Chapter 389
Moon Pool.
In the purple boat, 15 Archmaesters, 9 Iron Bank guards (plus faty Bessaro), still sit in a circle, but their attitudes have changed differently.
Three of them are still as they are, sitting on the back chairs, facing the center of the circle.
But the other 21 people, including Archmaester Seneschal, turned their chairs one way, with their backs to the center of the circle, facing out of the window, while covering their faces with a gauze.
Well, that wasn't a shroud to cover the bodies, none of them died.
Just use this way to protest against the rebels headed by Gebanys, against the sacred oath.
"Why so long?" The veil on Archmaester Seneschal's face was lifted a few times by the breathing belt, and his anxious voice came from below.
"You know, Ferrego Your Majesty must die tonight, and Purple Garments has a hard time getting on him," sighed a similarly veiled Archmaester.
"Will there be an accident? Daenerys is reckless, but she has been turned into good fortune many times, even Citadel's kind of kill can't kill her, maybe...oh!"Archmaester Seneschal worriedly said.
Bessaro pondered for a moment, snorted the veil on his face, and said: "Last time Citadel was careless, thinking that the poison and the arrows in the next room would solve the problem, and only arranged a Ten Men Squad to guard. The door.
Who would have thought, Barristan has Valyrian Steel armor, forcibly carried Daenerys and rushed out.
We learned a lesson this time, and we have a full two hundred elites, people Armor and crossbow.
Even if Daenerys and Gerold Dayne both wore Valyrian Steel armor, and even if Gerold Dayne had the swordsmanship of his cousin Arthur Dayne, he would be dead."
"Better not to kill her," said one of the guards hastily. "We need her secrets, the Valyria Grand Sorcerer inheritance, the Dragon Hatching secrets, the skills to train dragons, and maybe even the indirect control of her four dragons."
"Four dragons, with them, Braavos can rule the world, not financial domination, but a real throne!" he emphasized.
"Rest assured, Gebanys understands the importance and he will try to capture Daenerys as much as he can," Bessaro said.
"I don't worry about failure, at worst it's just the woman resisting and then Gebanys just kills her. Then the dragon comes to take revenge... We have Scorpion, and being a dragon slayer also Yes.
The point is, instead of going to Sealord's Palace as planned, she advertised our vows to negotiate with her, what will the citizens and the world think of us?" said one Archmaester.
Archmaester Seneschal pondered: "It's still Yasuhara's plan, Gebanys, Basbi, Charlton, and John will come out to form a provisional council and take full responsibility for the coup.
And loudly preach about Dragon Queen Killing Sealord Ferrego, and let everyone understand the danger of Dragon Queen to world peace."
Well, Basbi, Charlton, John Pine did not cover their faces with veils, nor did they turn their backs. Sit, they, like the Gebanys, betrayed Parliament.
At this moment, when I heard Lord Seneschal say that they should take full responsibility, the already pale complexion became more and more gray, and he opened and closed his mouth a few times, but he couldn't come out with a single word of rebuttal.
These are all pre-set scripts. Since they accepted the assigned roles, they must finish the plot.
Otherwise, both the director and the audience will be dissatisfied.
"What if it fails?" Bessaro said suddenly.
"How could it fail?" said everyone together.
In a hurry, scrambling to talk, it seems that if you talk slowly, failure will really find them.
"I have a bad hunch that the woman is not stupid, and with Citadel's lesson, she shouldn't take risks herself." Bessaro sighed.
"What did she do with Citadel?" Archmaester Seneschal smiled eccentrically.
"Fire the Citadel," said a shoehorn-faced Archmaester.
"No, Citadel Seneschal's Court was the main battleground, but the damage was not serious, and Citadel Maester didn't die much. Only a dozen Maesters, Maester apprentices died in accidents, Heavenspan Pagoda of Hightower even more It's intact.
And, she didn't kill Stannis." Archmaester Seneschal said solemnly with a smile.
"What do you mean?" Shoehorn asked with a puzzled face.
“Maester and Hightower participated in the change of Citadel. If Daenerys was replaced by any Targaryen, 80% of Citadel, Hightower and Oldtown could not be preserved and would be burned to ashes by dragon.
And just explain Citadel's violation of guest rights clearly, even if Demon Dragon burned more than 200,000 people in Oldtown to death, the Seven Kingdoms nobles would not say Targaryen was cruel, and would only reprimand Oldtown for what he deserved.
But Daenerys almost spared oneself's sworn enemy."
"And Stannis and Jon Snow on the Wall, who had a bloody feud with Targaryen.
She Just rush down on the dragon, take out a mouthful of Dragonflame, and all the grudges are settled. But she still doesn't do it."
"What does that mean? She's stupid?" Shoehorn said with a face.
"Maybe, but it's more likely that Targaryen's 'Holy Blood' awakened." Archmaester Seneschal said.
"Holy Blood? I only know that Targaryen has 'Mad Blood' and 'Silly Blood', why is there another 'Holy Blood'?" Falling.
"Have you forgotten Saint Baelor?"
"Saint Baelor..." Bessaro murmured, half-sounding, surprised: "Did Daenerys and Saint Like Baelor, he's a devout follower of The Seven, want, want..."
"Using love to influence the enemy?" he said with great difficulty, with the muscles twisting in his cheeks.
