Chapter 42 Quarrel

"Since... the Prime Minister has left King's Landing, there is no need to bother him with this matter."

The slightly fat king was slightly choked, but then shook his head and continued to speak.

He turned his head to look at the dawdling, moaning Senior Scholar Peysiel who was sitting on the ground, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Pretend!"

"Don't get up quickly!"

Although Robert Baratheon took off his armor and sat on the Iron Throne for only half a year, his body swelled up like a balloon.

However, the rapid accumulation of fat could not eliminate his once-mighty muscles, but only temporarily covered them under the fat.

Even King Robert, who had gained weight, was even more self-possessed than he was when he fought on the battlefield. He just stared at the copper bell-like eyes and sat on the ground with his legs pretending to be the grand scholar Peysiel. He shivered all over, and hurried. Get up from the ground.

"His Majesty."

"Send a letter quickly, summon all the vassals, and I will personally attack Dragonstone Island!"

King Robert roared, he couldn't bear Targaryen to continue to survive in the world, he originally thought that after the Royal Fleet was built, it would be an easy thing to sail through Blackwater Bay to capture Dragonstone.

After all, the newly built Royal Fleet has invested in the almost bottomless golden dragon. In order to consolidate the sea frontier, Robert Baratheon has envisaged that the scale of the fleet construction is already the largest fleet in the entire Westeros continent.

Even the comprehensive strength has surpassed the strongest iron fleet in the past.

The fleet size, tonnage, and number of soldiers built by the Baratheon family are all far above the Dragonstone fleet, not to mention that many of the warships in the Targaryen fleet stationed at Dragonstone are already old. Dilapidated.

Although the tactics of maritime combat and the quality of soldiers are also critical, relatively speaking, the strength of a warship is more important. If the ship is large enough and strong enough, it will be able to go anywhere, relying on hard power.

And it is clear at a glance how such a hugely invested and stronger fleet meets an old-fashioned fleet.

But Stannis just buried the Royal Fleet at sea, and Robert felt a deep threat in addition to his anger.

Don't know why.

Robert, who had been sitting on the Iron Throne for only half a year, had changed significantly from the fearless Duke of Storm's End.

Not just in size.

Now Robert roared angrily, demanding that all nobles loyal to him be summoned to attack Dragonstone.

And the gray-haired and bearded Grand Scholar Pesiel heard King Robert's words and stood there dumbfounded.

Although everyone in the Red Castle knew that the king had a bold and unrestrained character, and in other words, he was impulsive and reckless, but he did not expect King Robert to be so crazy.

A small Dragonstone Island, with harsh environment and sparse population, is only a small fishing village.

Is such a small island worthy of King Robert's labor and wealth, so is it possible to gather all his vassals to attack?

"His Majesty."

Scholar Peysir was a little flustered, his lips trembling, and then he wanted to persuade him to say something.

And at this time.

The captain of the Kingsguard, who was silent on the side, suddenly spoke up.

"His Majesty."

Ser Barristan Selmy, with one hand on the hilt, his pure white cloak hanging on the ground, looked into the king's eyes with a slight frown.

"Only a pair of orphans and widows escaped to Dragonstone."

"They pose no threat to your position."

Now that Westeros, from the Great Wall to the south, is almost in Robert's hands, Prime Minister Jon Arryn also went to appease Dorne, believing that the Seven Kingdoms will soon be unified.

And the orphans, widows and mothers on Dragonstone Island have no resources and no resources, only a broken fleet, which cannot threaten the safety of Westeros at all.

"You don't have to fight for a helpless child and woman, it will damage your honor."

Although he was serving Baratheon now, he never told anyone that he had sworn that if he saw Robert smile when Tywin Lannister showed the body of Rhaegar's child, then he would Certainly no allegiance to Robert.

and.

Nothing in this world could stop him from killing Robert.

Doing no harm to women and children is the honor and bottom line that Barristan Selmy abides by as a knight.

However, Barristan's words were like a fuse that ignited a powder keg, instantly detonating King Robert's anger.

"I didn't make it clear to you before, so I'll say it again now!"

"Lord Barristan Selmi!"

"I want them to die! Their mother and son die together! I don't want to see any of the evil dragons continue to live in this world!"

The angry King Robert was like a furious brown bear, with his hard fur licking and spitting out his saliva all the way, glaring at Barristan, hoping to scare the other party with his aura.

However, the white-robed knight frowned slightly, and was not frightened by the king's aura, and was still looking into the other's eyes.

But Scholar Peysir was frightened by the situation in front of him, and hurriedly persuaded him with a trembling voice.

"His Majesty."

"The seven kingdoms are at your feet, you can easily gather countless knights, but the horses of the knights cannot swim across the sea."

The high scholar with white hair and beard was on the side of the captain of the Kingsguard.

But he didn't do it out of honor and thought that women and children shouldn't be stabbed. He actually didn't object to killing Queen Layla and Prince Viserys to avoid future troubles. He even received news that Viserys was at Dragonstone. has also been crowned.

But King Robert was also a little too fussy in his opinion.

And there is an important issue at the moment, which has been discussed before, that is, the Baratheon Dynasty does not have a fleet now, so it took a lot of effort to build a fleet.

Now, with the destruction of the newly built Royal Fleet, Baratheon has temporarily lost his extravagant hopes for the sea.

Scholar Peysir said with a trembling voice.

"Earl Redwin's fleet has suffered losses and has now returned to Qingting Island to rest."

"As for the Iron Fleet"

"You seem to have forgotten that Balon Greyjoy of the Iron Islands has yet to come to King's Landing to show his submission to you."

Grand Scholar Peysir looked at King Robert's face while speaking, and tried his best to use euphemisms to avoid offending the other party.

Then he told him the present situation. Now King Robert has no fleet to fight, and the sea is where the Targaryen remnants come and go freely.

And the second day.

The news of the Royal Fleet's destruction in the port has spread throughout King's Landing.

In an instant, it was like a thunderbolt, and everyone was rumored that Targaryen was about to make a comeback.

And far away.

Viserys and the Dragonstone fleet, which had returned victoriously, were also on their way home.

wow-

Chopping the waves and heading into the distance.