The variable Redd must not be left in Dragonstone anymore.
He brings not only a potential threat, but also a challenge to Dragonstone and even the order of the entire kingdom.
This king is well versed in politics, and he knows that this unstable factor must be removed as soon as possible.
Therefore, Jaehaerys did not put on the airs of a king at all. Instead, he was almost gentle and surprisingly approachable.
Walked up to Redd, nodded slightly, and said:
"You must have seen the chaos just now.
Although Dragonstone is large, it is not a place that can accommodate all dragons.
I sincerely invite you to go to King's Landing. There, both resources and space are broader, and may be more suitable for you."
Redd heard a sneer at the corner of his mouth.
How could he be so smart that he couldn't hear the eviction order hidden in these seemingly polite words?
Although Jaehaerys puts it mildly, the dragons that keep coming out of Dragonpit are a silent threat.
Like a drawn sword, his attitude was clearly stated - he was not welcome here and he must leave.
At this moment, Redd just felt that this so-called king was a bit shameless.
In the previous "dragon battle", I was fully capable of crushing them completely, and might even eliminate all the dragons at once.
But he chose to stop because his dragon was also injured and he didn't want to cause more damage and casualties.
But now, this old guy has begun to test his own bottom line, using both soft and hard methods to try to drive him away.
Redd's eyes became cold, and a deeper anger and annoyance of being slighted came to his heart.
He clenched his fists so tightly that his nails almost dug into his palms.
Redd stood there, cold anger almost overflowing from his eyes.
He wanted to immediately refute Jaehaerys and ask him why he drove people away in this way and why he threatened him with a few beasts.
However, a calmer and more realistic thought extinguished his impending anger like ice water.
His purpose in coming to Westeros is far from being as simple as being quick at Dragonstone.
His goals are about the bigger picture, about his own existence and future.
To completely break up with the entire House Targaryen now, especially this king who holds many dragons, would undoubtedly put himself in a dangerous situation.
He needs time, space, and the resources here, rather than immediately triggering a war that cannot be ended.
This kind of situation where both the jade and the stone are destroyed is definitely not what he wants.
Taking a deep breath, Redd forced down the fire in his chest.
He raised his head, glanced at Jaehaerys, and then glanced at the dragon that was still staring at him with eagerness.
Finally, it fell back on the king's face, and he responded in an almost calm, but obviously frosty voice. "Okay, I'm leaving."
These two simple words made the tense atmosphere around him instantly relax.
Jaehaerys was obviously relieved, but his eyes were sharp as usual, carefully observing Redd's face.
He could clearly see that Redd's tight lips and slightly depressed corners of his mouth were silently expressing his displeasure and anger.
This young man was obviously unwilling, and could even be said to be offended.
Jaehaerys was secretly glad that at least he had suppressed his anger for the time being.
In order to further ease the atmosphere and make a gesture, Jaehaerys gestured to another young woman standing next to him.
The woman is wearing exquisite clothes and has an elegant temperament. She is Rhaenys.
She hesitated slightly, but still took a step forward, presented a red Dragon Egg with both hands, and handed it to Redd.
Redd glanced at Rhaenys, then at Jaehaerys.
Of course he understands the meaning behind this Dragon Egg.
This is not a pure gift, but a gesture, a transaction.
Accepting it means acknowledging that everything that just happened has passed, it means giving the king Jaehaerys some face, and it also means that he has given in temporarily.
If you don't accept it, you're completely breaking up, and you're openly showing that you don't accept this trick and don't give face to the other party.
Regarding Dragon Egg itself, Redd even has some disdain.
In his opinion, the value of Dragon Egg lies in its dragon blood and future potential.
But this one... He just took a look at it and felt it was a bit ordinary, even a bit tacky.
However, he had to accept it. This was not only about face, but also about the next plan.
He stepped forward, stretched out his hand, and took the warm Dragon Egg seemingly casually.
The feeling of holding it was lighter than expected. The moment he held Dragon Egg, he immediately activated the system ability in his mind and inserted a trace of mental power into it.
The system quickly analyzed the signs of life inside Dragon Egg.
A few seconds later, the analysis results emerged in Redd's consciousness: the vitality was weak, far from reaching the critical point of hatching.
Even... it's a bit inferior to the ancient Dragon Egg that he had buried deep in Valyria Ruins for countless years and could barely detect a trace of residual life energy.
Redd sneered in his heart. He didn't even need to dig deeper to guess the origin of this egg.
I'm afraid they were inferior eggs left over from an unsuccessful hatch, or they were old, weak, sick and disabled eggs that were eliminated and carefully modified to fool him.
"Treat me as a fool?" Redd cursed in his heart.
His face remained calm, he just gently rubbed the red eggshell,
But his eyes had completely cooled down, and the look he looked at Jaehaerys was filled with the chill of being fooled.
This King's Landing trip may not be as peaceful as Jaehaerys imagined.
Redd finally did not accept the Dragon Egg.
He slowly took his hand back, and the red Dragon Egg was left in place like a hot potato.
This move was like a huge boulder thrown into a calm lake, instantly arousing the turmoil in Jaehaerys's heart.
As the king of the Targaryen Dynasty, his pride and dignity cannot be violated in the slightest.
Redd This blatant lack of face behavior caused his face to darken instantly, like a sky covered with dark clouds, making people breathless.
The surrounding dragon guards and bodyguards did not dare to express their anger, and the atmosphere became tense and stagnant.
However, Jaehaerys is, after all, a king who has been on the battlefield for many years and has been in power for many years. He took a deep breath and suppressed the anger that was about to burst out.
He still maintained the demeanor of a king, but the chill in his eyes was even worse.
He looked at Redd, his voice carrying an unquestionable command, "Since you have decided to go to King's Landing, I will make arrangements for you."
He motioned to Rhaenys and Lan Naer: "You two, accompany this guest to King's Landing, and be sure to ensure his safety on the way."