Game of Thrones: The Strongest Dragon Mother

Chapter 672 Jon is Gone

"Did you forget? When Ramsay was married, I gave him three pies. You ate them too, and yelled."

Mr. Eel enjoyed this moment very much, he only waved his hand to Erlu, then turned his head, his face was full of joy of getting revenge.

"I also asked the singer to sing "The Rat Chef". Hey, your son Rega, your brothers, Simon and Jerry, aren't they all missing?"

Aerys' weasel-like wet red eyes suddenly opened wide, his pale face turned slightly blue, the bald hair on his short chin trembled a few times, but he could only make a panting sound of "ho ho ho".

Master Eel laughed loudly, and asked cruelly, "How does it feel to eat your son's meat pie while listening to "Rat Chef"?"

"Ugh—" Aerys and the other Freys beside him felt acid in their stomachs when they heard the words, and snot and tears came out together with the filth in their stomachs.

"You, you will die badly, the Stranger will take you to the Seven Hells!" Aerys cursed with a grim face.

"I am practicing the teachings of the gods, the Holy Father will give me a fair trial, you"

Mr. Eel glanced at the group of impatient Red God believers waiting behind him, and said in a low voice, "You won't even be able to go to the Seven Hells. The evil gods of foreign countries will torture you in the world of death for 1000, 1 years!"

There were four of Frey's direct descendants who were burned to death. The two Walders were originally the adopted sons sent to Winterfell by the Frey family in the "Sworn River City Oath", and they were also protons.

Aerys and Hosting led 2000 Frey to help Bolton conquer the North.

At this time, they all became sacrifices to R'hllor.

"The night is long, and everywhere is dangerous. We mortals live and die alone, at a loss, wandering in the valley; fortunately, our compatriots gather and walk together, fortunately, there is God, who will bless me"

Melisandre stood side by side with Erlu, Erlu's wife and daughter, and the Flaming Red Heart Knight, whose number was [-]% smaller than that at the Great Wall, knelt behind and recited the Red God's prayer together.

Tens of meters away, on a tall tower, the dwarf and Jon stood by the window, watching Frey struggle and howl in the red flames billowing in smoke.

"You are Stark, and you actually let a group of Red God believers sacrifice to the alien gods in your home? Why don't you burn the godswood forest, and you also convert to the red god?" Tyrion said with a dissatisfied expression.

"He is my king." Jon sighed.

"Your brains were eaten by the White Walkers?" Tyrion stared at two deformed eyes, one big and one small, with a look of disbelief on his face, "Even taking refuge in the Dragon Queen is a hundred times better than being loyal to Stannis, what do you think? of?"

"You think I don't want to serve Her Majesty Daenerys?" Jon smiled wryly and shook his head, "But she doesn't want to go to the troubled waters of the North at all.

Aegon had not yet appeared, and I had no choice but King Stannis.

Moreover, he also sincerely wants to uphold justice for my father, and I have no reason to refuse. "

Tyrion looked deeply at the younger brother who had changed his temperament, and asked, "Your sister married Aegon, which also represents Stark's alliance with Targaryen.

His Majesty Aegon also avenged Stark in accordance with the covenant, and helped Stark take Winterfell.

Even, your sister is pregnant with Aegon's heir, what are you going to do? "

"Aegon and Stannis must have a fight to the death. Where are you on?"

Jon's bearded face was almost tangled into a fluffy black ass.

"I do not know"

"How could you not know?" Tyrion's eyes flashed, and he said in a deep voice: "Jon, you are no longer the idiot boy who just came to the Great Wall back then, you are the King of the North and the Stark family. The only adult male!"

Jon asked embarrassingly, "What do you think I should do?"

Just like Aemon and Tyrion will feel good when they see Jon, Jon also has an inexplicable closeness and trust when he sees the two of them.

Well, Jon was able to integrate into the night watchman back then, and made his mark among the night watchman, and it was also because of the golden and jade words provided by Tyrion.

"Do you know why I left Slaver's Bay?" Tyrion sighed, telling his story in full.

"The Dragon Queen is a good queen, but she is not a benevolent saint, in fact, she has always been cruel to real enemies.

Perhaps, she does not regard Stark as an enemy, and can even forgive Stannis who did not participate in the Battle of the Usurper, but she makes no secret of her malice towards Lannister.

No wonder, you all have reasons for rebelling, but my father betrayed his promise, cheated King’s Landing, slaughtered her family, and even the baby; my brother has good reasons, but he is a white knight, and the mad king can do anything Killing, but he can't do it himself.

Whoever takes the position of Dragon Queen will not easily let Lannister go.

At least she's kind of big-hearted, she just hates the bad guy, she just looks on at the innocent Lannister, happy to see us in trouble.

Well, if all the lions die, she will clap her hands and drink three glasses.

This attitude will make her subconsciously make the most unfavorable choice for Lannister.

For example, provoking my old sister to put the whole Lannister on the gambling table, and then she harvested all the lions for a fair reason.

Even if she does nothing, my elder sister, my uncle, and my relatives will continue to make efforts, but their efforts will not help solve the predicament except deepening the hatred between the two families.

It is true that the strength gap between the two sides is too great, and there is no room for struggle.

On the day when the Dragon Queen sweeps across the world, Lannister will most likely be trampled on wantonly like snow in the courtyard, and then melt into the mud. "

Jon looked at the dirty snow mixed with black mud and blood in the martial arts arena, and fell into thought.

