Chapter 142 Two women meet

Gavin hovered high in the air, overlooking the hell-like scene below. The originally menacing Volantis fleet was now in a miserable state. The billowing smoke rose into the sky, covering half of the sky, like the haze of doomsday.

As Gavin's fleet set sail, the remaining Volantis warships were unable to withstand the overwhelming offensive.

The soldiers of Gavin's fleet were like tigers rushing into a flock of sheep, quickly boarding the remaining warships and capturing Volantis's warships one by one.

The slave soldiers dropped their weapons one after another, held their heads in their hands, and became prisoners.

This battle has no suspense at this point.

Gavin returned to the deck of the Bellerys again. Hassan, who had been waiting here, hurried forward and said with joy beyond words: "My lord, this is a great victory! Are we going to take back the disputed land next?" "

After hearing this, Gavin shook his head and said: "No, we don't have that many troops. Next, we have to dedicate some warships and soldiers to transport all the captured ships and prisoners back to the Stepped Stone Islands." After a pause, Gavin The order said: "You lead the fleet to clean up the coast belonging to Volantis according to the previous method. The focus is on the opponent's shipyards. No one can be left behind."

After hearing this, Hassan said: "Sir, the population we have acquired this time is too large. I am afraid that the land of these islands alone cannot support so many people, and there are more slaves in Volantis. Do we need to bring them all with us?" Return?"

Gavin nodded slightly and said: "I plan to build several large-scale factories, so the more people there are, the better. Moreover, the food we captured is enough for everyone to eat for two years. In the future, we can also purchase food and reclaim those uninhabited islands. You Don’t worry, go ahead and bring back everything you can.”

After hearing this, Hassan straightened his body and said solemnly: "My Lord!" Then he turned around and quickly arranged various matters. The entire deck was filled with a tense and orderly atmosphere.

The sea breeze caressed Gavin's face, and the sun shone on the deck. He looked into the distance, planning the next strategy. After these several naval battles, especially after the complete destruction of the opponent's shipyard, Volantis, Tyrosh and It is difficult for Myr to have a fleet again in a short time, and Gavin will not allow the other party to have a navy again. And Gavin has complete control over all trade on this route. He can increase prices and collect toll taxes at will, and even block the route to trap the three cities. The three cities, which rely on maritime trade to survive, can only choose to bow their heads.

Now that there is no threat to the east of the Stepstone Islands, and there are not many forces that can challenge Gavin's authority at sea, he can then fully deal with the threat from the Iron Throne to the west, and he can become king without even defeating the royal fleet.

Margaery Tyrell finally arrived at Lys Island after a long voyage of more than ten days. As soon as we landed on the island, what we saw was the busy scene on the pier. Countless supplies were being unloaded from the ship, in large and small packages, piling up like mountains. Driven by the soldiers, the prisoners walked off the ship dejectedly. Their faces were haggard and lifeless, and no one had the intention to pay attention to the scenery of the port.

Margery had no time to pay attention to this noisy scene. After explaining her purpose to the port official, she hurried towards the Governor's Palace under his guidance.

She stepped into the reception hall of the Governor's Mansion and saw a girl younger than her sitting on a high seat. She had long silver-gold hair hanging down like a waterfall, shining with a charming luster. Wearing a purple dress, she exudes innate majesty. Lying at his feet was a red baby dragon that was more than one meter long. The barbs on the dragon's head made the dragon look very ferocious. When the red dragon heard the noise, he raised his head and glanced at Margaery, then lay down and continued to sleep.

Next to her, stood a knight in armor. The shadow of the helmet covered most of his face, making it difficult to see his full face, but it added a bit of mystery and coldness.

At this time, the knight in armor said loudly: "Before you are Daenerys Targaryen, the Stormborn, the Breaker of Shackles, the Mother of Dragons, the Unburnt, the Andals, and Rhoynar. Queen of the People and the Ancestors, Ruler of the Seven Kingdoms and Guardian of the Whole Territory!”

Since following Gavin, Daenerys has always regarded herself as the heir to the Iron Throne, but when she learned that the person coming was Margaery Tyrell, the Rose of Highgarden, she couldn't help but want to overpower her.

Margaery smiled slightly. She saw the little girl's bluff at a glance, and then said calmly: "Good day, Your Highness, I am Margaery, the daughter of Mace Tyrell, Duke of Highgarden and Guardian of the South. Tyrell.”

Daenerys frowned slightly, puffed out her chest, and said with a bit of childish stubbornness: "Miss Margaery from Highgarden, you should call me your majesty. As far as I know, your father was loyal to my father."

Margaery shook her head gently, her tone soft but firm: "Yes, Your Highness, my father was not only loyal to your father, but also led troops for him to besiege Storm's End, but as far as I know, you have never had any interest in the throne. Although this is your right, you have always claimed to be Sir Gavin's fiancée." He paused and said with a smile, "Maybe I missed the news. Have you already become the king?"

Daenerys bit her lip, a trace of displeasure flashed across her face, but she quickly regained her composure and said in a pretentious manner: "As you said, I am available at any time. I want to know what is the purpose of your coming here?"

After hearing this, Margaery said softly: "I came here this time to meet my guardian knight, Sir Gavin Belerys, and to discuss some cooperation with him on behalf of the Tyrell family."

Daenerys said, "Gavin is not on Lys Island at the moment. I can represent him. You can tell me what the Tyrell family thinks. I believe I have enough ability to handle it all."

Margaery smiled modestly and said, "Thank you, Your Highness, but this matter concerns the future planning and layout of the Tyrell family, which is too important. Only by communicating with Sir Gavin face to face can we elaborate on our ideas and sincerity. I hope you can understand. I don't know where he is. Can I go to him now?"

Daenerys was a little unhappy, but she still said, "Gavin is on the sea with his fleet. His whereabouts are erratic. I don't have accurate information, but you can wait for Gavin here. I have prepared a comfortable residence for you. I hope you will be happy to be here as a guest."

Margaery bowed slightly and saluted, "Thank you for your hospitality. I'm sorry to bother you next."

Daenerys waved her hand and signaled the knight beside her to take Margaery down to rest.

Margaery glanced at Daenerys, then smiled and left with the knight. Daenerys looked at her back with complicated emotions in her eyes.