Chapter 382 Cersei's Plan

"demon."

"Alien."

"Gods."

At night, Viserys sat quietly in the study and fell into contemplation.

There were so many things happening recently that he rarely felt some anxiety. Heiwu had always been the most concerned about him, because it involved himself, and now this mystery has finally made a breakthrough.

Combined with the miscellaneous notes left by the Valyrian nobles and the nightmare he had, it can basically be deduced something.

Dreams in this world often have strong meanings. Viserys rarely dreams, and every time he dreams, he dreams of something unusual.

"The gods destroyed Valyria because they discovered that Valyria was trading with demons..."

"Varyria was able to quickly rise from a small nomad to a 'dragon herder' because of a deal with the devil?"

"But what is the devil?"

Viserys held the glass in his hand, and the crystal glass swayed in the glass, then took a sip.

He used to be a person who hated tobacco and alcohol very much, but now he can't help but take this as a distraction when he encounters some troubles.

All the books that have mentioned the word "devil" so far have not made it clear what this "devil" is?

What do they look like, three heads? Nine arms?

Or does the Valyrian word for 'devil' or 'sin' have other meanings, which the Valyrians are not referring to.

Unfortunately, there is very little information that Viserys can collect. Dr. Marwin also explained that only the most powerful families among the forty ancient families can master the core secrets of this freedom fortress.

The 'Shepherd' or the 'Dragon Shepherd' family holds this secret, but the Targaryen family, which is at the bottom of the forty families, is not included.

"Dream Girl" Denise Targaryen just predicted that there would be a crisis, and the family moved to Dragonstone Island, which was the outpost of the Freedom Fortress.

The mighty Bastion of Liberty has enslaved many civilizations, but has never set foot in Westeros.

Because in the records of the Targaryen family, the legendary prophet of Valyria predicted that in the future, there will be a crisis that will destroy the world in the setting sun region, so the fortress of freedom stopped at Dragonstone Island.

"If the dream I had was true, then the last glimpse of the black mist I saw when I escaped from Valyria might be the remains of Fourteen Fire Peaks."

Viserys couldn't help but think, and then a whole bunch of questions popped up.

"Then what is underneath the remains of the Fourteen Fire Peaks?"

"Where does that bottomless abyss lead?"

"Seven layers of hell? Or the devil's hometown?"

"Why are the Valyrians obsessed with capturing slaves all over the world, and then sending them to the Fourteen Fire Peaks to die? What do they want to find from the ground?"

He thought that the information obtained in this operation was enough to solve the mystery of the black mist, but he did not expect that it would lead to a bigger secret behind it and Viserys' curiosity.

But curiosity returned to curiosity, and Viserys was still very calm, knowing that now was not the time to make trouble on his own.

The White Walkers' problem has not been solved, and he should stop messing with the legendary demons now, or the world will be a mess.

Unless he will transfer time and space, and transfer the White Walkers, the Legion of the Dead, and the Night Kings that have now devoured the entire North to the ruins of Valyria.

Let the enchanted monsters, humans, sea monsters and dragons of Valyrian ruins and these legions of the dead dog bite dog.

If so, Viserys is still looking forward to it.

Then his eyes fell on the map not far away, as well as the plan of dispatching troops jointly negotiated by all the generals who were loyal to the Targaryen family during the day.

The Dothraki and the Golden Company would be the vanguard, the Dothraki wanted to kill, the Golden Company wanted honor, and they were the first to land in Westeros.

The Andal Legion and the Royna Legion will serve as the main ace of the finale.

And Renis was not left to monitor the country this time.

Because of the enemy he was about to face this time, Viserys naturally had to go all out to challenge the Night King.

He also needs another dragon knight to fight alongside him. Daenerys is too young, and the eldest princess of the new dynasty with combat experience is naturally the first choice.

"Alien."

"Dragon."

"The Dothraki."

in St. Bell's Cathedral.

The long golden hair reflects the light under the gloomy candlelight. A beautiful queen who maintains a perfect and graceful figure, crossed her arms in front of her chest and lightly bit her white teeth, chanting these words in her mouth.

Then she turned to look at the white knight standing behind her, and said with a complicated expression.

"I used to think that these things were just legends, but these legendary things appeared one by one."

"I saw the bones of the dragons in the cellars of the Red Keep, and Robert didn't like them, so he moved them underground."

When it comes to the scene of seeing the dragon's skull for the first time, the beautiful blond queen's face is still a little dazed.

"They're... too big."

"I can't imagine how we're going to beat them."

"Not to mention that the son of the Mad King has an army of 60,000 people, as well as the Dothraki."

The continent of Essos is not far away, but for a woman who has never left the West and King's Landing in her life, the Dothraki's remoteness seems like a legend.

Legend has it that these savages ate human flesh, drank human blood, committed adultery and looting, and committed all kinds of evil.

If she fell into the hands of the Dothraki, Cersei couldn't help shivering slightly when she thought of this.

However, these ferocious Dothraki surrendered to the son of the mad king.

"Can you beat him? Ser Jaime Lannister?"

"Defeat the dragon? Defeat the Dothraki? And the elephants of the Golden Company?"

"What can we rely on?"

"Father's army or those shitty golden robes of King's Landing?"

Cersei's slightly ironic voice sounded in St. Baelor's Cathedral. Although she was not a general in command, she also understood the disparity in strength between the two sides.

Before the White Walkers appeared, the nobles of the South scoffed at it and didn't believe it at all.

However, when the White Walkers really came over and defeated the coalition forces one after another and engulfed the entire North, the nobles in the south were like birds of prey, wishing to flee to Essos for refuge.

Cersei is one of them. She once thought the White Walkers were just things that didn't exist. Her husband left King's Landing just to facilitate her affair with Jaime, but she was horrified when the White Walkers called.

"Yes, Cersei, we really can't beat him."

"He has dragons, barbarians, and armies."

And the other side.

The white knight, who was also standing in St. Baelor's Cathedral, listened to Cersei's sarcasm, and finally couldn't help but speak.

"But are you sure we can get his forgiveness by killing this old thing?"

"You know I killed his father!"

In the center of St. Baelor's Cathedral, just below the seven-pointed star sign above the head, a white-haired old man's corpse was lying quietly here.