Game of Thrones: Viserys the Three-Headed Dragon.

Chapter 223 Soldiers Enter the Library

"Something happened, something happened! Butler Theobald!"

It was midnight when Theobald was awakened by a noise outside his door and got up to check.

"What's wrong?" Outside the door was Dr. Rickard, a military scientist. Seeing his panic-stricken look, Theobald asked hurriedly.

"Steward, King Viserys's army has entered the Citadel and now controls all entrances and exits!"

"What!" Theobald woke up in shock. "What's going on? Isn't His Majesty the King visiting the Great Library? What's going on with his army? Is there a mutiny?"

Rickard explained in a panic, "No, butler, it was King Viserys's guards who opened the gates of the Citadel in the dark and let the troops stationed nearby into the Citadel! They had a plan. After controlling all the entrances and exits, the king's army occupied the Great Library!"

As the experiments conducted by the Citadel and His Majesty King Viserys are in full swing, half of the 22 doctors currently in the Citadel have been led out of the Citadel by Viserys's collaborative projects.

Except for the former Master of the Citadel, Wargrave, who was ill and had dementia, and the historian Galador, there were only nine doctors left in the Citadel, including the current Master of the Citadel, Dr. Theobald. Almost all the great doctors, astronomers, mathematicians, and even two historians were outside the Citadel. There was also a large number of assistant maesters and apprentices, "accompanied" by Viserys's army, who were either looking for experimental sites or conducting some specific research.

And they all have legitimate reasons to temporarily leave the Citadel.

It was at this time that Viserys was formally invited to visit the Citadel.

The current steward, Theobald, was in charge of the reception, and Viserys specially visited all the remaining professors of Ravenology, Economics, History, and Military Science, and finally entered the Great Library and the Great Book Collection of the Citadel under the reception of Theobald.

The great library of the academy city is a gigantic tower, and the entire library is as huge as a maze of books.

Viserys was fascinated by the library in the Citadel, showing great interest, and finally asked to read books in the library for a night. The Citadel and His Majesty the King were in a period of cooperation, so Dr. Theobald certainly did not refuse.

In fact, Viserys did show great interest in the Citadel's astronomical works, so the Citadel specially arranged a large library room with astronomical instruments for him to rest.

No one could have imagined that the king would suddenly attack after entering the Citadel.

In fact, after Viserys had contact with all the suspected members of the secret gathering, he confirmed that the facts seemed to be just as Dr. Marwyn said. There was no other magician or sorcerer in the Citadel except Marwyn.

And on the premise of ensuring that the Cardinal's Chamber in the Great Library would not "catch fire", Viserys no longer intended to continue playing house with the doctors of the Citadel.

Theobald's legs went weak. "What? Didn't Lord Viserys come to the Citadel for a friendly visit? He was clearly here for a visit, and the Citadel allowed him to stay in the Great Library. How could he - wait, the Great Library! How is the Cardinal's Pavilion? Who is on duty in the Cardinal's Pavilion tonight?"

"It was Doctor of Mathematics Myers and Doctor of History Morath. Steward, has someone informed on me? I believe that Lord Viserys's army has taken control of the Council Chamber."

"Impossible, Mans and Moras are extremely loyal to the organization!" Theobald tried to calm down, "We have all sworn an oath to the Gate of Truth. You and I both know the consequences of breaking the oath."

"Perhaps it is about something else but in any case, Steward, King Viserys has come with ill intentions. What shall we do?"

Theobald was confused. "Will there be enough time to send a letter to Lord Hightower?"

"It's too late. When I came to the island to find you, the army had already controlled Crow Island and Weeping Wharf. They will come to Fort Perrymore soon." Fort Perrymore is located in the southwest of the Citadel, facing the sea. It is the residence of the Citadel administrators and Doctor of Astronomy. The view here is wide, and you can see the stars on the sea very well.

There were no troops stationed in the Citadel, so when Viserys's army entered, the Citadel was powerless to fight back.

The only one they could count on was the Hightower family, an important sponsor and protector of the Citadel and its scholars.

But faced with this situation, it is questionable whether the Hightower family has any way to provide protection.

Theobald had never experienced anything like this before. He was totally confused and at a loss. He could only hope that the doctor of military science in the academy could provide some advice. "Dr. Rickard, what do you suggest?"

"Butler, when Queen Rhaenyra fled King's Landing, she disguised herself as a beggar. I suggest that we disguise ourselves as the castle's cooks, quickly board the ship that the kitchen uses to transport food and supplies, and take a boat from the Mead River to leave the Citadel and seek the protection of the Hightower family."

