Stannis's expression was uncertain as he asked, "What will happen to the Great Wall after you leave?"
Danny shrugged and said, "Send a letter to the City of Knowledge and tell them about the Other Ghosts. Then inform all the nobles of the Seven Kingdoms. There are witnesses and evidence. They should believe me, right?
After taking Dragonstone Island, I will fulfill my duty as the prince of Dragonstone Island and provide the Night Watchers with golden dragons and dragon crystal weapons. But in the Westeros, I have no vassals and cannot send soldiers to the Great Wall. "
"Your Majesty Danny Rize, compared to freeing the slaves, the coming Long Night is a greater threat to humans. Why don't you end the battle at Slavers' Bay and send the Unsullied to the Great Wall? "Jon asked.
"Yes, since you can defeat hundreds of thousands of soldiers, your soldiers must be very powerful. Why don't you bring them to the Great Wall to defend against the Other Ghosts? Maybe you can clear out all the Other Ghosts in a few months. "Bowen Marcy said sincerely.
Danny looked at them deeply and asked, "Will you give up the Great Wall and go to Slavers' Bay to deal with the slavers?"
"We are the Night Watchers. Protecting the Westeros is our duty. How can we participate in the struggles of other countries …" At this point, Red Pomegranate was stunned.
Danny smiled and said, "Just like you, the soldiers at Slavers' Bay have their own duty — to protect the freedom of the newly freed slaves."
"But guarding the Great Wall is not just about protecting the Westeros!" Jon frowned and said, "The Other Ghosts are the common enemy of all humans. The Long Night is not only in the Westeros. The sooner we get rid of the Other Ghosts and end the Long Night, it will be beneficial for everyone. "
The Savior's awareness was just too high!
"You are right!" Danny nodded in agreement and said to Hanno seriously, "The people of the world should put aside their disputes and form a united front against the Ghosts.
As long as the Allied Army is willing to give up on Slavers' Bay and allow my army to pass through their territory, I will be the first to respond to the call of the Ghost Resistance Front. I will gather volunteers at Slavers' Bay and cross the ocean to support the Great Wall. "
Dragon Queen was so righteous, but the group of Westeros frowned, feeling unhappy.
Deep in their hearts, they hoped that the Dragon Queen would immediately give up on Slave Bay, give up on freeing the slaves, and put all her strength into the battle to protect the Westeros.
After all, Westeros was the center of the world, the benchmark of the world's civilization, and they were the great and glorious people of Westeros. Furthermore, wasn't the Dragon Queen also painstakingly chasing after the Iron Throne, which was out of her reach?
If she wanted to become the Queen of the Seven Kingdoms, shouldn't she contribute to the people of the Seven Kingdoms?
Even if you haven't sat on the Iron Throne yet.
"We can't change the Free City's decision, and we don't have the ability to form an alliance to resist the Otherworldly Demons," Jon said with a bitter smile.
"Sigh, you have to understand that the warriors of Slaver's Bay also have friends and relatives …" Danny shrugged and said slowly, "Don't think about taking shortcuts. Work hard to gather reinforcements from the seven nations! I took the risk to capture the Otherworldly Demons to provide you with evidence and convince the City of Knowledge first … Eh, where's that old Perestan? "
Thinking of the City of Knowledge and the Scholar, Danny suddenly realized that she hadn't seen the red-nosed old man for the entire day.
"The Scholar is sick," Old Yimont said.
"What kind of illness? He can't even attend the banquet of the two kings?"
"After seeing the Otherworldly Demons last night, he was in a daze. He kept mumbling, 'The Otherworldly Demons can still appear even without dragons, this world can never eliminate magic', 'What should we do in the future', 'The ideal of the real world is completely destroyed' …"
"What's the real world?" Melisandre suddenly asked.
"I don't know. The madman talks nonsense," the old Scholar spoke nonsense without changing his expression.
