Game of Thrones: The Strongest Dragon Mother

Chapter 192 Everyone in the World Knows

A thick tallow candle was inserted in the slot of the pillar in the corridor. The bright red light made the air a little hotter. Dany hesitated for a moment, and instead of putting on the hood, she directly revealed her silver hair coiled on her head.

But her demeanor changed so much at this time that even Barristan felt that she was a different person in an instant.

"I'm restraining my aura to make myself look more like an ordinary person." The ordinary girl Danni explained.

"It's true that she doesn't have the extraordinary temperament, just like an ordinary Valyrian girl." Whitebeard wondered.

The bright purple eyes seem to be coated with a layer of gray dirt, clean and delicate, and under the candlelight, there is a healthy red glow, and the skin is dull, sallow and rough.

Especially the temperament, as if some kind of magical thing was taken from her soul, or Dany was passed through by a cowardly consumptive ghost.

The shape of the face is still the same, the appearance is five points less, and the temperament is seven points less.

"How did you do it?" He couldn't help asking.

"Depressed the mental fluctuations, and then applied a layer of skin cream with whale oil on the face."

Turning ugly is actually very simple. White Beard also painted ugly makeup, the key is to suppress the spirit.

Well, she put [-]% of her soul power in the Great Black Sea of ​​Consciousness, and the whole person instantly lost most of the brilliance.

After a quick dinner, the two went to the bedroom on the second floor to put away their salutes, adjusted their appearance, and then came downstairs again.

They want to find out what's going on with Tyrion.

Barristan didn't know about Tyrion's patricide, nor that he was sent to Illyrio by Varys, and then sent to Slaver's Bay by Illyrio.

Well, according to the plot of "Game of Thrones", Varys and Tyrion escaped from King's Landing, intending to go to Slaver's Bay to burn the hot stove of the Dragon Queen.

Jorah Mormont was still in the Hand of the Queen in Astapor, and he had no time to kidnap Tyrion, so he didn't separate from Varys.

Dany "knew" the plot, but she wanted to observe Varys.

She had to admit that she was a little afraid of the chief intelligence officer.

You are in King's Landing, but you planted spies thousands of miles away in Qarth, what kind of shit is this?

After going downstairs, Dany pretended to pass by the corridor of the west hall inadvertently, and found that the dwarf was playing cyvasse with a gray-bearded middle-aged sailor after dinner.

The game of cyvasse originated in Volantis and was popular in the city-states of Essos.Westeros is a city with sea trade business, and it is also a very fashionable game.

The original owner, Daenerys, will also be down.

Ten chess pieces with different characteristics and powers: armed mobs, spearmen, crossbowmen, light cavalry, heavy cavalry, trebuchets, siege scales, elephants, dragons, and kings.

The rules are a bit like a hybrid of military chess and chess.

There were seven or eight spectators around, and Dany also stopped to watch the battle, while Barristan sat drinking in the dark with his hood on.

After getting closer, I feel that Tyrion looks more and more worthy of the name.

It's so ugly that it looks like a devil.

Deformed little monkey?Devil pig with small ears?

Anyway, he's a bit of a waste of the great name "Tyrion" based on looks alone.

Well, like "Brandon" to the Starks, "Grazdan" to the Ghis, Tyrion once belonged to a great King of the Rock.

"When will the Allies begin their operation?" Tyrion asked.

"Why are you asking this?"

"Of course it is to avoid the war. The Seven Gods are on top, and hundreds of thousands of troops are fighting fiercely. Whoever doesn't avoid it is a fool."

"That's right, but I can't tell you the answer." The gray-bearded man with the scarred face on the opposite side shook his head.

"Isn't Captain Terry's 'Tuna' included in the expedition list?" The little devil asked casually.

"You know this as well?"

"Hehe, look for yourself, the merchant's house is leaking from all sides." Tyrion chuckled.

"I did sign a contract with the Volantenes, promising to help them transport elephant soldiers, but the Allies haven't decided on the final tactics, or even how many troops to send."

Tyrion ate the opponent's black elephant with the red dragon amidst the annoyed cry of the gray-bearded captain, and said with a sneer: "It's all like this, how about a stud?

Last time, the Dragon Queen defeated at least one hundred thousand troops, tsk tsk, swept the one hundred thousand Ghis coalition forces one after another within a month, and took down the two cities of Yunkai and Meereen.

No wonder she looks like Kaiyasha in Volantene's plays.Not so ugly, not so strong, not so vicious, how can a man who has been defeated by her repeatedly feel so embarrassed? "

"You, an Andal from the Sea of ​​the Setting Sun, how do you understand the current situation?" A man in a silk robe dressed as a sea merchant next to him interjected, "The way to fight is to know yourself and your enemy. , the Allies must first study that woman's character and tactical thinking."

"It's been almost half a year, and I still haven't figured out how I lost?" Tyrion raised his head in disbelief.

"Hey, your dragon is flying under my trebuchet! Be careful, don't lose in a daze." Captain Terry smiled and used the trebuchet to take down Tyrion's red dragon.

Then he explained: "That woman not only has a strong army, but the key point is that she uses soldiers like a god. For example, how she quietly brought thousands of people to the city of Meereen, and how she made the people of Meereen mistakenly think that she had an army of [-], so that Ghis Everyone hides in the pyramid, missing the last chance to come back.

