The family has been destroyed, and if there are any remnants, Dany doesn't know about them.

Now Drogo is the person closest to Dany, but she has always had a deep awe bound to her soul for the man in front of her who is aloof and whose aura is overwhelming, so much so that she shamelessly went to learn from Dorea. Something indescribable.

With the advent of the dragon, and her identity as the descendant of the true dragon confirmed, Drogo's oppression on her has relaxed a lot, but now it has returned to its former self.

Dany said to herself in her heart: "I am the daughter of a true dragon, and he is just one of many human kings. A true dragon will not kneel before others."

However, thinking so, her pride was also tended to be eroded. In order to avoid embarrassment and dissatisfaction, she had already turned down the beautiful little silver horse that matched her beauty and knelt behind Drogo.

Everyone knows that she is now just Khaleesi of the Horse King, the woman behind Kaa. Only in the dead of night can Dany have a chance to rise above the King.

Drogo is a born king who can be strong in adversity, and the young dragon has become a part of him. Dany suddenly feels ridiculous.

"I originally thought I had the capital to fear nothing, but now it seems that I am not even as good as my second brother Viserys. Although he is a beggar king, at least he has been holding on to his poor and pathetic life until death comes. arrogant."

"Hiss..."

Dany's kneeling seemed to be disgusted by Rhaegal and Viserion. After flapping her wings and flapping her, they slid off her jade body, leaving only a few light red claw marks to accompany her.

Leaving their mother, the two young dragons looked at the whole scene and only gave favor to Drogo.

They clumsily climbed onto Drogo's charred war horse, where he was sitting and panting, and then onto his shoulders. Together with Drogon who stood above him, they straightened their long necks and looked down at the crowd of beasts.

Miraculously, the flames that were still burning on Drogo's body were like flowing blood seeping into the scales of Rhaegal and Viserion, causing them to rise with thick steam!

As a person involved in this strange phenomenon, Drogo naturally felt it in detail, but he had no intention of delving into these unexplainable mysteries, because the dragon is a deified creature that should not exist in the world!

Drogo focused most of his attention on the Bloodscarred Lion King, the only one in the audience who did not obey him.

The lions fell to the ground, seemingly with the acquiescence of the Lion King. It did not stop it, nor did it get angry. It only slowly spread its legs, walked through the white snow, and passed the Dothraki who no longer trembled in fear at its approach. They stopped only when they reached their king.

The Lion King has more than a thousand subordinates and occupies a crushing advantage, but Drogo, who is condescending, sees its fear. He understands that the Beast King is not afraid of him, but the dragon reflected in its blood eyes. !

“Sssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss!”

The dragons on Drogo saw the Lion King's unusual behavior as a provocation, and they roared with strength, and wisps of white smoke spewed out from their mouths!

It seemed that they had absorbed the flames from their father's body and amplified the fire in their bodies. With their hard work, they actually spit out a fleeting flame!

Faced with a small thing that could be swallowed in one bite, the lion king seemed to be hit by a torrent and took several steps back.

The white lion is most afraid of fire, and the dragon is the king of fire. Is he a demon or a demon?

For the Lion King, what makes him feel uneasy is not the ferocious appearance of the young dragon, but the coercion of a higher life level exuded by the young dragon!

After defeating Mago and successfully absorbing over a hundred elite warriors, Drogo lacked interest in the inevitable battle between man and beast, so he wanted to end it.

He turned sideways, waved to Dany, motioned for her to come closer, then forcibly took off the baby dragon from his body and placed it in her arms.

"My Khaleesi, my bloodriders, my khalasars, you leave first in the direction of the sunset, and I will come back later."

No one dared to disobey Kaa's orders at this time. Those on horseback and those on foot without horses quickly disappeared in the lion king's bloody eyes, leaving only the giant who controlled the crown prince.

In Drogothila, his people could not bear the attack of the beast tide, and if they stayed, they would be completely wiped out. However, he had an inexplicable confidence that he could escape the danger, so he chose to stay in the rear.

With nothing to worry about, Drogo is ready to make a crazy decision that may get him immediately wrapped in claws and fangs.

"drink!"

Drogo gathered all his strength, poured it into his left palm, and pressed it on the center of the mount's shoulder blades. Then he pressed hard, and the extremely weak horse bent its front knees and fell to its knees with a "Bang!"

On the ground!

He dismounted in this extremely domineering manner, carried the lion cub, and slowly walked to the lion king, and said sharply: "Big man, I don't mean to offend, everything is for a better survival!"

The meaning is soft, but the tone is extremely arrogant!

And what he really wants to express is not just to survive, but to survive.

The dragon did not dare to yell in front of him, but the Lion King would not give Drogo a good look, so it responded by baring its teeth and roaring.

Fortunately, neither of them understood what the other was saying, so they hurt each other in a friendly manner.

Drogo smiled, showing no fear on the surface. Instead of retreating, he advanced. He gently placed the cub in front of it, then grabbed a handful of red sand, wiped away the milk that the cute ball had vomited on his body, and came again.

He turned around gracefully and walked away.

He has no fire, no horses, no hands, he is so casual and willful, brushing away the dirt and keeping his surname and name deep inside.

"Roar! Ouch!..."

However, the collective roar caused by the Lion King made him unable to walk as if he had been struck by lightning.

"What the hell, it turns out that good people are bullied by beasts!"

Drogo cursed and turned around with an indignant look. There were obvious signs of being ready to fight, but there was a faint expectation in his eyes.

"Ooooooo."

