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Chapter 130 The High Sparrow
Chapter 130 The High Sparrow
"Did he really say that?"
Inside the princess's room, Dani, holding Vormisor, looked at Doria and asked.
"Yes, the man who came is Prince Oberyn Martell of Dorne. He has come to discuss the alliance with His Majesty. He personally told His Majesty that he requests His Majesty to marry Arianne of House Martell as Queen, in accordance with the alliance."
Doria answered, focusing on the key points.
"The Dornish have done us no favors, so how dare they make such an unreasonable demand of my brother?"
Daenerys looked displeased. She knew all too well that Viserys' kingdom was not a gift from others, but something he had won by leading his loyal Targaryen warriors, and that he had no reason to compromise with anyone else.
Moreover, she is the only candidate for queen. What makes Arianne of House Martell in Dorne compare to her?
Where was she when I wandered the trading cities with my brother? Where were the people of Dorne?
People tend to view problems from their own perspective. In Daenerys' view, the Dornish demands were not only unreasonable, but also disgusted her with the Dornish Martell family, who talked a good game but did nothing.
"Viser said that once he conquers the Three Cities Alliance and eliminates the remnants of the Iron Bank, he will put on the crown again in Braavos, hold another coronation ceremony, and then marry me as his queen."
Dani was absolutely certain that she would become queen; there was no one else.
After saying what she needed to say, Doria didn't say anything else, but quietly smoothed Princess Dani's silver hair.
Viserys no longer allowed Iron-Pulling and Crescent Moon, the underground godfathers residing in King's Landing, to go through the trouble of sending envoys to win over forces willing to serve him or talented individuals from the original story.
Instead, he directly instructed [Pointing at a Mouse and Calling it a Duck], who had already been promoted to Minister of Intelligence and Director of the Secret Police Bureau, to select a group of quick-witted players, or even natives, to complete this long-term mission.
"Director, this is a list of people with experience in this area, or those who are talented and willing to go. The last few are all indigenous people."
In the office of "Calling a Mouse a Duck," "Caramel Cotton" and "Flying Bat" each handed over a list to their boss for review.
"I remember this 'Wheel King' from your intelligence department. Since you recommended him to lead a team, let's have him. Let him lead the men to the Northern Territory."
【Calling a mouse a duck】Looking at the list in his hand, he felt there was nothing wrong with it, so he handed it back to the head of the intelligence department, 【Caramel Cotton】.
He had already seen the list from "Flying Bat" and "Calling a Mouse a Duck." He acknowledged the abilities of the two individuals and therefore did not raise any questions about the people on the list.
Moreover, he believed that his two henchmen would work three times harder than oxen and horses to complete the mission.
After all, he had spread the word that Viagra intended to expand the secret police and law enforcement team, and appointed himself as the prime minister of the secret police and law enforcement team.
When the time comes, the position of bureau chief will be the main target of the two henchmen vying for.
"Get to work."
[Calling a mouse a duck] Seeing that there was no problem, he stood up and shooed people away.
"Yes, Director!"
The two answered in unison.
"Bat, you stay."
[Calling a mouse a duck] seems to have suddenly remembered something and called out to [the flying bat].
"Director!"
[Pointing at a mouse and calling it a duck] This means gesturing for the other person to come closer, then taking an envelope out of one's pocket and handing it to them.
The Flying Bat opened the envelope with a puzzled look and took out the paper inside.
"The Fisherman's Prince?"
The Flying Bat looked up at its leader.
"He's not a king, he's just a duke appointed by Viagra. He doesn't understand his place. What does a duke of Loras Island need six hundred standing troops for? Can he even afford to support them?"
[Calling a mouse a duck] He sat back down in his chair, his legs propped up on the desk.
"I'll investigate who provided him with the funds." [Flying Bat] put the envelope away.
"Investigate thoroughly and eliminate him!" [Pointing at a mouse as a duck] pointed at the envelope in the other person's hand and added.
"Is it...is it public or secret?" [Flying Bat] asked uncertainly.
"Sigh, how can such a damn thing be made public?" [Pointing at a mouse as a duck] waved his hand and said.
Even if you dig up evidence and show it to everyone, they'll just think it's Viagra trying to deal with the Third Prince and those old fogies at the Governor's Meeting.
You have to kill them secretly, and make sure no one suspects us. This has nothing to do with the secret police.
[Calling a mouse a duck] presents a difficult problem, but [Flying Bat] also knows that if this matter is handled well, he will most likely be able to keep his position as director.
"Okay, I understand, Director. I'll go prepare right away." [Flying Bat] nodded in agreement, then turned and left the office.
Stepping out of the office, [Flying Bat] already had a pretty good idea of what to do.
We can't let anyone suspect us, so let's have the bandits attack the county magistrate, and the county magistrate and his wife both die!
"What big thing?"
In King's Landing, across the strait.
The weightlifter was picking his teeth with a toothpick, and judging from the number of bone sticks at his feet, he had just had a big meal.
The archer Angie scratched his head, thought carefully for a moment to make sure he remembered correctly, and repeated, "It's called the Big Sparrow!"
"Oh, the big sparrow? I thought it was the big sparrow. Look at the mess this English-to-Chinese translation is making."
Lu Tie uttered a string of incomprehensible words from An Gai, but the archer didn't care. After spending so much time together, he was completely immune to his boss's occasional dazed behavior.
"Tell me, what's he doing here?" Crescent Moon had just come in after washing her hands outside, but she had overheard their conversation, so she looked directly at Angai and asked.
"That old man is eccentric and dressed quite plainly. He claims to be a cultivator who has traveled all over the seven kingdoms. Now he gathers a group of people who can't afford to eat together in the flea den every day. At first, it was just him, but now he has a dozen or twenty people following him every day."
Angai replied.
"The Big Sparrow, what does he do? Is he a missionary or a turf grabber?" Lu Tie muttered, a little confused about the guy's ways.
"What does he look like?" Crescent Moon asked again.
"He was just an ordinary old man, but his eyes were cold and menacing. There was nothing else particularly special about him. I also heard him talking about going to the Riverlands today, saying that a lot of people had died there because of the war."
Angai replied.
"He said he was going to the Riverlands, how did you know?" Lu Tie's sudden question startled Ange, who thought the other suspected him of believing in that damned Big Sparrow. Startled, he quickly replied, "He doesn't hide anything from anyone. He just talks nonsense about sin and gods to those starving people on the street every day, and that's how I heard it."
"Damn it, tie him up and bring him back!"
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