Game of Thrones: The Strongest Dragon Mother

Chapter 1064

The establishment of the Daenerys ring gradually made the huge mushroom greenhouse in the front yard of the Red Castle gradually become tasteless.

Not long after, Mia I emptied the wood inside and converted it into an underground auditorium.

The center is as big as a basketball court, and the surrounding seats are raised round after round. It covers an area of ​​more than [-] square meters and can accommodate thousands of people.

"I thought the Red Fort had been abandoned. This reconstruction seems to be more gorgeous and more romantic than before." Looking at the huge glass dome above his head, which looked like the sky, the dwarf was amazed.

"The bronze skeleton of the dome was forged by the red robe monk using witchcraft, referring to the red temple with hanging stairs in Volantis." Dafeng said as he led the people from the western region down.

"Where's your father?" James asked.

Dai Feng hesitated for a moment, then said in a low voice, "I went to see Priest Melisandre at the Red Temple in Beicheng."

"Isn't she the one controlling the two-headed dragon this morning?" the dwarf asked in surprise.

Dafeng shook his head, "It's Supreme Priest Benello."

"No wonder." The dwarf was stunned, "I just said that she is an old demigod, how could she not be able to suppress that beast."

"The position of the High Priest among the red monks is much higher than that of Melisandre," James said.

"What's the use of high status?" The dwarf dismissively said, "In Yidi, in Far East Asia, just saying Melisandre's name can make countless old wizards look in awe, but few people in Benello know her." .”

"Isn't the most powerful priest to be the archbishop?" James wondered.

"In this generation, Benello should be the most talented, but Melisandre is not a modern person at all.

If 200 years later, Meribald is still a walking monk in the river, but do you think he is not as good as the archbishop at that time? "

"Melisandre is two hundred years old?" Dafeng exclaimed.

It was so loud and sudden that the dwarf was startled.

Digging his ears and looking carefully at the young knight's expression, he asked strangely, "Why are you reacting so strongly? Do you love beautiful women?"

"No..." Dai Feng's face turned blue and red, waved his hands, and ran away in a panic.

"Hey, where's the seat you arranged for us?" the dwarf called with a smile.

"Sit here." A familiar, husky female voice said.

Tyrion turned his head to look, but saw under the stairs, a tall and straight female swordsman with a charming smile was waving to him.

Brown curly hair, brown eyes, heart-shaped face with rosy glow.

Isn't it Margaery who is carrying a golden sword and a leather armor embroidered with gold patterns?
The dwarf admits that even if some women have shit on the bed, countless men are still attracted to them.

At this time, Stannis, who had arranged seats for the nobles of the Reach, trotted over and said apologetically, "Prince and Duke, you can sit here."

Well, this eighteen or nineteen-year-old youth is the sixth son of Davos and the younger brother of the previous knight Davan.

The dwarf was tempted to strike up a conversation with Rosette, but he smiled at her anyway, and ended up sitting next to Fat Sam.

But there is no way, his wife, Princess Arianne, will represent Dorne to attend the Queen's funeral this time.

But they were not far apart, and they were all sitting in the first row of the auditorium.

For the time being, the representative of the western region is only James, but there are seven or eight nobles from the Reach.

The dwarf looked sideways, and besides Tully and Redwyne, there were also Earl Rowan of Golden Tree City, Allerken Florent of Bright Water City and other veteran nobles of the Qingshou family.

No, there was also an ironborn wearing a sea monster helmet, Victarion Greyjoy sitting next to Margaery.

The two talked happily.

"Why is he here?" Tyrion asked curiously.

James squinted at the burly man, and said in a low voice: "Highgarden is still occupied by the Ironborn, and they have killed many people for the river bend these years.

Coupled with the fact that the story of the "Five Heroes of the Sea of ​​Smoke" was widely circulated in the Seven Kingdoms, the reputation of the Ironborn improved. "

"What is the allusion of the five heroes in Yanhai?" The dwarf asked doubtfully.

