Chapter 633: Benila's Bravery
King's Landing, Red Keep.
Parliament Hall.
"Lady Maryse of Storm's End has a letter from Raven, willing to send 800 troops to support the crown prince."
"Mrs. Margaery of Highgarden also has the same intention. She is willing to mobilize 1,500 people, plus half of the fleet of Qingting Island."
Justice Minister Jaspi and Finance Minister Lin Man reported one after another.
"Not bad. Together with the fleet of the Velaryon family, we have an army of more than 3,000 people."
Viserys sat on the main seat and smiled with satisfaction.
Sun Tzu's declaration of war seemed to him childish.
An army of three thousand men can conquer the Iron Islands without any problem, but the Basilisk Islands must reconsider.
"His Majesty."
Grand Bachelor Orwell looked hesitant and wanted to say something.
Rhaenyra was sitting at the head of the left side and interrupted: "Father, you should ask about the requirements behind support."
Her face was not good, and she looked sad.
Viserys scratched his chin and asked doubtfully: "What are the excessive conditions?"
"Yes." Rhaenyra was a little impatient and sneered: "The black widow of Highgarden is engaged to Visenya for her brother, Duke Leonor. This is simply a blackmail."
Viserys frowned.
This was not over yet. Archmaester Orwell followed up with a report: "According to Lady Elena of Storm's End, Prince Aemond killed Lady Malice's fiancé in the name of a martial arts contest. The fight between the two men was fierce."
That fiancé was Cassandra's lover, Sir Steve of Eagle's Nest.
"What did you say!?"
Viserys thought he had heard wrongly.
The third son Aemond is already married to Lady Celine of the Cetiga family.
The two have been married for many years without any children, and their relationship is on the verge of freezing.
According to rumors not long ago, Aemond and Lady Elena were having an affair at Storm's End, causing quite a scandal.
How could he be involved with Duchess Malice again in the blink of an eye?
"Your Majesty, I know you are in a hurry, but please don't be anxious yet."
Orvel was quite helpless and couldn't say anything: "Prince Aemond is young and energetic. Maybe that's not the case. I don't know for sure."
"hehe."
Rhaenyra scoffed.
That one-eyed boy is the most attuned to the situation, and women are just his playthings.
However, the women at Storm's End are not good people either. They all take advantage of each other.
Viserys was confused and couldn't make up his mind.
This mess is more Targaryen than Targaryen.
Linman hesitated for a moment and then asked: "Your Majesty, Duke Leonor of Highgarden proposes marriage to the royal family. Do you think it is okay?"
"No!" Rhaenyra refused directly and said forcefully: "There is no need to mention this matter again. Neither Rhaegar nor I will allow children to be traded."
Lin Man shut his mouth and looked at the old king silently.
The king is not in King's Landing, and the queen's voice is still slightly weaker than that of the old king.
Rhaenyra's face darkened, and she was greatly dissatisfied.
"We will discuss this later."
Viserys laughed, stood up and said, "Inform the two duchess to send out the agreed forces so as not to delay the war ahead."
After that, he patted his daughter on the shoulder to signal not to be so angry.
Isn’t it just a condition?
It's like a merchant doing business, paying with one hand and delivering the goods with the other.
The vassals paid the money first, and whether the royal family would give the goods or not depended on their mood.
"Your Majesty is wise."
Sea Snake, who had been watching the show, stood up and left the table with his tall body.
After half a lifetime of contact, Viserys was a master at pretending to be confused.
I haven't suffered much politically.
…
same moment.
Nass Island, desolate jungle.
"Work harder and be more agile!"
"..."
Accompanied by the grinding sound of the iron saw, towering ancient trees fell to the ground.
A large number of slaves were hunched over, and a dozen of them worked together to carry a thick log toward the coast.
clang! clang!
Dalton looked grim, swinging his ax to chop down the tree trunk.
Just got the news that the Iron Islands were destroyed.
Pike City was burned down.
The parents, brothers, wives, and concubines of his crew members were all killed in the flames.
The more Dalton thought about it, the angrier he became, and suddenly sneered: "Haha, a good death, all the crew members are dead anyway."
It happened that the whole family went to see the Drowned God.
At this time, a skinny slave walked to the side and accidentally fell down while picking up tree branches.
Bang--
The slave fell to the ground one second, and the sharp ax blade hit the back of his head the next.
The skull creaked, and the ax splattered with blood.
Dalton's eyes were gloomy and he continued to cut down trees, muttering: "When I build the fleet, I will let you see what true cruelty is."
The corpses of slaves lay nearby, chopped down into meat pies as the trees fell down.
Dalton didn't even look at it, it was like a fallen leaf lying on the ground.
Wow…
Suddenly, there was a sound in the primeval forest, and birds were chirping and flying around.
Dalton frowned and looked up warily.
boom--
Clouds and mist surged in the sky, as if giant beasts were moving through it, setting off an inexplicable messy and violent wind.
"That's..."
Dalton's vision was transcendent and his pupils slightly contracted.
A pale shadow appeared above the clouds, its tattered wings covered the sun, and a gray-white tail as sharp as a bee's needle drooped down from the clouds.
"dragon!!"
Dalton's expression changed drastically and he subconsciously blurted out.
