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Chapter 221: The New King of the South

Drogo is very good at understanding the temperament that a person in power should have, and he just wants to create an effect of suppressing desire first.

Even if Brienne feels that she is needed, it will not weaken her dominance.

The defeated tall girl knelt awkwardly and placed the ice sword on Drogo's heel.

"I am yours, Your Majesty. I am your loyal guard, or whatever role you ask me to play. I will protect your safety and obey your instructions. In times of danger, I am willing to dedicate my life.

.....”

No matter how nice the words are, it is better to show reality. Drogo does not believe in any new or old gods.

He turned back and looked down at the bird's nest she was carrying, and said in a confidential manner: "Catelyn Tully is dead, but you will see her again one day. The wolves are still alive, Sansa Stark, and Ellie."

Yar Stark has his own creation, no need to look for it, they will appear when the time comes, because winter is coming."

In Drogothila, the wolves are all pawns of the fire god R'hllor, and their fate has been unintentionally tied, pushing them towards the direction of resisting the White Walkers.

Brienne thought carefully and said in surprise: "Your Majesty, are you saying that the lady and Miss Arya are still alive?"

She only cares about the people she cares about, and she automatically ignores the fact that winter is coming.

Drogo only made his judgment based on the plot of Game of Thrones, and he couldn't predict the future of those people.

"As a person lives in this world, misfortunes and fortunes happen overnight. I can't guarantee that you, who are in charge of the ice, are inextricably connected with them. Just remember this."

The new master's behavior and speech are difficult to understand. Although his words seem to be nonsense, Brienne also feels that it is somewhat credible. This is due to the person's temperament.

Brienne grasped the hilt of the sword tightly with her thick, calloused fingers, leaned over to bow to him again, and knelt directly on the ground.

Drogo was hit hard on the side of her face by her, but her voice remained the same as before: "Someone, take her to Qyburn for treatment."

A guard pushed open the door and entered, leading Brienne, who was seriously injured, to retreat.

Drogo ordered: "Go and bring Lord Selwyn."

Gaining Brienne's loyalty and returning a small island of Tarth is nothing to Kaa.

The prerequisite is that Earl Selwyn must also surrender to him.

Although the Storm Land is the smallest region among the Seven Kingdoms, it cannot be left alone. This old guy has been managing the fiefdom for many years, so he is the most suitable person to help him manage the territory.

As a military doctor, Koch naturally stayed in the military camp all the time. The main force of the war sweeping the Stormlands was the braided warriors, so recently he had been staying in the grass-woven palace of the Dothraki to treat the wounded.

Under the guidance of the Unsullied, Brienne slowly walked through this sea of ​​Dothraki.

She had never seen so many people gathered together, nor had she seen such a strange and mind-numbing group of people.

The Dothraki usually wear fine clothes and spray perfume, but under the sky, they abide by ancient traditions.

Both men and women are dressed simply, wearing a painted leather vest, horsehair leggings, and a bronze belt around their waists.

Male warriors used animal fat from the oil pits to smear their long braids into a shiny black color.

They feasted on roasted horse meat with honey and pepper, drank fermented mare's milk and Illyrio's fine wine, and laughed at each other across the campfire. The words sounded strange and harsh in Brienne's ears.

This was just a Dothraki camp, but it was enough to give Brienne a new understanding of the strength of her new master.

In her opinion, Drogo's military strength is already stronger than any other prince in the Seven Kingdoms.

The rumors are indeed true!

Selwyn, who was imprisoned in the Unsullied military camp, had different opinions from his daughter, but they were both shocked.

The huge fleet led by Corenza has already made him despair. If these killing machines and female horses are added to the mix, it will be like a scene of locusts passing through the border. It is unimaginable!

He has no idea of ​​his future destiny now. If he knew that Drogo wanted to recruit him, it would be impossible for him to refuse to work for him.

As the date of Drogo's appointment with Prince Doran approaches, the situation in the Stormlands becomes clearer.

There was no need for a conquest, and the minor vassals who originally belonged to the Baratheon family came to surrender one after another.

Except for Highgarden, which is attached to King's Landing, Drogo controls all of the Southland.

Now he can completely replace Renly Baratheon and call himself the King of the South!

One day, Drogo was summoning the new lords of Bronze Gate City to serve when he suddenly heard a noise coming from outside the meeting hall.

And he also faintly heard the roar of a dragon.

Recently, the three giant dragons have been hanging around Shipbreaker Bay fishing and rarely come back.

Could this continuous roar be an enemy attack?

Drogo was shocked and ran out in a hurry.

As a result, he met the little devil who came to take revenge in panic.

He reported urgently: "Your Majesty, for some reason, the giant dragon suddenly descended on the ruins of the kingdom, and the riots continued with bared fangs and claws!"

Drogo was relieved to just be wreaking havoc among the ruins.

But he still wanted to take a look, because the dragon's behavior was very unusual.

"Ssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss"

"Drogon, Rhaegal, Viserion, stop making trouble, stop it, calm down!"

Drogo came to the scene and found that the rioting dragon continued to go his own way despite his mother's orders to stop him.

The three giant dragons shook their giant tails and swept across everything, clawing at the ground with their claws.

Their power is astonishing, and one claw can do the work of several people for a day!

Seeing the anxious Dany's eyes gradually turning red and her voice becoming hoarse, Drogo understood this very well.

There are few mothers in this world who are not worried about their children. The dragon can understand their orders, but the couple cannot understand the dragon language.

The dragon may be ill, but they can only worry.

The dragon refused to listen and kept shouting. The dragon's behavior was very abnormal.

Seeing thick smoke seeping out from between the children's teeth, this is a prelude to spitting out fire.

There are many famous residences near the palace. Once the explosive dragon flames of destruction erupt, half of the Midsummer Hall will be destroyed.

We can't let them stay here and mess around.

Drogo and his wife rushed to the children in unison.

The dragon knights of ancient Valyria relied on powerful magic spells and mana-laden horns to control their mounts.

Drogo and his wife do not have a magic horn, nor do they know the spell to control the dragon.

But in their desperation, they figured out a method that might be useful, that is, like riding a horse, trying to calm down the child by giving him personal comfort.

So the couple each picked up their riding whips and climbed onto the backs of Drogon and Rhaego in the thick gray fog.

Viserion is the smallest dragon. As long as his brother or sister is subdued, he will calm down.

When Drogo whipped the right side of his fiery war horse, the red horse ran to the left, because the horse's first instinct was to stay away from danger.

And when his whip landed on Drogon's right side, it turned to the right, for a dragon's nature is to attack.

However, the couple's whipping was useless, and the dragon who sat down didn't care at all about the itching whip hitting his body.

Suddenly, Drogo realized a crucial point.

He felt that the dragon was not going crazy or suffering from illness, but was excited.

Because he and Dany were riding on the back of the dragon and beating them, they couldn't throw them away.

It means they are not angry, they care about their parents.
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