Bang!"
Their fists met, and Syrio Forel's arm instantly went numb, as if he had completely lost all sensation.
His expression changed drastically, and he retreated repeatedly!
"Damn it! Where did he find this bizarre woman, built like the Mountain!"
At this moment, Syrio Forel's heart was filled with regret!
Facing such a violent frontal assault, his legs felt like lead, and he could barely perform the "Water Dance" with his hands.
Before he could recover, a gleaming two-handed greatsword came crashing down towards his face.
"You f***ing..."
Syrio Forel was on the verge of collapse.
Was this swordsmanship?
She was clearly using staff techniques!
Alas, one misstep leads to many!
Brienne of Tarth used the sword as an extension of her body, swinging the greatsword with a whooshing sound.
This was simply the most primal art of violence!
Caught off guard by the sudden attack, Syrio Forel had already lost his rhythm.
"The brute strength of that big woman combined with her two-handed greatsword, hehehe..."
Beric Dondarrion revealed a gloating, mischievous smile.
The more swordsmen who fell beneath Brienne's sword, the less his own reputation would suffer.
"Whoosh!"
A cold flash, and Syrio Forel suddenly dodged Brienne's relentless greatsword like a black fish.
Following that, he moved with light, cat-like steps, dodging left and right like flowing water, skillfully evading all of Brienne's swinging greatswords.
The next moment, he drew his rapier, ready to strike.
"Stop, Brienne!"
Viserys Targaryen suddenly interrupted their duel with a loud shout.
Hearing this, Brienne of Tarth immediately withdrew her longsword and slowly retreated.
At this moment, Brienne's entire body was muscle, filled with the art of violence!
Looking at this violent woman, like a "Tarzan of the Apes," even Syrio Forel, the First Sword of Braavos, felt a sense of dread.
Syrio Forel had no idea whether her "one force breaks all methods" was more powerful, or his "Water Dance" was!
However, in Viserys's opinion, in a duel between swordsmen, if one swordsman could easily use their most skilled sword technique, they had often already succeeded halfway.
Judging from Brienne and Arya's sword fight in the original novel, Arya, as an assassin, easily defeated Brienne in the early stages of the duel.
However, before long, Brienne kicked Arya into a snowdrift!
The reason for this was simply that Brienne had adapted to Arya's Faceless Men's sword techniques.
Unfortunately, there are no "ifs" in this world!
If Arya had truly wanted to assassinate Brienne, she would have met the Stranger in the very first round!
And Syrio Forel, having recovered, had clearly begun to adapt to Brienne's sword techniques.
If the fight continued, the outcome would be uncertain!
However, Viserys Targaryen would not give him a chance to regain his footing.
"Tell the Sealord that within three years, I will definitely visit the Iron Bank on dragonback!"
Viserys Targaryen said coldly.
The threat in his words was self-evident.
The deterrence of a future Dragon King would surely be enough to make most nobles despair!
Seeing the new king so assertive, Syrio Forel completely abandoned his probing intentions and left dejectedly!
"Your Majesty,"
Watching the Iron Bank's envoy leave quickly, Magister Illyrio said with some difficulty, "Without the Iron Bank's gold dragon support, I'm afraid we won't be able to hold Pentos!"
At these words, everyone frowned.
Indeed, the Targaryen Royal Navy was already exhausted, and now they had to fight on land.
Facing the most elite Dothraki cavalry on the Essos Continent, everyone lost their confidence.
"Kosovo once hired a three-thousand Unsullied legion to defend the city, forcing a forty-thousand strong horse army to dismount, admit defeat, cut off their braids, and leave!"
Viserys Targaryen looked at everyone and said confidently, "Varys has already departed for Astapor and should be on his way back now!"
"What?"
Ser Joffrey's eyes widened, looking utterly bewildered.
He knew in his heart that the iron throne had long run out of money.
Otherwise, his Royal Navy wouldn't have been left unmaintained, directly coming ashore and transforming into a land army.
"The slave masters of Astapor are not easy to deal with; they recognize nothing but money!"
Ser Willem Darry said, frowning.
He really couldn't imagine what Viserys Targaryen had that would make those great slave masters of the old era covetous.
"dragon eggss!"
Viserys Targaryen's words stirred up a thousand waves!
"What?"
Ser Willem Darry's eyes nearly popped out.
He clapped his ears in disbelief, afraid he had misheard a single word.
"It's dragon eggss!"
Viserys Targaryen repeated again.
Faced with Viserys Targaryen's blunt statement, everyone immediately exchanged glances, speechless.
The exclusive dominion over dragons has been the consensus of all members of the Targaryen Family for thousands of years!
Even royal bastards were not allowed to privately collect dragon eggss!
Aside from the Dance of the Dragons and a few theft cases in the Targaryen Family's history, even the sale of dragon bones required royal approval, let alone dragon eggss!
"Your Majesty,"
Ser Joffrey hesitated to speak.
Not to mention that the usurper Robert Baratheon was vigorously acquiring dragon eggs; even if other forces obtained them, the Targaryen Family's supreme Dragon King authority would be completely shaken!
Although the Targaryen Family's Dragon King bloodline was incredibly noble, there might not be other hidden Dragon King bloodlines on the Essos Continent and Westeros Continent.
"What's there to fear? It's not like only the Targaryen Family possesses dragon eggss!"
Viserys Targaryen said dismissively.
No one knew how many dragon eggss had fallen into private hands over thousands of years!
As the legitimate heir to the iron throne, he would not deceive slave masters with dragons like Daenerys Targaryen in later generations.
As a head of state, he still needed credibility!
"How many dragon eggss?"
Grand Maester Daniel closed his eyes and asked painfully.
After all, with a great enemy at hand, if a few broken stones could buy the continuation of the dynasty's life, then it would be worth it!
"All of them!"
"All?"
Grand Maester Daniel's eyes widened, and he jumped directly from his stool.
He never expected Viserys Targaryen to be so bold as to directly sell off all the dragon eggss in the warehouse!
Hearing this, Ser Joffrey's mouth twitched violently, and he nearly fainted.
A son selling his father's land without a pang of conscience!
Even though Viserys Targaryen had hatched several Hatchling Dragons now, he couldn't be so wasteful!
If previous Targaryen Family members knew, they would probably be unable to stay in their coffins!
"Your Majesty, it's not yet certain whether the hatched Hatchling Dragons are male or female; if they're all male..."
Magister Illyrio, the Treasurer, hesitated to speak.
He never imagined that Viserys Targaryen would be so insane as to sell off all the family's dragon eggs stock!
"What's there to fear? Don't you still have three dragon eggss in your warehouse? How long do you plan to hide them?"
Viserys Targaryen's eyes blazed, staring intently at the newly appointed Treasurer.