Game of Thrones: The Strongest Dragon Mother

Chapter 1133 Prophecy
As soon as Geralt entered the palace of Cintra, he was besieged by the assassins of Cintra.

The assassination did not hurt the witcher, but it clearly showed Calanthe's attitude.

"Let's go, if Princess Pavetta is still alive, the queen may still have time to argue with you about the ownership of Princess Ciri, but now" the old druid sighed, "the little princess has become her only spiritual sustenance, you want Taking her away is simply killing the queen."

Before Tyrion asked for a visit, the royal warlock came first.

"I have been in the world of the Seven Gods for the past few years, and I swear, it is a more civilized, more peaceful, and more vibrant world than ours.

I am not trying to take Ciri away, but to bring her to the world of the seven gods, and at the same time fulfill my law of accident and the sacred oath of the emperor of heaven.

When the shackles of fate are lifted, she can also get the best education from the side of the Emperor of Heaven. "

"Whether it's magic, bloodline development, or the way of governing the country. This is the best choice for me, Ciri, Queen Calanthe, and even Ciri's descendants.

I'm not Duny, I won't marry Ciri, she's just my adopted daughter!
The destiny connection created by the law of accident should be able to convince me of my goodwill towards her. "Geralt said earnestly and sincerely.

The old druid sighed: "Your plan is very good, but Queen Calanthe seems to be dazzled, she"

He glanced at the solemn old monk Tyrion, "After Pavetta's accident, she asked the Warlock Brotherhood about the sacred oath and curse.

The warlock confirmed the significance of the sacred oath of the world of the Seven Gods, and also felt that with Pavita's strength, she would not be injured if she fell directly into the tornado, and it was impossible to die in the storm at sea.

The impossible happened for a reason, and perhaps fate had indeed cast a curse in Laura's veins. "

"So, Calanthe has no reason to reject us?" Tyrion asked puzzled.

"Everyone has a different understanding of the curse. Calanthe thinks that as long as Ciri can't see you for the rest of his life, the curse will not happen."

"Uh, it's okay for ordinary women to have such thoughts, but she is a Cintra lioness, how can she escape reality?" Tyrion said speechlessly.

The old Druid said helplessly: "She is a lioness, and even more so, the poor mother of an old bereaved daughter, and the grandmother of a five-year-old orphan."

Geralt said: "If she doesn't want to let Ciri leave, she can go to the world of the Seven Gods with me. With Queen Calanthe's bravery, she might be able to earn herself a crown of love and beauty."

Tyrion turned to look at him. "Have you ever played?"

"I have participated in eight tournaments in four years, very interesting." Geralt nodded.

"How many games have you won?" Tyrion asked curiously.

"Only one, the autumn competition in Slave's Bay. Yennefer wants the crown of love and beauty. After receiving her blessing, I seem to be full of magic power, and I will win every battle." A sweet smile appeared on the corner of the demon hunter's mouth.

"Aren't you the eighth-level pinnacle sword master? How did you win a game?" the druid wondered.

"Breakthrough to the Sword God." The demon hunter first smiled triumphantly, then shook his head and sighed: "The martial arts tournament is a common tradition of all families and nationalities in the world of the Seven Gods, and the use of divine power is not allowed.

Pure flesh and skill.

The nobles in the world of the Seven Gods have body training skills, and the physique of an excellent knight is only slightly inferior to that of a demon hunter.

In terms of spear skills, they are better.

It was a world of prospering martial arts. If there were no two or three sword master contestants in each martial arts competition, the organizer would feel ashamed.

However, there are no restrictions on weapons in group competitions. I have never lost, and I have participated in five times and won five times.I'm still not used to long guns. "

"Group competitions have higher gold content, but it's a pity that they are not very entertaining and are not welcomed by the common people." Tyrion commented.

The old druid returned to the city to convey Geralt's new proposal to the queen.

"My old lady can go to the real battlefield to charge and fight, why does she have to travel thousands of miles to another world to play children's games?"

"I'm just giving you an example. There are many interesting things in the other world." The demon hunter said helplessly.

"In recent years, the situation in the north has been unstable. Without the deterrence of Princess Pavetta, the lioness is also a little exhausted. She can't let go of her country and people.

However, the queen feels your sincerity, and if she can find out the truth about Princess Paveta's death, she will allow you to live outside the city and watch Princess Xili grow up from afar.

When she comes of age, she can be betrothed to a Targaryen prince.

Well, this time, we won't hold a marriage-selection banquet, and we'll get married directly.There is only one requirement, the prince's status, character and military strength cannot be much worse than that of Brandon. "Druid said.

At this moment, Geralt already understood Brandon's reputation in the Seven Kingdoms, and he said hastily, "It's not that there can't be too many differences, we must choose the best."

The old Druid nodded slightly, relieved in his heart: Although he had never met Princess Ciri, the witcher already had a fatherly heart.

"There are many Targaryen princes, all of whom are true sons of kings. Calanthor can choose whatever he wants, but I can't stay here for long." Tyrion frowned.

The old druid's eyes flickered and said: "Queen Calanthe's words are polite, she actually wants you to go as far as you can go."

The dwarf was dumbfounded.

"Princess Pavetta was pregnant when she died?" Geralt asked suddenly.

The old druid was thoughtful, "This is a way of thinking."

The sorceress pays the price of atrophied ovaries in order to extract the available chaos magic from the universe.