A look of sympathy flashed across his face, and he lamented, "He was fine last night on the Great Wall, but when he returned to his bedroom … When I went to see him in the morning, he was barefooted and lying on the floor with only a thin layer of clothing. The fire in the fireplace was also extinguished.
It was as if he was possessed. He pulled his hair and mumbled to himself. His face was as pale as a ghost, and his head was running a high fever. The arrow wound on his hip split open again, and his pants were wet with blood.
I fed him a big bowl of poppy milk, and before coming to the banquet, I even put seven or eight leeches on him. He's now undergoing blood-sucking treatment! "
"He has a fever and lost a lot of blood. You used leeches to bleed him?" Danny's mouth twitched. Old Scholar, you hate the City of Knowledge too, so you're tormenting the red-nosed old man on purpose, right?
"His main symptom isn't a fever. The leeches can help him regain his sanity," the old Scholar said seriously.
"Alright, but don't let him die. The task of convincing the Scholars of the City of Knowledge depends on him."
"As long as the Scholars know that the Otherworldly Demons are real, they'll definitely warn the lords of the Seven Kingdoms. There are hundreds of Earls in the Seven Kingdoms, and each Earl sends 100 soldiers. That's tens of thousands of people.
This is much faster than me mobilizing troops from Slave Bay. Slave Bay is tens of thousands of kilometers away from the Great Wall, and it'll take a year or two by boat.
Moreover, if the Alliance doesn't remove the blockade of Slave Bay, even if we organize a large fleet, we won't be able to leave the bay. "
Everyone nodded helplessly. It was true. No matter how powerful Dragon Queen's army was, it was too far away from the Great Wall.
"Before the True King appears, the nobles of the Seven Kingdoms can't unite. Why am I fighting for the Iron Throne? For power? "Stannis put down his fork and looked at Danny with a contemptuous smile.
"Isn't it?" Danny raised her eyebrows and asked.
"Responsibility! Because of responsibility. " He emphasized in a serious tone, "I saw the arrival of the Long Night in the sacred fire. I received a revelation from the King of Light that it's now a dangerous time. The ancient prophecies are coming true.
I need the Iron Throne only because the King of the Seven Kingdoms can unite the forces of the Seven Kingdoms to resist the coming Long Night. I will start the war only because I know what kind of people the nobles of the Seven Kingdoms are.
When they hear the news of the coming Long Night, they'll be afraid and hide. They'll raise the castle walls and stock up on food, but not many will bring soldiers to defend the Great Wall. Unless there's a powerful king leading them. "
"That king is you?" Danny laughed.
"It won't be you," Stannis said solemnly.
"I have talent, virtue, power, and law," Danny said.
"From the moment the Targaryen Dynasty fell, you no longer have law. You should have some self-awareness. Look south from the Great Wall, how many enemies do you see? The North, Hejian, Arryn Valley, Lannister in the West, and the Stormlands all have irreconcilable conflicts with you. They won't support the Targaryens. "
"It's strange to hear this from you," Danny said with a strange smile. "Aren't you even more unpopular than I am? You should walk among the people more and see how the people and nobles talk about you. "
Stannis pursed his thin lips and said seriously, "I know that everyone misunderstands me because of the Red God, but this is only temporary.
When the Long Night comes, when the Seven Gods can no longer answer the pleas of the people, when the light of the King of Light shines upon the world, everyone will understand that the Long Night is long, and only the King of Light can control the darkness. "
When the Long Night was about to fall, Erlu's idea was not wrong. The Seven Gods would never answer the people, but the King of Light had already begun to show his miracles.
Humans were very realistic. The reason they had faith was because they hoped to be rewarded by the gods.
When the Seven Gods could not satisfy them, their piety would immediately turn into resentment and curses.
In the foreseeable future, the Church of the Seven Gods would definitely suffer heavy losses in this Long Night. It might even disappear from Westeros completely, just like its experience on the continent of Ursos.
