Chapter 76 The King of God's Favor

This time, the strategic transfer plan Viserys considered for a long time on the returning ship, and finally set the position tentatively at the beginning of the Upper Lorne River.

However, it is far from the coast of Braavos, and the fleet that Viserys relies on cannot function on land, and can only rely on sailors to disembark to fight, which is undoubtedly giving up its own advantages.

Fortunately, according to Viserys' understanding, there are no powerful forces on the Andas Plain.

At most, there are only some bandits and bandits, and then there are the Andal villages who live and grow in this land.

Viserys led thousands of well-equipped Targaryen navies, and even if they disembarked to fight, the bandits and villages who wanted to conquer these rabble should not be a problem.

"Of course, we're not giving up on Dragonstone right away."

Viserys continued.

"We can lead the people across the narrow sea in batches and step by step, and build our homeland on the Eastern Continent."

After all, cities are not built in a day, even if Viserys spends a lot of money and hires a large number of laborers, it will not be so easy.

So this is a big project that has lasted for many years, and Baratheon now has no navy to attack Dragonstone, just the best chance they have to get through this difficult time.

When one day Baratheon has accumulated enough strength to attack Dragonstone again, he will find that the island has already been evacuated by Viserys.

but.

Viserys just proposed a plan, it does not mean that this matter is a dictatorship by himself, and it still needs to be discussed at the imperial conference to finally determine an optimal result.

"Do the two adults have any good opinions on the next plan?"

Viserys glanced at Prince Oberyn, who was sitting in a chair, and the old sergeant on his left with a serious and thoughtful face.

"You may speak freely."

Viserys was good at listening to others, would not be a dictator, and could not be a dictator.

Although the little king has been sitting on the throne, the power of the Dragonstone navy is still in the hands of Admiral Sir Geoffrey, which Viserys has never forgotten, and always reminds himself to keep his head awake.

certainly.

This does not mean that Viserys is worried that the old serge will rebel, in fact, the only person he trusts the most, aside from the head of the Red Keep, is Sir Geoffrey.

Because without the two of them, he would have died a long time ago.

However, although the commander of the Dragonstone Fleet is now dedicated to assisting the little king, this does not mean that the old sergeant will do anything to Viserys.

This is an important difference.

In fact, this little old man has always put himself in the position of a 'official servant'. He felt that he should do his best and take more responsibility.

Therefore, on some key issues, if there is a huge disagreement between the little king and the 'Prime Minister', the final say will still fall into the hands of the other party.

Because the command of the fleet is in the hands of the opponent, it is extremely difficult for Viserys to take back this part of the power.

This little old man only needs to say 'Your Majesty is still young, I am doing this for your own good, and you will understand when you grow up. ’ and you can take back what Viserys was trying to say.

This is the real living environment in which Viserys is currently living.

And in Braavos, when Oberyn inexplicably asked Viserys what it was like to be called a 'king' at a young age, he was actually asking that question.

Viserys answered Oberyn's question in a clever way.

However, in the face of such a dilemma, Viserys did not compete tit for tat with the old Sir for the command of the fleet, because the old Sir himself was loyal to Targaryen and had a good purpose at first.

But Viserys also did not completely surrender and give up the struggle. He is also striving to improve his voice and control some of his own power.

This was also one of the reasons he had convinced himself to insist on taking the risk to Braavos in the first place.

Fortunately, the little king's gamble won.

His mission to Braavos achieved the desired results, and received two major backings and support from Braavos and Dorn.

Now Viserys not only relies on the strength of the Dragonstone fleet, but also has the support of Dorne and Braavos.

Although this is also a power that he cannot control, getting rid of the dependence on a single power also indirectly improves the little king's own right to speak.

Just like the current situation.

Prince Oberyn of Dorne sat at Viserys' right hand, and though he said nothing, Sir Geoffrey had to consider the other's opinion.

And Viserys can find a little respite from the poor balance of power between these three parties, which are behemoths for him, and gradually control his own right to speak.

"His Majesty."

The gray-haired old man was silent for a long time, and first he raised his head to look at Prince Dorne who was sitting on the opposite chair and was picking his teeth.

Then he turned his head to look at Viserys, and then took the initiative to break the silence in the table hall and spoke first.

"Andas is the homeland of the Andals, and you are the rightful king of the Andals, the Loyna and the First Men."

"As the king, you have the ownership of the entire territory and the final judgment. The Andals and their lands should have surrendered to you, so you are legally impeccable in taking back this piece of land."

Sir Geoffrey went to the bottom of Viserys to find the legitimacy of conquering and occupying the land.

"And according to legend, this is the birthplace of the Seven Gods."

"The seven gods once came to the world in this mountain to bless the Andal people. It is said that the Father took seven stars from the sky to make a crown and crowned Hugo, the first king of Andas, the king of the hills."

"And when you returned to Andas in pursuit of the holy miracle, you were looking for the Seven Gods to answer your doubts, how to relieve the suffering of beggars, commoners, nobles and other beings from being oppressed by usurpers."

"Your Majesty, you are the King of God's Favor!"

The old sergeant's old and powerful voice echoed in the silent picture table hall.

"The Seven Gods will crown you once again! You will lead his faithful to reintegrate the homeland of the Andals until you return to Westeros."

"To sweep away the sufferings of all beings, and to restore the glory of the Seven Gods from being tainted by the despicable usurpers."

"And you are the messenger who represents the will of the gods!"

a month later.

The old sergeant's sonorous voice still seemed to linger in his ears.

beep--

Above the rough sea, the horn of war is desolate and melodious, making people unable to bear the blood.

Targaryen's three-headed dragon flag roared in the wind, and countless large ships lined up to chop the waves.

And the continent in the distance seems to be looming.