Game of Thrones: The Strongest Dragon Mother

Chapter 1130 Cause and Effect
"Ed, you are good at stone carving, aren't you?" Back at the hotel, Tyrion stopped Ed.

"My lord, what do you want me to carve?"

"How long will it take for the statue of the Virgin Mary to be as tall as a person?"

Ed was stunned, and said in doubt: "The threshold for carving a statue of the Virgin Mary is very low, and the upper limit is also very high.

I can finish the stone carvings of small churches in ordinary villages in half a day.

But it needs to be in shape and spirit, to reach the level of exquisiteness of King's Landing Cathedral, and I can't get it out in ten years. "

"One day, don't worry about divinity, as long as the ordinary level is enough." Tyrion said.

"What do you want the statue of the Virgin Mary for? Are you planning to develop disciples of the Seven Gods in Sintra?" Asha asked curiously.

"I have to contact the Dragon Queen and set up a faith base station by the way. In the next few days, everyone will come to the chapel to pray when they have time," Tyrion said.

"What do you want to do with the Dragon Queen?"

"Pavita didn't get married, and her firstborn son also belonged to Geralt. Our mission failed, so we have to ask the Dragon Queen what we should do next," the dwarf said helplessly.

"Must be the firstborn?" Princess Sansa asked.

"Only one fire elf."

Dania said: "Leave a priest in Sintra to ensure that Pavetta will not have problems when she gives birth.

It shouldn't be too difficult for Targaryen to marry the firstborn once she's giving birth to a few more children. "

"No, it's not difficult, but almost impossible. If we don't do something, oh, if the Dragon Queen doesn't interfere, it will be almost impossible for us to take Pavita's child out of this world." Tyrion said solemnly.

"why?"

"Fate!" the dwarf said bitterly.

"What happened to fate?" Asha was puzzled.

"Every world has its own will, and the will of the world will spontaneously do things that are beneficial to the world and block things that are not good for the world. Usually, the will of the world will send down the Son of Destiny to help it achieve the goals it wants to accomplish.

The world of the witcher also has a will. It does not want Laura's blood and the talent of the first fire characteristics to leave this world. It will continue to prevent us from completing the task by interfering with fate.

Just like the casino owner will use means to prevent the guests who have won a lot of money from leaving. "

"It's too mysterious." Asha murmured.

Three days later, Tyrion left the newly built chapel thoughtfully, and then found the witcher who was about to leave in the small hotel.

"Geralt, are you going to find Melisandre?" Tyrion asked with a smile.

The poet friend of the demon hunter said first: "We are going to the world of the seven gods, master, can you write a letter of introduction for us?"

"Askel, the bard Askel, right?"

The bearded young man with an acoustic guitar on his waist was very surprised, "You know me?"

"You are my idol!" Tyrion patted him on the shoulder and sighed, "Over [-]% of the nobles in the Royal City of Cintra want to kill you. .”

The mustache blushed, and hurriedly defended: "It's all rumors! I'm only alone, and I've only been in Sintra for a few days. How could it be possible to hook up with so many ladies?
Moreover, not every lady is in line with my aesthetics, and I have never had a chance to be hungry. "

"Good boy, I appreciate you more and more." Tyrion patted him again, rolled his eyes, and suggested: "There is no need for a letter of introduction, why don't you be my grandson! With this status, you Can be unscrupulous in the Great World of the Seven Gods."

"Grandson." Mustache stammered back, "I have father's."

Geralt put down the horned wine glass and rescued his companion, "Master Tyrion, what do you want from me?"

"You're not looking for Melisandre?"

"Half a month ago, I received a letter from Yennefer. She was looking for me urgently."

"It is good to be young," sighed Tyrion.

"I'm not much younger than you," said the demon hunter.

Tyrion approached him and whispered: "Pavita's child will be your adopted daughter, and I think you are entitled to know about her future."

Geralt was stunned for a moment, "It's a daughter? How do you know?"

"prophecy."

"You didn't seem to predict that Pavetta was pregnant that night." Geralt doubted.

"Fate covered my sight, and it wasn't me who predicted it."

The witcher hesitated and said, "Queen Calanthe doesn't like me very much, she told me to leave Cintra immediately."

"She doesn't like Duny very much, but God must arrange it this way. What can she do? Not everyone can resist fate." Tyrion said with a complicated expression.

"Who has resisted fate?" the bard asked curiously.

"Daenerys?" Geralt said.

Tyrion nodded slightly.

"I said, leave Sintra within three days and never come back!"

Sure enough, when she saw Geralt again, Queen Calanthe's face was as ugly as if she had been eaten.

"Mother, fate cannot be escaped." Duny persuaded.

"You are also blind. You were stabbed to death by me. The person who saved you was Pavita!" Calanthe scolded.

"Mother, two life crises happened one after another, but it doesn't mean that the first life-saving grace is worthless." Princess Pavita said.

"Listen to what he said." King East held his wife's hand.

Geralt motioned Tyrion to speak with his eyes.

"Your Highness, what do you think about the agreement between my sister and your ancestor?
Previously, we planned to combine the blood of the two families through marriage, but now even the little princess in His Royal Highness Pavetta's belly belongs to Lord Geralt."

"Little princess? She's pregnant with a daughter?" Calanthe was stunned, then waved at Geralt like a lion and shouted, "My granddaughter doesn't belong to you!"

