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Chapter 164 - Divine Descent

Ding~

A notification sound rang out.

Joffrey lit up his phone screen. Theon had already given his answer: "Governor of the Iron Islands," and "Lord Commander of the Royal Fleet's Sunset Sea Fleet."

Joffrey was very satisfied with this.

Whether Theon saw through the true intent of the appointment letter or genuinely felt this way, it proved that Theon was still a usable person.

Speaking of which.

Did someone really think they could just choose randomly?

It was obvious.

The two appointment letters issued were not options, but a judgment question – one right, one wrong; one success, one failure.

"Guardian of the Sunset Sea" was the wrong answer.

"Duke Greyjoy" was an even more dangerous trap. Choosing this meant choosing failure and elimination.

Joffrey was busy suppressing the separatist Lords; how could he actively bestow a new Dukedom?

In fact.

In his overall plan, traditional titles like Duke and Guardian were bargaining chips used to appease the old powers.

Give them generous treatment, let them live in comfort, and not have to work hard.

Those who would truly be given important positions in the future were actually the non-hereditary official positions like Governor and Commander, the new interest groups.

The power and status of these officials were not protected by the long-standing traditional culture of the nobility. The sole source of their power's legitimacy was Joffrey, the King who granted them their positions.

Moreover, the benefits obtained by this brand new vested interest class were directly seized from the old nobility.

Regardless of whether individual officials took action or committed evil deeds, they would undoubtedly be hated and resented by the entire noble class, leading to suppression and retaliation, endangering their personal interests and even their lives.

In this way, whether for self-preservation or for further power, officials could only rely on and obey the King.

Officials and nobles would check and balance each other, and integrate with each other.

Joffrey's empire would be built and filled upon this framework, growing into a towering Giant.

He opened Theon's personal interface on his phone.

Now, the former "chameleon" Theon had become a part of the framework, and his ability to change had become a special advantage.

A chameleon. To conquer the Iron Islands, this kind of talent was precisely what was needed.

Joffrey circulated his Magic Power, and a passage in his mind transformed into a string of invisible Information, input into his phone, and then transmitted to the distant other side.

"Bran."

He stretched lazily, calling out to his somewhat incompetent Attendant.

Bran Stark, who had been rolling his eyes, immediately returned to normal. It wasn't that he heard Joffrey's voice, but that the ever-present Divine Grace Light Screen had called back his spirit.

"Your Majesty."

Bran complained with a hint of regret, "Still couldn't see the scene inside Storm's End."

During these two days of siege, Bran had already explored the surrounding fields. There was nothing fun, only the magnificent Storm's End was the most exciting.

Unfortunately.

Bran had entered many birds, attempting to view Storm's End from the air. But without exception, every time a bird approached Storm's End, he would be ejected from the bird's body.

Joffrey smiled slightly, "That's because you didn't fly high enough or burrow deep enough. Next time, try a Falcon, or use a bug to burrow in from underground."

Bran shuddered subconsciously. One terrifying experience with bugs was enough. He'd stick with the Falcon.

"Let's not talk about that," Joffrey motioned for Bran to come and sit down. "There's an urgent matter this time, both fun and thrilling, and it can even be made into a legendary story."

Bran was full of anticipation, "Please command, Your Majesty."

While sending a message for Osha to prepare props, Joffrey reached out and tapped Bran's forehead. "Pyke on the Iron Islands. It will be very interesting there today. We'll go and visit."

Bran felt a strange power emanating from the finger on his forehead, different from the several types of Magic Power he had encountered before.

His Majesty's voice was very comforting, "Relax, just like entering an animal's body, relax..."

Bran closed his eyes, his vision turning dark.

At a certain moment, the strange Magic Power began to take effect. It enveloped him, wrapping around his entire body, then pulled hard, as if pulling his Soul out of a swamp.

Bran felt himself spinning, flying, diving into the deep sea, falling into an abyss...

He didn't know how long passed.

The environment finally stabilized. A strange sensation spread throughout his body, very warm, very heavy, and very bright. How could it feel bright? He hadn't even opened his eyes yet.

Then, Bran awkwardly opened his eyes.

Everything before him had completely changed. The bright elegance of the King's tent was gone, replaced by a dark, cold room.

Swoosh~ Swoosh~

Outside the cold, ancient stone room, sounds continued, more urgent than war drums, more prolonged than Horns.

Bran suddenly realized, it was the waves!

"Welcome, Your Majesty!"

The twenty or so people in the room knelt down in unison, greeting His Majesty in hushed, reverent tones.

Bran looked around.

The Majesty before him seemed unchanged, yet he felt that this King was not the same one from the large tent.

That's right.

From Storm's End to Pyke, how could it be the same body?

Bran spread his hands, turning them over and over, almost mesmerized by this miraculous body. How was it made so similar? The lines on the palms are exactly the same!

A sorcerer under Osha stepped forward a few paces and created a life-sized water mirror.

In the water mirror, Joffrey's golden hair fluttered, his face exquisite and languid, his tall figure dressed in magnificent and noble attire, exactly as he had been in the large tent.

Joffrey was very satisfied with the effect of the Divine Descent.

Divine Descent was a new application spearheaded by Joffrey, with assistance from the Research Institute and the Logistics Bureau, allowing for remote operation and real-time participation.

Of course, it was mainly for Joffrey himself to use.

The first step was to create the Divine Descent Body using specific synthetic materials.

Then, basic components such as the Light Rune, Sound Rune, Information Rune, and Mind Rune were added, allowing the performance of the Divine Descent Body to meet the needs of daily human activities.

Additional components such as the Fire Rune, Shaping Rune, Solid Rune, and Recovery Rune could also be added to make the performance of the Divine Descent Body even better.

Finally, and most importantly, was the key to the success of the Divine Descent – the Identification Rune.

The Identification Rune.

This was the rune obtained from the Black Gate beneath Nightfort, a废棄要塞 on The Wall.

By setting certain conditions with it, it could be used for identification, which was why the Black Gate would only open for the Night's Watch.

Not only that.

If the identification magic power was integrated into matter or runes, and certain conditions were set, the runes and matter could react specifically to them, as if they had thoughts.

It was precisely because of this magical characteristic of the Identification Rune that the Divine Descent Body, which was originally inanimate, could receive instructions from human minds and thought signals and react differently, just like a physical body.

"Bran."

Joffrey's face and attire suddenly changed, transforming into the appearance of one of the soldiers present.

The "soldier" pointed to the ground, "Turn into his appearance."

Bran looked over. It was a boy, probably thirteen or fourteen, dressed in rags, tied up tightly, and unconscious. Gradually, Bran felt a certain power changing this body.

"It's lively outside, let's not startle them yet," Joffrey took the soldier's sword.

"Surprises should always be saved for the end."

"Let's go."

Go see the Ironborn of the Iron Islands and make a decision.

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