Ice and Fire: Reign of the Dragon.

Chapter 368 Reasons
"Oh?" Serena was not surprised by Brynden's answer. These two guys were well-known members of the third generation who could cause trouble, especially the two of them were not very human. Wherever there were lush trees, there were green prophets' eyes, and whatever was destined to happen in the future would appear in the prophetic dreams of the dream walkers. Only the old and new gods knew what they were thinking.

"Master Brynden and Prince Igor have indeed made all preparations." These words were spoken with a mature charm. Even the elderly Serena felt as if a fire was burning in her body when she heard them, and red spread to her face involuntarily. However, her true dragon blood also prevented her from being particularly affected by the charm of the red witch.

"Master Brynden's talent for magic is far superior to mine. Even after being taught by the old prince, I cannot match his talent." The still young and beautiful Melisandre came out from behind the tall weirwood and looked warily at the ancient tree that was transplanted from the Thousand Faces Isle when Dragonzel was the Hand of the King. She could feel the ancient magic contained in the weirwood.

Mildly cold.

"He used his green vision and the eyes of ravens and snakes to see the plans of those foolish guys. I used fire to purify the assassin who didn't know how to live or die. In fact, if I didn't take action, the assassin's crossbow would have taken another person's life under the protection of the old prince." The red-robed woman patiently restored the previous situation. The decades of being "imprisoned" deep underground in the Red Mountains were the decades that Melisandre remembered most. It was different from the ignorance of receiving magic training as a temple slave in her youth, and it was also different from the slow exploration after receiving the blessing of the Lord of Light and walking on the earth. It was an opportunity to truly review and examine her own magical attainments.

Although she once had a great reputation among the priests of the Red God, in the eyes of senior Red God priests, her magic was powerful but not proficient, she was good at fire but not good at prophecy. She could see a clearer future from the flames than other priests, but she did not know how to interpret it. Like other Red God believers, she was fanatically superstitious about the power of the Lord of Light and regarded other gods as false gods. Wherever she went, she tried to destroy the faith of local gods and establish the Lord of Light's Heart of Fire.

It was not until she had reflected on herself for decades at the side of fire that she finally moved on from the Melisandre of the past. With the help of Longzel, she vaguely saw the true nature of the god she believed in and came into contact with the leader of the green prophets, the god's agent of the previous generation.

So she was very stable when she came to the court of King's Landing. She neither preached nor showed magic. On the contrary, she got along well with the scholars of King's Landing and the priests of the Seven Gods in the Great Sept. The Archbishop of this generation was a skinny old man, with a clean and polite manner that was not in line with the Church of the Seven Gods. He especially liked to invite Melisandre to the Great Sept of St. Jacaerys in his spare time to discuss some theological issues. This knowledgeable but not old-fashioned Archbishop also had a great influence on the red-robed woman who had completed the change of mentality.

"I'll have to trouble Lady Melisandre this time." Brynden nodded slightly: "The prince already knows what these people are planning, and he agrees with our plan."

This young dragon knight, who was ridiculed as a "black crow" and a "silver-blooded bastard" by his political enemies and nobles who were dissatisfied with his favor for Daeron, has been communicating frequently with Igor in Dragon's Nest in the past two months, gradually perfecting their large network covering the entire King's Landing.

"If everything goes well, we can wipe out all the rebels in King's Landing in one go." Earl Merryweather appeared from somewhere. The old earl seemed very satisfied with the situation. Earl Tully, who had a dead face, followed the old earl with a helpless expression on his face.

"You still haven't given up your idea of ​​killing everyone with one stick?" Serena asked with a smile.

Count Marewes smiled a little embarrassedly: "Madam Serena, I was indeed a little too radical back then, but I still say that illegitimate children have filthy blood that is rejected by the gods flowing in their veins, and they are not worthy of trust."

Earl Marewether has been observing the illegitimate dragon knights who stayed in King's Landing over the years, and has gradually become more rational. Probably, Benson values ​​his own stability, and as long as his interests are not harmed, he has no reason to disobey the royal order. Garin is a very cunning guy, and Earl Marewether can't see through his true colors. Aegor is a cynical guy, and he is also a character the old earl has wanted to target for a long time.

Narrow Sea.

A merchant ship was trying to break through the wind and waves and was heading towards the throat at full speed.

"Mad-Eye" Austin Mullendall and Volantis' dragon chaser Barmi Unebar calmly watched the lighthouse slowly emerging on the sea level. Beside them, Aegon Yangyan, who had dyed his hair purple, lazily put his hands on the two old acquaintances: "I didn't expect that I would have to take the sea route again." "Prince Mellar is dead." Austin Mullendall said expressionlessly: "Aegon, aren't you sad?"

Aegon stretched out his finger and shook it. "Why should I be sad? It is good for him that my father is dead."

Austin glared at Aegon with some dissatisfaction, but he could not deny the fact that it was indeed a relief for him that Mellar, who had been imprisoned for a lifetime, died peacefully at this time.

"Several young hightowers are coming to join your team," Barmi said. "Our instructors are already training them."

Aegon Sunfyre was noncommittal: "Does their risk have any chance of success?"

Austin remained silent, but Balmi smiled. As a representative of the Dragon Chasers, his family suffered heavy losses in the previous dragon chases, but their foundation was still there. In addition, the Elephant Party's losses in recent years had been greatly reduced when fighting against the Dothraki who were expelled from the conquered territories. Therefore, he and the meritorious Desilis became the leaders of the Dragon Chasers outside.

"No, there is no chance of success." Balmy said in a firm tone: "They will give the Varese family and the little king on the Iron Throne a chance to completely purge dissidents."

"Oh?"

Aegon Sunfyre turned to look at Baal-mi. "I remember you approved of this plan when the ravens came."

"Yes." Balmi said calmly, "Only when there is chaos can we have the reason and opportunity to create greater chaos."

The dragon chaser shared his views with a smile.

In the cargo hold piled with silks and spices.

The cold light of the steel flashed by when the sunlight occasionally shone through.

(End of this chapter)