Chapter 778
"Mother have mercy, I watched him get taken to Heaven by Saint Sparrow." Illyrio smiled reassuringly.
"Then do you know why Aegon can get on Heaven?"
"Aegon is a good child. He was taught by Ms. Ashara and Ser Connington since he was a child. Can be protected by Mother."
Speaking and laughing, the old face with a layer of folds under the thick bags under the eyes was covered with sadness.
"Aegon may be religious, but he wasn't good enough for Heaven..." Sansa recounted the Dragon Queen's transfer of Saint status.
"This...are you kidding me? Is Heaven's place still transferable?" Illyrio didn't quite believe it.
“Daenerys is the same as Saint Sparrow, The Seven Holy Son. Have you seen Saint Sparrow? He is amazing now, he has become Heaven Receiving and Instructing Envoy, and also manages an Isle of Son for Mother. Heaven."
Thinking of the High Sparrow I saw that day, the fat businessman believed it a little bit, and a strange color gradually appeared in the eyes looking towards his daughter-in-law, "So, what do you want to do? Before you But they don't want to see me, not only did they meet today, they told me so much."
"I met Daenerys in Winterfell, she won't let you go, but she doesn't blame you Aegon, don't hate me and the child in my belly." Sansa indifferently said.
"It's very good, very good," fatty's eyes lit up again, joyfully said, "No wonder she was chosen as Holy Son by Mother, Daenerys is completely different from her father."
“Not only that, but she also admits that Aegon is a Targaryen, and she still recognizes the 'one clan two branches' of Aegon's day. My child will be the sole heir of 'Blacksword-Targaryen', and the ancestor of Blacksword-Targaryen is Aegon Targaryen IV..."
Illyrio's eyes widened with every word from Sansa.
"You, are you telling the truth?" He looked incredulous.
"Otherwise, why should I come to you?" Sansa's expression was indifferent.
Illyrio slowly regained his composure, asking with understanding, "What do you want from me?"
"Everything."
"Everything." ?" Illyrio raised his brows, "I am just Aegon's son, if you give birth to a child for him, I can give you everything, but what are you going to do?"
Sansa's pulse was strong. His belly, his eyes firm as iron, "I don't know what to do next, and how far I can do it, but I will fight for the best for my child."
"Okay , very good!" Illyrio seemed to have been stabbed in the G-spot, his eyes were shining, and he couldn't help himself, "You are not a good wife, but you must be a good mother."
"Why don't I A good wife?" Sansa frowned.
"You're a good wife and shouldn't let Aegon be burned. You're not even Daenerys in this regard." Illyrio made no secret of oneself's resentment towards his daughter-in-law.
"I didn't know Stannis would—" After arguing, Sansa immediately put away his bitter expression, indifferently said: "I don't need to worry about Aegon. He came down from Heaven, and a sentence Didn't even mention you."
"Heaven descended?" Illyrio was a little confused.
"Aegon didn't see me before he died, and there was always a knot in his heart. Fortunately, Mother was merciful and allowed him to leave Heaven and come to the world once. I chatted with him for a long time last night in a dream."
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"Is this still possible?" Fatty was skeptical, but thought that even High Sparrow can manifest itself in the world, and Aegon's dream is not impossible.
"He wouldn't forgive me? I'm just like you, all for the best of my child." He said frustratedly.
"I'm different from you. My child will live in honor, flowers and applause, and be innocent for a lifetime." Sansa coldly said.
"I sincerely hope that what you said will come true." Illyrio looked at his daughter-in-law's belly and said solemnly: "What do I need to do?"
"Tell me about you in Pentos first. The family property.”
“The number of palaces, shops, ships, manors are too many. I can’t remember them clearly. I need an account book.”
“How much food and guards are there?” Sansa frowned.
"There are only 200 reliable guards, which is useless to you, but I have prepared a lot of food."
fatty smiled proudly, "I knew it from Daenerys a long time ago. The news of Long Night nears, and then began to collect a lot of grain and fields.
After that, in order to help Aegon conquer Westeros, in order to help him buy people's hearts after winning King's Landing, he spent millions of Golden Dragon's giants. He can buy unlimited amounts of grain from the world.
Up to now, I have prepared more than half a million tons of wheat, butter, and bacon for him. Enough before the True Dragon Alliance takes over the Reach granary , to maintain the food supply in the King's Landing market.
It's a pity that fate has been too unfair to me, and I have plotted against thousands of schemes, all because of one who was almost eliminated from the competition-"
"What's the use of talking about this now?" Sansa interrupted his complaint impatiently, eyes flashing with excited rays of light, and asked, "Is all that food in Storm's End?"
The fat businessman shook his head , "Storm's End is only a temporary residence, and transporting 5,000 tons is enough to maintain the daily consumption of the army.
After that, 200,000 tons were transported to Dragonstone one after another, and the rest were stored in Pentos and Myr in the grain depot."
"Dragonstone?" Sansa frowned.
"Aegon's goal is King's Landing!" Illyrio frowned, "Dragonstone is right at the gate of King's Landing, and Dragonstone is still safe."
"I'm afraid that food Not coming back." Sansa sighed.