"Nine ironmen entered the Palace of Flowing Water with the Dragon Queen, and six survived." With an envious expression, James told the story of Dunstan and the others, "The survivors are all legendary heroes!

After being recognized by the Dragon Queen, everyone's attitude towards Ironmen also gradually changed.

Later, Victarion promised himself that after the end of the Long Night, as long as the Lords of the Reach allow the Ironborn to take away the spoils in Highgarden, and the Lord of Highgarden grants him a title and a fief near the sea, he will take the initiative to let out of High Court. "

"Margaery wants to be the new Lord of the Reach?" Tyrion said.

"She must want to, but" James glanced at Margaery and Victarion again, his voice lowered: "Victarion is pursuing Margaery, and he promised to help her enter the High Court."

Tyrion was startled and said in disbelief, "Margaery dares to keep a lover?"

James shook his head, "What kind of lover do you have, the man is unmarried, the woman is widowed—"

"What?" Before the words were finished, the dwarf yelled, causing the nearby lords to look around, even Victarion, who was enthusiastic about Margaery, looked over curiously.

James was indifferent to other people's gazes, and only moved his lips up and down, his voice was inaudible, "When Horace was sailing to Old Town, he accidentally hit an iceberg and died in a shipwreck.

At that time, only half a month had passed since he and Margaery got married, and luckily he left behind a posthumous child.

Wasn't the legendary hero Nymeria also widowed several times, married several times, and finally won the whole of Dorne?I think Margaery wants to resemble the heroines of previous generations. "

"That's true." The dwarf didn't know what to say.

"Isn't Margaery Cuff?" he asked.

James glanced at Fat Sam, who was sitting next to the dwarf, and sighed: "This time, it's really no fault of Margaery, it's mainly because of the failure of the maesters of the Academy.

It's been a long night for several years, and Yee hasn't issued an iceberg warning to the coastal nobles.

It was not until Horace's accident that we learned that Braavos, across the Narrow Sea, was on the lookout for icebergs as soon as the long night fell. "

Sam said helplessly: "Since the history of human beings, there has never been an iceberg in the summer sea, and no one would think of beware of icebergs."

"Are you sure the posthumous child is Horace's seed? We've only been married for half a month." Tyrion doubted.

"Today is different from the past. With the blood identification technique, it is almost impossible to confuse the blood." James' expression was a little embarrassed.

"The blood identification technique can only detect the blood of the king." The dwarf frowned.

"The third-level priest can choose a more powerful paternity test. It's clear at a glance whether he is his own son or not," James said.

Sam sighed: "Because the gene comparison technique is too powerful, in recent years many nobles and businessmen have secretly brought their children's blood to the Great Cathedral for a priest to test it.

Therefore, in recent years, the dissolution of sacred marriages and the restoration of illegitimate children have not been uncommon.The Silent Sisterhood also has many immoral women. "

James said strangely: "Recently, a doctor in the Academy City proposed to prohibit civilians and small businessmen from conducting paternity tests.

Because the husband and wife are harmonious, the family can be harmonious; the family is harmonious, and the kingdom can be harmonious. "

"Dr. Shit's shit suggestion! You have worked hard all your life, but the son you raised is not your own. What are you trying to do?" the dwarf stared.

Sam said awkwardly: "It's not my suggestion."

James shook his head and said: "It's not completely unreasonable. Commoners are different from nobles. Nobles have titles and families that need to be passed on. It is already extremely difficult for commoners to have a wife. What else do you expect?

Moreover, the son is always the family's labor force, is used as a farm cattle, and can also be retired to the end of life, so why care about whether it is his own?
If you think about it again, there is a good family, the family is harmonious, the men farm and the women weave, and they are happy.

