Game of Thrones: The Strongest Dragon Mother

Chapter 690 Rescue the Dwarf

Hearing Sansa's introduction of Illyrio's identity, Erlu frowned and looked at the fat man, and said, "Where is Varys? Did you participate in his conspiracy to confuse Rhaegar's blood?"

Illyrio was dumbfounded, then his fat face turned blue, white and red, he raised his carrot-thick finger, pointed at Erlu, and said tremblingly: "You don't need to swear, and you don't need to change the subject!

His Majesty Aegon was raised by Sir Connington and Sister Ashara from an early age. His identity was personally recognized by the Dragon Queen and Prince Dolan. What qualifications and identity do you have to doubt him?

Hand over His Majesty Aegon quickly! "

"I am the legal king of the Seven Kingdoms!" Erlu's eyes were sharp as a knife, "It's you, a foreign businessman, why are you so actively involved in the affairs of the Seven Kingdoms?

What is Aegon to you, more eager than Sansa Stark? "

"I don't deny that sponsoring His Majesty Aegon has the idea of ​​seeking titles and fiefdoms, but I am a righteous businessman and an old friend of the Targaryen family. It is also my ideal to help Targaryen achieve justice."

Illyrio's expression was angry, his eyes were clear, and his tone was firm. He looked like a loyal minister who was persecuted and misunderstood.

"Don't change the subject," Sansa waved her hand impatiently, and asked Erlu, "Why didn't you release Aegon immediately? I have already done what you said. The True Dragon Alliance has obviously collapsed, and there is no longer any threat. Your throne."

"Are you forgetful?" Erlu's tone was also very bad, "I said at the time that when Davos obtained the military command of the Pseudo-Dragon Alliance, Aegon would be placed in a third party, that is, Jon Stark under the supervision.

I will let him go when the business of King's Landing is over, and you are sworn to self-exile. "

"That's what I said at the time, but you shouldn't have taken Aegon out of Winterfell. After leaving Winterfell, how can Jon guarantee Aegon's treatment and safety?"

"Do you think I'll stay at Winterfell forever?" Stannis asked back.

"You can leave a group of people in Winterfell to supervise Aegon, just like you did with Black Death," Sansa said.

Erlu glanced at Jon, and said coldly: "Sorry, your reputation is not worth my risk. I don't feel relieved to stay in Winterfell."

This was obviously meant for himself, and Jon was embarrassed and ashamed.

He blushed and said, "Your Majesty Stannis, is it too much for you to say that?

The Dreadfort has not been taken, and I have not completed my revenge on Roose Bolton, but I still sent two thousand cavalry to follow you south.

There are no three thousand cavalry in the entire northern border at this time, what else do you want? "

Erlu said indifferently: "I want you to win over the nobles in Hejian as the heir of Robb, and I want you [-] northern soldiers to go south with me."

Jon's army consists of three parts: the wildlings on the Great Wall, the rock species from Skaggs Island, and the private soldiers brought by the northern nobles.

The [-] cavalry he gave to Erlu all came from various princes in the northern border, wildlings, rock species, and even the clansmen who were beaten and disabled, all stayed in Winterfell.

According to Erlu's idea, Jon should not only fully support him to go south, but also replace Sansa and rebuild the alliance of "wolf, fish, and eagle".

Because Robb is not only the king of the North, but the princes of the river, including his grandfather's Tully family, have all pledged their allegiance to him.

Of course, Erlu is not stupid, he has never thought of picking a whole peach, and Jon will earn as many people as he can help him win over.

But Jon refuses.

He refused to send all his troops to go south with him, and he refused to write a letter of persuasion to Heiyu in Suohe City.

Jon is stupid to do his best to help Erlu at this time.

And Heiyu is Sansa's second grandfather, but he has nothing to do with him.

In the silence, Sansa suddenly asked, "Where are you going to take Aegon?"

—Go to King's Landing, in the Red Keep, try him in public, and then exile him, what a pity

A trace of helplessness appeared in Erlu Hantan's deep blue eyes, and then disappeared in an instant.

His face was expressionless, and his voice was flat and rigid. He said, "Go to White Harbor and take a boat south. I want to go back to Storm's End! That is Baratheon's family castle, and it cannot fall into the hands of outsiders."

——The northern border has never been his destination. He won the allegiance of the northerners, and then led Stark south to the Neck, conquering the princes of the river and even the princes of the valley along the way, rebuilding the "deer, wolf, fish, eagle" centered on the stag. "The alliance is his first and best wish.

Of course, now is not the worst situation, Aegon is out, loyal to the North, Iron Bank also helped him to buff unlimited money, crazy explosive troops, recruiting [-] to [-] mercenaries, can always hit the city of King's Landing.

During this conversation, the two sides broke up unhappy, but before leaving, Jon stayed alone in the camp tent at Erlu for a quarter of an hour.

"Your Majesty Stannis, I have always had a question. Winterfell is thousands of kilometers away from King's Landing. How do you know Aegon's military plan, and even the exact location of the northern and southern armies?" Jon asked this question, which troubled him for a long time. The problem.

"I have my own news channel." Erlu seemed unwilling to talk more, and said very vaguely and prevaricatedly.

"Is that Maester Theomo?"

Seeing Erlu's pupils shrinking suddenly, Jon knew that he guessed right, and smiled wryly: "Sure enough, Lord Mandalay's warning is correct.

I should have listened to him, and refused the services of Maester Theomo, and taken an apprentice from a northern nobleman.

