In the past, Drogo was indomitable, and so is Drogo after his rebirth. But compared to before, he is now more wise. He does not want to show off his courage unless necessary, and thinks twice before taking action.

With no wealth, few warriors, and no ships that could float in the black salt water, Drogo decided to start with the captured Qarth giants, so he asked: "Zaro, how much wealth do you have now? How many ships?

Ship? How many manpower?”

These words made Zaro secretly happy. As long as the barbarian leader was interested in things outside his body, he would have a chance of survival.

"I have enough wealth to buy half of the Kingdom of Qarth. In terms of ships, including luxury yachts, there are thirty-five in total. I don't have many people. After all, I am only a businessman, slaves, guards, sailors, etc. combined.

, only about five hundred people."

Drogo secretly spat: "Bah! I can buy half the kingdom."

King Ma knows that this upstart who has not been around for a long time has long been exploited by powerful foreigners. In fact, his treasure house has been empty for a long time. On the surface, he still has some luxuries that make the rich and powerful covet him and women pledge their bodies to him to blind him.

Just a product.

As for the other two, Zaro is also lying, but in fact he has more.

Being reduced to a piece of meat on the chopping board, and actually beating up Xiao Jiujiu, Drogo is not the weak Dany in the novel. His eyes became sharp and he shouted in an aggravated tone: "Tell the truth! Otherwise, you will never be able to tell lies!"

"

This was a death notice. Zaro was so frightened that he almost lost his mind. He quickly told the truth, and even prepared to throw out all the jewelry he had given to his more than thirty wives.

"I had a big problem with my overseas trade. I was boycotted by some envious colleagues, resulting in the loss of many big customers. In fact, in recent years, I have been unable to make ends meet. Except for some luxury goods for show, my treasury has long been empty.

, and there are nearly a hundred ships under my name that are ready to be sold. After reduction of manpower, there are only less than 200 people left. My wife..."

Drogo was not interested in those small fish and shrimps, so he waved his hand to stop: "Stop! Your wife's privacy is disclosed to outsiders casually. You are really a shameless stinky pig!"

In order to save one's life, what does moral integrity mean?

At this time, Zaro was only uneasy, his face did not even turn red, and he actively catered to him: "Khal Drogo, I am just a stinky pig, a stinky pig who will give everything I have to you."

If you lose money, you can still make money. If you lose your life, everything is empty. Zaro worked his way up from the bottom of the humiliation step by step. Only when his own value reached a high level did he start sweeping away fallen leaves like a strong wind.

Like take off.

He firmly believed that even if he became a pauper, he could rise quickly. After all, with experience, his horizons would be high enough to compete with the royal power.

Although he disdains Zaro's character, this is the kind of person Drogo needs right now.

He was so tired that he thought for a moment, yawned and said: "Let me save your life first, so that I can find you later. I will ask people to prepare parchments and quills for you later. You can write a letter."

I'll send someone to your housekeeper or wife, and ask them to send someone to transport all your existing belongings here. Pay attention, I will personally check it if you believe it. You can't play tricks, you want to ask for help, and you want to call the mercenaries of Qarth.

, I tell you clearly, unless you don’t want to die, it’s useless! You should know how to write it?”

When Zha Luo heard this, instead of feeling depressed, he replied flatteringly: "Thank you, King Ma, for your gift. I will serve you with my life! I will definitely satisfy you with the content of that letter."

Drogo despised him and shouted: "Argo, find a room to imprison him and keep him safe!"

"Yes, the blood of my blood."

Drogo deliberately chose Argo, the hot-tempered one, to look after him so that he would not live too comfortably. After all, no one could blaspheme Dany in front of him!

Thinking of Dany, the battle-experienced Horse King couldn't help but shiver, feeling that tonight would be another sleepless night.

Fortunately, it was daylight within a few hours.

"Rakaro ordered to go down and tell all the khalasars to rest for ten days, and there is no need to come to worship during this period."

After finishing, Drogo beat his waist and walked towards Dany with a sigh.

That unwillingness, the attitude of not knowing how to be blessed in the midst of blessings, made Jorah, who was about to stay alone in the empty room, extremely resentful, and the hand that grabbed the leather scabbard unconsciously used all his strength.

In the early morning, Drogo and his wife hugged each other and sat on the flat place at the top of the palace, letting the sunlight shine on them. Such beauty made him think of the term "beautiful spouse of the gods".

“Sssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss!”

In the sight of the two of them, the three young dragons had learned to glide, and were spreading their wings from high altitudes, and then landed smoothly on the ground, shouting and venting their excitement.

And their good friend Snowball also got to experience the thrill of flying. The three young dragons took turns letting him climb on his warm back, leading him to show off and fly!

As a mother, Dany was naturally very happy and said with a longing look on her face: "It is said that the dragon that the conqueror Aegon and his two sisters rode in the past may have been more than 150 meters long, and the shadow of its wings could cover

Live in a small town, and legend has it that as long as the dragons are given freedom, their size can increase infinitely! Husband, how long do you think it will take for Drogon, Rhaegal, and Viserion to let me, no, let us ride them around the world?

?”

Drogo was slightly dissatisfied with her poorly concealed last sentence, and replied calmly: "I don't know? But I think it won't be long."

Dany secretly thought: "Children, please grow up quickly. I can't wait to take you to see the dragon's lair in King's Landing!"

His wife had big ideas, but Drogo was pondering the question of shapechangers.

I don't know whether it was because he was too tired during this period, or whether it was a relic of his mother, but the weirwood arrow had been used as firewood by Jaco. Even if he didn't drink to numb his nerves, he could sleep until dawn and never enter the channel again.

Dreamland.

But just now, because he was too sleepy, he took a nap for a while, and seemed to have entered a psychic state again. In his dream, he saw three young dragons learning to fly in the palace garden.

Just when he was trying to figure out the authenticity of the dream, the enthusiastic Dany woke him up.

When he opened his eyes and took a look, the scene below happened to be connected with the dream. The young dragons in a quick beat all acted the same. The only difference was the distance of sight. The dream was very close, but the reality was very far!

"Is it possible that the wooden arrow carved with a weeping human face is in the garden below? But it is simply impossible!"

Drogo felt very confused about this, thinking that he would probably enter the psychic state again in the future, and there would be a chance to find out, so he didn't want to think too much.

Good days always pass quickly, and ten days passed quickly. Drogo sent people to summon the khalasars in front of the palace early in the morning.

His people received abundant food supplies and a good resting environment. The fatigue from running around for days had subsided, and they all looked very energetic.

Drogo was very pleased with their full state, but laziness can easily lead to people not wanting to make progress. Furthermore, the Dothraki were not used to staying in one place for a long time because they were a people of horses.

So he decided to leave this rare and good place and prepare to go to a prosperous place.

"Klassars, give you one day to fill all the skins with well water and pick all the edible fruits in the deserted city. When something is delivered from Qarth tomorrow, we will head to the coast of Slaver's Bay.

Astapor, whose emblem is the harpy!"

His people were puzzled by this decision, and many asked him why he gave up trampling on Qarth and chose a slave city-state ruled by a good lord?

Having offended the wizard leader of Qarth, the guardian of the Immortal Palace, and the Shadowbinder Quilizard was also dead, and the richest man was captured. Drogo felt that if he went forward aggressively, he would undoubtedly be putting a sheep in the tiger's mouth, so

He could only make this decision.

"The giant golden city of Qarth is still our target, but we have to postpone our trampling on it. The reason is that we need partners, those who have been castrated, well-trained, absolutely obedient to orders, have excellent combat skills, and are the ultimate killers without emotions.
Chapter completed!