Game of Thrones: The Strongest Dragon Mother

Chapter 463 Young Generation No.1 Arrives

"Your Majesty, I don't want to shave my head. I'm bald on the top of my head, with a braid hanging down the back. It's so ugly!"

Tyrion shook his head again and again, rejecting the Dragon Queen's "kindness".

Dany is surprised that so far, only Tyrion has clearly stated that braids are ugly.

The aesthetics of this product are very normal!

Uh, she also thinks it's very ugly, very funny, and has a smell that makes "sensible people" sick.

Because of this, she instigated the little devil to make one.

The uglier, the more ridiculous, and the more disgusting he was, the happier she was.

——After learning that he was Targaryen, Dany hated the little devil's performance in the finale of "Game of Thrones" even more.

She wanted to see him make a fool of himself, to see him make a fool of himself without realizing it.

Unexpectedly, his aesthetic views are the same as those of normal-minded people from the Celestial Dynasty.

In this different world, it's too abnormal.

Returning from the yamen on the first floor to the living room on the top floor, Dany, who was not reconciled, suggested again: "Meereen is undergoing a round-head movement, and the Ghisians have begun to shave their hair.

If you also shaved, I will transfer you to Meereen and give you a promotion.The second-rank officer is eligible to participate in the imperial meeting. "

The Queen's words were half-truths and half-truths.

The last thing Kleon did as Lord of Meereen was to urge the people of Ghis to change their customs and shave off their original stiff black and red hair.

But not minion heads.

Some, like Mongolian warriors, shaved off the hair on the top of the head, leaving only the hair on the temples and the back of the head.

Also ugly.

Moreover, the so-called second-rank officials are only promoted but not held.

The Imp is still General Wildfire.

Tyrion waved his hands dejectedly, and said, "I've got greyscale, and I'm about to die. It doesn't make sense for me to have the Iron Throne in front of me."

On the side, Aegon, who was lying on the soft couch in a daze, seemed to feel the same way, his eyes turned red, and he was about to cry.

"Oh!" Clinton also sighed, his eyes dimmed, and he looked lifeless and depressed.

Sister Ashara had pity in her eyes, but there was nothing she could do, she just stroked Aegon's back silently and whispered some comforting words.

Seeing this, Aemon comforted: "Don't worry, the queen has a witch lens, and has already researched the characteristics of the greyscale virus.

Later, let Laresa teach you the fire witchcraft handed down by the queen, combined with high-concentration alcohol, it can effectively resist the spread of greyscale.

Maybe only partial petrification like Shireen Baratheon did. "

"I've also listened to the queen's witchcraft lectures, and I've tried glass candles. I don't have the talent for witchcraft, so I can't learn it." Tyrion shook his head.

Aimon thought for a while, and then said: "Dahei went to Yuhailei Island to pick up Master Kuixi. She is the most talented mage in the East, and she may be able to develop a cure."

"Kuixi? By the seven gods, it's her." Tyrion rested his forehead and sighed.

Dani asked curiously, "You also know Kui Xi?"

"I heard from those fire mages that she is the No. 1 young generation in the Eastern Extraordinary World, and she is also known as 'East and West' together with Lisbon."

Tyrion lamented again and again: "What shit is the No. 1 young generation, just cheat others. Lisbon, I know it!

That bastard even lied to me with a bag of silver coins with 'Three Gods Returning to the Cave', and was stabbed to death in the alley by a mercenary in the end, how bad it is!

It is better to fight with wildfire than to count on that kind of person to save lives. "

"How to fight with wildfire?" Aegon asked, looking up.

"I have an idea," Tyrion pinned a pair of expectant eyeballs on the Dragon Queen's face, "The queen's fire control skills are unparalleled in the world, can she accurately control the wildfire to burn off the infected layer of skin? "

——You can try, try to burn your whole dick to ashes!

Dany complained about the little devil's bad idea in her heart.

