Unlike the tense atmosphere of the Hall of Truth, Daenerys and her companions felt much more at ease once they returned to their ship.
The dragons had just eaten their fill at the Sea Kings Menagerie, their bellies bulging, and were now all fast asleep.
These exotic beasts should allow them to grow rapidly again, especially Meraxes and Hognara, whose bloodlines are special, leading to even faster growth.
Little Balerion and the other two had already hidden themselves in the nearby barren mountains.
There were many large sea beasts in the waters near the Trembling Sea, and although they missed the grand feast at the Sea Kings Menagerie, they had already eaten their fill.
Braavos might have a very rich magical aura due to the many deities it worships, almost comparable to Holy Flame Island and the Seaslinder Peninsula.
Therefore, the marine life in the surrounding waters easily absorbed magical energy, making them ideal food for the dragons.
The two small sea dragons were like a buffet in the fish-rich Braavos Bay, able to eat freely.
However, the fishermen of Braavos might see their recent catches affected, as Jörmungar and the others had scared away many schools of fish.
"Princess, do you really think that winged dragon today wasn't an accident created by the Sea Kings Palace?"
Vada, having survived the ordeal, harbored increasing resentment towards Braavos; in her eyes, there were no good people left here.
Daenerys looked through the ship's cabin window at the still-blazing Sea Kings Menagerie and explained,
"The Sea King's body is now like a candle in the wind; I'm afraid all factions have already begun vying for the next Sea King.
Yutanris wouldn't invite trouble upon himself at this time, otherwise, once he loses the protection of the Sea King's throne, the Ruiyaan Family would not be able to withstand the wrath of the Targaryen Family."
"The Hall of Truth must be very lively today.
Actually, who made the move isn't important; the final action will undoubtedly be taken by the Faceless Men of the House of Black and White.
The people from the House of Black and White should be quite numerous tonight!"
"Since they enjoy manipulating accidents so much, let them also appreciate how truly spectacular an accident can be!"
The debate in the Hall of Truth continued until late into the night without a conclusion, and a weary Yutanris dismissed everyone.
The old Sea King, who had been decisive in his life, finally felt the helplessness of his twilight years.
In the soft sedan carried by his guards, although he was extremely fatigued, his mind was completely clear.
"From now on, don't blame me for being selfish, after all, you brought this upon yourselves.
It's all for your own interests; since you want to rely on Braavos to contend with others, then I can naturally use Braavos to curry favor."
By late night, the entire city of Braavos was enveloped in a thick mist, yet many mansions remained brightly lit.
Although today's debate yielded no results, everyone was well aware of the potential danger Braavos faced, and no one wished to be caught in the wrath of the Targaryen Family.
The House of Black and White was a temple constructed from dark grey stone, situated on a small rocky hill.
The temple had no windows, and its pointed roof was covered with black tiles.
The temple's main entrance consisted of a pair of twelve-foot-high carved wooden doors.
The left door was made of Weirwood, white as bone, while the right door was of slightly luminous ebony.
Between the two doors, a moon was carved, with ebony inlaid into the Weirwood and Weirwood into the ebony.
Stone steps led directly from the riverside dock to the temple entrance.
Through Dreamfyre's perception, Daenerys could clearly feel the dark magical power surging on the main door.
Besides the main door, there were also hidden passages to enter the temple.
Narrow, weathered spiral stairs led to the attic, and steep wooden stairs led to the roof and the weather vane outside the roof.
Inside the temple were rows of long stone benches and rough stone floors, with hard stone beds placed in empty niches along the walls.
These were mortuary spaces prepared for the faithful who ended their lives there.
In the center of the temple was a pool of black poisonous water, ten feet in diameter, and along the walls stood thirty distinct, tall, and menacing statues of gods, with red candles flickering at their feet.
Among them were the Weeping Woman, the Lion of Night, the Hooded Wayfarer, Bakkalon, the Pale Maiden, the Stranger, the Merling King, the Horse God, the Black Goat, and the Weeping Lady of Lys.
There were no rituals, no hymns, no praises to gods, and it was never crowded inside the temple.
Countless tunnels were excavated within the small hill where the temple was located, with a labyrinthine network of cellars and tunnels beneath the temple.
Cellars and storerooms held weapons and clothing; the possessions of those who died in the temple were separated by servants.
The bedrooms of priests and acolytes were on the first level below the main chamber, and servants slept on the second level.
The lowest level, except for priests, was forbidden to others; that was where the Holy Chamber was located.
A heavy iron door led to steps descending beneath the canal.
Another iron door at the bottom led to a room where many faces were collected for disguise.
Passing through the room and a series of branching passages, one passage was piled high with human bones, even supporting the ceiling, while another led to deeper, winding stairs.
At this moment, priests and monks, along with a dozen Faceless Men concealed beneath their hoods, were discussing something in low voices.
"Whoosh~"
A massive dragon silhouette suddenly appeared a thousand meters directly above the House of Black and White in Braavos.
Under the cover of night, the exact shape and color of the dragon were completely indistinguishable.
Daenerys had already taken a short nap, and although there wasn't much night scenery to admire, the dimly lit Braavos was still worth seeing.
"Princess, it's just as you said, it seems many people can't sleep tonight."
Daenerys quietly watched the distant House of Black and White, her entire body surging with magical power, maintaining a psychic link with her dragons.
After several attempts, Dreamfyre finally locked onto the target, then shifted its body, and dozens of sacks on its back instantly slid off, rapidly plummeting towards the House of Black and White.
At the same time, Little Balerion and the other two also arrived beside Dreamfyre, clutching a massive, rough boulder.
They then directly dropped the stone.
Meraxes followed closely, carrying a large jar of Wildfire, which he also dropped.
The dozens of sacks contained flour and sulfur collected by Daenerys's order from the volcano on Holy Flame Island.
These sacks exploded upon impact with the House of Black and White.
The dust from the exploding flour mixed with sulfur powder instantly enveloped the entire House of Black and White.
The boulder dropped by Little Balerion and his companions directly smashed through the roof of the House of Black and White, then successively penetrated the main hall, the first, and second underground levels.
Accompanied by loud crashes, dust instantly permeated the entire interior and exterior of the House of Black and White.
This made everyone in the House of Black and White immediately realize something was wrong, so they quickly prepared to transfer to the secret passages.
But at that moment, a clay pot crashed down through the hole in the roof, then exploded directly on the stone floor in the main hall, and a burst of green flame instantly erupted.
"Boom~"
The dust pervading the House of Black and White instantly underwent a violent explosion upon encountering the Wildfire.
In an instant, a dazzling "mushroom cloud" shot skyward, and a scorching wave of air swept outwards with overwhelming force.
The dust, enveloped by the intense explosive energy, was like a group of raging beasts; everything in its path was mercilessly destroyed.
The intense light of the explosion was like lightning, illuminating all of Braavos as bright as day, followed by a deafening roar, like a mighty thunderclap, shaking the ground.
Window glass within a radius of several kilometers was almost shattered to pieces, and the fragments flew everywhere like hidden weapons, severely injuring people.
"What beautiful fireworks!"
Daenerys looked at her masterpiece and couldn't help but smile in satisfaction.
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