Chapter 61

It was the mayor of bravos.

He saw that wesselis had not left the cabin for a day after he got on board, so he came to see him.

He was afraid that the little king could not stand the life on the ship. After all, Longshi island was thousands of miles away from braavos. Their trip was to go to pantos first, rest there, load and unload some goods, and then set off again for braavos.

In fact, every time a businessman goes to sea, he bears a great risk. If it is not for a large commercial firm, the loss of a shipwreck is enough to ruin a bright looking businessman.

So they naturally have to learn to be greedy. Only when the pot is full will they stop.

However, when he saw wesselis, he was a little relieved, because the little king was in good condition and seemed to adapt to the life on the ship. He was not seasick and vomited faintly.

"Your Majesty."

"It will take us more than a month to reach bravos."

Bravos is located between the islands at the northwest end of the ESSOS continent. It is at the intersection of the narrow sea and the trembling sea. It is far away from Longshi island. Moreover, this route needs to reach pantos first, so it naturally takes a very long time.

Then the bravos messenger in a taupe robe offered to show wesselis around the ship.

"Visit?"

Wesselis frowned slightly at the invitation, but finally nodded and agreed.

"Yes."

Then wesselis followed the messenger on a brief visit to the ketch merchant ship.

There are huge sails on the deck, and below the deck is the cabin for storing goods. The lowest cabin also has paddle rooms on the left and right sides, with a long corridor in the middle.

Although the dhow has enough power to cross the narrow sea, it still needs some rowers to supplement the power when necessary.

And the ship is also a mixture of good and bad people. All kinds of small businessmen, mercenaries and people who want to leave the war-torn Westeros and go to the east continent to make a living also get together on the ship.

Wesselis simply followed the messenger out for a visit. He had a good breath. Being confined in the cabin all day really made him feel a little depressed.

When they came out for a stroll, many people sitting on the deck spread a mat and looked curiously at wesselis.

Although wesselis was dressed up, his silver blond hair was dyed blue, and his clothes were not very gorgeous. He was just an image of a son of a rich merchant or a noble young master.

However, the boy's temperament and the depth in his lavender eyes still make them aware that the boy's identity may not be simple.

A mother holding a baby sat on the deck, relying on the edge of the boat board. She was strong and unabashedly opened her chest to let the child drink milk. Her black hair was messy and looked a little gray.

However, when wesselis passed by her, her eyes fell on wesselis.

Curiously, she took a sneak look. She was surprised and unbelievable. Her eyes were a little strange.

Then he hurriedly avoided his eyes as if he were inferior, for fear of being discovered by this noble young master.

And the other side.

Several mercenaries also sitting on the deck were drinking and punching. They were wearing ragged leather armor, heavy hair and body smell. They could smell them from a distance. Their weapons were put at hand or pinned to their trouser waists and tied to their calves.

The group of drinking mercenaries made a loud noise, did not care about the views of the people around them, and the people around them were as if they were used to it.

Even an old man with a ragged body put on a layer of ragged bedding and lay down beside them to sleep.

This group of mercenaries also saw wesselis, whose face turned red because of drinking, but they were different from the woman who had just fed, and looked at wesselis without taboo.

Then one of them stood up unsteadily and went to wesselis to block his way.

The mercenary was full of body smell and wine, and wesselis frowned slightly.

He wanted to raise his hand to cover his nose, but at the same time he didn't want to provoke these people and cause unnecessary trouble because of his small actions.

Then the boy stopped and looked up at each other.

"Hey, noble young master."

The mercenary was shaky, and his station was a little unstable. His face turned red. When he opened his mouth, it was the breath of wine. He looked at wesselis and spoke first.

"The east continent is not so safe. It's a real place where people eat people."

"Do you need to hire people?"

Then the mercenary pointed to his companions who were drinking happily behind him, and then patted his chest.

"As long as the money is enough, our brothers are definitely not afraid of death!"

However, the two soldiers of Longshi island following wesselis saw this scene, became angry and resolutely stopped in front of the little king.

"Hey, hey, sorry, brother."

The guard pushed the mercenary out of the way with his hand. The drunk mercenary was pushed, stumbled slightly and almost didn't fall.

"Your Majesty... No, the young master is protected by the two of us."

The guard stood in front of wesselis and said. He accidentally slipped his tongue and almost leaked his mouth. Then he hurried to correct the way.

At the same time, the guard pulled out a little while holding the sword handle in one hand, and his face showed an expression of disgust.

"Young master doesn't need and won't hire you."

As soldiers who have received formal training after eating Wang's meal, they actually look down on these mercenaries and think that they have no sense of honor and just fight for money.

However, in fact, the regular army that broke up and mutinied was more dangerous than these mercenaries, and many of them were former soldiers. For various reasons, they finally chose to do the business of tying their heads to their trousers and belts.

The small conflict on the deck attracted the attention of the rest people and cast their eyes one after another.

However, the mercenary who was almost pushed down was not angry when he heard the guard's words. His body was filled with the smell of wine and stench. He just laughed twice. He seemed not to care about being humiliated by others.

Then he told wesselis that he could come to their brother if he needed help.

Then he sat back on the deck and ate and drank with the other brothers.

Wesselis, on the other hand, witnessed the whole scene, and his newly frowned brow relaxed slightly.

He looked at the mercenary with some curiosity, and then took back his eyes.