"No." Aemon shook his head immediately, explaining: "By the time the symptoms are discovered, the virus has already entered the blood and circulated throughout your body.

Therefore, amputation, which is widely spread among the people, has not been recognized by the school city.

For example, Sir Clinton, even if he cut off his right arm, other parts have a very high chance of being infected. "

"Tyrion, you can try to drink a few sips of wildfire. Maybe you can stimulate the blood of the unburned!" Dany smirked.

"Danny!" Old Aemon raised his voice and gave her a meaningful look.

After leaving the sight of everyone and entering the laboratory, Old Aemon warned her, "Danni, don't tell Tyrion his real identity."

"why?"

"There are too many dragons." Aemon smiled wryly. "There are too few real dragons, and there is a danger of extinction; there are too many real dragons, and bloody infighting will occur again."

"Counting Jon, there are already three grown Targaryen men. You don't care about the Iron Throne, but they may tear themselves apart for it."

"Jon Snow's identity is still uncertain! Even if he is the son of Rhaegar and Lyanna, he is also an illegitimate child just like Tyrion. An illegitimate child has no right of inheritance!" Dany said.

"According to tradition, it is. But Aegon is not like you. You are one hundred per cent daughter of Aerys and Ryla, a true dragon, and everyone knows it.

But Rega's children died 16 years ago, which is also a fact known to everyone.

In the hearts of the nobles of the Seven Kingdoms, a prince with a dubious identity is no more noble than an illegitimate child with a certain identity.

I'm pretty sure that Jon, Tyrion, and Aegon would have an equal share of appeal and succession if there was a chance to call the Great Council, unless you made up your mind to stand for one of them. "

Aemon stared at Dany's eyes with burning eyes, as if trying to see through her inner thoughts.

"Unfortunately, you don't like all three of them, do you?"

Dani was a little embarrassed, her eyes wandered, and she said, "Old man, a relative suddenly popped up, did you really take your heart out all of a sudden?"

Old Aemon nodded seriously, and said: "When I was on the Great Wall, before I knew the identities of Jon and Tyrion, I had an inexplicable affection for them."

"Where's Aegon?"

"Aegon" Aemon was stunned, and sighed: "Maybe he appeared too suddenly, not so"

Dany argued: "I admit, I don't like them, but there is no malice. Otherwise, why would I tell you the identity of Jon and Tyrion?"

"Then what are you going to do with them?" Aemon asked.

"How to deal with it? I'm too busy with my own affairs, let them fend for themselves, what ideas can I have? Or, you have the highest seniority, so tell me what to do?"

Dany threw the ball back again.

"Well, Jon has already put on black clothes, and he is destined to be a night watchman in this life; Tyrion will let him continue to be a Lannister, don't tell him his identity, and he can help him become the Duke of Casterly Rock in the future; Aegon is Rhaegar after all. My son, the Iron Throne is handed over to him."

Aemon looked at Dani and asked tentatively, "How about this arrangement?"

"Okay, as long as Aegon has the courage to participate in the War of the Long Night, as long as he can kill the White Walker King."

Dany nodded without any pressure.

At about three o'clock the next morning, the sky was still a deep indigo.

The big black ghost passed through the dark sky and landed on the wall of the great pyramid lit with torches.

It is true that Dahei has never been to Lei Island, but Dani's spirit has been projected into the underground palace of Lei Island many times. Dahei, who can communicate with Dani Long Ling, naturally knows the direction of Lei Island.

Kui Xi was still dressed as when we first met, blue loose mage robe with a hood, and a red wooden shell mask.

She didn't come here alone, there was also a white-haired Yidi old man.

In addition to the two of them, the big black paw also carried a canvas bag with the size of a back basket, which contained four to five hundred catties of magical medicinal materials.

Black Girl, Tyrion and four or five Unsullied holding torches were waiting on the pyramid.

