Daenerys finished her words excitedly alone, and everyone present was stunned.
"Just you?" The Duke of Metz looked at her doubtfully.
Although the Duke of Metz is unreliable and has no brains, he is still very strict with his words. After his daughter gave birth to a child and got the dragon egg, Lady Olenna still told him about her grandson. Her daughter looks so called.
How many ways did a beauty, known as the Flower of Highgarden, think of to get Werther's body? There are so many beauties around Werther, how could she, Daenerys, be so virtuous?
"She really has a scar on her belly. If I hadn't known Werther, I would have believed it!" Second cousin Andrew Ismond was first angry at her, and then wanted to laugh.
Varys, the eight-clawed spider, shook his head and said nothing. He looked at Daenerys with admiration and disappointment in his eyes. He admired her for actually daring to sacrifice herself to avenge her family. Those who died for several Targaryen children should now be
I can rest in peace. I am disappointed in her because she did things beautifully. The reason I mentioned was to drag more people into the trap, but no one can say the same about Werther! Even Stannis has a higher credibility. p>
Buzz~~~
The huge Valyrian steel warhammer "Strife" flew out from Robert's hand, spinning in the air with a dull sound of breaking through the air, and quickly flew towards Daenerys.
The Kingsguard held Robert up, but Daenerys didn't expect that Robert's hand holding the war hammer had broken free, and she threw the war hammer over with one hand.
It was too late to dodge, and Daenerys could only watch the spinning hammer flying closer.
Boom!
The accuracy was still a bit off, and the hammer head flew past her face, smashing the luxurious wooden cabinet behind her.
Robert mentally confirmed that he threw it at her head!
"You all stand aside!"
The angry Robert lost some of his anger when he threw the warhammer, regained his senses, and immediately gave orders to the Kingsguard.
After the Kingsguards left his side, Robert walked to the broken cabinet and picked up the warhammer. Then he walked step by step in front of Daenerys and looked at her condescendingly. He asked expressionlessly: "You know what you think about me in my heart?"
What does it look like?"
Daenerys said nothing, she was frightened by Robert!
Daenerys had been prepared to die very early. She had thought about countless scenarios, including being publicly beheaded in the square of King's Landing, hanging on the gallows, or drinking a glass of poisoned wine and lying in bed sadly.
When I passed away, I just never thought that I, a woman, would have her head blown off with a war hammer!
Now Robert seems to have regained the bravery of his youth. He has a tall body, holding a huge Valyrian steel warhammer in his hand. He has half-length hair and thick beard, and a calm expression, like a head.
A lion ready to go!
"Poor!"
Ignoring Daenerys, Robert looked into her eyes and began to talk to himself.
"I adhere to the way of chivalry, and wars between adults do not involve children. I know every move of you and your brother from childhood to adulthood. I have never thought of killing you. Watching you go from the royal family to the common people, you are subjected to
All kinds of cold looks and ridicule, and you are surrounded by people who want to take advantage of your identity, until you grow up and want to fight back!"
"Cute!"
Robert then said:
"The culprit is dead, but I am soft-hearted and want to keep you girl alive so that you can have a good death. After coming to the Red Keep, your erudition and deliberate approach made me think you were cute for a few days!" p>
The ministers nearby heard this and confirmed that Robert should have contracted the disease from her when he was in King's Landing.
"Hateful!"
Robert raised his voice:
"I have put aside the hatred of the previous generation and have not made things difficult for you. Apart from being unable to leave the Red Keep, I have never restricted your freedom! You can read books, and I even agreed to let you receive guests in the Red Keep! And you actually want to
Kill me by contracting the disease! Your bachelor ancestor must have been involved, I immediately ordered him to be beheaded!"
"No!"
Daenerys finally spoke: "It was all my own idea. Maester Aemon really doesn't know anything. He and I only talked about history and anecdotes. Even the assistant maester in the Red Keep can testify!" p>
Daenerys, Maester Aemon, who just turned 100 years old this year, really respects him from the bottom of her heart and does not want him to be implicated by her.
"Poor! Cute! Hateful! Now I just think you are ridiculous!"
But Robert was still talking to himself and did not follow her topic:
"I know Werther, and I know women better. I, Robert, am the king of the Seven Kingdoms, and I am also the authority of the Seven Kingdoms when it comes to women! Those women who want to get in with Werther have to compete privately. There are all kinds of things around him.
Surrounded by beauties but never adding color, you only have a good-looking face and a petite and shriveled figure. If your surname was not Targaryen, Witt would never say a word to you!"