"Dragonstone has no shortage of food," Illyrio said uncertainly.
"Ignore that batch of food, you leave Vale immediately and transfer all the remaining food to Tarth." Sansa said resolutely.
"Tarth? Why isn't it Storm's End?" The fat businessman has an unfathomable mystery on his face.
Sansa shook the head and sighed helplessly: "Stannis has a lot of power, and I don't know when he has the idea of taking back the clan castle.
He has the appeal of Wyvern Legion and Baratheon in Stormlands. Far beyond Aegon, it is not difficult for Wyvern to cooperate with the Lords of Stormlands to win Storm's End.
And Tarth is to Storm's End what Dragonstone is to King's Landing, both located in the gateway bay.
Brienne is the only heir to Tarth and one of only two bannermen I have now.
She is absolutely loyal to me, far more reliable than the Golden Company.
If something goes wrong, Golden The Company can immediately withdraw to Tarth to preserve its strength.
The Storm's End at this moment must not be used as a foundation, but in the future..."
Said this , Sansa's blue eyes seemed to be covered with a dim light, "I didn't bring Rickon to the Gates of the Moon this time to help Robert find a company.
Winterfell can hold the best. , if not...
Anyway, it's not like Stark hasn't lost the clan castle, it doesn't matter if he is broken by Others again, as long as Stark is alive, there is still hope.
Stannis is going to challenge the Others King under Winterfell, and Winterfell will fall, and he must have died.
At that time, Storm's End will be another foundation for Blacksword-Targaryen and Stark.
And Storm's End is located south of King's Landing, with soldiers and provisions, it must last longer than Euron and Cersei."
Illyrio face changed, "You haven't given up on Iron Throne?"
Sansa sneers, "Why give up? I'm a Targaryen in my belly, and Daenerys still stands by the oath of 'the one who ends Long Night is king'.
As long as my competitors I don't have a chance at all."
"You're now...only on Brienne and who?" Illyr io frowned, worried.
Sansa smiled confidently, "Brienne and my second grandfather, Brynden Tully, plus the Golden Company.
In terms of solid foundation, it's actually better than Stannis at this time.
Of course, I'm not stupid, my child deserves the best, Iron Throne is just the highest goal.
If Stannis can really solve the Others King, I will lead the Golden Company and that batch of food to swear allegiance to him , in exchange for a Duke title."
Illyrio was completely relieved to hear her daughter-in-law's ambitious yet pragmatic plan.
"Okay, I'll do my best to help you. In addition to food and gold, I also raised an Assassin Organization of the Hundred Men Squad, along with Varys' intelligence agency, for you."
"And the Assassin Organization?" Sansa said happily.
"In the major city-states of the Narrow Sea, which Merchant Prince doesn't support a group of Water Dancer assassins? Assassinate others and prevent others from being assassinated." Illyrio said with a bitter smile.
Even he himself is a top Water Dancer!
Without the brilliant sword technique, I wouldn't be able to live now.
"Very well, we'll hide behind the scenes and watch them perform." Sansa's face showed a long-lost and carefree smile, "Now, I'm going to see Stannis and see why he hasn't fulfilled his promise with Daenerys. ."
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Second Stag didn't intend to break his promise.
After he returned from the Wall, he followed the advice of the Dragon Queen, put on Aegon's Valyrian Steel armor, and asked Melisandre to accompany him to the North death anus Others King.
Aunt Mel was reluctant.
"You are not ready now, just like Azor Ahai needs to sacrifice his wife to forge the Red Sword, you also need to sacrifice the person you love to forge your own 'Red Sword' - Half God Demon Dragon Vhagar!" she urged.
In order to prove to him that what they said was true, the two stood by the fireplace hand in hand again after mending the demon, observing the future through the flames.
In the flames, Second Stag saw the blurred silhouette of Others King, the other party seemed to be aware, and then the Savior and Others King stared at each other for the first time.
Under those eyes that radiated blue light, Second Stag's Soul was almost frozen, he saw endless Ice, darkness and death, as if a big hand was clenching his heart, trying Hell pulls.
Second Stag was terrified at that moment.
"Now, do you understand?" Aunt Mel waved his hand, the fireplace flames roared into the air, and then exploded with a bang. Sweaty.
"Your Majesty, you're not ready yet." Red Woman stroked his sweaty back and sighed, "You need Demon Dragon. Who wouldn't sacrifice for a major event?"
"Shireen is my daughter, my heir." Second Stag said hoarsely.
His eyes gradually became clear, and he continued: "Daenerys will help me, and Three-Eyed Crow will help me too. I don't believe their help is not as good as a Demon Dragon with unknown strength.
>Daenerys alone, there are three Demon Dragons around!"
Aunt Mel was stunned, and was speechless.
After a while, she said softly, "They are powerful, but are they trustworthy?
Daenerys is still vying with you for Iron Throne, Greenseer is a servant of Cold God, Do you trust those two people with your back?"
"I don't have a choice! The Wall collapses, the Others go south, and the Seven Kingdoms are at stake." Second Stag's expression was painful, "You should know better than everyone, The reason I'm vying for Iron Throne most important is the savior's mission."
Aunt Mel was stunned.