"Her Majesty's apprentice, Laresa, has met President Bu Tian and Mage Kuishi. General Wildfire and I have come to welcome the two of you on behalf of the Queen."

When Kuixi and the white-haired old man slid down from the back of the dragon, Laresa said again: "I have had people prepare food, drinks and guest rooms. The two of you have worked hard all the way. Let's eat a little and rest overnight. When dawn comes, the Queen will Receive the master personally."

"Grandmasters, hello, my name is Tyrion, Tyrion Lannister. In fact, besides General Wildfire, I am the only Yellow Jacket bestowed by the Emperor."

The little devil was dressed in a golden mandarin jacket, walked over with short legs, and swaggered over: "I will accompany the two of you to dine on behalf of the queen, and introduce the epidemic situation in Slave Bay."

Well, Tyrion came here specially to accompany the drink.

At this time, the Dragon Queen is sleeping and unable to welcome the guests.

However, it is not possible to let the distinguished guests sit in the living room to eat by themselves, and then General Yehuo, who was bestowed with a yellow jacket, accepted the task of accompanying the guests.

Anyway, he can drink and has a sharp tongue, so he is the most suitable receptionist.

"Master Kuixi, your name has already been heard like thunder."

After introducing each other, Tyrion began to play tricks.

He walked up to the red-lacquered wooden-shelled Kuixi, gave a thumbs up, and praised: "Young generation No.1, and Volantis Lisbon is known as—"

"Enough!" The Shadowbinder who had been silent all this time almost shouted.

"I'm not the No.1 of the younger generation, don't compare me with Lisbon!" She took a breath and said in a low voice.

"Uh, haha"

Tyrion was only at a loss for a moment, and immediately smiled as if realizing: This female mage is very humble, very shy, and even a little shy.

"Master Kuixi is really humble. But who knows your name? Even a layman like me knows your status in the extraordinary world. It's too modest." He praised loudly.

——He can't say polite words just because the other person is too modest. On the contrary, the more he praises her for a humble person, the better her impression of him will be in her heart.

After all, he was sick and had to be treated by her.

Kui Xi's eyes were deep, and several shadows flashed in the mirror-like clear eyes, but the red lacquered wooden mask blocked her eyes.

The dwarf gave a thumbs up, waved in front of the old man Yidi and Kui Xi, and praised loudly: "Master Kui Xi, the No. 1 young generation, who else is better than you?"

Kuixi's body trembled slightly, and his fists were clenched unconsciously, but the night wind on the top of the tower was blowing the large mage's robe, and his hands were also folded in the sleeves, so no one could see.

—Sooner or later, this dwarf will be punished!

Shadowbinder thought.

The black girl Laresa felt that the atmosphere was a bit strange, but she couldn't think of anything wrong with Tyrion's praise: she was already the No.

So, she began to suspect that the two distinguished guests were a little dissatisfied that the queen did not come out to greet her in person.

Thinking of this, she explained with a smile: "The Queen has stayed up late in the past few days to study greyscale, and tonight is no exception. She just fell asleep at this time, and she didn't mean to slow down the two masters."

The white-haired old man waved his hand, took a deep look into the big black's human eyes, and said meaningfully: "Actually, I have already met the Dragon Queen. The great wizard's dragon spirit talent is enviable and awe-inspiring."

The old man from the Yi land, with his crown and belt, is imposing, and exudes an aura of nobility that has been in the top position for a long time.

Laresa wondered what the talent of dragon spirit was, but the other party was a distinguished guest who had come from a long way, so it was not polite to ask more questions, so she just respectfully led the way: "Two masters, please follow me."

"Your Majesty has prepared the golden wine of Qingting Island, we will get drunk tonight." Tyrion laughed.

The old man seemed to have a high status, so he passed Kuixi directly and said, "No rest, no banquet, I have been meditating during the flight, and I am not tired now, just take me to the laboratory!

The legendary Wu Lens, I can't sleep when I think it is next door. "

(End of this chapter)