"Strictly speaking, it's love and faith!" Archmaester Seneschal said with a shrewd look in his eyes, confident and proud: "Westeros has a saying that when a Targaryen is born, Gods will Flip a coin and decide if he's great or crazy. Do you think Daenerys is on that side of the coin?"
"Well, Lord Seneschal, I have to say, I never thought Saint Baelor was great. If 'Crazy' 'Like a coin with two sides and two expressions, then Saint Baelor and Aerys are two different sides of the coin.
It's essentially the same, both belong to the 'Mad King' coin." Shoes The corners of his mouth twitched to express oneself's different opinions.
"You're right," Archmaester Seneschal agreed, "I've been researching Targaryen for more than thirty years for Dragon Hatching. I've finally found one thing, their bloodline is burnt with incomprehensible Crazy.
The so-called 'Holy Blood' and 'Silly Blood' are all descendants of 'Mad Blood'. Various strange characters have evolved from 'Mad Blood'.
But we don't need to figure out how 'Mad Blood' evolved, after all, we are normal people, how can normal people understand madmen?
Just understand that Daenerys also has 'Mad Blood' similar to Saint Baelor ' That's it. So that explains everything she's doing in Westeros."
"Well, I've studied what she's doing in Westeros too, it's hard to understand. Citadel change, Riverlands wandering , expedition to Wall, duel to Others, completely without the temperament, domination and killing firmness of kings.
If it were me, I would raid King's Landing, burn Red Keep, kill Lannister, and then raid Eyrie, and kill Arryn The seed, then... Anyway, must kill Stannis, meet, don't spray Dragonflame to death, keep him for the winter?
Alas, now I understand, she is like one of The Seven The first 'Mother' seems to have the madness of 'Mother Dany'." Bessaro said suddenly.
"Well, when she dealt with the Ghis people in Slaver's Bay, she was ruthless. None of the Wise Masters, Great Masters, and Good Masters that fell into her hands survived. What can I say?" Shoehorn face.
Archmaester Seneschal said: "She has the 'Blood of Madness', yes, but Mad Saint does not mean foolish, just like Saint Baelor, he is not foolish either.
No Killing those big slave-masters, how can people be angry? How can I control the three city-states of Slaver's Bay?
As now, isn't she also going to buy food in a big way in order to make a fortune in Long Night?"
"Ai, House Targaryen's 'Mad Blood' is so varied that Lord Seneschal can study it thoroughly, admire, admire!" Shoehorn exclaimed.
Huh, or why am I Seneschal and you're just a normal Archmaester?
Archmaester Seneschal nodded himself and said: "So, everyone understand? Even if the probability of one in a billion appears, that woman will... ah, escape alive again, we don't need to be too Don't worry.
After all, this was a coup, Sealord died for her, and the Council was imprisoned by rebels.
How innocent am I, how innocent is Braavos?
Saint Dany can spare Citadel and Baratheon, why would they target the innocent us?"
"So, what about us?" Basbi, who had no veil, finally couldn't bear it.
"Basbi, don't you have any self-awareness?" Before Seneschal could speak, another guard shouted, "Don't want to die for Braavos, why should you apply to be an Archmaester, why should you join the Council?"
Basbi's expression was distorted, and countless "motherfuckers" floated in his heart.
Archmaester Seneschal comforted: "Don't worry, I'm just trying to figure out what to do, thinking about all the situations, and won't really let her run away—"
"Dragon Queen runs La!"
"Don't let the Dragon Queen run away!"
A loud shout suddenly came from the opposite side of Moon Pool, and the information in the words shocked everyone in the boat.
"I'll take a look..." Fatty Bessaro lifted the veil covering his face, and "deng deng deng" ran to the side of the boat, as nimble as a skinny monkey.
"Boom..." A muffled sound resounded in the canal in the distance, and the bottom of the water was bright red, like a million candles sunk in the water.
The river water is like boiling water in a pot, mixed with white steam that covers the river surface, rolling and splashing seven or eight meters.
Obviously, there is a bright red fire column in the water vapor and the splashed river, like a sword, a blade, ten meters long, straight into the sky from the bottom of the river.
River God, holding a flaming magic knife, slashed across the river rapidly, splashing water, boiling steam, and crying in and beside the river.
"Boom--" Another galleon battleship sawdust fluttering with purple sails and purple shells, Fire Sword running through the body.
The flaming magic knife slid across the bottom of the boat, like a welding torch slicing through a thin steel plate.
A knife in the middle, see you left and right!
The river was engulfed in flames by boats that were cut in two, and the drowning crew members were hit by steam, boiling water or fire knives, screaming like ghosts.
The crowd on the shore watching the Dragon Queen ran wildly and shouted, but none of this could stop the Demon God's magic knife from continuing to move forward.
Forward, "Boom!"
The fourth warship, with a knife in the middle, has two hulls.
Yes, it's the fourth one.
The speed of the magic sword at the bottom of the river is astonishingly fast. It cuts a ship, and after a cut, the Fire Sword disappears for a moment, and then lights up, rises, and pierces at the bottom of the next battleship.
"Demon...Demon Dragon!" Bessaro's teeth chattered, "Demon Dragon, at the bottom of the river!"
"Demon Dragon is here!" Looking at the bottom of the river The red light came through quickly, and Fatty shouted frantically.