Chapter 130 Balerion

"Varys?" He muttered repeatedly, and then looked carefully at the king's intelligence chief.

People called him the eight-legged spider, with a heavy scent of powder, fine and comfortable silk clothes, and a humble smile on his face.

"Hello, my lord." Cole responded to his greeting.

He nodded gently, "Please call me by my name, my lord. Forgive my interruption. If you want to ask for directions, no one knows this castle better than me. After all, I have been here since Aerys's reign."

"That's really long enough. You should go to the Citadel to compile history for the kingdom, my lord."

"Meow~"

A one-eared black cat flew from the corridor, disrupting the pace of the two people. It rushed across and was extremely domineering.

Both of them couldn't help but look at the back of the black cat, and only heard the eunuch say, "This is an old friend. I have never known its whereabouts. I didn't expect it to be here."

"Is there anything you don't know?"

"Except for the gods in heaven, no one can know everything." The eunuch smiled lightly. "That was the cat of Princess Rhaenys of the previous dynasty. She was a lovely little baby, as beautiful as her mother. She always held her black cat. She named the black cat "Belerian", but there is a difference between a black cat and a black dragon, my lord."

"I heard that Amory Lorch dragged her out from under the bed and stabbed her with "fifty knives", which is a clear number." His tone was quite cold. "How many times can you stab a four-year-old child, Lord Steward."

"This is a cruel question." He looked helpless, "But sometimes a cup of poppy milk may relieve the pain of an old man better than a knife."

Kore seemed to be seen through his mind.

"I heard that you were raised by the Night's Watch, my lord." The eunuch asked.

"Well, I grew up on the Wall."

"At the beginning, Aegon V sent two hundred honor guards to escort his brother, and also sent his Kingsguard Ser Duncan." Varys sighed, "The Wall has sent letters, and the Night's Watch has also come, but the kingdom's energy is difficult to take care of the north. Alliser Thorne once came to King's Landing with a short paw. Although Lord Tyrion laughed at him, he still let him take some people back."

"Are you talking about Maester Aemon?" It is hard to imagine how the maester felt when he received this news. How much he loves children and his family.

The eunuch nodded, "When Rhaegar was in the Red Castle, he often sent letters to the Wall with birds. He seemed to have a good relationship with our maester."

"Why do you tell me these things, my lord." Cole looked at him puzzled.

The eunuch smiled mysteriously, then sighed sadly, "When people get old, they always tend to fall into memories. Where are you going? My lord, please let me take you a ride."

He led the way in front, chatting politely from time to time.

At the corner of the Maiden's Residence, Cole returned to the resting place arranged for him.

"Thank you very much." Cole thanked him.

The eunuch hid his hands in his sleeves, "It's an honor to serve you, my dear lord."

He seemed to suddenly remember something and took out a note from his sleeve, "My lord, someone left something for you in a blacksmith shop on Steel Street. Maybe you can find time to go and take a look."

Cole took the note, and Varys walked lightly, leaving him a back view silently.

Eight-legged spider-Varys.

He has a group of small birds under his command, and he has the most detailed intelligence in the Seven Kingdoms. Nothing in the Red Castle can be hidden from him.

This is an extremely complicated person, and it is hard to guess what he wants.

He is not as eager for power and status as Little Finger Petyr Baelish, and his position is also vague.

Dangerous, he is very dangerous.

Cole didn't know why he contacted him, but there must be a reason.

He looked at the note in his hand, which was a simple map.

"Lord Cole." José came to greet him.

He put away the note and walked into the guest house of the palace.

The cobblestone road connected to the guest house. His gift was placed in a small inner courtyard. He passed through the oak door of the courtyard. There was a small flower bed in the front yard, and a pomegranate tree. Two guards were guarding the door. A flaming white bird flag was hung in front of the door.

"Lord Cole." The guard greeted him.

Nodding, Cole walked into the door frame. There were only two knights accompanying him. Because the relationship between his camp and King's Landing was quite tense, he didn't go anywhere. He just drank idly in the yard.

"My lord, you are back." The fat little Duran stood up. He was the knight who came with him.

"Don't you want to go for a walk? There should be many acquaintances here." Cole sat down and asked José to sit down at the same time.

Duran shook his head. He didn't want to be with that group of traitors.

Cole picked up the wine pot and poured wine for himself.

"You seem to be familiar with the little evil Tyrion Lannister, my lord." Duran asked.

"We met on the Wall, when the king was still Robert Baratheon. He followed Robert north to Winterfell, and then came to the Wall. I went south with him, but later we separated for some reasons."

"They said it was the fire and chains of the little devil that led to our defeat." Duran whispered, and finally said the word "little devil".

Cole nodded. Tyrion's arrangement did hit Stannis's army hard. He bought precious time for Tywin Lannister's reinforcements to arrive at the battlefield, and almost blocked Stannis's retreat.

He was not a person who could not get drunk, but he felt a little drunk at this time. He didn't know how much he drank with Tyrion, looking at his confused look.

After drinking with Duran for a while, he returned to his room to rest.

A big bed with feathers and a silk blanket.

At midnight, he felt something furry at his feet.

Cole got up in shock and reached out to grab the sword beside the bed.

It was a pair of green eyes.

His breathing rose and fell, and the moonlight shone on his face. The sweat beads on his forehead were crystal clear like gems inlaid in silver hair.

"Meow~"

A cat cried.

Then he could see the appearance of the one-eared cat in the moonlight. It was the black cat that ran past him and Varys in the corridor of the castle.

The pair of eyes looked at him coldly and walked slowly from the edge of the bed.

The black cat walked directly to his pillow, then leaned over and curled up.

Cole put down his sword, and it turned out to be just a cat.

"Are you Balerion?" He was talking to a cat for some reason.

The black cat looked up at him.

But it was not cute at all, with a broken ear and a scarred face.

For some reason, his heart suddenly tightened, and he felt a little sad.

"It's not easy to live in such a big castle, right?" He reached out and touched its head.