Game of Thrones: Viserys the Three-Headed Dragon.

Chapter 175 Look at Your Magic
"You don't have a witness or guarantor from the town of Dragonstone. Merchant ships cannot enter the port of Dragonstone. If you want to anchor, go to Pointe or Tidehead. Turn around."

Willas leaned on the deck of the merchant ship, looking at the Dragonstone fleet patrolling near the coast, and for a moment he didn't know how to decide.

At first, they were very happy to find that Dragonstone was open to the public, but they were stopped by the patrolling fleet and informed of Dragonstone's port policy. This meant that if they did not reveal their identities, their merchant ships could not enter Dragonstone's port through normal routes.

This is the advantage of Dragonstone as an island. There is only one route by sea. When it needs to be closed, it only needs to close the port to the outside world, or even just add a few entry conditions for merchant ships entering the port to isolate it from external investigation.

This makes it very difficult for outsiders to know what is happening on Dragonstone. Only after a certain period of time, when people see the Dragonstone army appearing in other places, can they know what the king of Dragonstone is planning.

Now Willas and his party had arrived several days late, and the guests who were stranded at the Dragonstone wedding banquet had been dispersed after the royal order was issued. Viserys had recaptured the Stormlands and opened up the route between Dragonstone and the Wender River, and the noble guests from the Stormlands and Dorne had already taken the land route back home.

The lords of Stormland had to go back to clean up the area, while the great lords in the Dornish envoys had to return as soon as possible to prepare for war - speed is of the essence, considering that the last war in Stormland ended too quickly, with almost no chance and few people benefiting. These Dornish nobles left in a hurry, fearing that if they left too late, the Southland would react after hearing the news and surrender directly or something unexpected would happen again.

In any case, there may be no difference between forcing the enemy to surrender before the troops are sent and the enemy voluntarily surrendering before the troops are sent. However, it means something completely different to the Dornish lords who are responsible for providing troops. As long as the troops are sent, it means that efforts have been made in the war, which means that benefits can be gained in the negotiations for surrender. If the enemy persists in resisting, fighting a few more battles will definitely bring military merits and rewards.

In fact, the fleet of Dragonstone was supplemented by the visiting fleet of Dorne, and several merchant ships of the Storm Lords were requisitioned and converted into warships. Now the fleet is even larger. The fleet size is already a combined fleet of more than 30 large ships, long ships, and small warships.

The visiting fleet from Dorne was directly incorporated into the Second Fleet of the Dragonstone Navy, and the fleet commander was Sir Lemonlin Denzel Dart of Dorne. Half of the Dornish warships under Sir Dart were from the Martell family - Oberyn was willing to let him command the Martell ships, and half were his own ships. He was loyal to his lord and would not disobey the orders of his lord. So even if staying on Dragonstone meant losing the opportunity to participate in the southern border raid, Sir Dart had no complaints. After all, Dragonstone is now the capital of the Targaryen, and guarding the capital is a matter of honor.

Viserys placed the navy on Dragonstone to protect the safety of the waterway between Dragonstone and the Wender River. Although there were no warships in King's Landing to stop Viserys from occupying this important road, Viserys still did not want to hear about the fire in his backyard when he attacked the South.

Willas saw the family emblems of the soldiers who boarded the merchant ship after forcing it to stop. On their chests was the Targaryen red dragon mark on a black background, and on their outer garments was a lemon emblem evenly arranged on a purple background. This meant that these soldiers were from the Lemonlindat family. He looked at the ships of the maritime patrol fleet, which also had the long spear and sun flag of the Martell family.

This undoubtedly indicates that Dorne has completely turned to the Targaryen King.

The heir to Highgarden racked his brains and began to think, what would His Majesty the Dragon King do next with Dorne's army? Would he set his sights on the Stormlands, Highgarden, or King's Landing?

Wait, that is.

While they were forced to stop, a ship flying colorful flags sailed into the waters near Dragonstone from not far from them, and the patrol fleet did not stop it.

When Vilas saw this, he was horrified.

He clearly saw that on that ship were the family crests and flags of most of the Stormland families.

This can only mean one thing, the Stormlands have been reclaimed by the Targaryen King!
He thought bitterly that perhaps he should have chosen to travel by land. He had stayed at sea for too long and had missed too many things.

Moreover, he came alone as the heir of Highgarden. In the eyes of His Majesty the Dragon King, can he represent the entire Riverland?

Is what he is doing at this moment also foolish?

Willas looked at his captain with a helpless expression. He didn't know what to do and couldn't help looking at him. Finally, he stood up and said, "Sir, may I ask which knight of the Lemonlindat family is the commander of your fleet?"

The captain who boarded the ship saw that Vilas had an extraordinary demeanor and couldn't help asking, "Who are you?"

Willas replied, "Morinn of House Tyrell, we are escorting a maester from the Citadel of Oldtown to Dragonstone. He has something very important to ask His Majesty the Dragon King. Maester Marwyn."

Seeing this, Marwyn couldn't help but glance at Willas, but he pursed his lips, chewed on sour grass leaves, and revealed the maester's necklace on his neck: "I am Marwyn of Oldtown. Since we can't enter the port, please inform this lord that I am Marwyn from the Citadel of Oldtown. I majored in magic and mysticism and am a doctor of the Citadel. I hope to meet His Majesty the Dragon King."

