Game of Thrones: The Strongest Dragon Mother

Chapter 1061 The Miserable Dwarf

In the center of the hall of Tariq Restaurant, a handsome bard holds a harp in his arms. While playing a melodious rhythm, he sings a well-known story with a gentle voice:
".The darkness was dispelled by hundreds of suns. The little silver horse of the king of khal was as fast as the wind. The khalasar behind him covered the entire ice and snow land. There are countless arakhs in the hands of the warrior.

The khal king and her roaring warriors were as fierce as a storm, and the living dead became wheat in the rice fields, easily harvested by the flaming machete, leaving black blood and burning corpses on the white snow.

Even the aliens, who had no emotions, trembled endlessly amidst the tsunami-like sound of horseshoes.

The Ice God was as weak as a sparrow under the arrow of the King of Khao, and fell from the sky with a wail.

The head full of bells woven in the silver hair is singing her arrival.

The princes or grand dukes of Volantis, Pentos, Myr, and Braavos, the trading city-states that never allow centaurs to enter the city, took the initiative to open the city gates, and led the ministers of civil and military affairs to kneel on both sides of the street and greet the king of Khao. With all due respect.

The girls sang and danced, and the townspeople offered hot water and bread to the 'Long Night Knight' who saved them.

Mercenaries and warriors with swords are vying to join the King of Khao.

Her team is getting bigger and bigger, she can conjure fresh grass and fruit out of thin air, her army needs no rations, and her warriors will be reborn from death.

She shouted loudly, inviting the cold god to fight.

But even the terrifying cold god who brought the long night to the world is afraid of her name and trembles under her roar. "

When the singing ended, the handsome singer smiled and bowed to everyone.

Immediately, a drinker threw a bronze star and praised loudly: "As expected of the famous 'golden voice' Simeone of the narrow sea, an old song that has been listened to hundreds of times can also sing so movingly!"

"To the Queen of the Dragon, to the King of Kayo, and to Simone with the golden voice!" Another drinker stood up and raised his glass to toast loudly.

"Respect the dragon queen, respect the golden voice Simeone!" The hall immediately became noisy.

In the box on the second floor, Jalabah also turned his head and threw a handful of copper coins over the railing before he asked in confusion: "What has the Dragon Queen been up to these past few years? I haven't heard from her. If she is here, the White Ghost King will kill you." okay?"

"Didn't you realize that the Cold God hasn't appeared in the past few years? The Dragon Queen went to Tianwaitian. While cultivating, she controlled the operation of the Law Sea, and at the same time blocked the Cold God from the world."

The dwarf turned to James, who was hugging his grandson and smirking, "That is to say, when you face the White Walker King, you don't have to worry about a forbidden spell falling from the sky."

"So that's how it is." Jalabah was stunned.

"I'm not interested in the Iron Throne, and I'm not going to work hard this time." James said casually.

The dwarf glanced at the little Tywin who was giggling amusedly, and sighed secretly: If I hadn't brought this kid here to make you worry, I'm afraid you wouldn't have said that.

"Simone, one more song."

"Simone, one more song!"

Suddenly there was a loud shout downstairs, and even James held up little Tywin and yelled down.

"Is this little boy famous?" The second dwarf looked down, and almost everyone shouted excitedly.

"You don't even know Simeone?" James stared.

"Why should Prime Minister Yidi know about a singer in a small place?" the dwarf said displeased.

"Since Long Night, Simeone has focused on creating songs and plays about the Dragon Queen.

Too many popular songs come from his pen.

Even in Casterly Rock City in the far west, there is no one who has not heard of his works.

For example, the song "Riding the Horse of the World" was written by him.

It is said that in order to obtain first-hand information, he also joined the 'Long Night Knights'.

He also heard the prophecy of riding the steed of the world from the old woman Dosh Kaling in the holy mountain himself. ' explained James.

"Hehe, it's just you guys." The dwarf glanced over the faces of his elder brother and black buddies, his eyes contemptuous, "Ask any horseman, who doesn't know the prophecy of riding the world's steed?"