The lion cub yelled, and the situation that was about to get out of control suddenly returned to silence.

"call......"

Drogo breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that he had made the right bet.

He trusted his intuition. For some unknown reason, the young lion was extremely attached to him, and his intimacy was even higher than that of the three young dragons who were related by blood.

Seeing the majesty of the young lion, he had no choice but to take a gamble. After all, there is no sure path, and life requires taking risks to have the possibility to shine.

The silence was quickly broken by the lion king, who was very dissatisfied and howled at the crown prince. The cub was not afraid of him at all and opened his mouth to roar back.

Drogo was sweating coldly as he watched the two quarreling nervously, secretly cheering for the young lion, hoping that the younger one could beat the older one.

He was simply a lucky star. As he expected, the young lion actually won the argument, and he also saw a picture that subverted his three views.

The depressed lion king touched his paws and touched the blood marks that were obviously darker and redder than the color of the cub's eyebrows. Then he lay on the ground and lowered his head!

Drogo originally thought that the little guy was the son or daughter of the Lion King, but now he changed his mind, because how could I kneel down to my son?

He also thought of a possibility and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Isn't this little guy not the crown prince, but the real king of the white lion clan!!"

The blood marks on the cub's brow were more oozing than those of the larger lion, which was extraordinary at first sight, so he felt that this guess was most likely to be true.

"No wonder those beasts had to roar several times before they obeyed, but the little ones just meowed and then they all lay down."

As a result, Drogo was still scared, so he walked forward carelessly to greet the lion cub running towards him, wagging its tail like a domestic dog.

I wonder if the little guy can understand human speech, so Drogo rubbed his head and said goodbye to him in all the languages ​​he knew: "Thank you, goodbye, three buckles, Goodbye...!"

"

As he spoke, the lion cub hugged his thigh with his paws in a humane manner, looked at him with big watery eyes, and nuzzled him from time to time, and purred.

With such terrifying expressive skills, Drogo can understand it even if he is an idiot, and this little guy wants to follow him.

Drogo tried to push it away, and then ran away slowly, but it stumbled after him and hugged his thigh again, tighter than before!

He really wanted to keep this fighting beast that was comparable to a direwolf!

It's just that this guy's men are looking at him fiercely, especially the big guy, who looks like they want to eat him until there's no shit left. For these guys who are more cruel than the poison queen Cersei, Drogo

How could Cumin dare to be an eyesore? He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and began to teach: "Humans and beasts have different paths. You eat raw meat, and I eat barbecued meat, so you can't follow me...!"

He talked a lot about the grudges between humans and beasts, trying to arouse its dislike, but Drogo's already hot and dry mouth almost started to smoke, and the little guy still refused to give in.

He had no choice but to compromise. He pointed to the lion cub, then to himself, and finally to the front, and said, "Okay, I'll take you with me."

The little guy immediately withdrew his claws and called out to the big guy excitedly.

After hearing this, the big guy roared obviously anxiously. After the two sides communicated for a while, it stopped making noises and pounced on Drogo without any warning.

Drogo was shocked and quickly kicked the lion cub under his feet, blinking repeatedly to signal it to mediate quickly.

But the little guy didn't help him this time, but walked aside silently.

Drogo was so upset that he was a bit of a slut and asked the big man to make a fight, which happened.

However, only one of them rushed towards him, and he was not afraid at all. What he was afraid of was the incoming tide of beasts.

"Hmph! Let me play with you with my bare hands!"

Drogo threw away his scimitar confidently, clenched his fists, and prepared for the attack.

He is no longer the little kid who shivered in front of the white lion. Now he is a king, a more fierce and domineering existence than the white lion!

"Ouch!"

The beast was a beast, with no technical content. The big man opened his mouth and grabbed his neck, leaving the empty door exposed. Drogo kicked him in the stomach, and then he quickly dodged and barely escaped the pressure.

The huge body coming up.

As expected of a leader, after pouncing on a dog to chew its shit, the big guy immediately turned around and bit his opponent's thigh.

Drogo was huge, but his body was as flexible as a dancer. He leaned forward, pressed him on his head, used the force to do a backflip, and made sure to face the lion's head, and landed on top of it.

Before it could sit firmly, he clenched his fist and hit its nose hard. With a "click", the bridge of the nose was broken.

After succeeding, Drogo immediately rolled sideways, stood up, and patted the dust on his body, indicating that the battle was over.

The big man with blood gushing from his nose howled in pain and fluttered around for a while, then gasped and didn't want to move.

The lion cub rushed up, fell on it and howled loudly.

This battle seems easy and freehand, but in fact Drogo is good at attacking the White Lion's weaknesses, and can often win with one blow or one sword.

All cats have a common feature, their nose is very sensitive, but it is also their weakness. Damage to their nose will cause them injury or death!

Drogo once killed a horse with one punch, but considering how powerful his punch was, in order to avoid fatal trouble, he had already restrained himself a lot.

The big guy was a king-like guy after all. After resting for a moment, he stood up with his head tossed and walked towards Drogo with the lion cub.

Approaching, it pushed the little guy to Drogo's feet, and gave him a humane chin, then howled a lot to the lion cubs, licked each other's cheeks, and then turned and left.

Drogo finally understood what the big guy meant: "It seems that it wants to test my strength and see if I have the ability to protect its king, but it is risking its life for nothing."

"Roar! Ouch!..."

With the big man's violent roar, the beast tide surged, heading towards the sea of ​​grass.
Chapter completed!