Bab 368: Chapter 368: Conditions
Petyr Baelish tried his best to persuade Viserys to send troops to support Westeros, explaining the terror of the White Walkers, and how, if not checked, they would eventually destroy the entire world.
Yet Viserys remained calm throughout.
Because he naturally knew the terror of the White Walkers, even more clearly than his counterpart.
Petyr's scare tactics naturally couldn't frighten Viserys, as the White Walkers wouldn't threaten Essos in the short term.
He was only concerned about what kind of bargaining chip Robert could offer in asking for his help.
He had almost imagined Robert, the fat man with a ring of black beard, issuing the order to ask for his help with a constipated expression.
Then an Unsullied soldier walked in from outside the door, whispering a few words to Viserys.
Viserys nodded slightly, then looked at the three people below and spoke.
"The person sitting on the Iron Throne is not me, Lord Baelish. Why should I sacrifice the lives of my soldiers to save the lives of my enemies?"
Littlefinger was about to continue his spiel about the threat of the White Walkers when he heard Viserys's words.
"Your Majesty, the White Walkers..."
However, he was cut off by Viserys.
"Tell Robert—"
Viserys stood up, looking down at Littlefinger and spoke calmly.
"Take off the crown, kneel and surrender."
"I might allow him to continue as the Duke of Storm's End."
"Your Majesty..."
Upon hearing Viserys's words, Petyr Baelish once again showed a helpless bitter smile on his face.
This was clearly an impossible condition. Petyr indeed came with some negotiation power, but this condition clearly exceeded the scope.
However, despite the somewhat helpless bitter smile on his face, Littlefinger's heart was slightly relieved.
The torment was finally over.
Petyr Baelish had always thought he was very good at interpersonal communication.
His mouth was his most terrifying weapon. As long as his mouth wasn't sewn shut and he was allowed to continue speaking, he could often achieve his desired goal.
However, when his proud eloquence faced Viserys, Petyr felt as if his underwear had been seen through.
The other party seemed to know him like the back of his hand.
After the audience, he hadn't even noticed that his back had been soaked with cold sweat.
"I'm serious, you can tell Robert to consider it."
But Viserys had already stood up from the throne by this time. Negotiations like this certainly wouldn't have results in a day or two, and besides, Viserys didn't plan to send troops now, he wasn't ready yet.
And now he held the advantage, he could drag it out as long as he wanted.
The Seven Kingdoms now...
Were not desperate enough.
And what he just said was true, he wasn't joking. As long as Robert took off the crown and knelt to surrender, Viserys could forgive his crimes and let him be the Duke of Storm's End again.
If he could avoid a war that would devastate the world, peacefully transfer power and unify the Seven Kingdoms, Viserys really wouldn't mind killing one less person.
Of course, the condition that Viserys seriously proposed also had a time limit.
No one can make a mistake and not be punished, otherwise there would be rebellions every day.
If Viserys officially landed in Westeros, then this condition would naturally be void.
It's definitely impossible for Robert to suddenly want to surrender and exchange for the position of Duke of Storm's End after half of the war has been fought.
There would be no chance of surrendering to save his life at that time.
"Excuse me."
"You've come a long way, you can rest in the palace for now. Of course, if you want to leave now, I won't stop you."
Viserys had just received a message from his guard, saying that the 5,000 dragon scale armors that he had commissioned Tobho Mott and the blacksmith's workshop to forge a long time ago were now completed.
This was a new set of equipment custom-made for the Unsullied when they first came to Pentos.
The Unsullied's equipment was too simple in the past, the armor was not hard enough, the swords and spears were not sharp enough, the whole set needed to be replaced.
Of course, the equipment custom-made for the Unsullied was also the best design obtained after the Unsullied themselves tested it, which would meet their requirements for lightness and facilitate formation.
Then Viserys turned his head to his Kingsguard, his voice seamlessly switching from the Common Tongue to High Valyrian, and gave an order.
This was encrypted communication.
The three people below looked at each other, not knowing what Viserys was saying.
And the female knight was a Valyrian who only understood Valyrian and was still learning the Common Tongue.
She nodded slightly to indicate that she understood after hearing Viserys's order.
Then Viserys stood up from the throne and left the great hall from the back door, leaving the tea and sending off the guests to the still unrecognized Hendry Bracken, who was a bit depressed, but he didn't dare to say anything.
On the other side, the always silent captain of the Kingsguard, Ser Barristan Selmy, looked at the female knight in the same white robe, and several times he seemed to want to say something, but still held back.
Because he realized that the other party seemed to be a genuine 'foreigner', not very good at the Common Tongue.
Then the three of them followed Mira to the guest room area. The Nine Towers Palace was very large and naturally had a special place to arrange for guests to stay.
"Here."
Mira still spoke in her broken Common Tongue.
She doesn't know many words now, mostly 'here', 'there', 'please', 'thank you'... the most basic vocabulary.
But fortunately, there were maids who understood the Common Tongue to arrange their subsequent bathing and dinner.
These guests could wander around Pentos during the day, but they could only move in this small area in the palace and couldn't go deep into the palace.
Mira was about to turn around and leave after guiding the three guests here.
However, at this time, Barristan finally couldn't help but speak up and stop her.
"Miss... may I ask you a question?"
He didn't know her name, and didn't know if he should call her Miss.
"If I'm not mistaken, you should be... His Majesty's Kingsguard?"
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