Theobald was desperate and tried every possible means: "Okay, I'll do as you say. Quick! Quick!"

When Theobald and Rickard went down to the courtyard, the whole courtyard was already full of people. Assistant maesters, cooks, and servants crowded there, looking out in panic. When they saw the doctors appear, they all looked pale and asked, "Butler, what happened? There are so many people outside!"

Theobald looked at Rickard helplessly, but found that Dr. Rickard, who spoke very well about the theory, did not seem to have expected that there were so many people in the yard, and he had no idea what to do.

The two doctors were too embarrassed to flee, so they just stayed in the yard trying to appease everyone until the soldiers outside came into the castle and controlled the entrances and exits.

The leading knight was a Dornishman, speaking with a thick Dornish accent, holding a portrait. "You are Steward Theobald, right? His Majesty invites you to the Great Library. And this one," he took out another portrait, "Dr. Rickard, right? Please also go to the Great Library."

Seeing that there was no hope of escape, Theobald's scholarly temperament came to the fore. He stiffened his neck and asked, "What is your Majesty going to do with the Citadel?!"

But scholars have never had an advantage over soldiers. The Dornish knight replied, "How would I know? Lord Steward, Mr. Doctor, please?"

Without further ado, several soldiers armed with swords and holding torches came forward, captured Theobald and Rickard and took them away.

They try to break free: "Let go, I can walk by myself!"

However, the soldiers had no respect for the doctors of the Citadel.

"All of you, go back to your rooms and don't come out before dawn."

The assistant maesters were panicked: "We..."

“Stop talking nonsense!” When Theobald and Rickard were taken to the Great Library, Theobald saw many nobles. Almost all the nobles from Dorne and the Reach were there. They were sitting quietly in the library waiting.

Everyone watched as Theobald was brought into the large rotunda where professors used to give lectures to apprentices. Theobald saw almost all the doctors, including the great physicians, astronomers, and mathematicians who had been taken away from the academy by the king for collaborative experiments. They were taken to the first row of the classroom in the rotunda and sat there one by one.

They sat at the desks in the large rotunda classroom, like students waiting for a professor to teach them.

All the oil lamps on top of the large round hall classroom were lit, and the room was brightly lit.

When Theobald saw that the doctors all looked ashen under the torchlight, he couldn't help feeling fear in his heart.

The king stood at the podium in the large rotunda classroom with an angry look on his face, like a strict teacher teaching a lesson.

"Ah!" the King sighed and began, "the Citadel is such a disappointment to me!"

The tone was filled with endless anger.

"I had high hopes for the Citadel. I had heard that the Citadel was full of wisdom and had no political inclinations. I brought many experimental projects with me this time. I wanted to explore the truth of the world with the learned people in the Citadel, and gain insight into the mysteries of the universe, so as to learn and understand the world through practice. However, I did not expect that the Citadel was full of conspiracies. You guys actually plotted to overthrow the Targaryen dynasty and seek opportunities to kill the Targaryen dragons!"

boom!
The doctors in the classroom were fine, but the nobles outside the classroom only realized why the king had made such a big fuss at this moment. They were in turmoil and wanted to listen, but they quickly sat farther away from the classroom.

"What do you have to say, Theobald?"

Theobald turned pale and was speechless.

The king took out a book and began to say, "This is the book of the Academy, Legendary Creatures: Dragons, which records the truth of the conquest 130 years ago and the attack on the dragon's lair. During this period, the Academy killed the dragons Srikos, Mogul, Telekshu, and Dreamfire by the hands of 'woodcutter' Hab, the Burning Knight, and many rebels. The purpose was to verify some dragon-slaying techniques in this book. And this time, the Academy used the methods recorded in this book to try to kill the dragons of my Targaryen family. You doctors, all of you are high-sounding, but you are doing these shady and secretive things in private. I didn't expect that the Academy is such a filthy place!"

Theobald was speechless: "."

Astronomer Verin stood up and said, "Hmph, so that's why you came to the Citadel. Let me die knowingly. But you must know, Viserys, what the price will be for you to kill us. You call yourself a wise king, but slaughtering the doctors of the Citadel will ruin your reputation! Your reputation will be more evil than that of King Maegor I, and your notoriety will spread to every corner of Westeros!"

Viserys sneered. "You think I dare not tell you about your deeds, you fame-seeking scoundrels? You think everyone is as shameful as you are?"

Weilin sneered back, "Hmph, you dare not. If you make our deeds public, it is equivalent to telling the whole world how to slay dragons. When the Targaryen dragons are no longer terrifying, how can you rule the Seven Kingdoms?"