The captain looked at Willas's legs, then at Marwyn, who didn't look like a maester at all, and hesitated.

Willas didn't care at all: "I have met Sir Denzel of your Dart family, and he knows me. Or are you commanded by Sir Andre Dart?"

"Our commander is Sir Denzel, and this is Morin Tyrell. Are you a Sir of the Tyrell family? And this one, a Doctor of the Citadel?"

Willas continued to explain: "Please let us meet your commander, Sir Denzel. He must recognize me and the necklace on the doctor's neck."

The captain suddenly looked at Marwin: "Wait, you said you majored in magic, doctor?"

As the captain asked, Willas discovered that everyone on board the ship had their eyes on Marwin.

It was the first time that Marwyn saw someone's first reaction to hearing about magic was not laughter, but seriousness. He added: "Magic and mysticism." Willas saw that the team was hesitant. The captain paused for a long time and looked at Marwyn again: "Then you show us your magic and prove yourself, so that I can help you inform Sir Denzel. You have no guarantor, and you are not an invited guest notified by the castle. To be honest, this is against the rules, and I can refuse directly."

Marwyn couldn't help but frown: "Do you believe in magic?"

"Of course, that's nothing strange. I also believe that there are White Walkers in this world!"

Marwyn was curious: "White Walker?"

The team leader asked cautiously: "You don't believe it? Do you really know magic?"

Marwyn turned his head and spat a mouthful of red mucus onto the deck. "White Walkers, magic, I thought I would be considered a fool if I said this."

"White Walkers, resurrection of the dead, freezing of the sea. Although I have never seen these, it is said that His Majesty said it himself. Well, do you know magic? Don't waste your time."

Marwyn was very curious when he saw this, and said, "Well, my lord, please lend me the torch from your waist."

Seeing that he looked confident, the team leader took the unlit torch from his waist and handed it to him.

Marwyn took the torch, raised it above his head with his left hand, and then placed it in front of him. He touched the top of the torch with his right hand, and the torch lit.

The captain looked at Marwyn suspiciously: "This is a trick, not magic. I have seen a fire juggler before."

Marwyn looked at the captain helplessly.

He uttered a word reluctantly.

The sound echoed strangely on the deck, like a worm slowly crawling in the ears of those who heard it. Everyone heard a different word, but none of them was the same word that came out of him.

In a moment, flames appeared, and all the torches of the patrol team were lit as Dr. Marwyn said the word.

The team members were horrified and took down their torches to prevent their clothes from being burned. The team leader opened his mouth wide, speechless.

Even Willas and his guards looked in surprise at this doctor who seemed to be no different from an ordinary person in the past. They had never seen him demonstrate the so-called magic, and this was the first time.

Marwyn asked unhappily, "Is this magic?" It seemed that he was very reluctant to show his skills in this way.

The captain's face was not calm: "Then please wait a moment, this, Dr. Marwin."

Soon, the team leader and his team returned to the ship in a small boat. It was visible to the naked eye that the flagman on the patrol ship was waving flag signals at sea to other ships.

About half an hour later, another ship approached the ship of Vilas, and a small boat was lowered from it to rush to the merchant ship to board. However, it was not Sir Denzel who came to find them, but Sir Denzel sent someone to pick them up.

There was no choice. It had come to this, so Willas had to board the boat with Marwyn and one of his guards and head to the ship where Denzel was.

Ser Denzel Dart was waiting on the deck. When he saw Willas, he seemed to be reminiscing. Soon, he remembered who this person was: "It's you, Ser Morin of the Tyrell family." Although they only met once, Denzel remembered the heir of Highgarden whose leg was unfortunately broken by Prince Oberyn. He was deeply impressed. Although many years had passed, when he saw his lame leg, the two images quickly overlapped. At that time, the knights and nobles of Highgarden and Dorne almost fought each other at the tournament, which caused a large-scale private fight. Denzel was one of the Dorne knights present at the time.

"Ser Denzel, nice to meet you. I didn't expect to meet you here in this way." Willas showed the demeanor of a Highgarden heir. "Please, sir, help me inform His Majesty Viserys the Dragon King, Willas Tyrell of Highgarden, and this, this is Master Marwyn from Oldtown. We came from Highgarden by ship, and we want to see His Majesty Viserys."

Denzel couldn't help but feel a headache. Just a few days ago, Oberyn, as Prime Minister, had landed at the Wender River with the king's order, and rushed across the stormland to Dorne and back to the Prince's Pass, just to lead the Dornish army to attack the South.

Denzel had never expected that the heir to Highgarden would be so bold as to come to Dragonstone alone. If the other party came to surrender, then Prince Oberyn might have made a wasted trip.

But then Ser Denzel thought about it. Willas Tyrell came alone. He was just the heir of the Tyrell family. He did not bring the delegation of the Reach with him. This meant that he could not represent the entire Reach. He alone could not stop Dorne from marching to the Southland and approaching the city.

What His Majesty the King wants is the entire southern territory. The order has been issued and he will definitely not change his mind overnight and continue to negotiate with him.

(End of this chapter)