Game of Thrones: The Strongest Dragon Mother

Chapter 203 Supreme Priest Benello

"King of Light, protect us, because the night is long and dangerous everywhere!" Benello is a typical tenor, soaring into the sky, piercing through the space sharply, and entering the eardrums of everyone in the square.

"Seven gods, what a voice of a peerless famous general!" Barristan murmured.

The corner of Dani's mouth twitched. The status of the supreme priest is much higher than that of a famous general.

Benello should be a slave of the Qarth tribe, tall and thin, with prominent facial features and skin as fair as milk, a typical image of a milkman.

Its cheeks, chin, lips and bald head are covered with red flame tattoos, as if a bright red mask has been placed on the face, only a pair of blue eyes are exposed.

It looks a little creepy.

"We mortals live and die alone, at a loss, wandering in the valley; fortunately, we have fellow robes, gather together, and fortunately have Allah, who rewards me." Benello continued to read the prayer, and the slaves below followed him Read it together, with a focused look and a pious look.

Dani was surprised to find that there were also dense crowds of people standing on the black wall behind the square, and ninety percent of them were tiger-robed soldiers holding tiger helmets.

"It seems that the rumors are not exaggerated. Half of the Tiger Robe Army believe in the Red God R'hllor."

The noon prayer time was not long, about two or three hundred words of prayer, but after the prayer was finished, Benello did not leave, but raised his right arm and pointed his index finger at the big sun in the sky.

"The night is long, and every place is dangerous!" he suddenly shouted, clenching his hands into a fist, and then opening his arms.The range of motion was a bit too much, and Dany was worried that he would fall from the narrow stone pillar.

When the Supreme Priest's voice reached its peak, there was only a "hiss", and tongues of fire shot out from his fingers.

"Ah!" Not only were the people below startled, but even Dani exclaimed.

There are waves of strong magic power fluctuations, indicating that Benello is using fire spells, not fake props.

Blue|Sky|White|Sunset, the tongue of fire spouted from his fingers was as dark red as blood, so bright that it almost turned into substance, dripping onto the ground.

Then, Benello moved his right hand, and the flames left a line of Valyrian script in the sky. A single letter was as big as a double bed.

——Darkness is approaching, and the foolish deeds of the ignorant will surely bring blood and destruction. Only the Savior can save the world.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" the crowd let out a deafening cry, the women covered their faces and burst into tears, and the men waved their fists, with indignant faces, and shouted with unclear meaning.

Danni suddenly got Fu Ling's heart, and said with a strange face: "You are talking about me, aren't you?"

Sure enough, the next moment Benello shouted loudly: "After the long summer, the stars weep blood, Azor Ahai will be reborn in the land of smoke and salt, he is the savior, he is Daenerys Targaryen .

Her rise has fulfilled the ancient prophecy. She was born from the land of smoke and salt, and she is and will certainly be able to reshape the world.

She is the reincarnation of Azor Ahai, she will conquer the darkness and bring a never-ending summer to the world, even the god of death will bow to her, and those who bleed and die for her cause will be reborn..."

Brother, thank you very much for your support, but wrong, the reincarnation of Azor Ahai is Jon Snow, my nephew.

Dany didn't even know what to say.

She has always been wary of R'hllor, not against the Lord of Light.

Although the teachings of the Red God are overbearing and domineering, they still persuade people to be good as a whole, and they are definitely not demonic or cults.

However, R'hllor of the Shadow is different. He accepts blood sacrifices without a bottom line, devouring people's souls and blood essence. The root of many blood witchcraft lies in R'hllor, the demon god himself.

There is no doubt that R'hllor has mastered the domain of death, and Dany has always thought that he is the god of death. After all, several people in Westeros were resurrected by him from death, including the protagonist Jon Snow.

The problem is, Benello claims that Death will also bow to the Mother of Dragons.

Obviously, the god of death in his mouth is definitely not his master R'hllor, but probably the "cold god"-the god of darkness, coldness and death, the Night King (in fact, the night king is just a subordinate of the cold god, Dani misunderstood)!

There is only one realm of death, so who is the real god of death?

Why does R'hllor care so much about the long night?

Even since more than 5000 years ago, through the mouth of the red-robed priest, the prophecy in the ancient book of Asshai has been continuously promoted-Azor Ahai will be reborn to fight against the reappearing ghosts in the world.

Dani was in a mess.

Benello's "tap water" is still waving the flag for her: "Daenerys is in danger, the eyes of darkness are on her, and the slaves of the night are plotting to overthrow her."

Speaking of this, he pointed to the black wall behind the temple, pointing to the tiger-robed guards who were fully armed and looking down on the black wall, and said loudly: "The Lord of Light shaped the sun and the stars, and he has an eternal battle with the darkness. fight.

But Neciso and Maracho turned their backs on the light, their minds were corrupted by the yellow harpies from the east, and they planned the most despicable alliance with the godless foreigners.