The gray-white dragon tail disappeared in a flash, but he recognized the species at a glance.
He recognized the terrible creatures that burned down his family and turned them into ashes.
…
Essos continent, Qohor Forest.
"Hiss!"
The gorgeous moon dances in the sky, hovering over this primeval forest.
Benila, with her short lop-eared hair fluttering wildly, lowered her head to inspect every path.
"Faster, Moon Dancer."
Roughly sweep through the east area and pull the saddle rope to go to another area.
Yuewu blinked her vertical pupils, turned her rounded dragon head around, and flapped its wings to speed up westward.
Although every day is a boring patrol mission, the dragon will not refuse the driver's instructions.
Gradually, the sun sets.
Benila was exhausted and sighed: "Let's go back, Moon Dancer."
As he spoke, he patted the dragon's back gently, as if to appease the dragon.
"Hiss!"
Moon Dancer neighed happily, swept away her fatigue and flew high into the sky, and returned to Qohor facing the setting sun.
…
Kohol.
Rhaegar was sitting in the rebuilt temple hall, discussing food, grass and supplies with several ministers.
Damon was sitting opposite, playing with an exquisite emerald wine cup.
Cole, dressed in silver armor and white robes, moved to fight Qohor, standing tall and tall behind the king.
Smoothly...
There was an orderly sound of footsteps, and Benila walked into the hall alone.
Rhaegar saw him and asked, "How is it? Is everything okay today?"
The construction of the castle in Dagger Lake is on track, and the enemy's counterattack is gradually launching.
First there was a rebellion in Norvos, and then the towns and marketplaces of the Golden Fields rallied mobs to resist.
Until not long ago, Bluffs and Pentos wooed the Dothraki people on the Great Grass Sea and ran to Qohor and the Golden Fields, burning, killing and looting.
In just one month, the continent of Essos was in chaos.
"Your Majesty, everything is fine."
Benila took off her cross-body backpack and stood aside feebly.
She is responsible for patrolling the forest of Qohor to prevent Dothraki invasion.
The patrol lasted for more than a month, but not a single enemy was seen.
"No one is good. Darren is not as lucky as you."
Rega smiled slightly and said gently: "After a tiring day, find a seat and rest for a while."
The relationship is too complicated, cousin, adopted daughter and future daughter-in-law.
You should be given preferential treatment no matter what.
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Benila forced a smile and added: "I would rather have some bad luck, so as not to work in vain."
After saying that, he planned to sit next to his father.
Bang--
Without raising his head, Damon smashed the emerald wine cup on the chair.
Benila was startled and looked at her father in surprise.
"You think fate favors the unlucky?"
Damon's eyes were deep and he reminded: "Daeron fought day and night in the golden field, you should be grateful."
Benila's eyes widened and she asked, "Do you think I'm a coward?"
There are only two main battlefields. Daeron who is traveling with him shines in the golden field, and half of the continent of Essos is singing "Daeron the Bold" and "The Blue Queen".
On the contrary, she and Yue Wu, who took the initiative, were at the rear, and their achievements were far behind.
Damon was used to seeing his daughter complain, so he said calmly: "You can't even be called a coward."
How can you be called a man if your lower body has no foundation?
"What? Don't you think it's unreasonable?"
Benila was greatly stimulated, and Yue Yu's suppressed mood completely broke out: "Don't I want to go to the battlefield? Who captured the war elephant with the dagger Hula Stone?"
Why she was in Qohor was not deliberately arranged by her father and cousin.
Otherwise, she is more suitable than Daeron to stay in the Golden Fields to counter the rebellion.
"Just a few elephants and scared mercenaries."
Daemon was a little irritable and said arrogantly: "You should stay in King's Landing to accompany your adoptive mother and fiancé."
The battlefield is not a child's play, and it is not suitable for a daughter's home.
News came from Tyrosh that his nephew Aegon stayed on the Stepstones and was almost killed by a bastard from the Iron Islands.
Benila only thought that her father looked down on her daughter's virginity and was indignant: "I can do anything a man can do."
As soon as he finished speaking, he picked up his backpack and walked out.
She is going to find Daeron and work together to solve the rebellion in the Golden Fields.
Qohor and Norvos lit a green and scarlet fire respectively, and the rebellion was basically put down.
Only the scattered mobs on the golden field are still resisting.
The stubborn girl left as soon as she said she wanted, regardless of her old father's attempts to stay.
Dai Meng's face was complicated, and he couldn't say the soft words stuck in his throat.
At this moment, he seemed to see the shadow of his late wife Lanner on his daughter's back.
Rhaegar watched the entire quarrel between father and daughter, silently took a sip of sake, and said softly: "When the child is older, it's okay to have a fight with Daeron."
The younger brother is the youngest but the most calm in his work.
It was easy for two young dragon masters to resolve a peasant riot.
After being persuaded by his good nephew, Daemon's normally okay face suddenly fell, and he said displeasedly: "Damned Velaryon blood, born to be rebellious."
Just blame the sea snake in King's Landing.
Lei Jia clicked his tongue and suppressed a smile: "Maybe, a daughter can't help her father."
To be honest, Benila's fearless character is more like a wandering prince than a sea snake.
The same violation of rules, the same lack of acceptance of restraints.
Blessed is Aemon, the second son.
