But that made no difference. This disgrace had played out in full view of everyone, and the Faceless Men had to pay the price.
"What?" An uproar swept through the crowd.
Everyone turned in unison to stare at the Braavosi, as though ready to devour them.
Now the Night's King and the Cold God were enemies everyone condemned. By doing this, the Faceless Men and Braavos were truly courting death.
"Your Majesty, if you believe in our sincerity, I promise to give you a satisfactory answer," the Braavos Envoy said through gritted teeth.
"No need. I'll go and settle things with the Faceless Men myself." Gendry waved a hand. "I may not be going after the Three-Eyed Crow, but can't I go after the Faceless Men?"
"Your Majesty, you..."
As though sensing a summons, Balerion dropped from the sky to the ground.
Balerion's eyes were like blood-red stars. Everyone knew that slaughter was inevitable.
Gendry mounted Balerion. The Garth Greenhand Runes remained unparalleled.
As long as he was not facing a formidable enemy like the Night's King, Gendry recovered extremely quickly.
The Hammer of Justice, Lady Justice, the Supreme Sword, and a Magic Dragon.
Gendry felt it necessary to teach the House of Black and White the meaning of overwhelming firepower.
"Take good care of them." Gendry pointed his riding whip at the Braavosi.
"As you command, Your Majesty." This Braavosi party could only submit to temporary custody.
"It's over. Everything is over." The Braavos Envoy slumped to the ground.
Those damned Faceless Men. Why had they gone and provoked the Dragon King when things had been perfectly fine?
The Magic Dragon took flight, heading toward Braavos.
In Braavos, people had been overjoyed by the Sun's appearance in the sky.
The Isle of the Gods, with its many places