A group of crows had been resting on the top of the castle tower for a long time. At this moment, they suddenly fluttered their wings and flew into the sky.
Viserys also left the courtyard with the maester and went to the conference hall.
…
at the same time.
distance.
In a magnificent temple, there are monks in red robes walking through the temple everywhere. When they meet each other, they put their hands together and bow slightly to salute, and then leave in a hurry without saying a word.
A woman in red is kneeling on a futon, with a brazier in front of her, and the flames are burning in the brazier.
The woman in red clothes restrained herself and knelt down quietly, staring at the fire in front of her.
And at this time.
Phew~
The flame in the brazier suddenly jumped slightly, disrupting the previous burning rhythm. The red-robed woman's heart also skipped a beat, and she suddenly woke up from the state of contemplation.
"what happened?"
The woman's eyes narrowed slightly, and her gaze fell on the beating and twisted flames. Then, she seemed to see a picture from the flames.
"This is…"
The surprised expression on the woman's face gradually became calmer, her beautiful eyes didn't even blink, and she even became a little mesmerized while looking at the scene in the flames.
"It turns out that the dragon is about to be resurrected."
This voluptuous woman in red robe had just seen the figure of a silver-haired boy from the flames.
He seemed to be grilling a huge egg, and then he was talking to a woman. Then a bachelor wearing gray robes with a chain around his neck came over, and the two chatted a few more words.
However, all the pictures she saw were just silent short films without any sound, and finally ended abruptly.
"No wonder His power is reviving."
After the scene stopped, the woman was silent for a while, and then whispered softly.
Not only she but also other red-robed monks in the temple can feel that their connection with the King of Light is becoming closer. Even small flame magic with a low success rate can be cast. Coupled with the best magic, the red god recently
There were many more believers in front of the temple than usual.
And all this is a miracle that has never happened again since the dragon became extinct.
Followers of the Lord of Light, unlike other forms of magic believers, do not acknowledge the existence of magical tides, and these people have put forward a counterargument.
They believe that it is the dragon that brings magic, not magic that brings the dragon.
Because they found that when the dragon existed, their connection with the Lord of Light would deepen, and after the dragon was extinct, all the monks would be unable to feel the traces of the God of Shadow and Fire.
Therefore, these believers of the Lord of Light devoutly believe that dragons and gods must have some kind of connection.
Then, a breeze blew by, and the flames in the brazier completely dissipated.
The woman's copper-red hair fluttered in the wind, revealing half of her delicate cheeks, she lightly opened her red lips and muttered to herself.
"It seems...the great Lord of Light has given me guidance."
Then the pretty woman stood up from the futon where she was kneeling, and her loose red robe shrank slightly, covering the fair skin on her chest.
Her body seemed to contain a scalding heat, which always attracted people's eyes to fall on her involuntarily.
"I need to take a trip."
Then the woman's eyes looked into the distance.
...
And in the distance.
Inside the council chamber of Fort Andalos.
"There's been a rebellion in the Iron Islands, and Balon Greyjoy has become king himself?"
Viserys sat on the seat in the council chamber, looked at the information in his hand, and then raised his head.
This is what the maester calls a big event. The rebellion in the Iron Islands has set off a huge storm in Westeros like a bombshell.
After all, no one could have imagined that the Iron Islands would quietly and suddenly launch a rebellion, even catching the Lannister off guard and disrupting Viserys's plan.
Viserys vaguely remembered that there was indeed a rebellion in the Iron Islands, and that Theon, who later lost his brother, became the adopted son of Eddard Stark, Duke of Winterfell.
However, he couldn't remember the specific year this incident happened, and he didn't expect that it would be at this time.
"So it seems that the burning of the Seven Sacred Cathedral was really not unintentional. The Greyjoy family had already planned it."
"So...what should we do?"
Viserys raised his head and looked at the people in the conference hall. His Prime Minister Ser Geoffrey, Prince Oberyn from Dorne, his trainer Ser William Darry also came on crutches, and the dragon
The Bachelor of Stone Island.
"Your Majesty, I think we should take the opportunity to attack King's Landing."
"Kill the usurper and take back the Iron Throne!"
When the instructor heard Viserys's words, he suddenly became slightly excited and couldn't wait to stand up and speak.
His health is already very poor, and he doesn't know how many more years he can live. If he hadn't rested peacefully in Andalos, he might have passed away long ago.
However, his greatest wish to avenge his brother Jon Darry and help Targaryen regain the Iron Throne has yet to be realized.
Now that they have taken root in the homeland of the Andals, they have begun to accumulate strength, and sudden changes in the continent of Westeros have once again caused waves. He believes that this is a good opportunity to send troops to attack Westeros.
After all, there are still many nobles loyal to Targaryen in the Seven Kingdoms. If His Majesty leads the troops back to Westeros and then raises his arms...
However, after the gray-haired old man finished speaking, everyone present fell silent.
Although it has accumulated a certain amount of strength now, is it too early to attack Westeros at this time?
"cough--"
At this moment, the old jazz coughed slightly and opened his mouth.
He first glanced at Sir William. The former head coach of the Red Castle was twenty years younger than him. However, he was now half-blind in one eye, and his legs and feet were still weak and needed a cane to walk. His gray hair looked like
Older than his age, he continued.
"If we join forces with the Iron Islands and Dorne, can the three of us attack Westeros?"
The views put forward by the old knight made everyone present look at each other.
The silver-haired boy sitting in the center was still wearing simple casual clothes, with one hand on his chin, and his lavender eyes fell on the table, not knowing what he was thinking about.
Viserys did not speak, but everyone's eyes fell on Oberyn, Prince of Dorne.
Oberyn rubbed the soft beard on his chin slightly, and did not speak in a hurry. He was silent for a while and then spoke.
"Now is not the best time to attack Westeros. The strength of the Wolf, Deer, Osprey Alliance is still very strong, and now it also includes the Lion."
The Lannister have a queen in the Red Keep now.
"But even if the time is not yet ripe, it does not mean that we cannot participate in this war."