"Oh, I am a villain. I judge others by my own standards and have a dark heart. Come, call all the princes into the room. I want to judge the crimes of the academy in front of all the princes as witnesses!"

But as soon as the words fell, one of the doctors shouted: "Your Majesty, you must not do this!"

Not only Viserys, but all the doctors in the Citadel turned their eyes over there.

But the speaker was Dr. Perestan, a history doctor.

Perestan said bluntly, "Your Majesty, to make this information public is to bring chaos to the country. Your Majesty, why don't you put us under house arrest, kill us secretly, bury these things forever, and then lead the academy and make it your carriage? You can become the true king of the Seven Kingdoms, a king who has the final say!"

Weilin looked over in disbelief: "What are you talking about, Perestan? Are you crazy?"

"I'm not crazy. I'm a doctor of history and a political scientist." Perestan looked back. "Your Majesty, the Seven Kingdoms and Westeros are in danger now. If you make these public, you will sow the seeds of disaster for your rule, which will cause endless trouble. The Citadel is hostile to dragons for other reasons, but now only you can lead the Seven Kingdoms through the coming disaster."

Weilin wanted to rush forward: "What nonsense are you talking about, Perestan?"

"Your Majesty, the Citadel has received the request for help from the Great Wall, and has also received news about the White Walkers. It also knows that there are many aliens in the world, and that the world is facing a crisis. Your Majesty, I might as well say frankly that the Citadel has long been corrupted and has no ability to assert its claims on its own. It can only parasitize under the princes of the Seven Kingdoms and do some conspiracies. The doctors of the Citadel claim to be for the world, but have long deviated from their original intentions and become crazy and hostile to the existence of magic, dragons, and witchcraft. But in fact, the Citadel has already cut off its own arms and has no ability to fight against the impending crisis of the world, nor has it the ability to fight against magic, witchcraft, and dragons. I must say that if the Citadel still has its own magicians, its own sorcerers, its own prophets, dragon slayers, and demon hunters, the Citadel will never allow you to do what you did today and catch us all in one night. However, the fact is that the Citadel now only has castles in the air and the unfounded pride of the doctors. Under any force, this castle in the air will collapse from the sky and smash to pieces."

Vaelin cried, "Traitor! Steward Theobald, banish him!"

Viserys called out: "Capture him!"

The guards immediately took action and restrained Verin who was trying to attack Perestan.

"Catch Theobald, too."

Theobald had slumped to the ground, but Vaelin's shouting at him suggested that the steward might have some power.

Viserys looked at the old-fashioned Perestan and said, "Dr. Perestan, what is your purpose in saying this at this time?"

"Your Majesty, I am a historian and I don't know much about mathematics. But I know that the current Academy itself is not capable of preventing anything, nor can it play a role in the upcoming world crisis. I once vowed to give everything for humanity and the world, including my life. I don't think what I am doing now is contrary to my oath. The fact that I have not been punished for saying this is proof of my oath. I might as well say frankly that if I judge that the Academy has the ability to defeat you and the aliens, and can lead humanity and the world out of the crisis and into the future they are talking about, I will stand with Dr. Weilin without hesitation, and in the last moments of my life, I will do everything I can to disrupt your rule and curse your kingdom. But the fact is that we are unquestioningly resisting things we don't understand, and blindly believe that we are right. This is a kind of arrogance. Under this arrogance, our prejudice against magic is getting deeper and deeper, and our understanding of it is getting less and less. We begin to turn a blind eye to the crisis in the north and begin to blindly follow the instructions of some distant history.
Weilin, you said I was a traitor. Let me ask you, the dragons in the book are completely different from the three dragons of Targaryen today. Does this mean that the truth in the book is not the whole truth? But why can we ignore this and still believe everything in the book? And since we believe in one prophecy? Why do we ignore the rest of the prophecies and be hostile to them? "

"Seven Hells, I knew it, historians' eyes are full of conspiracy, and they don't understand the truth at all! 'World Style' is not a prophecy, but a truth that can be used to calculate the world, you idiot!" Suddenly, Weilin suddenly realized what he had said and exclaimed, "No--"

But Weilin's voice stopped abruptly, and the next moment, it was visibly that his eyes had lost their luster.

Viserys was momentarily horrified by the unexpectedness of the scene. He had never imagined that a living person would become an idiot before his eyes.

【World style】

Viserys repeated the unfamiliar word in his mind.

I thought to myself: The Academy is indeed not to be underestimated.

(End of this chapter)