James rolled his eyes at him, and said lightly: "You were also a Grand Bachelor in the Fengyue Field, can't you hear how charming Simeone's voice is, and how moving the piano sound is?"

"In my Prime Minister's Mansion, there are at least ten singers whose tone, piano skills, and appearance are not inferior to this kid." The dwarf said proudly.

"What are you raising a male singer for?" James said in horror.

Jalabah's eyes lit up, he patted the dwarf on the shoulder, and sighed in relief, "Tyrion, you've finally gotten your head around it."

"Get out!" The dwarf opened Brother Hei's hairy hand and said with a sneer, "For every ten male singers I raise, I have to raise a hundred female actors. There must be males and females for the harps and songs, don't you understand? "

"Raising a hundred actors? It's too extravagant." James frowned.

"One hundred? Haha, didn't you understand? There are at least ten male singers who surpass Simeone."

The dwarf stretched out two fingers, "Let's be honest, there are more than 2000 people in my mansion including singers and servants.

Not to mention extravagance, a prime minister has to look like a prime minister. "

"No one cares about you? Where's the Emperor Bu?" James asked puzzled.

"The old emperor died immediately three years ago. When the new emperor saw me, he had to lean over and call 'Xiangfu', that is, 'Prime Minister's father'." The dwarf said proudly.

"Fack." James' expression twisted.

Jalabah was full of envy, "No wonder you haven't come back for several years."

"I revitalized the last dynasty, and I deserve such treatment!" Tyrion smiled, and in a happy mood, he asked again: "You said you asked me for help, what is it?"

Jalabah mourned: "The Midsummer Islands fell, and my people died tragically. At this time of crisis, I hope to shoulder the burden of rebuilding the kingdom."

"What kingdom is that of yours?"

"The Kingdom of Red Flower Valley!" Jalabah emphasized in a deep voice.

"You want to return to the country?"

Jalabah's eyes lit up, and he said excitedly: "If possible, I hope to shoulder the responsibility of revitalizing the Midsummer Islands.

Turn the countless small kingdoms that were once scattered into a unified and powerful empire.Just like Aegon the Conqueror did to Westeros. "

James stopped touching his little grandson's face and looked over with a strange expression.

Tyrion lowered his eyes and asked in a low voice, "You're a little ambitious."

In the ancient Chinese dynasty, Jalabah should be alert at this moment, but Westerners appreciate ambitious people more.

"In a crisis, there are opportunities in the danger. There used to be dozens of kingdoms in the archipelago, but now they have almost lost all their heirs. I am a member of the Midsummer Islands, and I am still a prince—even though the Red Flower Valley was not the most powerful kingdom, but I Has a reputation."

Tyrion's eyes flashed, "How can I help you? It's extremely difficult to just clear the millions of ghouls on the island.

Let me tell you a secret, the God of Cold wants to let the ghosts replace humans and become the main race in this world.

That's why he would take pains to occupy remote islands and use the islands as breeding grounds for the common ghosts, just like the land of eternal winter beyond the Great Wall.

That is to say, even if the White Ghost King is killed, those ghosts and ghouls will not all die. "

"It turned out to be like this." Jalabah was shocked.

"But the Dragon Queen has the ability to solve this problem easily." He added.

Tyrion frowned.

Jalabah immediately said: "After the matter is completed, I can let my descendants marry her descendants, or divide an island and canonize it to a Targaryen."

"In the world, how many orphans are left in the Midsummer Islands? Is there [-]?"

Jalabah was a little embarrassed.

According to what he saw, there were not even 200 people.

The dwarf said again: "You also know the current situation of Essos and the Seven Kingdoms, and she may give some support to the siege of millions of ghouls that is related to the survival of 10 humans.

But she can't deal with small-scale ghouls, and she can't manage them.

With the complex terrain and numerous islands of the Midsummer Islands, it is impossible for her to spend several years there. "

"With your guarantee, I can get funds, fleets and soldiers from the trade princes," Jalabah said.