As a result, because a certain child was not his own, both the husband and wife and the child lost their families. Not to mention the separation of their wives and children, the kingdom also had one more family of restless elements without property and perseverance, while the nobles lost one family who honestly paid taxes and served in military service. good people. "

"James, I didn't expect you to be like this!" Tyrion sneered, "Nobles can make millions of commoners suffer the pain of the Four Kings' Rebellion for an illegitimate child, but they don't allow commoners to have their own sons.

No wonder there are so many nobles in hell despite the Atonement Roll. "

James said angrily: "We're just discussing whether the doctor's suggestion in sociology makes sense from a sociological point of view, why are you mocking me?
I don't even care about my own illegitimate brother, so why do I care if common people do paternity tests?

Moreover, you, a lecherous courtier who feeds two thousand servants and singers, what right do you have to complain for common people? "

The dwarf was speechless.

"Ka Ka Ka!" At this moment, there was a muffled sound of metal gears turning from the dome, and everyone looked up, but it was a few red-robed monks twisting the steel cables and slowly hoisting the skylight in the center.

The icy cold wind howled and poured into the auditorium.

Then, twenty red-robed monks brought firewood and built a two-meter-high cremation altar on the central stone slab.

"Hey, the long night is almost over, but Queen Mia has suffered a terrible disaster." Fat Sam said with emotion.

"You are very confident," Tyrion wondered.

The fat man stroked his long beard, and said as a matter of course: "Two years ago, the song of fire resounded throughout the world, and the world was almost dyed red by flames. At that time, human beings had already won."

His voice was a bit loud, and he was talking about a major event that shocked the world, which attracted the attention of everyone around him.

"At that time, the sky, the ground, the trees, and even the people and the sea were all burning, so it didn't look like an illusion." Margaery said with a shocked expression as she moved her head closer.

"It's an illusion, and it's not an illusion. The complete song of fire is sung between heaven and earth. When you hear it, you can see the essence of the world, fire." Tyrion said.

"fire?"

"The world was born in the first fire, and the dragon queen's song of fire has the characteristics of the first fire. Our world is like a broken house with a layer of steel plate."

"So that's the case." Several earls suddenly nodded.

Don't pretend that they don't understand. Although they really don't understand, magic academy has been popularized for six or seven years. It's not the first time they have heard of some extraordinary common sense, such as the meaning of Chuhuo.

"Since the Dragon Queen has sung the complete song of fire, and it still has the characteristics of the first fire, why doesn't the sun appear?" Earl Alekon hesitated, "Is it true that, as the priest of the red god preached, only the true god Can you summon the sun?"

The dwarf didn't know the answer, so he could only prevaricate: "First defeat the White Ghost King and then consider the sun. With the little sun, human beings can now maintain their daily necessities."

As far as the few people were talking, first Arianne arrived with his younger brother Quentin and a group of lords of grace, and then came Sansa and the nobles of the Stormland, Bronze Yon and the lords of the valley, Brandon the Blackfish and Rickon Stark, Jon and the northerners and the Big Three of Dragonstone Island (old crab, 16-year-old Monterey, Blackwater Bolong).

Even the ironborn came.

Moreover, when the Ironborn entered the arena, they received the most attention.

In addition to the big princes, small nobles, merchants and famous people in King's Landing can also spontaneously come to die for the Queen.

Seeing the ironborn, their reaction was the most violent, and some even whistled and clapped.

The leading ironmen also held their heads high and proudly waved to the applause.

"Such a stinky fart, who is it?" the dwarf said unhappily.

"You don't know the old Earl Dunstan? Can't you see the shining bone palm family emblem?"

"A young Lord of the Iron Islands."

"Little Earl?" James sneered, "In the Seven Kingdoms, he is more famous than you. I told you about the five strong men in the sea of ​​smoke, but I don't remember it so soon? He is the head of the five strong men. The sword is proud of the legendary heroes of hundreds of gods and demons!"

"He just drew his sword against the gods, but I actually slaughtered the gods more than once, but did I announce it loudly to everyone?" the dwarf said loudly.

Everyone heard his voice and looked over.

The dwarf looked proudly at everyone.

(End of this chapter)