Robert waved his hand and asked the Kingsguard to pick up the clothes and put them on Daenerys.
"Witt often told me when he was a child that men who can't control their private parts can't achieve great things, and sooner or later they will fall on women. But I just can't control myself, and I often slap him on the head and joke that he doesn't understand emotions. This is a man's life.
To conquer women. And now I very much agree with what he said, and I am very envious of Werther for being able to do this!"
The two Kingsguards have already put robes on Daenerys, holding her on the left and right.
"Put her and the maids around her in the dungeon. Tomorrow Werther will go to the High Court, and you will be interrogated with magic. After the charges of murdering me are found out, everyone will be judged as they should! And now!
!"
Robert raised his hand and pointed at Daenerys:
"If you dare to slander my biological brother, Duke Werther of Tyrosh, cut out her tongue!"
Two Kingsguards twisted her arms with one hand and pushed her to the ground. One locked her chin, and the other pulled out her tongue.
Barristan had just put his hand on the hilt of the sword when the thoughts of the Targaryen family began to attack again in his heart, and his hands began to tremble as he froze in place.
Seeing him like this, Linn Corbray of the Kingsguard shook his head, pulled out the Valyrian sword Lady Silence, walked over a few steps and swung the sword, and the sharp sword blade passed in front of Daenerys' eyes.
The pink and fragrant tongue fell on Lynn Corbray's hand.
"Find a magician to stop her bleeding. She can't die before Werther comes!" Robert noticed Barristan's performance, but didn't say anything.
Except for the Kingsguard who were assigned the task, no one dared to pay attention to Daenerys who was crying in pain. Robert's current performance stunned all the ministers present. They did not expect that Robert's illness would make people so rational.
, Robert might really become a very good king if this continues, but when I look back, I realize that Robert's body under his clothes has been corroded by illness, and how long he can live depends entirely on God's will.
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In the Dorne desert, the cavalry who had returned to the Hall of Hell were resting. The generals had just discussed the next step in Nymeria's tent and were preparing to have dinner after coming out.
Two non-staff members, Tyrion and Jorah, found something to do at this time and took the initiative to take on the task of feeding the dragon.
"Oda Weying, Werther and I are good friends, can you take me to fly around in the sky?" Tyrion said, riding on a sheep.
"You must be like Nymeria and speak High Valyrian to the dragon!" Ser Jorah struggled to pull the rope. There were several sheep tied to one end of the rope. They kept moving back and did not dare to approach the dragon. "If I knew dragon language, would I still need a sheep?" Tyrion moved his body, trying to get the sheep under him to take two steps, but there was no response.
Sheep react very strongly when encountering danger. When Tyrion took off the blindfold of the sheep, it was frightened to death, and now it just stood with its limbs stiff.
Jorah on the side said: "You don't have to be a dragon knight to fly into the sky!"
"You have a way?" Tyrion didn't believe it. Everyone who had seen the dragon knew that the dragon only dealt with Targaryen and the Baratheon family.
Jorah gestured with Tyrion's height with his hand: "It's not easy to fly into the sky. Let Aldaviying bite you in its mouth. Considering its strength and your weight, as long as it flicks its neck,
You should be able to fly up to the clouds!"
"Hey, that's okay, but it doesn't look good flying like this. I can sit on the sofa and fly!"
Tyrion followed Jorah's words and was not angry at all. As long as they were acquaintances he recognized, they could make any kind of joke.
The hot climate in Dorne made Odawein very comfortable. It dug a small hole in the sand and slept in it. Jorah and Tyrion led the sheep from one side of the hole to the other.
At the leading position, it feels like walking for a long afternoon.
The two of them looked at Aoda Weiying lying in a small pit, playing with the sheep in his hands, and exchanging unreliable methods for controlling dragons.
The quiet Aoda Weiying suddenly raised his head and looked to the east, bringing up a large amount of yellow sand flowing down from the sky like a waterfall.
"Run away!" There was so much sand falling that Jorah saw that Tyrion was almost buried.
Tyrion was also anxious and couldn't exert any strength on the fine sand: "Don't worry about the sheep in your hand, just pull me up!"
Jorah threw away the rope in his hand, lay on the sand and crawled to Tyrion's side, grabbed Tyrion's breastplate and dragged him out of the sand.
"Bah! Bah! What happened to Aoda Weiying?"
"Bah! Bah! I didn't know, so I just moved my neck and that's it!"
The two of them rubbed their eyes and spit out the sand they had eaten in their mouths.
