Upon seeing this, Douglas quickly bowed and saluted, and responded with great respect:
"Don't worry, Your Highness, my subordinates are fully aware of the importance of this matter and will handle it properly and will never let any information leak out."
Redd nodded slightly, indicating that he was quite satisfied with Douglas's answer.
Then, he changed the topic and continued, "If this matter is handled well, I will also leave full responsibility for the formation of the fleet to you."
When Douglas heard this, he couldn't help but feel an uncontrollable excitement in his heart - this is a rare opportunity!
As long as he can successfully complete this mission, he is expected to become the commander of the new fleet. This is the position he has always dreamed of!
However, Douglas was not dazzled by this sudden joy. He quickly calmed down, suppressed the longing in his heart for the time being, and solemnly assured Redd again:
"I will do my best to live up to His Highness's expectations!"
Redd Seeing that Douglas understood the general situation so well, he felt quite appreciative of it, so he waved his hand and said, "Okay, go ahead, as long as you know what you are doing."
After receiving Redd's permission, Douglas retired happily. He couldn't wait to complete the tasks assigned by Redd to prove his ability and value.
At this moment, Redd was in a state of temporary leisure, so he decided to find something to do to pass the time.
He found a fishing rod nearby and walked leisurely to the beach, ready to enjoy fishing.
Regarding the matter of going to King's Landing, Redd was not in a hurry.
He knew very well that going to King's Landing now was tantamount to asking for trouble.
The news brought by Princess Dorne has clearly told him that many people in House Targaryen have evil intentions towards him and even hope that he will die.
And those mysterious Faceless Men are probably employed by these people.
In Redd's mind, the first target to be suspected was naturally Jaehaerys.
However, now that the old guy has passed away, this possibility has naturally been ruled out.
Then, the only remaining key suspects are Viserys, Daemon and Corlys.
As for Rhaenys, Redd thinks she can be excluded.
Because from what he knew about Rhaenys, that woman was obviously not ruthless enough to hire Faceless Men to assassinate her.
If she was really so determined, she should have hired Faceless Men to get rid of Jaehaerys without hesitation when Iron Throne was deprived of her inheritance rights for the first time.
As she was the most qualified to inherit the throne at that time, I am afraid that she would have sat on Iron Throne as a matter of course. How could it be the turn of Baelon and Viserys?
From this point of view, Rhaenys is indeed not suitable for boarding Iron Throne.
After all, as a woman, she was too soft-hearted and lacked the ruthless means like Wu Zetian, who even sacrificed her loved ones to achieve her goals.
However, Redd had no idea about this. He was completely unaware that at this moment, there were already two Faceless Men secretly observing his every move.
Before the employer cancels the commission, Faceless Men's assassination operations will never stop until the goal is achieved.
Time passed by, the sun gradually set westward, and finally slowly sank into the sea level, and night fell quietly and unknowingly.
Redd glanced at the empty bucket beside him inadvertently, and couldn't help but feel helpless in his heart - he had fished hard all afternoon, but he didn't even catch a fish!
He couldn't help but start to wonder whether he should just go to the port and buy a fish.
After all, in his previous life, whenever he couldn't catch a fish, he would always choose to go to the market to buy one and take it home to make soup.
This is not done out of consideration for any so-called face, but just to vent the anger of the "air force".
However, just as he was about to get up and head to the port, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind: I'm afraid this has something to do with King Ghidorah, right?
After all, that guy seems to have eaten all the fish around Dragonstone.
Redd After finding out the reason, the anger in his heart burst out instantly like a ignited powder keg.
He held the fishing rod tightly in his hand, as if it was the outlet for all his anger and dissatisfaction.
Then, without hesitation, he slammed the fishing rod to the ground, as if this would slightly alleviate the resentment in his heart.
Redd has been fishing for most of the day, but has never realized the problem.
It was only now that he suddenly realized that he was so absorbed in thinking about things that he had forgotten them!
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and the more he thought about it, the more stupid he felt.
Full of displeasure and a little disappointment, Redd put the fishing rod and barrel into the system space.
These tools that originally filled him with expectations have now become meaningless.
He turned around and left, his steps seemed a little heavy, as if he had lost the motivation to move forward.
Not far after passing the port, a carriage suddenly came speeding from the opposite direction.
The car was piled with large and small wooden barrels, and it looked shaky.
The horse was led by an old man who looked a bit sloppy. His clothes were dirty and his hair was disheveled, giving him a very unreliable feeling.
Just when Redd was about to get out of the way, something unexpected happened.
The horse seemed to be frightened, suddenly went crazy, and rushed straight towards Redd.
Several wooden barrels on the carriage fell down due to violent vibrations, and the fish inside were scattered all over the floor.
Faced with this sudden change, Redd's reaction was almost instinctive.
He quickly dodged sideways, narrowly avoiding the speeding carriage.
However, just when he breathed a sigh of relief, something worse happened.
The remaining barrels on the carriage suddenly exploded as if enchanted.
The liquid in the barrel spurted out and splashed like black mud.
Redd felt a foul smell assaulting his nostrils, making him almost nauseous.
However, the response speed of Redd is extremely fast.
With a thought in his mind, a huge ice wall instantly appeared in front of him, blocking the splashing black mud.
The ice wall is crystal clear, like an indestructible shield, completely isolating the black mud.
However, when Redd took a closer look, he couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
Countless tiny insects were densely crawling in the scattered black mud.
These bugs look creepy, like demons crawling out of hell.
If someone with trypophobia saw this scene, they would probably faint from fear on the spot.