Another example is the battle of the rear camp outside the city of Yunkai, where did she hide the ambushes under her command, and how did she instigate the Yunkai guards?"

Balabala, a few people, you say a word to each other, and from the perspective of the Gis people, restore the battle situation at that time.

Tyrion frowned, turned to the square-faced serious man beside him, and asked, "Haldon, what do you think?"

"Dragon is the source of miracles."

"Hahaha, makes sense." Tyrion laughed.

"Heh, can the dragon conjure up an army of [-] out of thin air? Can the dragon instigate a rebellion against the loyal Ghis general? Can the dragon hide [-] ambush soldiers?"

A brown-haired middle-aged mercenary sneered and mocked: "Wild people of Westeros, they only know dragons and dragons all day long. Aegon conquered the Andals with three dragons. Do you think dragons are gods? Can do anything?

In order to take over the Lorne River Basin, which has an area less than half that of the Seven Kingdoms, the Valyrians killed at least 100 dragons, [-] dragon kings, [-] pure Volantis, and [-] million slaves. "

He raised his chin and proudly concluded: "In this land, a dragon is just a legendary creature that can fly and breathe fire. It will die if it is hit by an arrow."

"Hehe, I can't refute it." Tyrion smirked.

"General!" He pressed down a chess piece, rubbed his hands together and said with a laugh, "Captain Terry, I won again."

"Ah!" Greybeard took out a handful of copper coins from his pocket and put them on the table, unwillingly said: "Here, we will fight again."

"Okay." When playing the chess, Tyrion said casually: "By the way, why do the Volantenes hate the Dragon Queen so much? Slaver's Bay is three thousand kilometers away!"

"The person who asked such a question must have never done maritime trade."

Tyrion straightened his chubby belly, "Look at my size, even a tub can drown me, why go to the sea? Unless the sea is full of wine."

"Hahaha" the people around laughed.

"The slave trade is not only the livelihood of the Slave Bay, it is related to the balance of the world's maritime trade. Simply put, slaves can reduce the cost of maritime trade by [-]%."

"Oh, for money." Tyrion suddenly realized.

Terry shook his head and sighed: "The profit of maritime trade is dozens of times, hundreds of times, and the slaves are replaced by contract workers. It is a little bit squeezed and adapted for a few years. It is not a devastating blow to maritime trade, but"

"But look at the merchant's house, the slaves warm our beds, cook our meals, clean our tables, serve our dishes, feed our horses, wash our chamber pots

Look at Volantene again. It is slaves who produce food for Volantene, clean streets, educate children, guard city walls, drive warships, and charge into battle.

so you get it?

This city cannot do without slaves!

But at this moment, all the slaves in the city turned their eyes to the east, eagerly looking forward to the glorious savior, Dragon Queen, Misha, the liberator.

Inside the black wall, the nobles with ancient blood are now unwilling to eat and sleep, and the slaves in the kitchen can scare them to pee when they sharpen their knives at night.

Not only the nobles can't tolerate this situation, but even the poor in the city hate the Dragon Queen.

According to the law, even the humblest beggars in the countryside have a higher status than slaves, but that woman wants to take away their last bit of comfort, isn't it indignant? "

"That makes sense, but kind of stupid," said Tyrion, shaking his head.

"How to say?"

"Do you think the lords of Westeros are not as comfortable as your trade princes and city-state governors here?" The little devil asked back.

"I've only been to Oldtown, but I've never seen the lord there."

Shrugging, Graybeard Terry moved his heavy cavalry up to Tyrion's trebuchet.

Tyrion quickly threw the dragon beside the trebuchet, nodded and said, "The Earl of Hightower in the old town has been studying magic in the towering tower all these years, and even the fact that his little daughter stole a man has not disturbed him."

Dany couldn't help mourning for Jorah for three seconds, and the people of the Seven Kingdoms seemed to know about the green on his head.

"Let's put it this way, what the nobles of Volantis can do to slaves, they can do to the free people of their own territories by making them stronger, whipping them, cutting off their hands and feet, and serving them free of charge.

Nominally slaves are not allowed in Westeros, but most commoners are indistinguishable from slaves. "

Tyrion was telling the truth. In his opinion, except for the tattoos on her face, the servants of Casterly Rock were completely indistinguishable from the servants of the nobles of Volantis.

"If I were the Consul of Volantis, I found that the woman not only had three dragons—"

"Four, she hatched another golden dragon." Terry interrupted him.

"Uh, another dragon? Where did it come from?" Tyrion was stunned.

"There are currently two popular theories. The Slave Bay claims that the queen's maid was killed by an assassin, and the gods compensated her with a golden dragon. She also named the dragon 'Golden Doria'." A sea merchant said.

"Kang Dang"

The "elephant" in his hand landed on the chessboard, and the little devil stared at one black and one blue eyes of different colors, and said in disbelief, "Say it again, to kill a maid and make up for a dragon? Can she say such nonsense? And You idiots seem to believe it?"

Terry directly used the dragon to eat his elephant, and sneered: "You are the stupid one, you don't understand anything. Now the dragon eggs have become inactive fossils. If you want to hatch a dragon, you can only exchange it for an undead dragon from the dark world." Soul, bathed in fire and reborn."

(End of this chapter)