The dark clouds slowly dissipated, revealing the bright sunshine that had been blocked for a long time, gradually spreading on the surface of the ocean that spreads in sight, and bursts of deep blue waves ripples.

The surrounding sea breeze is no longer severe, it becomes soothing and intermittent, the waves are stable, and it looks particularly warm when slapped on the reef under your butt.

Seeing all this quietly, Lan Li secretly felt a pity.

The storm did not really blow up, but suddenly disappeared after brewing for a long time, and even the endless huge fleet avoided the disaster.

Obviously this is not a normal dissipation, but a result of the interference of supernatural forces, probably the red-robed monks, or even the leader of the red-robed monk who was penetrated by his own arrow.

That's right, Lan Li didn't think that the red-robed monk was so completely dead.

Although he saw that the man was shot and killed by himself, in his memory, the red-robed monk had the ability to resurrect a person. He didn't know much about the specific situation, but he had already prepared for failure. At this time, the result was obvious.

However, shooting and killing the leader of the red-robed monk may have failed, but it does not affect his other gain.

Thinking of it, Renli turned his head and looked at the sloppy young man lying on the stone behind him.

The man looked like a beggar, with long silver hair like weeds stuck to his cheeks. The clothes that should have been luxurious on his body were wrinkled at this time, with pale face and closed eyes, and now he is in a coma.

Lanley narrowed her eyes.

Originally, I came here just to observe the enemy's preparations to obtain intelligence, and also to hold the luxury of triggering the storm to come. However, after meeting the "sea monster" under the pirate ship and "communicating" with the acquaintance pirate to learn more about the details, Renli saw the opportunity.

So after the pirate threw a longbow and an arrow into the sea, Renli took action. The effect was obvious—

The man behind him is Viseris Targaryen, the only male left in the Targaryen family.

In other words, this person is the core of the enemy's uprising, the king's candidate, and his position among the enemy is comparable to that of Robert Westeros.

But now, the enemy's "king" has been captured by himself...

"So there seems to be little hope for withdrawing troops, but at least it will make them mess around for a while." Thinking about the consequences of his actions, Lanli felt very optimistic. "Targaryen seems to be the only mother of dragons left, but she is a woman and now she has no dragons. Could she be given the title of queen?"

Lan Li was not sure about this, but he believed that the enemy would inevitably pay attention to a "famous army" or without the banner of Targaryen, they would be completely invaders, and the invaders would not be recognized by the local lords, which was completely different from the name of Targaryen's comeback.

But now it was useless to think about it. After thinking about it, he stopped thinking about it, but instead focused on the prisoner himself.

This hostage is very useful in your hands, but it is not that easy to take him back to Westeros. It is not a matter of supply. In fact, Renley had already considered supply when he was under the pirate ship. The fresh water and food were provided by the pirates, which was very sufficient.

The problem is to hurry up.

The sea monster is a very obvious sign. When Lanli was about to use the sea monster to raid the ship, the pirates had to run away in advance, otherwise they would obviously not have a good ending if they remained there.

The sea is not as good as land. With this difference, he could not find the shadow of the pirate at this time.

So you have to rely on yourself to return, and...

The young man who was unconscious on the reef suddenly let out a faint moan, as if he was about to wake up. In fact, he had already woken up before, and Lan Li had asked all the things he should ask, and found that this man was obviously a simple-minded fool, and the things he knew were of little value.

So at this time, Renli had no idea to communicate with Viserys. After hearing the noise, he stood up and kicked it directly. The beggar-like prisoner "slept" again.

Then Lan Li looked at the sea ahead. Under the dark sea water, a huge black shadow could be seen vaguely hiding at the bottom of the sea. The tentacles were swaying unconsciously, silently, but they seemed extremely terrifying.

It was an alienated sea monster octopus, a terrifying behemoth.

Lanli did not think of using the "Octopus Son" to continue attacking the enemy, because the last attack caused it to be seriously injured and could not be seen on the outside, but the emotions it conveyed were filled with pain.

However, after letting it go freely for a while, the pain of coming back again seemed to be much lessened. Not to mention anything else, it would be no problem to take two people on the way.