Aoda Weiying stood up with his whole body, stretched out his huge wings, and began to roar.
The low and huge roar of the dragon spread throughout the ruins of the Hell Hall. The sound contained angry emotions. The tent tarpaulins vibrated with the sound. Many timid war horses and sheep were so frightened that they collapsed to the ground, even those crawling on the ground.
The scorpions have retracted their pincers and tails.
There was chaos in the entire camp. Nymeria ran out of the tent, looked at the dragon that was about to take off, and ran towards it.
"Oda Weiying, what happened?" Her shout did not reach far in the noisy camp, but the dragon could clearly sense it.
"Witt is calling me! He is very angry!" Audaweiying crawled a few steps on the ground, looked at Nymeria with his huge dragon head, and sparks were flying from his mouth when he spoke.
"Go!" Nymeria knew that something serious must have happened to Werther. After hearing the reason, she turned around and began to instruct her men to calm the horses.
Aodaweiying understood that the noise he had just made was a bit loud, so he did not take off where he was. Instead, he ran for a long distance before fluttering his wings and flying into the sky.
Tyrion watched the giant dragon take off in the distance and roll up yellow sand like a sandstorm: "The dragon is going east, is it back to Tyrosh? Duke Werther is going to kill people again?"
Jorah: "Not necessarily. In addition to being able to fight, dragons are also very good means of transportation, but they consume too much meat and are not cost-effective."
"It sounds like you have a dragon!" Tyrion began to mock.
"I'm telling the truth!"
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Werther was really angry after receiving Andrew's letter in Tyrosh. Robert was seriously ill. After seeing it, the magicians and children of the forest said that there was no cure. Their magical inheritance was of the same lineage as his own, and their strength was not the same.
Although Gao has rich theoretical knowledge, if they say it can’t be cured, then it really can’t be cured!
Audaweiying returned to Tyrosh and flew to Highgarden with Werther and Renly, accompanied only by Renly's dragon.
Werther and Renly didn't dare to think too much along the way. Things would only get worse and worse. What they had to do now was to rush to Highgarden as soon as possible.
This was the first time Odawying flew to the Reach. It was too big and would be regarded as intimidating or threatening wherever it appeared without invitation, so Werther never let it fly in Westeros.
The mainland is flying around, and it can only move freely in the Stepstone Islands and the Stormlands. It will not let it pass without Robert's order in the royal territory.
The dragon was going to be taken away from the battlefield, and Nymeria's safety was no longer guaranteed. Witte naturally had to do something. So after setting off from Tyrosh, he flew to Dorne, flying over every hostile force from east to west.
The castle.
When flying over Soul Hill, Shen'en City, and passing by the small town of Wells where counter-rebel troops were stationed, Audaweiying lowered his height to the lowest level and sailed over the camp from a height of 10 meters above the ground.
With a body length of more than 150 meters and wings of nearly 200 meters, this size can completely block the sun when flying over the military camp. The wind brought by the huge wings can easily blow over a tent. It only takes two horses to touch the swinging tail tip lightly.
The carriage that could only be pulled by a horse was instantly shattered into pieces, and the faint fire coming from the dragon's mouth made people even more frightened.
Some of the soldiers in the camp had participated in the siege of Tyrosh. At that time, the dragons belonged to the allies. They still remember the excitement when they easily burned down the city walls and enemy troops. But now the dragons belong to the man who is the leader of the enemy army. The man on the carriage
The heavy crossbow arrow is as long as a person. It originally looked very big, but now when I look up and see the huge and thick scales of the low-flying dragon, the heavy crossbow seems to have no effect.
Werther and the dragon just flew over the head without launching an attack. This sense of oppression can make people's legs weak and feel deep despair.
Veidt wants Nymeria to conquer Dorne, so he can't do it himself, so he does what he says! All the way to the west, he only works with Oda Weiying to intimidate.
After passing through the town of Wells, it came to Yronwood City and circled for a few times before flying away. When it reached the friendly forces, it was a different scene. When passing by Tianji City, all the nobles and soldiers in the city came to
The streets cheered to the sky.
And in the far west of Dorne, the city of Bramont, which is being besieged by Dane and the Manwudi family, also welcomes the dragon.
The red and white dragons circled around the city. Wherever the defenders on the city wall had an advantage, the dragons would swoop down, then hover at low altitude, spitting out flames from their mouths.
In less than an hour, a gate of Blemont City, which had been resisting for twenty days, was breached, but the dragon did not touch even a brick in the city.