Prince Aegon resolutely extended his hand: "I can accept any cost, as long as this mission of mine does not harm the interests of the Kingdom and the family, anything is fine."
"Anything is fine?" Ray playfully stroked his chin, and Shadow Nightmare circled the top of the tower, seemingly lowering its massive, craggy head with some curiosity.
Prince Aegon awkwardly swallowed and withdrew his hand: "How about you tell me the name of that medicine, and I'll go to Lys to have someone prepare it."
"Moon Sugar." Ray didn't hide it. On the matter of dragons, Ray also didn't want Braavos to control dragons; the power they possessed was already terrifying. When the Valyrian Freehold was still in existence, when Braavos, hidden for centuries, lifted her charming and mysterious veil, the entire world was shocked. Even the Valyrian Freehold, in the face of her subservience and special position, restrained its usual brutal style and didn't immediately send dragons to deal with this rebellious "daughter," or rather, "slave"? Perhaps it was due to the internal strife within the Freehold, but after receiving Braavos's claim that it was a ransom for the runaway slaves of that year, the Freehold no longer paid attention to this "Secret City." It even allowed its colonial city-states to trade with Braavos.
This ultimately fattened up this young Free City. After the collapse of the Valyrian Freehold, Braavos rose to become one of the wealthiest and most powerful of the Nine Free Cities.
After the Century of Blood, "one of" could perhaps be removed.
Braavos's attitude towards dragons was strange. On one hand, they feared dragons—perhaps due to past terrifying memories—while on the other hand, they held an attitude towards dragons similar to Volantis's Tiger Party: a longing. From the Doom onwards, the Faceless Men assisted colonial city-states in killing Dragonlords, and then the Sealord willingly risked having his city burned by dragonfire to acquire dragon eggs. All of this indicated that this city was not as utterly hateful of dragons as it appeared on the surface.
Ray still quite admired Prince Aegon, who knew his limits at this moment.
"Thank you, I will not fail my mission."
Prince Aegon bowed slightly, thanked Ray, and decisively mounted Syrax. He could not avoid going to Braavos, as it was his mission, nor could he burn down the city.
He knew he didn't have that capability. Although Syrax was already a giant beast, it could not contend with one of the world's most powerful cities on its own. Prince Aegon was not foolish; he wouldn't believe that these wealthy city-states of the East Continent were merely wealthy. He was well aware that Braavos absolutely retained weapons to deal with dragons, and even a dragon of Syrax's age and size couldn't guarantee a safe retreat.
Therefore, there was only one path he could take.
"Is this why you came to me, regardless of everything else?" Lisandro Rogare looked intently at his grandson. He was very pleased; the Rogare family's investment had truly yielded a good result. All three of his good daughter's sons were dragon knights, and the giant dragons they rode were all adult dragons.
Although the Rogare family was currently facing a joint strangulation by the Iron Bank and opponents in Lys, the aging Lisandro was not flustered in the slightest.
Because the current Rogare family, if Lisandro wished, could completely submit to Westeros at any time and become an overseas territory of Westeros. In that case, the two Dragonlord families could at any time use the reason of defending their own territory to burn the Rogare's opponents.
So Lisandro wasn't flustered at all.
Prince Aegon was soaked. He had flown across the Narrow Sea on Syrax almost without rest, landing in the Rogare family's palace as the sun slowly climbed into the sky.
Even though they had seen giant dragons many times before, Syrax's sudden arrival still startled the Rogare family's servants, who bustled about for a while before ushering Prince Aegon in and waking the old family head who was still asleep.
"That's right." Prince Aegon sighed: "Braavos's courtesans are world-renowned, and I won't risk the outflow of dragon blood."
Lisandro was well aware of the seriousness of this matter. The Rogare family was already tied to Viserys's lineage. The better Prince Aegon performed, the more the Rogare family would profit.
This was something every Rogare understood, and Lisandro was no exception.
"What is Moon Sugar, do you know?" Lisandro gestured gravely. Lysene people were skilled at making all kinds of poisons. Every noble and wealthy merchant family in Lys kept at least one poisoner proficient in poisons, and the poisons they developed circulated in the shadows and in the dark corners of this world.
The Rogare family's alchemist carefully approached with a tightly sealed glass bottle. Lisandro took the bottle and looked at it: "Who told you that Moon Sugar can kill seeds and prevent your seeds from flowing out?"
"I only heard Prince Ray mention that name." Prince Aegon looked at his grandfather with a determined expression, as if he were going to his death.
"Prince Ray, ah." Lisandro immediately became serious upon hearing that name: "No wonder, no wonder..."
"Hmm?" Prince Aegon looked at his grandfather with some confusion.
"No wonder he knows this poison." Lisandro sighed: "There's a medicine in Westeros called Moon Tea, you know it, right."
Prince Aegon nodded. He naturally knew Moon Tea; this bitter medicinal tea was an important medicine circulated among women. It could cause a fetus to die unknowingly, and it was also said to be able to kill newly planted seeds.
He had also given this stuff to many girls.
"The raw material for Moon Tea is an important ingredient of Moon Sugar." Lisandro sighed: "Moon Sugar's medicinal properties are many times more potent than Moon Tea, but the effect is also very good. As long as the dosage is controlled... it can only kill your seeds within a few days and will not harm your subsequent actions, but there are also some problems. If the dose is too small, it can lose its effect in a short time. If the dose is too much, you may never have children in your life."
Lisandro looked calmly at Aegon, as if asking: "Are you really sure?"
"This medicine in Lys is used to create little boys who don't need to be castrated, but also never grow beards in their lives, indistinguishable from eunuchs and girls."
Prince Aegon suddenly shivered.
"But this dosage is difficult to control. No one knows if the dosage that kills all seeds produced in a person within seven days will cause other changes in another person."
Lisandro handed the glass bottle to Prince Aegon: "This contains that dosage. You decide how much to take."
Prince Aegon hesitated for a moment, but ultimately accepted the glass bottle: "I understand, Grandfather."
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