Joffrey's eyes held a smile.
The beautiful girl with auburn hair ran straight towards him, her eyes fervent and sincere, her expression charming and eager.
Below was the bleak scene of the execution ground.
On either side stood hundreds of subjects dressed in luxurious clothes and wearing armor, countless gazes fixed on Joffrey, conveying emotions such as confusion, conviction, apprehension, anticipation, hesitation, and determination.
Silence was ultimately maintained.
Joffrey was not surprised by this situation. After the "Divine War" at sea, even if he were to now strip the Shield Islands of all titles and fiefdoms and implement new policies across the board, probably not many people would dare to stand up against him.
Although he wasn't so radical, he also planned to make a quick decision and resolve the issue of the Shield Islands in one go through today's meeting, ensuring ten years of stability.
Originally, there was no need to be in such a hurry.
Renly's rebellion had been completely suppressed, and the remaining mopping-up work was just in two or three places in the Reach, which could be handled slowly and meticulously.
But now, such trivial matters should no longer consume more energy; there were much more important things to do.
Breaking through to Hero, advancing to Great Hero.
Joffrey silently pondered the precious knowledge he had just obtained. It was only one-third of the complete version, but it was enough for him to get a general idea.
Quite unexpectedly, the method of breakthrough and advancement was very special, and could even be described as arduous and obscure.
But for the current Joffrey, it was actually fine.
His existing conditions happened to bypass most of the restrictions; only a few conditions still needed effort to meet.
But effort was still required.
And besides these factors, what influenced him more was the subversion of his concepts.
The arrival of the Siren became a peculiar turning point.
Suddenly, he no longer recognized this world. Game of Thrones, A Song of Ice and Fire—these were merely the tip of the iceberg of the world's true face! More of it was terrifying unknown!
It turned out that there were not only the aloof and indifferent Deities, but also many other extraordinary existences!
Compared to the ancient Deities, these guys were more likely to delve into the mortal world, directly interfering with the mundane world, and also more likely to threaten Joffrey's survival, becoming mutual enemies!
But Joffrey knew nothing about them.
The world had changed.
The cheat of knowing the plot as a transmigrator was rapidly weakening and even causing misleading information. Joffrey couldn't help but feel a strong sense of crisis.
The original plan had to be greatly accelerated!
Not only to quickly cultivate enough "Heroes" for Him to obtain complete knowledge, but also to adjust the layout of the Weave and expand influence.
The Seven Kingdoms must be held in his hand as quickly as possible.
Then, using Westeros as a base, march into the world! Launch a conquest! Seize glory!
Compared to these far-reaching plans concerning his personal safety, what did the mood of the Shield Islands matter? Time was what Joffrey cared about most now.
The faster, the better; the shorter the time, the better.
The semi-independent Dorne, the popularization of the Weave, the reform and reconstruction of the Seven Kingdoms, the Free Cities, the Others beyond The Wall...
"Your Majesty, please give your instructions." A soft, feminine voice sounded in front of him.
Joffrey looked at the girl's face.
Falia Flowers, seventeen years old, the bastard daughter of Lord Humfrey Hewett.
Joffrey "knew" her.
In a sense, Mia Stonehouse was a sacrifice who suffered in place of Falia, and the Shield Islands were the land that should have been tormented by Crow's Eye, not Fair Isle.
In the original work, Crow's Eye had never provoked the Westerlands.
His target after taking the Iron Islands was the Reach and Daenerys's Dragons.
The Shield Islands thus became his first spoils of war. Falia Flowers was made into a "Figurehead," and her fate was predictable.
But in this timeline, everything was different.
Crow's Eye fled the Iron Islands in a sorry state, with only a few Longships and a mere few hundred men. But he had an extra terrifying Siren.
Crow's Eye also changed his target. He first raged and plundered on Fair Isle, and then came to the Shield Islands.
Unfortunately, Crow's Eye ran into his most powerful enemy.
The Shield Islands avoided a great catastrophe. Falia Flowers's Destiny had also been reversed; at least, she would live much longer than she originally would have.
As long as she was obedient.
Joffrey smiled slightly, sweeping his gaze over everyone starting with Falia Flowers, "Punishment and sorrow are over. From now on there will only be joy and Divine Grace."
People looked at each other and simultaneously shouted, "Long live! Long live! Long live..."
Joffrey pressed his hand down.
"The best news to celebrate should be said first."
Everyone quieted down.
"After months of turmoil, the Seven Kingdoms will finally have peace," Joffrey sighed.
"Uncle Renly has been captured and is being held in Storm's End along with the forty thousand soldiers loyal to him. Duke Mace Tyrell is also a guest in the city."
Upon hearing this, people were inevitably stirred.
But after a moment of shock, people found that they were not as surprised or excited as they had imagined.
This was understandable.
All their emotions had already been poured into the Mythical War in the dead of night.
And with such power, how could King Joffrey lose to Renly's army? Wasn't a glorious victory to be expected?
People merely sighed inwardly, while also becoming more aware of the tremendous changes in reality.
"The glory of victory does not belong to me alone," Joffrey continued. "All the nobles, soldiers, and commoners who support the kingdom's peace are contributors to this victory. The kingdom will remember every loyal subject."
The nobles of the Shield Islands couldn't help but feel ashamed. Frankly, how much credit did they have for the war? Even defeating Crow's Eye was thanks to the King's rescue.
If only we had joined the war earlier. Some knights couldn't help but regret.
"There are still opportunities to earn more glory!" Joffrey encouraged the knights below the stage. "Old Oak and Goldengrove are still resisting stubbornly. The Royal Fleet will continue north to rendezvous with Lord Tywin and extinguish the last sparks of war!"
What was going on? The people of the Shield Islands looked at Garlan the Gallant one after another.
Hadn't Highgarden already reconciled with King Joffrey? Miss Margaery was even engaged to the King, so how could Old Oak and Goldengrove defy Highgarden and resist the Iron Throne alone?
Garlan Tyrell remained silent.
"Of course, the warriors of the Shield Islands have an even more suitable battlefield," Joffrey changed the subject. "Dorne cannot forever stand aside, ignore the turmoil in the Seven Kingdoms, and remain independent! It's time to complete the unfinished work of the Targaryens! Complete unification!"
*Boom~~*
The hall erupted in a fierce clamor!
What was the King saying? Dorne?! He was actually targeting Dorne!
No one could have predicted this situation! King Joffrey actually declared war on Dorne publicly on Oakenshield Island!
Even Dragon King Aegon's dragons had died in Dorne!
The Shields were momentarily lost in a daze. However, most of the captains and officers of the Royal Fleet were full of excitement and proactively requested to join the battle from the King.
Before long, the Shields also joined the ranks of the warmongers.
Yeah, could Dorne be more troublesome than the Sirens? Can't ship cannons and Divine Grace take down a Dorne?
Amidst the shouts, the hall seemed to turn into a battlefield.
Joffrey rose with satisfaction.
Falia Flowers' eyes gleamed with a strange light, allowing the King to turn her halfway around to face the people in the hall.
"The fleet sets sail tomorrow!" she heard the King's voice say. "As a reward, the Lords of the Islands will also serve as Governors of their respective islands. Falia Flowers will be reassigned as the Liaison for the Shield Islands."
Falia listened carefully.
The hall remained lively, with no one objecting.
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