Demon hunters will also be sterilized in order to gain extraordinary power in the grass trial.

Well, not a eunuch, just simply unable to have children.

But losing fertility is not a necessary condition for becoming a Warlock. In essence, a Warlock is trading fertility for the ability to use Chaos magic.

If the bloodline is strong enough, so strong that it can naturally induce the magic power of chaos, then there is no need for sterilization.

Or, Dany is willing to forge a god-king cauldron for the witcher world, so that no female sorceress will shrink her ovaries when she uses magic power.

Paveta's bloodline is strong enough, and her ovaries have not shrunk, but if she becomes pregnant again, her magic power will lose control and her strength will decline, which is entirely possible.

"A healthy Pavetta is indeed not afraid of storms, but if she becomes pregnant." The old druid said slowly, "I have to ask Prince Kratz."

Geralt thought for a while, and said, "We'll go find him ourselves. To investigate the cause of Pavetta's death, we have to go to the Skellige Islands."

Leaving the royal city of Sintra, the demon hunter grabbed the dwarf who had transformed into a dragon and was about to fly back to Aedirn: "Come with me, with you here, the rich and powerful of all countries are more reasonable."

"When Melisandre went on missions to various countries, each country sent a map of Westeros with military strength marked on it.

Therefore, the dignitaries knew that the True Dragon Khanate behind the Arctic Kingdom alone could easily mobilize 20 roaring warriors.

And the combined armies of the northern countries are not enough for 20 knights. Can you be unreasonable? said Tyrion triumphantly.

The demon hunter glanced at the dragon Tyrion, "It's too troublesome to find a boat to cross the sea, so you can carry me there."

"Go away, I have always only ridden on women, and I must never be ridden by men." The magic dragon growled.

"I don't ride a man either, I stand on your back." Geralt jumped and landed on the dragon's back, standing firmly.

"You have become a sword god, and you can't fly?" said the dragon Tyrion.

"The curse seal system of the demon hunter is not compatible with the sword gods in your world. Although my soul has been sublimated and my will has been deified, the total amount of magic power has not increased much.

Moreover, the witcher only has exorcism, not flying witchcraft. "Geralt said helplessly.

"Convert to the Seven Gods. The Church of the Seven Gods also has demon hunters who specialize in eliminating evil creatures. They can use the power of the Holy Light to turn them into wings."

"The convergence of the stars is over, and the world of the Seven Gods is far away, and the holy light will not work well."

"It's really not certain."

The Skellige Islands are geographically similar to the Iron Islands, and the inhabitants of the islands also make a living from fishing, hunting and armed plundering at sea, but their lords, the Kratz, are good.

He is a simple and honest middle-aged man.

"Pavita and Doni are my responsibility. I should have died to apologize, but Calanthe refused, but I," the red-bearded man blamed himself, "I have been investigating this matter for more than a year. "

Tyrion's eyes flashed, and he said, "Since you investigated this matter, it means that you have discovered something strange."

The red-bearded man gave him a surprised look, nodded and said, "Afterwards, I sent hundreds of large and small boats to try to search for the shipwrecked crew members in that sea area, but I didn't even find a single living person."

"Maybe the storm was too strong and the entire army was wiped out," said the demon hunter.

"The boat is full of elite sailors who have experienced many storms. In theory, no matter how big the storm is, there will always be people who can survive the floating objects such as wine barrels, wooden boards, and bathtubs. Similar things have happened countless times."

"In theory Pavetta shouldn't die," sighed Tyrion.

"So, something contrary to common sense must have happened on the ship at that time, and this is exactly what I hope to understand." Kratz said.

"Have you any friends who are good at prophecy?" Tyrion asked.

Kratz shook his head, "The master of prophecy is a legendary existence, and I have no chance to meet him. In fact, there are not many astrologers in the entire continent."

"There are few prophecy mages in your world, right?" said the demon hunter.

"Ah, times have changed, even 100 years ago, the third-rate forest witch could peek into the river of time.

But after the long night, time and fate are locked in the depths of the universe by my old sister.

Even the professional prophecy profession, Moonsinger, has also been renamed as 'Natural Disaster Forecaster', and can no longer peep into the fate of characters, but"

Tyrion looked at Geralt with a strange expression, "Some old monsters who are proficient in prophecy have lived until now, maybe she can help you."

"Who is she?" The witcher looked uncomfortable at him.

"Melisandre."

Geralt looked bitter, "Is there anyone else?"

"Melisandre often interprets prophecy wrongly, but prophecy is her natural talent, even if she comes to another world, it should still be effective, at least more reliable than others.

By the way, don't ask her to interpret the prophecy, just ask her what she saw in the fire. "

"I know about her past deeds." The witcher nodded and asked again, "Where is she?"

"I heard that the followers of the 'New Sun Sect' led the rebellion in the south."

"Rebellion again?" Geralt was stunned, wondering: "Are you deliberately disrupting our world?"

Aunt Mei rode on the demon hunter and gasped, "If you rebel, you will lose your head. There is no special reason. Who would want to do it?"

The political system of Nilfgaard in the south is much stronger than that of Dian, and the rebels can only form secret associations without even having a base.

It only took Geralt three months to find Tyrion, but it took a full two years to find the Patriarch of the New Sun Church hidden in the corner.

"I know you're looking for me, and even predicted why you did, but I just want to hide from you. This is punishment!"

(End of this chapter)