"Valar Morghulis. It is time."
[Flying Bat] gripped a large executioner's axe with both hands, ready to do the deed himself.
A flicker of surprise flashed through Jaqen's eyes, but facing death and the other's mockery, he remained silent.
Until the axe severed his head.
At dawn the next day, as the defenders of the last forward base of Braavos surrendered, no enemies remained before the Dragon Army.
"My King Viserys!"
"My King Viserys!"
"True Dragon Viserys!"
"True Dragon Viserys!"
Soldiers from the Pentos Legion, soldiers from the Windblown Legion, the lucky survivors of the Penal Battalion, soldiers from Lorath, and the players all cheered in unison.
Before the King on the white horse reviewing his army, they cheered "Long Live!"
"You have brought victory to House Targaryen!"
"I am proud of you, warriors of Targaryen!"
Viserys raised his hand, offering a dignified smile to every cheering soldier.
The war with Braavos was won by him, the True Dragon Viserys.
"Who do the Seven Kingdoms belong to?"
Viserys unsheathed his sword and shouted to his soldiers, his army.
"True Dragon Viserys!"
"Who does Braavos belong to?"
"True Dragon Viserys!"
"Who does the world belong to?"
"True Dragon Viserys!"
An army of over ten thousand marched mightily into Braavos.
The defenders on the other islands might still be putting up a last-ditch resistance, but Viserys believed that when they saw the black dragon banner flying high atop the tallest building in Braavos...
These low-level mercenaries who fought only for money would make the wisest choice.
Viserys first received Bloodbeard and the others brought by Jiang Gan, solemnly accepting their loyalty.
"Yesterday, you were but a mercenary, but today, the Seven Gods praise your valor. In the name of Viserys III of House Targaryen, I knight you as a rightful Baron of the Seven Kingdoms. The Warrior grants you courage, and the Father commands you to be just."
Viserys withdrew his longsword from Bloodbeard's shoulder, and the man stood up, beaming with joy.
"I grant you the village of Anla in the Flatlands and the village of Vic. They shall be your fiefdoms. You shall pass down your house name, Ser."
With Viserys's knighting, Bloodbeard got what he wanted. From this moment on, he was a lawful lord under the protection of King Viserys.
He would have the right to answer the King's call and lead his subjects to fight for the King.
Immediately after, on Viserys's orders, the mercenaries of the Company of the Cat, the Long Lances, and the Stormcrows, as well as the elite guards of the Sealord's Palace, were merged into the Braavos Legion.
As for the so-called Braavos Self-Defense Force, Viserys ordered them disbanded on the spot.
He wasn't desperate enough to accept any rabble.
Gylo, commander of the Long Lances, was also knighted as a Baron by Viserys and granted two Rhoynar villages in the Velvet Hills as his fiefdom.
Coupled with Viserys appointing him as the commander of the entire army's cavalry, Gylo's slight unhappiness about his troops being divided vanished.
As for Daario, Viserys knighted him as a landed knight. Daario expressed that he had heard of Princess Daenerys's peerless beauty and wanted to serve as her guard.
Viserys naturally refused. In short, he was protective of his food—no way.
To date, the only person appointed as the Princess's personal guard was "Pretty" Meris, the former torturer of the Windblown. Due to the war, she hadn't taken up her post yet.
Instead, Viserys had heard more than once that during the attacks on various islands, she had beaten the players to the punch several times, achieving the honor of being first to scale the walls.
Daario shrugged and helpless accepted the appointment as the sword instructor for the Royal Kingsguard.
The Tattered Prince, commander of the Windblown Legion, also received his knighthood as wished. Viserys made him a Viscount and granted him four villages in Ghoyan Drohe, a large tract of land.
The old man excitedly told those around him how he would build a tall castle on his fiefdom, making many envious.
Including the players.
After all, players with fiefdoms were still a minority.
Everyone loves being a noble lord, and players were no exception.
However, most players didn't show impatience on their faces. After all, they were Brother Wei's "beloved generals." The fierce battles were fought mainly by the players.
We have both merit and hard work; how could Brother Wei not treat us well?
"You are Magnus?" Viserys asked the man who presented the head of the former Braavosi Fleet Admiral on a tray.
Jorah took the head, and Magnus stood up at Viserys's signal.
"Yes, Your Grace. He was stubborn, so I had to kill him." Magnus acted very cautiously in front of Viserys.
"What is the status of the Braavosi fleet?" Viserys asked the question he cared about most.
"Your Grace, all 236 warships of various classes are in port.
Cloth merchants are rushing to make flags. The Braavosi fleet is ready to switch to the black dragon banner at any moment. Most sailors have already sworn allegiance to Your Grace." Magnus replied.
Viserys nodded and called over Panbeier and Groleo from the group.
"From today on, I appoint you as Vice Admiral of the Royal Fleet. This is Admiral Panbeier and your future colleague, Groleo." Viserys introduced them to Magnus.
Magnus was clearly stunned but dared not speak.
At this time, Jiang Gan leaned close to Viserys and whispered a few words.
Viserys suddenly realized and said:
"I knight you as a Baron of the Realm and grant you land in Ghoyan Drohe in recognition of your meritorious service."
Magnus's worry turned to joy, and he quickly expressed his thanks.
Panbeier stood aside, his face glowing red. Just yesterday, or even just moments ago, he was merely a small fleet commander commanding twenty or so warships.
But now, he was the admiral of a massive fleet commanding over two hundred warships.
Now, apart from a title, what else was worth pursuing?
Panbeier's face blossomed like a chrysanthemum.
Look at that shit-eating grin. A guy who does nothing but eat vegetarian meals while occupying a high position—are you worthy of commanding this massive fleet?
Groleo rolled his eyes.
Magnus also didn't take this parachuted-in boss seriously. Only because the King was present did he give the man some face and call him Admiral.
The magnificent Sealord's Palace had now become Viserys's new temporary residence and possibly a temporary royal palace in the future.
A group of meritorious subjects gathered here, including the ally, Lorath.
The commanders were wise enough not to mention splitting Braavos evenly. Even if Viserys discussed it with them personally now, they would rush to cover their ears and dare not listen.
They really didn't dare. Who could have thought that instead of weakening, the other side's strength would increase? They came with just over ten thousand men, but after winning, counting the navy, they had nearly thirty thousand.
Lorath had already been slacking off. They came with four or five thousand men, and now they barely had over four thousand.
Split Braavos evenly? Even if he dared to give it, I wouldn't dare to take it!