Larys left the room and immediately found the dead souls he had cultivated for Aegon.
He briefly explained the situation and what needed to be done.
"That's about it. Those who don't want to do it, or don't dare to, can withdraw now," Larys said with a smile.
"Lord Larys, as long as it's for Your Highness, what does death matter?"
"That's right, Lord Larys. If it weren't for Your Highness, my wife, children, and I would have rotted in the garbage dump long ago. How could we have the life we have now?"
Their expressions were firm. If Aegon hadn't pulled them out of the garbage dump back then, they would have died long ago.
Now, they had a well-paying job, and their wives, children, and elders were properly settled.
Therefore, as long as it was for Prince Aegon, what fear was there of death?
"Alright, look at you all acting like you're going to your deaths.
Since His Highness said nothing would happen even if the sky fell, he definitely won't let anything happen to you!"
Larys's words undoubtedly gave the few people another shot of confidence.
"This is Daemon Targaryen's room. Don't waste any words. Be clean, swift, and leave quickly after you're done, understood?"
Larys handed the slip of paper in his hand to Valentine, the leader.
Taking the paper, Valentine put on a black hood, covering his face.
The other six people also put on identical black hoods without hesitation and followed Valentine.
The group of seven hurried, quickly arriving at the door of Daemon's room.
Valentine took out a token engraved with a special symbol.
The guard carefully identified it and then unlocked the door.
The next second, the seven people led by Valentine rushed into the room.
Daemon, who was drinking alone, was startled at first, then his face changed drastically, and his right hand reached for his waist but found nothing.
The few people swarmed forward and quickly subdued Daemon.
Valentine forcefully pulled out Daemon's right hand and took out an iron rod from his chest.
Sensing the intentions of the few people, Daemon struggled with all his might.
Unfortunately, Daemon was held down by the few people empty-handed, and no amount of struggling was of any use.
Valentine's eyes showed ferocity, and the iron rod in his hand swung down with all his strength!
Crack—
The sound of bones breaking echoed.
To be absolutely sure, Valentine struck twice more.
Daemon's eyes were bloodshot, but he clenched his teeth, not letting out a single scream.
He picked up Daemon's bloody right hand and examined it.
After confirming that recovery was impossible, Valentine nodded and left with the other six people.
Daemon stared intently at the backs of the seven people as they left, the killing intent and hatred in his eyes almost solidifying!
As for who sent these seven people, Daemon didn't even need to think.
Other than Aegon, he couldn't think of anyone else who would have the guts to cripple his right hand!
As soon as the seven people led by Valentine left, Viserys's people arrived.
Grand Scholar Meiluosi looked shocked and quickly examined Daemon's injuries.
"How is it? Is there any chance of recovery?"
"I'm sorry, Prince Daemon, your injuries might be more severe than you imagine," Grand Scholar Meiluosi said in a deep voice.
Daemon's teeth ground together with a "clack," wishing he could kill Aegon immediately to vent his hatred!
"I'll help you treat the wound first, and then we'll go see His Majesty so he can decide on this matter," Grand Scholar Meiluosi reminded Daemon to calm down.
What surprised Grand Scholar Meiluosi was that Daemon actually didn't cause a fuss and was instead very calm.
He was so calm that it made Grand Scholar Meiluosi feel a bit uneasy, like the calm before a storm.
The next day, early morning.
Aegon felt it was a little difficult to breathe.
"Princess Helaena, you're developing every day. I'm convinced our children will never go hungry in the future, but the premise is that you don't suffocate their father."
Princess Helaena hummed and hugged Aegon tightly again.
"Sleep a little longer, just a little bit longer, okay?" Princess Helaena whispered as she snuggled into Aegon's embrace.
"Okay, then let's sleep a little longer."
While the two were lounging in bed, Lorent, one of the Royal Guard, arrived outside the door.
"His Majesty summons Prince Aegon," Lorent said to the guards at the door.
The two guards looked straight ahead, not even glancing at Lorent.
After a moment of silence, Lorent couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to knock directly.
However, as soon as he raised his hand, two miniature crossbows were already pointed at his head.
"Attacking the Royal Guard is treason, friend, and His Majesty wants to see Prince Aegon."
As the words fell, the two miniature crossbows remained pointed at Lorent's forehead.
"His Highness is resting, and Princess Helaena is also here," one of the guards said coldly.
"Friend, His Majesty is summoning Prince Aegon. If there is a delay…",
Lorent's intimidating words were cut short by the guard's merciless interruption.
"Then let His Majesty come personally. I will naturally ask for His Highness's instructions."
Lorent's face flushed slightly, but the miniature crossbows pointed at his forehead prevented him from acting rashly.
"I will truthfully report your words to His Majesty, hmph!"
Lorent snorted coldly and left in a huff.
The two guards, however, acted as if they had heard nothing, put away their miniature crossbows, and continued to stand guard motionlessly.
Because Lorent was angry, he walked much faster, returning to the Throne Hall in only half the time.
Viserys frowned when he saw that only Lorent had returned.
"Aegon hasn't come yet?"
Lorent glanced at the people present and, speaking truthfully, repeated the exact words of the two guards.
After hearing Lorent's repetition, Otto's expression almost cracked.
"We can't just have the lords waiting here, can we? Go again, and bring more people," Viserys said in a deep voice.
Who knew that as soon as Viserys finished speaking, Otto spoke up to defend his grandson.