"Are you sure?" James doubted, "Half a month ago, the World Crisis Index released by Dragonstone showed that there were only 5 people left in Braavos, which used to have a population of one million, and less than 50 in Pentos. Five thousand for Si, twenty thousand for Myr, fifteen thousand for Tyroshi, less than half a million for the Daenerys Girdle of the Disputed Lands, two hundred thousand for Volantis, and one hundred thousand for Lys."

"It's barely enough to add up to 100 million, how can I help you?"

"There are still millions of people in Slaver's Bay and Westeros," Jalaban murmured.

"I can't wait to conjure another 200 million people to fill the western border." James said lightly.

"As long as we work hard to have children, we will always be able to restore the population in 100, 1000 years," Jalabah said.

Tyrion thought for a while, and said: "How about this, I have a fief in Yidi near the Daybreak Mountains, which is bigger than the Western Territory.

You bring the existing Midsummer Islanders here, and I will give you a kingdom as big as the Red Flower Valley.Let me cover you from now on, how about it? "

"Yidi is too far away, and the rich Midsummer Islands cannot be left empty!"

"Then I can't help you. I can lend you money, but it's almost impossible for my old sister to do coolies."

Jalaba rubbed his hands and said with a sneer, "Then lend me a sum of money first. We'll talk about the matter of the Midsummer Islands after the long night is over. Anyway, I'm still young."

The dwarf was dumbfounded.

When Jalabah left with the Chaotou Island bank note in denomination of five thousand gold dragons, James asked, "Have you taken a fancy to the Midsummer Islands?"

Tyrion shook his head, "What do I want that place for? It's my old sister. She plans to move the Midsummer Islands tens of thousands of miles south after the long night, and use it as Dragon Island where pterosaurs and giant dragons live.

In addition, giants, children of the forest, and strange spirits all migrated there. "

"Move the island?" James was dumbfounded.

"Don't treat her like a normal person."

The two of them were talking, and they had already returned to the station of the soldiers in the western border.

Well, King's Landing has about [-] Westmarch warriors, a legacy from Cersei's time.Before that, it was handed over to the one-armed hero Lancel to serve the church.

Next, James will lead them to form an alliance with other princes and go to Hejian to deal with the White Ghost King who is about to go south.

"Is Myrcella okay?" Back in the study, the two brothers could talk about some private matters.

"In Slaver's Bay, no one cares about her background, because the Dragon Queen's parents are also brothers and sisters.

As the queen's court steward and the duchess of Jean who owns a rich fief, her status is no lower than anyone else's.

And her husband, Tristan Martell, and her childhood sweetheart, are also gentle and courteous, and their married life is very good. "

"Jin Island is your fief, right?" James looked at his brother gratefully.

Tyrion waved his hand indifferently, "If Joffrey is still alive, I can even help him get a principality in Asshai, where the people are simple and simple, and he can go crazy at will."

James' mouth twitched.

"The world is too big and too empty," the dwarf sighed.

"You and Arianne have been married for four or five years, why don't you have any children yet?" James asked concerned.

Tyrion's expression darkened, "I'm a dwarf, born with genetic defects and unable to have children."

"Are you sure?" James' expression changed dramatically.

The dwarf smiled wryly, "Actually, I had doubts a long time ago, do the math, how many women have I played with?
When she was caught by Jenny back then, she was crazily exploited by her as a race, but she still couldn't get her to conceive a child. "

"Lay on hands are useless?"

"Our Lady doesn't work."

"Dangdang——" the atmosphere was bleak, and the sound of the church bell rang outside the house.

The two brothers looked at each other.

Generally speaking, the seven bell towers of the Great Sept of Baelor will only ring when major events occur, such as the death of a king, the coronation of a new king, and the siege of the White Walkers.

However, as the leader of the southwest city and a big prince, it is impossible for James, like the common people in the city, to hear the news of the arrival of the White Walker from the bell.

"The king died?" Tyrion looked puzzled, "Is there still a king in the Seven Kingdoms?"

"Mia I."

(End of this chapter)