Her face was full of worry and dissatisfaction, and her voice was hoarse from running. "Do you really want to do this?
You are pushing yourself and House Targaryen to a dead end!"
Redd finally stopped, but his eyes still did not fall on Rhaenys, but continued to stare at the sea in the distance, as if the boundless blue could give him the answer.
His tone was cold and calm. "Princess Dorne has already arrived. She gave me one million gold coins to resolve the previous misunderstanding.
You tried your best to persuade me to go to King's Landing, but you just wanted to drag me into trouble and start a war with Dorne."
Rhaenys stared at him in disbelief, her voice rising an octave with anger. "How can you say that?"
I am doing this for the benefit of the family! Dorne is becoming more and more of a threat to us, and we must take action!"
Redd turned around and looked at Rhaenys. His eyes were equally sharp and he did not flinch. "I don't think so.
Dorne does not pose a substantial threat to me, and there is no need for me to initiate a war. Moreover, I do not want to be involved in this dispute."
Rhaenys's lips trembled slightly. She was obviously irritated by Redd's words. "Then you are kidding me by asking for half of the fleet?"
Redd nodded without hesitation. "No.
If you give me the fleet, I will go to King's Landing, but I will not participate in a war against Dorne. That is my bottom line."
Listening to these scoundrel words, Rhaenys felt an unknown fire rushing from the soles of her feet to her forehead. Her eyes widened with an angry look on her face, and she turned around and left without even looking at the other person again.
She walked quickly to her dragon, jumped up the rope ladder, came to the dragon's back, and without hesitation drove the dragon to fly into the sky, like a burning meteor, and quickly flew away from Dragonstone.
When she came, Rhaenys's heart was full of anger, but when she left, her anger not only did not subside, but instead seemed to have been poured a bucket of oil on the fire, burning even more fiercely.
Redd stood there, looking at Rhaenys's retreating figure, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth.
He has no trust at all in House Targaryen and House Martell of Dorne.
Now a fierce war is about to break out between these two families, and Redd secretly thought to himself that it would be better for them to fight more fiercely, and it would be better for both families to suffer losses, so that he can reap the benefits.
Therefore, he will never help, whether it is House Targaryen or House Martell of Dorne, he does not want to help.
Time flies, and a week flies by, but the Faceless Men hidden on Dragonstone seems to have evaporated without a trace.
This made Douglas and Jasont feel quite troubled. They thought hard, but could never find an effective way to find out this mysterious enemy, let alone how to explain this embarrassing result to Redd.
Just when the two were at a loss what to do, a sudden news broke the deadlock - the body of a slave was found in the forest.
A flash of inspiration flashed in Douglas's mind, and he suddenly realized:
"This Faceless Men must be disguised as a slave and hiding in the mine tunnel, so it has not been noticed by us!"
After hearing this, Jason made a prompt decision and immediately ordered all the slaves to gather together to identify each other and guarantee each other's identities.
At the same time, he held a sharp sword and mercilessly scratched each slave's face to carefully examine their true appearance.
Not only that, he would also randomly test some slaves, because he knew very well that the on-the-spot reaction ability of those who had received professional training was beyond the ability of ordinary people.
And Jasont's test was no bluff. Once he had the slightest suspicion about a slave, he would kill him with his sword without mercy.
Although his methods were rough, in this situation, there seemed to be no other way.
Faceless Men, who was hiding among the slaves, felt like a mirror. He thought to himself, "There is a huge difference between the calluses from holding a sword and the calluses from long-term mining!"
There are also details such as skin, teeth, soles of feet, etc. It is simply impossible to completely disguise it!
After such a comprehensive examination, I will definitely be exposed sooner or later."
At this time, Redd was standing on the huge dragon head of Cannibal, overlooking the slaves who were being inspected below.
There was no confusion in his heart because he had already thought of a countermeasure.
Once there is any trouble, he only needs to give an order, and Cannibal will spit out the blazing Dragonfire without hesitation, burning all those who try to escape to ashes.
The slaves were divided into groups of five to ten, making it relatively easy to recognize each other's faces.
Thousands of people are being investigated in an orderly manner under the close supervision of Redd.
Time passed by, and as the number of people gradually decreased, the figure of Faceless Men finally emerged from the water.
When he was picked out from the crowd by Jetson, his disguise was torn off easily by Jetson as if it was made of paper.
Redd looked at Faceless Men, which he had gone through so much trouble and searched almost the entire island to find, and said expressionlessly:
"I just want to know now, who hired you? Tell me the truth!"
That Faceless Men was pinned to the ground, and his body was completely unable to move, but he refused to give in, tightened his lips, and refused to say a word.
Redd walked up to him slowly, pulled out the long sword from his waist without expression, and then flicked the sword blade gently with his fingers, making a crisp sound.
"I have encountered tough people like you before," Redd's voice was cold, "What a pity, I crushed all his bones in the end, and everything was clearly explained in the end."
I hope you can be smarter so that you can suffer less."
However, the moment Redd finished speaking, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.
I saw that Faceless Men's face suddenly became very ugly, and there was even a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. He was obviously suffering from great pain.
Redd immediately realized that the situation was not good. He quickly squatted down and held Faceless Men's head tightly with one hand. A blue light flashed out from his hand and shot into Faceless Men's body as quickly as lightning.
In the blink of an eye, the cyan light traveled around Faceless Men's body, instantly dissolving the toxins in his body without a trace.
"You have already fallen into my hands, and you still want to die happily? Stop daydreaming!" Redd stood up and looked at Faceless Men on the ground, with a trace of cruelty flashing in his eyes.