Game of Thrones: I Created the Magic Web

Chapter 152 Second Letter

A peaceful afternoon.

A raven from Rain House landed on the maester's tower in Storm's End.

The maester thought it was another greeting from House Wylde and a notification of troop reinforcements and negotiations, but when he opened the scroll, he saw:

Urgent military situation!

The maester did not dare to neglect it and immediately sent this heavy letter to Ser Cortnay Penrose, the acting castellan.

Cortnay Penrose read the message from Rain House.

The expression on his face became even more serious and solidified, the wrinkles on his bald head visibly piling up, and his neat, shovel-like red beard rose with his chin.

The handwriting on the letter from Rain House was hurried and uneasy, and the content written was even more shocking.

The letter said that the King's Landing fleet had quietly raided the sea outside Rain House, with about three hundred ships, larger in size and number than the original Royal Fleet!

The time was last night!

The fleet could emit a strange light on its own, illuminating the night sky and the sea.

It could also create huge noises, making the shouts and horns inside the castle unable to travel even twenty steps away, so that everyone could hear the fleet's declaration.

The fleet announced that it would clear the coast and destroy the castle.

At the same time, the false king Joffrey himself seemed to be in the fleet, having left the Iron Throne in King's Landing.

Finally, Rain House issued a request, stating that it would be difficult to hold out for long and hoping that Storm's End and His Majesty Renly would send troops to support as soon as possible.

Support. Cortnay Penrose couldn't help but be suspicious.

The port of King's Landing has never been an airtight place. The last time Storm's End received intelligence from King's Landing was only three days ago, recording King's Landing ten days ago.

The port of King's Landing was quite normal ten days ago.

One or two hundred warships were docked in the port, and merchant ships gradually recovered, but still not as much as before the war. There were also some ridiculous rumors spreading from the city.

What's more.

His Majesty Renly's camp has already moved to Bronzegate in the north, and intelligence will be sent there first, with a delay of no more than four or five days.

Five days, or ten days.

The Royal Fleet has gained one hundred warships out of thin air, and they can be used for long voyages?

Cortnay Penrose couldn't believe it.

Could it be that Rain House has secretly defected to the false king, and this letter is a dangerous bait?

As soon as the thought arose, Cortnay Penrose only thought for a breath or two, and then denied this vicious guess.

If everything said in the plea for help is a lie, and the purpose is to lure the army south to support, so that the enemy can ambush or attack, then where did the enemy's army come from?

Cape Wrath is located at the southern end of the Stormlands. If the enemy wants to ambush here, they can only sail at sea, and they have to avoid the islands and ships along the way, and finally find an opportunity to land.

How many soldiers can the Royal Fleet transport directly to Cape Wrath for a long voyage?

The number will never exceed ten or twenty thousand.

Rain House's plea for help. If this is really a trap, who is the prey trapped?

Who is dizzy in Cape Wrath, without reinforcements and logistics, and with the retreat cut off? Without a doubt, it is the royal and Westerlands army under the false king.

Cortnay Penrose understood that even if the false king was arrogant and ignorant, the ministers of the Red Keep could not agree to such an absurd suicide plan.

Then, what other reason could encourage Rain House to lie?

There was none.

Cortnay Penrose knew the Earl of Rain House.

Casper Wylde, who was in his prime, was smooth and worldly. He would frequently visit Storm's End for the ownership of a piece of land, and he would haggle over the amount of taxes paid, almost only taking in and not giving out, like a miser.

But for Rain House, for the glory and inheritance of the nobles, Earl Wylde was equally not lacking in the courage and determination to sacrifice and dedicate.

Rain House knows its liege lord, knows the contract.

Casper Wylde would never dare to deceive Storm's End without authorization, especially with such important military intelligence.

That is to say. Cortnay Penrose stared closely at the ink on the letter, every word looked so conspicuous, so rich.

Excluding all the wrong options, what remains must be the correct answer, even if it is unbelievable.

So.

The Royal Fleet really has three hundred warships?!

The false king Joffrey personally led the army to set sail, raided Rain House, and even threatened to invade the entire coast?

The so-called strange light and huge noise also really exist?!

Cortnay Penrose couldn't help but think of those rumors from King's Landing, tamed flames, severed limb regeneration, surging soil and rocks, and the blessings of the gods.

Could these also be true?

Cortnay Penrose couldn't help but frown and fell into complex and tangled contemplation.

After a long while.

He turned his head to look at the flag hanging on the wall.

In the dazzling gold, Cortnay Penrose seemed to have returned to the day when His Majesty Renly became king, also in the afternoon.

Also in this study.

He took the open parchment from the Duke's hand, glanced at it, and the Duke became His Majesty Renly Baratheon I, the legitimate ruler of the Seven Kingdoms, Protector of the Realm.

His Majesty was going to summon all the lords of the Stormlands, gather troops at Storm's End, and take back the legitimate Iron Throne.

Meeting His Majesty's fiery and sharp eyes, the overwhelmed Cortnay Penrose looked away, just like at this moment, looking at the flag on the wall.

Full of gold, like ripe wheat fields, like the sea illuminated by sunlight, like endless gold.

The gold set off the sigil inherited from the ancient Storm Kings, raging fire, crowned stag, the symbol of House Baratheon for three hundred years, symbolizing power, symbolizing glory.

After that, Cortnay Penrose personally copied and sent this letter to every castle in the Seven Kingdoms.

Announcing that Joffrey, Tommen, and Myrcella were all products of incest, announcing that His Majesty Renly was the truly legitimate king.

The proud stag was thus split.

Both sides held high the banner of the crowned stag, bearing the Baratheon name, but they would inevitably be separated by superiority, truth, and life and death.

Cortnay Penrose could only choose the stag of Storm's End.

Now, the deer, or lion, of King's Landing is here. He will vent his anger on the coastline of the Stormlands, flaunt his claws and teeth, and even display more terrifying power.

Cortnay Penrose got up and walked to the window.

On the sea, there were only the never-ending waves and reefs, without a single shadow of a ship.

A few days ago, Earl Velaryon's fleet was stationed on this sea, but the walls of Storm's End were indestructible, and that fleet could only return in dismay.

The waves surged.

Cortnay Penrose's face gradually softened.

That's right, the ancient Storm's End was built with magic and solid stone, not only has it never been breached, but even the most violent storms can't do anything to it.

Let that fleet come!

Three hundred, five hundred, one thousand, even if the warships fill the entire sea, don't even think about stepping into Storm's End!

The serious him even had some smile.

Knock, knock, knock.

The closed door was knocked.

"Ser Cortnay, a new letter has arrived from Rain House." The maester's voice was still panting.

Cortnay Penrose immediately rushed over to open the door, facing the maester's slightly flushed, tired face.

He took the envelope handed by the maester.

This time the wax seal was intact, proving that no one had seen it yet.

"Thank you for your trouble."

Cortnay Penrose still stood at the door without moving, and the maester immediately retreated tactfully.

Closing the door again.

Cortnay Penrose paused for a moment, then broke the wax seal and unfolded the letter.

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