"Believe me, I don't want to take on responsibilities other than hunting monsters at all." The demon hunter smiled wryly.

"Fate is irreversible!" Tyrion said in a deep voice.

"What is the agreement?" East frowned.

Tyrion stretched out his right hand, and the faint bright red flames slowly gathered, and the soft light made everyone who saw it feel warm in their hearts.

"This..." Everyone looked at Paveta, and the breath of the flames was so similar.

The old Druid nodded slightly to the king and queen, "Same origin."

Tyrion put away the divine flame, "What Pavita awakened is not the blood of your ancestors, but the talent of Targaryen!"

"You want to take away Pavetta's ability?" Calanthe said solemnly.

"No, your ancestor, the elven princess Laura also has the talent that is not inferior to the blood of the real dragon, and is called the 'blood of the ancients'.

Just like when two swordsmen with different styles meet and exchange their swordsmanship experience, both of them will improve their realm. "

Duny thought about it, "You Targaryen exchange your blood talent for Laura's ancient blood?"

"Correct."

"Master Tyrion, how much do you know about my ancestors?" Calanthe said hesitantly, "To be honest, my mother doesn't know where her blood comes from."

Tyrion looked left and right, this is the back garden, and the high platform on the second floor can overlook the panoramic view of the garden.

He found a stone, squatted in front of Queen Calanthe, and drew a tree-shaped family tree on the stone.

While writing, he introduced: "We call your world 'The Witcher World', and the elves in this world are 'Ian Sidi'.

In another world, which is also the hometown of your ancestor Lara, we call it 'Elf World', and the elves there are 'Ain El'.

Aen-Eir and Ain-Sidi are like two different countries established by humans of the same race.

Laura is the princess of the elf world. She was supposed to marry the prophet of her own family, but she fell in love with a human man when she was traveling in the world of witchers.

They gave birth to a daughter, Lei Anlun, who gave birth to a pair of twins. The daughter married King Sintra and was also the great-grandfather of Queen Calanthe.

Unfortunately, it is the eldest son of the twins who gets the blood inheritance.

Therefore, before your mother married, the royal family of Cintra did not awaken the talents of elves and Targaryens. "

"Could it be that my mother is the heir of the eldest brother?" Calanthe asked in surprise.

Tyrion nodded, "Fate is so magical, your parents are actually cousins."

After understanding all the reasons, Calanthe raised a new question: "Why didn't Daenerys take away the talent of my ancestor Laura back then?

Since it is a transaction, it should be completed on the spot, right? "

"Princess Laura is just an elf princess, and I'm not sure if my father and the tribe are willing to exchange.

Daenerys and Laura are not businessmen who barter, but good friends at first sight. She trusts Laura, so she handed over the reward first.

If the elves agree, the two parties will automatically reach a sacred oath. A hundred years later, when the planets meet, the elves will hand over the ancient blood to my sister.This is the agreement between you and me. "

Calanthe was silent.

"This is just your family's opinion." East hesitated.

"Isn't the power in Pavetta's body conclusive evidence?" Tyrion said lightly.

"We are not the parties involved, maybe we need to ask the royal family in the elf world." The king murmured.

"That's no problem, we are willing to interview the elves. But I have to remind everyone that Laura has betrayed her own race, and the elf royal family may not have good intentions for you."

The Calanthers were at a loss.

"How will the inheritance be carried out?" Geralt said in a deep voice, "Or, what do you want to do with the child in Pavetta's womb?"

"To a certain extent, the elves have broken their oath. My sister gave Laura a fire elf, well, you can understand it as a di spirit."

Dijing is an air spirit unique to this world, and has the ability to make wishes similar to Aladdin's lamp god.

Its body is full of magic and elemental essence, and mages can draw their energy to cast spells.

"If you don't believe me, I can prove it," Tyrion said.

"how to prove?"

"You have never really displayed the power of the fire elves. I can undo the seals set by some elves."

Seeing the worry and hesitation on Calanthe's face, he said seriously, "I swear, I will never hurt Her Royal Highness."

"All right."

In front of the court mage and the witcher, Tyrion pressed his thumb between Pavetta's eyebrows and said a long incantation to break the seal.

"Om—" The moment the spell ended, the place where the thumb touched the forehead was glowing red, and strands of flame ribbons escaped from the top of Pavita's head, forming the appearance of a three-foot-high dragonfly-winged elf.

It's Misty.

It's just that Xiao Wu's eyes were closed tightly at this time, and she seemed to be falling into a deep sleep.

"Is this a fire elf? What a powerful force." The coercion emanating from Xiao Wu made the hearts of several mortals feel heavy and they could hardly breathe.

"She is the king of the fire elves, she was a demigod 100 years ago, and now she understands part of the law of fire in your world."

Tyrion moved his finger away, and the fire spirit sank into Pavetta's head in a flash.

The appearance of the princess remained the same, but there was an extra high and holy aura on her body, like a god.

Seeing the changes in their daughter, both Calanthe and Doni couldn't hide their joy.

"The elf must want to master the power of the fire elf, why seal her?" Geralt asked puzzled.

"The fire elf is a strange creature. She is the fusion of the son of the forest and the crow. The elves found that her life imprint showed signs of fusion, so they"

Tyrion looked hesitant and said: "Maybe, the world is different, and the laws are also different; maybe the ancient witchcraft of the elves is indeed powerful, maybe."

Perhaps, my old sister left a trap on purpose.

(End of this chapter)