Game Of Thrones: The God-Emperor of Planetos-Chapter 179 - House Tyrell arrives in King’s Landing (IV)

"The Targaryens are as mad as they ever were." Thoughts of Olenna Tyrell, the Queen of Thorns.

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Seeing that everyone was finishing eating, Daenerys rose from her seat and spoke loudly. "My dear friends, I have an important matter to discuss."

Seeing everyone focused on her, Daenerys' lips curved into a smile that everyone considered beautiful and innocent. Only Olenna saw Daenerys' true colors, a selfish and extremely cruel being if necessary to fulfill the goals of House Targaryen.

"I feel anger and pain thinking of what the people have suffered all this time, unable to free themselves from the cruel chains of thought."

"This evil must be eradicated from the planet."

"You are right, My Queen." Mace was the first to respond to Daenerys' words, he stood up and spoke proudly. "House Tyrell and its armies are ready to accept orders, we will attack the enemy without any hesitation!!!"

Olenna covered her face with her hand and really wondered how such a stupid creature had gotten out of her. Couldn't Mace wait for Daenerys to finish before he spoke?

Daenerys looked at Mace with admiration and appreciation. "As expected of Mander's Lord Paramount, so brave with the river itself."

Mace puffed out his fat chest with pride as he listened to the queen's words, he looked at the nobles of King's Landing, the Nobles of the Crown Lands and the Nobles of the Reach with a look of superiority.

At Mace's words, the other lords stood up of their own accord and promised the same as Mace.

Looking at everyone ready for the Holy War, Daenerys showed a look of appreciation. Previously, she hadn't attacked the Great Sept of Baelor out of consideration for how many people might rebel to help the Faith of the Seven.

Now, with ninety thousand men from House Tyrell and another twelve thousand men from the lesser noble houses of the Crownlands, that worry had completely disappeared. With so many men, even if half of King's Landing rebelled, she had the confidence to kill them all at once.

Of course, Daenerys didn't think that half the city would rebel, the Faith of the Seven wasn't so good at indoctrination, especially that they didn't help the commoners in hard times, so the church was strong for the amount of believers they had across the continent.

Those truly devoted to the Faith of the Seven numbered no more than twenty to fifty thousand people. Although the number may seem large, the population of Westeros was in the tens of millions.

(Note: This is an estimate based on the armies of each region, George Martin never specified the population of Westeros. If I'm wrong, you can tell me and I'll modify this Chapter).

"We will fight the Faith of the Seven, the first target is the Great Septor of Baelor." As soon as Daenerys' words sounded, the other lords accepted the mission without any hesitation.

"Yes, we will fight the usurper...!"

"Yes, Robert must die... wait, Great Septor of Baelor?" A lord finally woke up from his stupor of emotion and looked wide-eyed at Daenerys.

When everyone was talking about Robert, his brain finally processed the Queen's words.

"My queen, did you say Great Septor of Baelor?" One of the shyer lords asked with an unsure tone, as if he thought he had heard wrong.

Showing an innocent and adorable smile, Daenerys nodded. "Yes, we're going to attack the Great Septor of Baelor and then Old Town, destroying the main seat of the Faith of the Seven in Westeros."

"Won't that enrage the commoners?" Monford, Lord of Driftmark, asked with a frown. He wasn't afraid of the commoners rebelling, but once chaos breaks out, the economy of the regions of Westeros will be compromised.

"No need to worry, the Red God will descend miracles on the entire continent, showing what a god truly is." Daenerys knew that the Red God was Aenar himself, who would use magic across the continent to perform what was considered a miracle in human eyes.

Everyone looked suspiciously at the queen, but no one dared question the young queen. They especially didn't dare speak rudely of other gods. This was an age of superstition; gods were above all sacred.

Olenna looked at Daenerys and couldn't help thinking that appearances can be deceiving. Who would have thought that a small, delicate and apparently fragile girl could be so determined to start a war with the biggest religion in Westeros.

Something that even at the height of House Targaryen, under the rule of Jaehaerys I, the Old King, she dared not do for fear of the consequences.

Daenerys looked at everyone present and spoke in a calm voice, totally different from before. "If for any reason the news that we are going to attack the Great Sept of Baelor leaks out to the Faith of the Seven."

"I will personally kill you and destroy your noble House, extinguishing your lineage forever."

When she finished speaking, many who still despised the queen changed dramatically. There was fear and respect in their eyes.

Noticing the change in the Lords' eyes, Daenerys' eyes became firmer and more determined. Only when fear is born will respect be born. Someone who is weak and indecisive will never be fit to rule.

You can be the kindest king in the world, but the nobles will never respect you. These nobles, who had absolute power in their fiefdoms, were arrogant and took orders from only the powerful.

The fist, after all, was the most egalitarian form of dialog in the world.

"We'll attack at dawn, we'll finally get rid of this evil organization that sucks our gold and silver." Daenerys commented with a smile, since she had given the warning, she also had to give the reward.

When Daenerys spoke these words, the eyes of many Lords shone with a different emotion. Many lords were not devout, they were barely considered believers, they all cared only about their interests and the continuation of their bloodlines.

The Church of the Seven might seem pure, but it wasn't. Like any religious organization, the Faith of the Seven needed money to build new churches, renovate old ones, cloth and Myr jewels, books and many other things.

The tithes and the amount of gold that the nobles gave to the Faith of the Seven every year were exorbitant, to say the least.

Many nobles were unhappy about this. The church didn't help at all and they got thirty percent of the nobles' gold every month, not to mention that the nobles also had expenses and also had to pay taxes to the Crown. In short, the commoners had to pay thirty percent of everything they earned to the nobles.

The nobles in turn had to pay sixty percent of everything they earned to the Crown and the Church.

The nobles' hesitation finally disappeared when they thought that they no longer had to pay gold and silver to the Church. They would be richer and stronger with more gold, so how could they hesitate in the face of such temptation?

Seeing that everyone was excited to destroy the church, Olenna looked deeply at the girl who was more than fourteen years old. Although she was young, the Queen of Thorns saw the shadow of another woman in Daenerys.

Alysanne Targaryen, the Good Queen.

The woman who shaped many things in Westeros, created countless laws and abolished other laws, she was the woman all the other women looked up to.

If Visenya conquered Westeros for Aegon, Alysanne laid the foundations for Jaehaerys' rule.

Olenna couldn't help but sigh that House Targaryen was lucky to have both a wise king and a knowing queen. Honestly, she was a little envious. Although Margaery was cunning or even intelligent, compared to Daenerys' political skill, her granddaughter was far behind the young queen.

Just getting the nobles to turn against the church was something many people couldn't manage, but Daenerys not only managed it, she was about to do something that would be written about in the books until humanity one day ceased to exist.

Looking at her granddaughter, Olenna whispered in a voice that only her granddaughter could hear. "Look Margaery, this is a true queen, not just a royal womb for the continuation of the bloodline. Remember your status and don't overstep the boundaries set by the queen. Even if you die, I couldn't avenge her."

"I know, Grandmother." Margaery nodded seriously. She had never thought of replacing Daenerys' status in Aenar's heart, she knew that Aenar was only interested in her, it wasn't love or passion, just interest and nothing more.

Knowing this, how could she think of replacing Daenerys, who held the king's love tightly?

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