Expensive?
Gary smiled and shook his head, "I don't need to buy Valyrian steel from the outside world. Vice President Hallyne doesn't know. I have the secret technique to forge Valyrian steel."
"Your Majesty will recreate Valyrian steel's secret technique? That's great, we can save a lot of money Gold Dragon." Hallyne Vice President was happy for a few seconds, then remembered that Gary wanted to forge five hundred flintlock guns.
He grimaced, "Your Majesty, even just purchasing Valyrian steel is a huge sum..."
Gary glanced at Melisandre who pushed in the door and explained, "The vice president misunderstood. What I mean is that I can make a new Valyrian steel. Do you understand?"
Forging new Valyrian steel?
Vice President Hallyne knelt on the ground with a "pop" sound, and looked up at Gary, as if looking at a god, "Your Majesty, are you the illegitimate son of Supreme God?"
No, I am Supreme God.
Gary turned his head and stared at the design drawings on the table, his eyes full of fire, "I not only want to build guns, but also cannons!"
He didn't believe that with the blessing of modern knowledge, he would be no match for a mere Citadel!
The Reach, Highgarden.
Margaery received the reply from King's Landing. She read it to her two brothers and then said, "Your Majesty asked us to go north along Roseroad, and he will send troops to meet us."
Loras was vaguely worried, "Roseroad passed by Stormlands. Now that Stormlands is in the hands of Aegon VI, I'm afraid they won't let us pass easily."
Willas rubbed his eyebrows and said, "There is no other way. If we choose to take the water route, the sea monsters driven by Euron will drag all our fleet into the sea. By then, Highgarden's wealth will be returned to Euron's hands, and we will fall short."
Loras also knew the difficulty of his elder brother, and said with a wry smile, "Now I know that the reinforcements sent by King in the North are strong enough."
Margaery speculated. "The dragoons mentioned in the letter should be three Dragon, plus a team of elite cavalry. With their protection, Aegon VI has to weigh the gains and losses if he wants to take action."
Four Dragon were sent to escort, and it was obvious that Gary attached great importance to House Tyrell.
Willas sighed deeply, "I hope everything goes well."
He assigned Loras to lead a fleet out of the city to salvage the artillery from the Mander River outside the city. He and Margaery began to count the money and food, and ordered people to work day and night to make wooden carts, striving to set off as soon as possible.
Highgarden, circular garden.
Teresa was treating Bingling's wounds. The round wounds left by such shells were difficult to heal. In addition, Dragon's body was resistant to Magic. It took her more than ten days to heal Bingling.
After Bingling recovered, he moved his huge body and said with a smile, "Thank you, I feel much better."
Teresa was full of curiosity about her, "I have seen a lot of Dragon, and the only one who can speak is that woman, and you are the second one. And according to my observation, you don't seem to have the independent consciousness of Dragon?"
Bingling was wary, "Priest Teresa, do you like to find out other people's secrets so much?"
Teresa found that Bingling was resisting. Instead of restraining herself, she became even more unscrupulous, "Ms. Bingling, I think you should get out of this dragon body. Your presence will only inhibit its growth."
"Priest Theresa, what is your purpose?" Bingling opened his huge vertical pupils and stared at Theresa at his feet.
Teresa chuckled and said, "Miss Bingling, don't worry, we are companions, and we are all restricted by Primal Stone. We will both prosper and suffer."
Then, she said straight to the point, "My purpose is very simple. I want to use the power of Primal Stone to become a god again. Even if I succumb to Supreme God forever, I will not hesitate."
"Become a god?"
Bingling fell into confusion. She had never thought about such a thing, and she did not understand why Teresa, as one of Seven, had lived for tens of thousands of years, still pursue immortality.
Now she just wants Gary to unify Seven Kingdoms as soon as possible and gather human power to fight against White Walkers in the north.
Other things are not important to her.
Teresa's voice sounded in Bingling's ears again, "You also have a chance to become a god, but this dragon body cannot bear it, you have to change your body..."
Bingling closed his eyes and lay down on the grass, "I am not interested in becoming a god. Priest Teresa does not need to persuade me."
Teresa smiled without saying a word, turned and left.
Oldtown, Citadel.
Samwell packs his luggage secretly and wants to leave Citadel, who is helping the villain.
But Citadel has been besieged by Ironborn for a long time, and no one can get out. How he can escape has become the biggest problem.
"Dong dong..."
"Who?"
Samwell cautiously opened the door and looked outside.
The person who came was a handsome man in his twenties. He had dark skin and a slender figure, a bit like Dornish.
Samwell knows this man, his name is Laresa, he is a trainee bachelor and one of Samwell's friends in Citadel.
"Sam, I heard you didn't go to lunch? I brought you some bread, would you like some?"
"Thank you."
Samwell welcomed Laresa into the room. He was in a hurry to pack his luggage and didn't even eat breakfast. It was the time when he was very hungry.
After Laresa entered the room, she glanced at the few small bundles on the bed and said with understanding, "Sam, do you have enough food?"
"What?" Samwell didn't respond.
The two looked at each other like this for more than ten seconds before Samwell was shocked to realize that Laresa already knew that he wanted to escape Citadel and had just asked him if there was enough food on the way.
"I... I'm not hungry at Citadel, it's okay." He hesitated and confused.
Laresa touched her beardless chin, "I have saved a lot of food... By the way, Sam, I heard that you have a good relationship with House Stark? Have you met Dragon?"
Samwell nodded stupidly, "I've seen it before, it's very majestic."
"Wow, that's great. I want to meet Dragon too." Laresa is a famously curious baby in Citadel. Whenever there is anything new, he will get involved.
For example, Citadel's recent artillery project involved his participation.
Samwell needed to concentrate on finding a way to deal with White Walkers, so he did not participate in the artillery plan.
Laresa didn't want to play riddles anymore and whispered, "I have a way to escape, but you have to take me with you and let me see Dragon."
Samwell still wanted to deny it, but he really had no way to leave Citadel, so he could only compromise. "I want to go home first, and then go to King's Landing."
He was fortunate enough to see the power of the artillery when Citadel was testing the artillery, and knew that the artillery could easily destroy the wooden City Gate. Even the stone city wall could not withstand the indiscriminate bombardment of the artillery.
Therefore, it is impossible for an ordinary castle to withstand an artillery attack.
After Citadel begins mass production of artillery, it is only a matter of time before Euron·Greyjoy takes over the entire territory of the Reach.
Samwell needs to move his family to a safer place before this happens.
Laresa patted Samwell on the shoulder, "Okay, pack your luggage and I'll come find you tonight."