyan couldn't help but smile. "You think you can't even get good stuff from a treasure chest? You've really never tasted good pork before."
I found the Tears of Rhys, which can kill without leaving a trace, in a bronze treasure chest. Isn't that much better than the scrap metal you'll get?
Hmph! Pointing at a mouse and calling it a duck, he proudly raised his head amidst the bewildered looks of the others.
"His Majesty has decreed! Each person may choose one set of armor and swords! Whoever gets them first keeps them! Brothers, fight it out!"
With a roar, the players instantly transformed into hungry wolves, their eyes gleaming with greed, and began to swarm towards the cave entrance.
"Calling a mouse a duck! If you're not going to use foul language, then elbow me! You son of a bitch!"
Viserys watched the chaotic players with a smile. "Let them fight it out. Once my 'leeks' have finished drinking the soup, the rest of the meat will be mine."
Players carrying torches rushed down into the cave, then sprinted towards the passage at top speed.
"Damn it! I'm the best on the school team now, and you guys think you can outrun me!"
"You little brat on the school team, keep messing around! I've been a pro for three years!"
"I've been a defensive midfielder for four years, and you want to compare yourself to me? What's wrong with giving me a five-second head start?!"
The gloomy cave was instantly transformed into a lively place by the flickering firelight and noisy sounds.
"This is the stone gate! Whoever grabs it first gets to keep all the swords, spears, and halberds!"
"Haha, the player who transformed into Usain Bolt, with a single strike dealing 990 damage, was the first to arrive at the stone gate, shouting excitedly as he panted heavily."
"Get out of here!" The player train that followed sped past, knocking One-Sword-Nine-Hundred-Nine to the ground, becoming the first player to rush into the stone gate.
"Damn it! I grabbed that sword first!"
"Brother, this sword is covered in runes, it definitely has an attack bonus. Here's the deal: I'll give you 1000 in real money, you can give me this sword and go find something else!"
"Get lost, I'm rich!"