"Robert, you should promise them..." After Ed Stark came out of the royal council, he immediately found the drunk king. He sadly saw that the Trident Demon back then had now become a drunkard.

"You want me to compromise with those sons of bitches?" Robert's face turned red, and he slapped the Iron Throne with his big fat hands angrily, "We fought tooth and nail to kill the Mad King because of this iron chair that hurts our butts. ?”

"You forgot how your father, brother, and Lyanna died!"

"Sanobitch!" In anger, Robert's right hand was accidentally cut by the spikes of the Iron Throne, and blood flowed freely!

While waiting for the maester to treat the wound, Robert gradually calmed down, "Targaryen wants peace, then I will give her peace!"

"Ed, please write an edict for me!" He took a sip of wine, with a cold light in his eyes. "The first is to make her surrender her title and promise to give up her claim to the Iron Throne; the second is to remove the dragon stone. Armed with the island, my royal fleet will take over Dragonstone Island; third, her heir will be sent to King’s Landing to serve as a hostage, and my son Tommen will marry her daughter Daenerys…”

"As long as she is willing to do the above three points, I can put aside her grudges with the Targaryens and grant them the peace they want!"

Adele feels no love, this is not a negotiation, it is clearly an insult to human intelligence!

What you can't get on the battlefield, you expect to get at the negotiation table... Gods, how is this possible? As long as Layla is not a fool, she will never agree to such outrageous conditions!

"Just write, if she doesn't agree, it means war!" Robert waved his hand to stop Ed, "My good brother, if war breaks out, you will definitely be on my side, right?!"

"Of course, my...brother!" Ed nodded with a heavy heart.

After writing the edict, Robert looked at it, used his crowned stag seal, and said with satisfaction: "Sure enough, you are better at these things. I have a headache when I see the pen now. It is better for me to hold the pen." I'll take the hammer... Damn it!"

Eddard returned to the Hand's Tower and met Petyr Baelish on the road. "Dear Hand, you are going the wrong way!"

After passing through the tunnels of the Red Keep, they came to Littlefinger's brothel. He saw Sir Rodrik at the door. When they reached a room inside the brothel, he couldn't help but shout: "Madam!"

"Look at it!" Layla threw the letter on the table angrily. "The usurper has no sincerity and tramples on the dignity of Targaryen. Damn it, I shouldn't have expectations!"

Jaehaerys picked up the letter, took a look at it and chuckled, "Why don't you pay the price right away!"

"Don't worry, mother, I will get them to agree soon!"

That night, Jaehaerys ordered a new scorpion crossbow and several new spring thunder crossbow arrows from the Admiralty. He also loaded all the old clay pots of spring thunder in stock into the Dragon God statue space, and then Hela flapped her wings and soared into the sky!

That night, flames broke out all over the city of Junlin, and everyone watched in horror as the green flames soared into the sky, mixed with the golden-red dragon flames and roars of the giant dragon, burning the entire sky above Junlin into a sea of ​​fire!

"Damn it! He can destroy the capstan tower and the scorpion crossbow at the top of the city, he can destroy the Red Keep and Maegor's Tower!" Robert was frightened. When he saw the two burned capstan towers and the glazed At the top of the city, he couldn't help but feel a little lucky. That damn Targaryen bastard and his damn dragon had a bit of honor. If they threw wildfire into Maegor's Tower in the middle of the night... then he and the children would still have something to lose. A way to survive?

"Fight back! You must fight back!"

"He is warning us!" Ed said solemnly, the distance between Dragonstone and King's Landing is too close! It only takes an hour or two for a raven to fly over, and so does a dragon! "Dragonstone wants to tell us that he can attack us on a dragon at any time!"

Robert finally realized how he felt when he was the enemy of Aegon the Conqueror. If the Dornish people hadn't been so lucky, a crossbow arrow hit Meraxes in the eye...

Now, these sons of bitches are even more cunning, throwing wildfires and firing crossbows from high altitudes. The heroic golden robes can only watch as he destroys the scorpion crossbows... Although they braved the flames and recovered some bows in time. Crossbow, but then the golden dragon swooped down and attacked, burning everyone into ashes...

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty the Prime Minister, and all your gentlemen!" Janos Sterling, the short and bald City Guard Commander with a double chin, said with a belly as big as a wine barrel: "This dragon attack caused a total of 33 people to die on the spot, 71 People are injured...the pension alone requires 1,971 silver deer..."

A human life is worth less than 50 silver deer. Ed smiled bitterly in his heart. Also, isn't his son worth only 90 silver deer? He thought of the terrible things Caitlin had told him!

Someone took advantage of the opportunity when he went south to King's Landing and the Winterfell guards were reduced by half, and sneaked into the stables, hoping to take the opportunity to kill his son!

A dragon bone dagger and a purse containing 90 silver deer were found from the assassin...

"Oh, this is another huge expense!" Petyr Baelish's gray-green eyes held a vague smile, but he muttered, "In addition, His Majesty is going to convene Tourney, my God! Where am I going to find all that money?"

"Okay, Littlefinger, it's just a matter of borrowing more money from my father-in-law...or the banks in Braavos or Pentos!" Robert said impatiently, it's just tens of thousands of gold dragons, long-winded. It's so annoying!

"Lord Varys, what intelligence have you received? Why did Dragonstone suddenly propose peace?"

"Lord Eddard, I'm sorry that this happened in the capital. Unfortunately, my little birds didn't get any intelligence, but... in Fortelland, that is, the plains of Essos, the Targaryen family's army is gathering!"

"But there is no sign of their naval fleet being mobilized, so there is reason to believe that they will go to war... As for the direction, it is very likely to be Pentos or Braavos, or even the disputed land!"

"As long as they don't use troops against the Seven Kingdoms, let them go, and never come back! Aren't they the Dragon Kings of Valyria? It's best for them to return to their homeland and rule the country..." Renly said with a mischievous smile. On the gorgeous dark green velvet tights, there were twelve golden stags embroidered. A half-cloak made of gold hung on the left shoulder, pinned with a green jade brooch below the Adam's apple.

"Robert, no matter what their intentions are, we must stop this behavior and let them know that the Seven Kingdoms are now ruled by the Baratheon family!" Eddard said calmly. He was originally the most opposed to going to war, but Dragonstone attacked King's Landing, even if it only sent a dragon rider, it was enough to change his attitude. The king's majesty could not be challenged.

"What's the noise outside?" Grand Maester Pycelle pricked up his ears.

"Reporting to His Majesty, many nobles in the royal territory have requested peace with Dragonstone, including the Tunston family, the Lake family, the Rosby family, the Stokeworth family... They are waiting for an audience outside the Red Castle..." The captain of the Kingsguard, Barristan Selmy, quickly reported.

"Ed, look at this! Damn it! They have been fed by Dragonstone for these years. If Dragonstone launches a large-scale attack one day, I really don't know which side they will stand on!" Robert said angrily.

"Forget it, tell them that we accept Dragonstone's peace, without conditions, let them celebrate!" After he said this, a rare trace of loneliness and decadence appeared in his eyes.

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