It's just that this is not fast, and it's very confusing...

...

“… Strange… It’s been too long…”

"Detox treatment... hateful..."

“You need to increase the amount…”

...

There was a faint sound of conversation coming into my ears. I was trying to hear clearly, but I was always vague and could not do it.

My thoughts seemed to be hung with a heavy object. No matter what I thought, they seemed slow and laborious. My whole body seemed to be disbanded, weak and painful everywhere, which made the old man lying on the bed feel very difficult and grinned unconsciously.

Then he felt the voices of conversation around him suddenly stop. After a while, relatively clear female words sounded from his ears, "Jon, are you awake?"

"Jon? Are you awake?"

The sound was very familiar. The old man thought hard, and after a while, he remembered that this was his wife, Lesa.

She is taking care of herself?

Why did you get sick?

Who is the person who talks to her?

Many problems slowly emerged in his heart, but they didn't seem to be very important. The slightly relaxed mind made the old man feel instinctively that his condition was bad. So he raised all his strength, his lips trembled and fluttered, and said something that sounded inexplicable, "Help me, help me to the chair!"

There was only one man and one woman beside the old man's bed. After hearing this, they looked at each other.

"what to do?"

The red-haired woman asked in a low voice, "He, he seems to be awake?"

"Just struggle before death." The thin man said disrespectfully: "He is too old. Even if the bachelor's detoxification treatment is effective, he will not want to recover."

"But he now-"

"Don't worry, there will be no problem."

As he said that, the thin middle-aged man stepped forward with confidence and supported the skinny and skinny old man lying on the bed, and stood up and leaned against the head of the bed, and raised his voice and said, "Madam Lesha, go and invite Bachelor Ke Meng over. The Prime Minister seems to be awake!"

The loud voice shocked the woman, then glared at her lover with anger, turned her head and walked quickly outside the door.

After a while, the young bachelor in a gray robe trotted all the way and quickly checked the old man who was lying on the head of the bed. However, his examination was hindered, because during this period, the old man insisted on sitting on the chair, as if this was an important matter.

His voice was as weak as a mosquito, but the majesty of the prime minister in the past forced the scholar to treat it carefully. At first, he pretended not to hear it, but finally he gritted his teeth and made up his mind, helped the old man out of bed and walked to the desk not far away.

The man and woman in the room looked at each other, thinking that this behavior might cause the "sickness" to worsen, so they did not stop it. But then the Grand Secretary Pai Shiel looked angry at this. After looking at the weak old man who was squinting his eyes on the chair, he stared at him and scolded him.

"The most important thing for the Prime Minister is cultivation now. What are you doing?"

"The Prime Minister ordered me to do this." The young bachelor replied. He was the bachelor brought by the old duke from the valley, so he naturally had to obey the old man's orders.

"Don't you know that this will make the Prime Minister's health worse?"

“I think proper activities will be more conducive to adult recovery.”

"You - you young man, your knowledge is so shallow. If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense! Get out of the way, I have to help the adults back!"

"But--"

The young bachelor didn't say anything, and suddenly stopped talking. The grand sir, who was quite angry, was stunned. Apart from them, the remaining man and woman in the room were even more startled.

I saw the old man who was originally lying on the chair trembled and picked up a letter and looked at it for a few times. He became much more energetic. His hunched waist was slightly raised, and his weak and tilted neck could barely support him. His drooping eyelids opened, and the turbidity that should have filled his blue and gray eyes suddenly became much clearer.

Then, as people stared in the room, the old man gasped and began to read the documents. At first, he was slow and trembling, but gradually became more flexible. Finally, he even felt like he had recovered from a serious illness. Even the breathing became much smoother. He even picked up a quill to start reviewing!

"I'm dreaming?"

The rustling sound of the pen touching the parchment paper was heard endlessly. The white-bearded Grand Secretary unconsciously stroked his snow-white beard, his expression was thoughtful and his heart was full of confusion.

The young scholar beside him was also quite surprised by this, but more were surprised. He watched all this excitedly from the side, and was sincerely happy for his master's recovery.
Chapter completed!