Even if the ability is poor, at least loyalty can be guaranteed. "

"Bachelor Theomo is very loyal to the king." Erlu said lightly.

"But he is more loyal to the king on the Iron Throne!" Jon rubbed his numb cheeks vigorously, and lamented: "Haven't you ever thought about where the news about him came from?

The nobles in the northern border and the princes of the king's land have never had any contact with each other. In the past, they would not receive a single letter from the king's land all year round.

Even if there is a letter, it is a summary of news and has no timeliness at all.

Moreover, it is outdated political news, and only Winterfell is eligible to receive and send it. "

In fact, not only is the news in the northern border closed, but in this era when communication relies on crows and papermaking has not yet been invented, information flow in the Seven Kingdoms is slow.

For example, Maester Pylos on Dragonstone Island is responsible for collecting news from the Seven Kingdoms, but the news he receives belongs to the "monthly magazine".

Erlu's eyes flashed, and he said indifferently: "No matter where he got the news, as long as it is true and valuable to me, that's enough."

"You—" Jon's eyes widened, and he suddenly came to his senses: he knew that Theomo's purpose was not pure, but he would rather let Cersei take advantage of it than get rid of Aegon!

"Yes, I have been in touch with King's Landing. The Raven of the Red Keep brought news of the Alliance of True Dragons. I told His Majesty Stannis as soon as I saw him."

Maester Theomo's red and fat face was full of calm.

After returning to Winterfell, Jon immediately ordered him to be arrested and brought to the hall for trial.

"It turned out to be you!" Sansa had a complex expression on her face, including obvious disbelief, anger and murderous intent.

"But you are a bachelor, and you swear to be loyal to the emperor, and you have no second thoughts."

"I didn't betray Earl Manderly, nor Duke Jon." Theomo said calmly.

"Collude with Cersei, isn't it considered a betrayal?"

"Queen Cersei is the King of the Seven Kingdoms, and the traitors are Stannis and Aegon. I am helping my lord right the wrongs."

Theomo was not ashamed, his voice was steady and loud, without any trembling.

But his composure angered Sansa, she twisted her face angrily, and cursed: "Traitor, execute him!"

"Traitor, execute him!" The wildlings, northerners, and valley knights in the hall shouted angrily.

"Quiet!"

Jon stopped everyone, looked at the red-faced fat bachelor coldly, and said, "Do you still remember your bachelor's oath?"

"Hehe, Lord Jon, do you remember the night watchman's oath?" Theomo smiled softly, "Of course, you were tired of logging and died once.

But did I just jump out of a crack in the rock?

After wearing the necklace, the bachelor must give up his previous surname, have a name but no surname, and entrust all his loyalty to the lord.

But I can't get over a name I've used for decades, 'Theomore Lannister'.

I know I'm from Lannisterport, and I have family, friends, and kin in the Westmarch.

For the sake of logging, I am also willing to do the same as you, and I am willing to die once if I break my oath once. You can chop off my head. "

Jon felt as uncomfortable as eating a fly, but the other party was so conscious, and what he said was right, it made him unable to get angry.

"Put on black clothes and go to the Great Wall!" He sighed.

Dany patted the long crate made of fresh soldier pine, and suppressed a smile: "Is this the dwarf's coffin?"

"He's not dead yet." Mei Ji stood in the top-floor garden where the flowers were in full bloom and fruit abounded, looking around, she was amazed by everything around her.

"I'm not dead yet." The dwarf's weak voice came from inside the box.

Two Unsullied stepped forward, lifted the lid of the box, and lifted Tyrion, who was wrapped in a thick duvet, onto the lawn in the sun.

"Ah——" Ji Qi, who looked at the strange eyes closely, suddenly held her nose and backed away like an electric shock, "It stinks, the dwarf's corpse stinks."

The sky blue feathers were stained with thick yellow water and dark red blood, just like tearing apart the leaves of a zongzi, it was sticky, and even silk was drawn between the quilt and the flesh, a smell of salty rotting meat mixed with herbs The strange smell spread immediately.

Smoking makes people want to vomit!

After flying in the sky for two days, Tyrion looked even more miserable.

It was like a live chicken thrown into the frying pan and fried until it was burnt black, and then coated with a layer of expired tomato sauce, which was black and sticky.

"Your Majesty, save me! I'm so uncomfortable, it's like a fire is burning in my stomach."

The dwarf stared at one green and one jet-black pupil of different colors, pleading and pain almost overflowed from the eye sockets.

After the old Yimeng stepped forward to measure his temperature, he exclaimed: "Seven gods, the temperature exceeds 45 degrees!"

Then, he turned back to Dani and said, "Your Majesty, please save him. There is no cure for medicine and stones. We can only use large-scale lay on hands."

Dani was noncommittal, and approached the dwarf, carefully feeling the active fire magic power in the dwarf's viscera, took off the lobster glove on her right hand, and put her palm facing her heart, holding her five fingers empty.

Silently, strands of pale yellow fire floated out from all over the dwarf's body, and floated into Dani's palm.

After a short time, a black-red fireball the size of a ping-pong ball was condensed.

"Fire witchcraft and curses, Melisandre really wants your life!"

With a firm pinch of her right hand, the fireball snorted and annihilated, but Dani left a dark red mark of a skull on her white palm.

The skeleton's mouth was still opening and closing.

Dragon Spirit + True Dragon Roar!

The skin on the palm trembled slightly, and the mark of the skull turned into specks of dark red dust and fell, before it even landed on the grass, it disappeared into the air.

(End of this chapter)