"You swore fealty to the Dragon Queen?" he said hoarsely.

"Of course," Tyrion guessed that Jon had been persuaded, he was relieved, but he smiled wryly, "otherwise, where did my Tessa come from?"

"You broke your oath," Jon sighed.

"For the sake of my family and my blood relatives, I am willing to fall into the seven layers of hell!"

Tyrion's face was full of melancholy from the bottom of his heart, "The Dragon Queen speaks like a mountain, and she will not go back on her word if she acknowledges Aegon's priority of succession.

As long as Aegon sits on the Iron Throne, I will be Lord of Casterly Rock and lead the Lannisters to him.

—the fact that caused Lannister to surrender to Targaryen.

A righteous monarch would not hurt a subject for no reason, and Lannister was her nephew's vassal, not hers.

Maybe she will judge my brother and sister, but the rest of my relatives and family will be preserved. "

"For the sake of the family" Jon's eyes drooped, and he only looked at Erlu beside the fire in the martial arts field with a dim peripheral vision.

"What are you going to do?" he asked softly.

Become!

The dwarf was completely relieved.

"Tell me first, how strong is that woman?" Tyrion pouted to the red-robed woman below.

"Don't eat or drink, have unlimited magic power, and are proficient in prophecy, so you can avoid evil." Jon said.

"Prophecy?" The dwarf frowned. "Predictions are generally inaccurate, right? I know that moonsingers are the most proficient in prophecies, and they often regard visions as prophecies."

Jon thought of Aunt May's prophesied son and Arya, and nodded hesitantly.

Well, Aunt May mistook Rhea Karstark for Arya in the prophecy, and didn't realize that Jane Poole was fake afterwards.

Maybe it’s really a professional inaccuracy. The misunderstanding rate of Aunt May’s prophecy is very high, and the accuracy is not even as good as the forest witch who prophesied for Cersei, let alone the soul of a noble heart.

The soul of Noble Heart can barely be regarded as the monkey version of the "Green Dreamer" (the talent is not as good as Nine Keys), but people have successfully predicted the time and place of the birth of the Savior decades ago.

Afterwards, countless prophecies came out more casually, and they hit so many hits that the Brotherhood Without Banners relied on the old woman's prophecy to snoop out information from the outside world.

Well, other people listen to the Ravens and see what happened in the past; the Brotherhood Without Banners listens to the "Witch of the Woods Brand" broadcast and knows the future in advance.

"I heard that you are the savior in the Red God's prophecy?" Tyrion looked at Jon, then at the two deer below, and said strangely: "There must be a fake of the two saviors. Stannis looks like the real one no matter what." The king's pawn, isn't the priest of the Red God going to correct his mistakes?"

"What do you mean? You want me to instigate Melisandre to assassinate King Stannis?" Jon narrowed his gray eyes and looked at the dwarf warily.

"That woman frightens me," Tyrion said truthfully, "but she was not our object, and Aegon was not her object.

She wants to fulfill the Red God's prophecy. As long as we have the Iron Throne, we are also willing to recognize your identity as the son of the prophecy.

Both sides have a basis for cooperation.

In fact, you really shouldn't have saved him last time, letting him die directly at the hands of Little Skinner is good for everyone - you become the official savior, the priest of the Red God assists the real savior, and Aegon becomes the real king.

If you can make peace with it, we can save a lot of work. "

Facing the eager and expectant eyes of the little devil, Jon's expression changed several times, and finally he gritted his teeth and whispered in his ear: "During my resurrection, Her Majesty Daenerys did something wrong.

Seems like the prophecy was broken and I'm still a believer in the Old Gods anyway.

In the beginning, she really treated me like a child of prophecy and taught me many clever magic mysteries, but

After praying one day, she seemed to have received some kind of revelation from Rhloh, and her attitude towards me suddenly became indifferent, and even the magic teaching stopped. "

"What do you mean? Aren't you the savior of the resurrection of the King of Light? How did the Dragon Queen intervene?" The dwarf was shocked.

"The specific process is very complicated, and I don't quite understand it, but I'm sure that Melisandre will not give up on Stannis."

Isn't the spare tire just for use at this time, how could it be given up?

A glint of light flashed in Tyrion's eyes, he approached Jon's body, and asked gently: "Then, where is the limit of her strength?"

"The Shadowbinder's method is to hurt people from the back. If you face the enemy head-on." Jon stretched out his right hand and spread his five fingers. "Any mage will die under the siege of the five knights."

"Are you kidding me?" The dwarf squinted with strange eyes, "I suspect that even 50 knights can't hurt a single hair of the Dragon Queen. The red-robed priest has a higher realm than her, so she should be stronger."

"The strength of the Dragon Queen lies in the giant dragon. Without dragons, five knights are more than enough!" Jon affirmed.

The dwarf shook his head repeatedly and sighed: "You must have never seen her fighting style with your own eyes. She swung out a sword, and the 50-meter-long blade roared. The surrounding soldiers collapsed to the ground like dominoes."

"Elemental Flame Blade is just like that. Her real dragon roar is also a dragon soul entering her body. In fact, I can too."

"What do you know?" the dwarf asked in surprise.

"She will, and I will!"

Jon smiled reservedly, spread out his right hand, and a three-foot-high flaming sword was generated like a 3D projection.

(End of this chapter)