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Dream World, Unknown Region
"You... you're not joking, are you!"
After hearing Jon's words, Daenerys screamed directly. If Jon hadn't blocked the connection of her cheap grandfather, Aerys II, in advance, that old king, who had gone completely mad, would probably be screaming frantically again by now.
"Dany, what do you think a god is?"
Hearing this somewhat intimate address, Daenerys's face flushed slightly, though this reaction could not be shown in the dream world.
"Gods are existences beyond our reach and contact; they control everything in this world!"
It was a standard answer, but when it came from the mouth of Daenerys, the Mother of Dragons, it lacked conviction.
"Then do you also believe it was the gods who bestowed upon you the traits of resurrecting dragons and being unburnt?"
After hearing Jon's words, Daenerys lowered her head in deep thought for a moment, then gently shook her head.
If gods were truly useful, she would have already succeeded in restoring her kingdom instead of accumulating power in Slaver's Bay.
"Then tell me, what is a god?"
Recalling what Jon had just said, Daenerys also directly asked.
"A god is actually just a type of rule, just like fire can ignite wood products and oil. As long as we understand the principles, we can control this power."
A glint of light flashed in Daenerys's eyes upon hearing Jon's words. It seemed Jon's analogy had indeed attracted her interest.
"The followers of the Lord of Light, R'hllor, only possess that extraordinary and miraculous power because they have mastered the methods of sacrifice by fire and sacrifice by blood."
"Have you mastered that powerful strength as well?"
Daenerys spoke with some disbelief, but upon recalling the mysterious legends surrounding him, she seemed to understand Jon's meaning.
"That's only a part of it. What I want to do now is actually recreate rules that belong to us!"
With a casual wave of his hand, all the scenes in this space shattered like glass panes.
Immediately after, another scene appeared directly before the eyes of Jon and Daenerys.
This appeared to be a bedroom; the desk, fireplace, featherbed, tapestries, and carpets were all made of extremely precious materials. Based on the heraldic patterns, it could be seen that this was a Targaryen bedroom.
"Where is this? And which era's dream is it now?"
Perhaps influenced by earlier events, Daenerys tried her best to lower her voice as she spoke.
"No need to be afraid. I just didn't operate it correctly just now. Now you can speak as you wish."
Seeing Daenerys's cautious appearance, Jon found it amusing and directly explained.
"It is now the era of King Viserys I. We are witnessing a piece of history!"
"The Dance of the Dragons?"
Upon hearing Jon's words, Daenerys spoke up immediately.
This was history known to any Targaryen. It was precisely because of the "Dance of the Dragons" that the once-flourishing Targaryen family gradually fell into decline. The family bloodline was nearly extinguished, and the dragons died out completely, losing the absolute rule seen during the era of Jaehaerys I.
Just as Daenerys was about to say something more, two silver-haired Targaryens walked directly into the bedroom from outside.
"Our ancestors came here because of a prophecy..."
Following the secret conversation between Viserys I and Princess Rhaenyra Targaryen, a long-buried secret directly reached Daenerys's ears. Upon hearing the secret of why her ancestors conquered the continent of Westeros, Daenerys finally understood the family's true mission.
"Then why didn't my brother and my father know this secret?"
"Because of the Dance of the Dragons!"
Hearing Daenerys's question, Jon directly uttered those words.
In the history of the Targaryen family, there had been far too many regrets. Aside from Jaehaerys I, the "Old King," many wise kings did not live for many years. On the contrary, those kings who were like madmen were able to stay on the throne for a long time.
"In that terrible event of kin-slaying, countless dragons and Targaryens fell, and this secret was completely submerged in the long river of history along with that horrific event."
In Jon's narration, many events after the death of King Viserys I passed before Daenerys's eyes like flowing water.
"You and I are the family's last hope, my dear aunt. But now!"
After saying this, Jon looked at Daenerys with bright, piercing eyes.
"I am truly afraid that one day in the future, we will repeat such a mistake, riding our own dragons and exhausting the last blood of the dragonlords on this continent."
Hearing Jon's words, Daenerys also fell into deep thought. She was already the strongest queen in Slaver's Bay, and she knew very well that when the day came for her to return to Westeros...
The ownership of the Iron Throne would ultimately have to be decided between her and Jon. It seemed that everything Jon was doing now was to provide a warning in advance.
"My plan is actually very simple: I want to build a world that belongs to us here and let this world gradually become our Divine Kingdom."
"Is... is this possible?"
Upon hearing Jon's words, Daenerys spoke with some disbelief.
"This kind of power has actually appeared before, and it was very powerful. It was precisely because of the existence of this power that the Andals became the masters of Westeros!"
Under Jon's description, Daenerys finally understood why the Faith of the Seven on the continent of Westeros had always been so formidable, yet there were no manifestations of divine power.
"Its power was all used to influence the Old Gods. And now, when these powers are released, the Faith of the Seven will likely start stirring again!"
"Can you oppose it?"
Hearing Jon's words, Daenerys realized that since Jon was currently reclaiming Westeros, it meant he would very likely clash with the Seven.
"My true enemy is not them, but another terrifying existence. To deal with the potential threats, I also hope you can accept my gift to you. This is the most important part of our plan."
Daenerys was now the god of all Slaver's Bay, with everyone watching her every move. However, due to her lack of governing experience, this status would cause her to suffer greatly in the future.
Jon's plan was also very simple: he wanted to make Daenerys a god in the true sense. She had the conditions and the ability, and Jon only needed to package her correctly; then, countless beings would do everything else for her.
"So, what should I do?"
Hearing Jon's words, Daenerys suddenly became full of interest. After experiencing so many things, Daenerys finally understood the responsibility she carried.
Moreover, regarding the prospect of becoming a god, Daenerys also felt a sense of security. Although she had a long list of titles, she knew very well that she was merely a person with a bit of strange power. She could still be injured and bleed; if she encountered an assassination, she would die just as miserably as any ordinary person.
"It's actually very simple. You just need to relax your mind!"
As Daenerys's words fell, Jon appeared behind her like a wisp of smoke.
"Ouch..."
"What is this?"
As Daenerys's scream rang out, waves of stinging pain clearly appeared in her head, or rather, in her soul.
"Relax. There... are some things that you... can only understand after experiencing them personally!"
Just as Daenerys was getting a bit angry, Jon's weak voice appeared directly around her.
Very quickly, Daenerys stopped reacting because her soul was undergoing a journey through time. In that journey, images composed of Jon's memories flashed rapidly through her mind.
In this way, Jon stuffed much of the knowledge from his memory into Daenerys's soul. With the help of this knowledge, the clever Daenerys would definitely be able to bring Slaver's Bay to heel.
"What... what are these things? Could these be things that happened in another world?"
With all this knowledge suddenly added to her mind, Daenerys asked Jon in some surprise.
"I don't know either. This knowledge only appeared after I defeated the Outer God. I thought this knowledge might also be useful to you, so I passed it on to you."
"Why? Why didn't you keep them for yourself? With this new knowledge, you could also establish a powerful kingdom, perhaps even a power not inferior to the Valyrian Freehold."
Daenerys was somewhat puzzled. These memories contained all sorts of knowledge, especially that of military affairs and history from another world, which would be enough for Daenerys to use for a long time.
"I'll leave the rest to you, my dear Aunt Daenerys. I must continue my war of conquest. I'll leave the continent of Essos to you."
Just as Jon finished speaking and was about to slip away, he seemed to remember something.
"Oh! Right, I forgot to tell you, the Kingdom of the Daughters is already mine. The remaining six city-states shouldn't be a problem for you."
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