On the contrary, the Red God, who had been scheming for the Long Night and the Savior since thousands of years ago, was very likely to be the biggest winner in this Long Night.
If the Red God doctrine became the mainstream religion of Westeros, then Erlu, who hung the Red Heart flag high, would naturally be the most orthodox king.
Danny glanced at Erlu, who had a deep gaze and a determined expression, and sighed in her heart. It seemed that she had misunderstood him before. Stannis was not without schemes, nor was he brainwashed or deceived by the red-robed woman. He was very clear-headed and had probably seen through the essence of faith, and guessed that the Red God's faith had a bright future.
Erlu had not been completely eliminated from the game of power.
He was a hero in the later stages … Well, the premise was that he could last until the later stages.
"Stannis, with the coming of the long night and the world on the brink of destruction, if we keep getting along awkwardly and being on guard against each other, it will seem too petty and unbefitting of our status as kings." Dany's eyes were as bright as the stars, flashing with confidence and pride. "Why don't we sign a King's Agreement and compete for the Iron Throne openly?"
Silence filled the banquet. Everyone stared blankly at the Dragon Queen, not knowing what to do. Even the savages had their mouths wide open, waiting for the Dragon Queen to continue.
Stannis leaned forward and gritted his teeth, "What agreement?"
"The one who ends the Long Night will be the king!" Danny leaned back in her chair and smiled faintly.
"Wow!" Everyone was shocked.
Stannis's eyes flashed, and he asked, "How do we determine who will be the one who ends the Long Night?"
Danny said, "I guess there is a King of Deviant Ghosts above the Deviant Ghosts, and the one who kills him will be the king."
"King of Deviant Ghosts? Your Majesty Danny Rize, are you sure? "Jon's expression changed.
"Deviant ghosts are intelligent. Everyone has seen it. Intelligent creatures that live in groups must have a leader. It is the same for humans and beasts. "
"Yes, deviant ghosts live in groups. They must have a leader." Everyone nodded in agreement.
"If deviant ghosts are like humans, killing one king and then another one appears, what will happen?" Stannis asked.
"Simple, whoever kills more deviant ghost kings will ascend the Iron Throne."
"What if the number is the same?" Sir Floren asked.
"Then we will compare the number of white ghosts killed."
"You have a dragon. You have too much of an advantage." Floren shook his head.
Danny sneered, "Alright, as long as anyone kills the same number of deviant ghost kings as me, I will automatically withdraw from the fight for the Iron Throne.
I feel that the crown on my head is too heavy. Just Slave Bay and the vast and rich Free City are enough to keep me busy. "
"Ugh …" The faces of the members of the Deer Party twisted. They unconsciously tightened their grip on their spoons.
"Alright, I will sign this treaty of kings with you!" Stannis placed his hands on the table and stood up.
"No, not just you and me. It is for all the kings of the Seven Kingdoms and those who want to become kings. This treaty will be sent to all the nobles with messenger crows and will be agreed upon. "
"Everyone?!" Everyone exclaimed.
"Even free citizens?" Wale asked.
"Are you a citizen of the Seven Kingdoms?" Danny rolled her eyes. "This is a fight for the Iron Throne, the position of king of the Seven Kingdoms."
"If a commoner kills a deviant ghost king by luck, will the nobles of the Seven Kingdoms acknowledge him as king?" Old Yimont frowned.
"After last night's battle, everyone should have seen the power of deviant ghosts. Deviant ghosts are magical creatures. As you can imagine, deviant ghost kings are far more terrifying than deviant ghosts. Scattered soldiers can't kill them at all.
If a soldier under a king kills a deviant ghost by luck, the credit will naturally go to the king. Commoners have no chance of facing a deviant ghost king.
If such a person really appears, he must be a legendary hero like Yasuo Ahai. So what if he becomes the king of the Seven Kingdoms?
Anyone who opposes him will be killed by the kings. This is written in the sacred treaty.
Anyway, Targaryen is a man of his word. He will definitely abide by the treaty. "
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