Chapter 103 The Lady in Red

fluttering--

A group of crows rested for a long time on the top of the tower of the castle, and at this time suddenly fluttered their wings and flew into the sky.

And Viserys also left the courtyard with the maester and went to the conference hall.

…

at the same time.

distance.

In a magnificent temple, there are monks in red robes walking through the temple everywhere.

A woman in red was kneeling on a futon, and a brazier was placed in front of her, and the flames were burning in the brazier.

The woman in red clasped and knelt quietly and stared at the fire in front of her.

And at this time.

huh~

The flame in the brazier jumped abruptly and slightly, disrupting the rhythm of the previous burning, and the red-robed woman's heart also thumped, and she suddenly woke up from the state she had just visualized.

"what happened?"

The woman's eyes narrowed slightly, and her eyes fell into the beating and twisting flames. Then, she seemed to see pictures from the flames.

"This is…"

The surprised expression on the woman's face gradually became calm, her beautiful eyes did not blink, and she even became a little intoxicated when she looked at the picture in the flames.

"It turns out that the dragon is about to be resurrected."

This enchanting woman in a red robe just saw the figure of a silver-haired boy from the flames.

He seemed to be grilling a huge egg, and then he was talking to a woman, and then another bachelor in a gray robe with a chain around his neck came over, and the two talked a few more words.

However, all the pictures she saw were just silent short films, without the slightest sound, and finally stopped abruptly.

"No wonder his power is recovering."

After the picture stopped, the woman was silent for a while, and then whispered softly.

Not only she, but also the other red-robed monks in the temple can feel that her connection with the Lord of Light is becoming stronger. Even small flame magic with a low success rate can be used. Coupled with the best magic, there are many more believers in front of the red temple recently than usual.

And all this is a miracle that has never been repeated since the dragon became extinct.

Believers of the Lord of Light, unlike other forms of magic, do not recognize the existence of magical tides, and they make a counter-argument.

They believed that the dragon brought the magic, not the magic that brought the dragon.

Because they found that their bond with the Lord of Light deepened when the dragon existed, and after the dragon died, none of the monks could feel the shadow and the fire god.

Therefore, these followers of the Lord of Light devoutly believe that there must be some kind of connection between dragons and gods.

Then, a breeze blew through, and the flames in the brazier completely dissipated.

The woman's copper-red hair fluttered in the wind, revealing half of her delicate cheeks, lightly opening her red lips, and muttering to herself.

"It seems that the great King of Light has given me guidance."

Then the beautiful-faced woman stood up from the futon where she was sitting, and the loose red robe also slightly restrained, covering the whiteness of her chest.

Her body seemed to contain a scalding heat, which always attracted people's attention and fell on her involuntarily.

"I need to go."

Then the woman's eyes looked into the distance.

And in the distance.

Inside the Chamber of Andalosburg.

"There's a rebellion in the Iron Islands, and Balon Greyjoy himself is king?"

Viserys sat on the seat in the council room, looked at the information in his hand and raised his head.

That's what the Maester had said, and the Iron Isles rebellion had hit Westeros like a bombshell.

After all, no one could have imagined that the Iron Islands would suddenly launch a rebellion without a sound, and even caught Lannister by surprise, and also disrupted Viserys' plan.

Viserys vaguely remembered that there had indeed been a rebellion in the Iron Islands, and that Theon, who had since lost his brother, had become the adopted son of Eddard Stark, Duke of Winterfell.

However, he didn't remember which year the incident happened, but he didn't expect it to happen at this time.

"So it seems that the burning of the Seven Holy Church was not without a purpose. The Greyjoy family had a plan for a long time."

"So. What should we do?"

Viserys raised his head and looked at several people in the chamber. His former Prime Minister, Sir Geoffrey, Prince Oberyn of Dorne, Sir William Darry, the instructor, also came on crutches, and the dragon Bachelor of Stone Island.

"Your Majesty, I think we should take the opportunity to attack King's Landing."

"Kill the usurper and take back the Iron Throne!"

When the instructor heard Viserys' voice fall, he was a little excited and couldn't wait to stand up and speak.

His health is already very poor, and he doesn't know how many more years he will live. If he hadn't rested in peace in Andalos, he might have died long ago.

However, his greatest desire to avenge his brother Jon Darryl, and to help Targaryen regain the Iron Throne, has yet to be fulfilled.

Now that they have taken root in the hometown of the Andals, they have begun to accumulate strength, and the sudden change in Westeros has once again caused waves. He believes that this is a good opportunity to send troops to attack Westeros.

After all, there are still many nobles who are loyal to Targaryen within the Seven Kingdoms. If His Majesty leads the troops back to Westeros, and then raises his arms...

However, the voice of the gray-haired old man fell, and everyone present was silent and speechless.

Although it has accumulated a certain amount of strength now, is it too early to attack Westeros at this time?

"cough--"

At this moment, the old jazz coughed lightly and opened his mouth.

He first glanced at Sir William, the former head of the Red Keep, twenty years his junior. However, he is now half-blind in one eye, his legs and feet are still inflexible and he needs to walk with crutches. His gray hair looks older than his age, and then he continued.

"If we are allied with the Iron Islands, plus Dorne, can the three of us attack Westeros?"

The point raised by the old jazz made everyone present look at each other in dismay.

The silver-haired boy sitting in the most central position was still wearing simple casual clothes, with one hand on his chin, and his lavender eyes fell on the table, not knowing what he was thinking.

Viserys did not speak, and all eyes fell on Oberyn, Prince of Dorne.

Oberon rubbed the soft beard under his chin slightly, and did not speak in a hurry. He was silent for a while and then spoke.

"This is not the best time to attack Westeros, the Wolf Deer Osprey Alliance is still very strong, and now it has added the lion."

Lannister now has a queen in the Red Keep.

"But even if the time is not ripe, it doesn't mean we can't participate in this war."