I hereby call on everyone to unite and join this just battle and fight for the light.The Son of Prophecy will surely ride the magic dragon, carry the fiery sword that cleans the world, and lead us on the path of glory. "

Brother, you are so outspoken, are you not afraid of being harmonized?

Dany was overwhelmed with emotion, and terribly worried.

Although "tap water" is good, you have to live until the moment when you become a "leading party"!

I haven't called yet, but you started promoting me, aren't you a little too eager?

At the same time, he also wondered, what are the Volantenes doing?

How could a monk be allowed to confuse, cough, cough, and expound the truth in public.

It can be guessed that it is not a day or two for Benello to explain the truth in this way, but he is not dropped by "404".

"My lord, this is not a good omen." Barristan was worried, "The monks of the Red God can openly oppose the nobles of the Black Wall for you today, how can they not shake the confidence of your descendants for others, or their Red God tomorrow?" rule?"

Old knight, you think so far, even my descendants are worried.

But what he said was not without reason.

Oh, how difficult it is!

Dani frowned and sighed: "Let's take one step at a time. The power of the Red God Temple lies there. It's not determined by our attitude. It's better to be my ally than my enemy."

The entire noon prayer process took less than half an hour, and Benello seemed to be routinely chanting slogans for the Dragon Queen, but did not really lead the slaves to rebel.

As he walked down the stone pillar, the flame text in the sky quickly disappeared, and Dany climbed on the horse again, and left the square with the slaves.

The slaves returned to their posts and continued to work numbly, while the two of Dani walked around the black wall and continued to visit exotic scenery.

Well, she hasn't forgotten the purpose of coming out this time: to observe and locate the station of the Guise Mission.

The closer to the black wall, the more spacious and tidy the nearby streets, similar to the black stone pavement of Valyrian Avenue, with palm trees and cedars planted along the road, tall glass dome buildings, white marble squares, and fountain pools with exquisite statues

There is no doubt that this is a rich area, and there are far more teams here than Xicheng District.

Not only Maracho of the Tiger Party, but also Neciso of the Elephant Party, because he did not publicly express his hostility to the Mother of Dragons, Dofas, who is not favored for re-election, candidates Ellios, Parachiro, Bericio, etc., or go into battle in person, or lead the team with their children.

Dany saw a tall, silver-haired, middle-aged man with a bandage on his right arm, hanging under his neck, still speaking loudly on the high platform in the square.

The middle-aged man held a banner above his head: If you are against the Mother of Dragons, if you support the Allied Forces, please support Allied Standing Committee Maracho!

In addition to giving public lectures, some organized mime performances, some sent poets to sing along the streets, some led choruses to throw parties in noble courtyards, and some brought in jugglers to perform in public areas.

There are also wonderful and exciting duel competitions. Assassins in yellow silk clothes, holding water dancer rapiers, fight endlessly for their supporters in the square.

Dani can still accept the above normal election methods, but those candidates are also like Malacho, and at the same time they arrange bed slaves on the street to solicit votes.

Some people send technical girls, and even promise that they must be virgins; some people carry delicate boys on elephant carts, claiming that they all master the seven spring cry techniques, which can be enjoyed by both men and women; some people provide voters with tall and fit gladiators

There are also people with a small book, and they come to the door to ask: "Do you need private customization? Blacks, whites, zebras, horses, long-haired Ibans, Andal knights, red-haired northern savages, giants, if no one can satisfy You, beasts and domestic animals, we can bring you anything but dragons."

They are not whispering, many cloth blankets draped over elephants are clearly written.

"It's crazy. This is the fair, democratic, and free election that the Volantenes are proud of?"

This scene of breaking through the lower limit of cognition left Dany and Barristan dumbfounded.

Volantis is going through the annual consul election, they already knew about it, and they even inquired about it in the merchant's house last night.

At that time, two merchants were discussing this matter, a middle-aged wine merchant in Volantis, and an old town sea merchant who sold the golden wine of Arbor Island.

The Volantenes proudly said to the Westeros: "We Volantis have an excellent political system inherited from ancient Valyria, which is fair, just, free, equal, and democratic—of course, slaves are not human beings. A freeman without money pays little in taxes, contributes little to the city, and is not a complete human being."

"There is no doubt that we are more civilized and wise than you Westeros. Don't be too quick to deny that the three consuls check and balance each other. Even if a madman wins the election sometimes, he will be checked by his colleagues.

When the one-year term expires, the people will immediately let him go-well, unless the quality of the slave girl he prepares for the election is beyond ordinary.

Think about it, if that woman's father, the mad king Aerys, had two kings who shared his power with him, the series of bloodshed would never happen again.

That woman can also be an obedient little princess, and she doesn't have to make us suffer! "

The sea merchant in Jiuzhen blushed, unable to utter a rebuttal.

In the trading city-state of Essos, Westeros in the Land of the Setting Sun is recognized as a land of barbarians.

The "inferior" peoples who can't get mixed up in Essos - such as the ancestors, the Andals, and the Rhoynar, can only flee to Westeros on the other side of the narrow sea, and even transform themselves from downcast refugees to noble ones. conqueror.

(End of this chapter)