"Prince Aegon is still young. Sleeping more is good for his health. I can wait."
"Lord Otto is right, I can wait."
"Same here."
Following Otto's stance, Tyland and Jasper also successively stated that they could wait.
Listening to such absurd words, Viserys quickly took a deep breath to calm his emotions.
However, while Viserys could suppress the anger in his heart, Rhaenyra could not.
"Aegon is almost 14, isn't he? He's not a child anymore. How can he make the lords stand here waiting just because he's lounging in bed?"
Her face showed displeasure.
"Then I'll go call him."
Otto made a move, looking at Rhaenyra with a mocking gaze.
"Aegon is indeed not a child anymore. What child could make the Triarchy flee in panic?"
Rhaenyra's face changed slightly. Otto was clearly mocking her uselessness.
Viserys waved his hand, signaling Otto to go quickly.
Otto nodded in acknowledgment and turned to leave.
"It will take a while for Aegon to come over. Let's discuss the invasion of Dorne first," Viserys suddenly said.
Tyland and Jasper exchanged silent glances, both seeing the confusion in the other's eyes.
Viserys had been avoiding the issue of the invasion of Dorne recently.
Now that he was bringing it up voluntarily, he couldn't have gotten drunk this early in the morning, could he?
Jasper sensed that something was off.
He understood Viserys.
As expected.
As soon as Viserys finished speaking, Rhaenyra spoke up.
"Even signing more truce agreements won't stop the Dornish from raiding the Borderlands, unless we can completely conquer Dorne!"
After Rhaenyra stated her thoughts, Corlys, who had been somewhat distracted, straightened up slightly.
Rhaenyra wanted to provoke a war between the Kingdom and Dorne?
And from Viserys's reaction, he supported Rhaenyra, which was interesting.
However, the old and cunning Corlys quickly saw through the father and daughter's intentions.
It was nothing more than worrying that after Aegon conquered the Stepstones, the Black Party would not be able to produce achievements that could rival his.
If Rhaenyra could lead the Black Party to conquer Dorne, it would not only solve the problem of Dornish raids on the border but also boost the confidence of the Black Party nobles again.
Moreover, conquering Dorne would definitely be an achievement that would overshadow the conquest of the Stepstones, as Dorne had always been a thorn in the Kingdom's side.
A hundred years ago, Aegon the Conqueror ultimately failed to conquer Dorne, and even lost a Dragon in that wild land.
In contrast, the Stepstones, which had only recently become turbulent, seemed much more ordinary, and no Dragons were lost in that sea area.
However, could Rhaenyra truly achieve something that even Aegon the Conqueror couldn't?
Corlys was skeptical of this, while Viserys showed unusual confidence.
"That's right, the Dornish have been constantly raiding the Kingdom's border in recent years. This is a provocation to the royal family and a betrayal of the truce oath!"
Viserys suddenly stood up and spoke passionately to everyone present:
"I, Viserys Targaryen the First, have decided to appoint the Princess of Dragonstone and heir to the Iron Throne, Rhaenyra Targaryen, as the commander-in-chief to conquer Dorne!"
Jasper frowned deeply and immediately advised, "Your Majesty, isn't it somewhat inappropriate to declare war on Dorne so hastily?"
"What's inappropriate?"
Viserys retorted to Jasper.
"The savage Dornish are raiding everywhere in my Kingdom at this very moment, and you're telling me to think twice?
Is that it?
The treasury is filled with grain and gold dragons, so why don't I just offer them to Dorne? The result will be the same anyway!"
Viserys was furious, scolding Jasper until he was at a loss for words.
"I'm sorry, Your Majesty, I just wanted to say…
"You just wanted to say what?"
Viserys interrupted Jasper and suddenly looked suspicious.
"Have you reached some secret agreement with the Dornish?"
"Your Majesty, please believe me, I absolutely have not!" Jasper quickly explained.
But Viserys was determined to deal with him, so how could he listen to his explanation?
"Whether I believe you or not, I'll know after an investigation," Viserys's tone was cold and decisive.
"Effective immediately, I dismiss Earl Jasper Wylde from his position as Lord of the Law and appoint Earl Corlys Velaryon as the new Lord of the Law!"
Viserys's sudden attack caught Tyland and others off guard.
With Otto absent, Tyland had to bite the bullet and try to persuade Viserys.
"Your Majesty, Lord Jasper…
"Lord Tyland, I am the King. Do not try to disobey the King's decree, okay?"
Interrupted by Viserys and seeing the threat in Viserys's eyes, Tyland could only lower his head, praying that Otto and Aegon would arrive quickly.
Except for Rhaenyra and Daemon, everyone else was shocked. Was this still the indecisive Viserys?
Especially Corlys, his eyes filled with disbelief.
If Viserys hadn't gone mad, then he had decided to fully support the Black Party.
Corlys felt a little helpless. Viserys's determination had come too late!
Now, even if Viserys fully supported the Black Party, it would only be on equal footing with the Greens.
The Greens were already powerful enough to split the Kingdom at any time.
As long as Aegon was willing, he could declare himself King at any time with more than half of the nobles of the Seven Kingdoms.
Even more terrifyingly, the Greens had four Dragons, two of which were fertile female Dragons.
Moreover, while the Greens' Dragons were not as numerous as the Black Party's, their overall combat power far exceeded that of the Black Party's Dragons.