Game of Thrones: The Strongest Dragon Mother

Chapter 413 "Heroes" Gather in Slave Bay

A seagull spreads its slate gray wings and forms a leisurely figure against the clear blue sky.

It looked down at the white sails of the sea, and finally slid obliquely into the red brick city of Astapor.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the galleon "Orange Wine" slowly approached the Astapor pier.

The hot sea breeze from the land blows the disheveled blond hair of the dwarf on the side of the boat.

"I'm going to see your aunt soon, why are you still looking so sad? You're not me, so I don't worry about losing my head.

The aunt and nephew hugged each other and wept. What a touching scene. Just thinking about it makes me want to cry. said Tyrion to the youth beside him, grinning.

The sea of ​​summer is hot, and Tyrion and the youth are dressed similarly: a thin linen blouse with an open chest, silk trousers that reach the knees, and leather sandals on their feet.

The young man was slender, well-proportioned, seventeen or eighteen years old, with silver half-length hair, violet eyes, and a handsome man with a feminine temperament.

The sailors and passengers on the Orange Wine called him Little Griffin, and they knew that he came to Slaver's Bay with his father Old Griffin and several entourages to look for relatives.

Little Griffin's aunt was said to have made a fortune during the Liberation War in Slaver's Bay.

"You warned me that going to her empty-handed would make me look like a beggar," said little Griffin sullenly.

"There is no doubt that you are a beggar compared to her. It is not shameful to know this. In front of such a ruthless character, your father is not much different from a beggar." The little devil said with a smile.

"My father is a real dragon, and I am a real dragon, and my inheritance is still ahead of her!" Little Griffin growled.

"That's the problem, your father is dead, and now you are left with an illusory, unrecognized inheritance, the mother of four dragons, the queen of Slaver's Bay, the Valkyrie on the battlefield, and the slave traders all over the world. The devil of the world, the savior of the suffering slaves, Misha."

The little devil looked at the great pyramid bathed in golden sunlight in the distance, and sighed: "Look, what a magnificent building, it's just one of her sleeping quarters.

It is said that in Kaiyuan and Meereen, there is a pyramid with rich interior decoration as the queen's palace. "

"Westeros is her hometown, and the Red Castle is her home, our home." Little Griffin emphasized.

"Never slept a night there, had a breakfast there, a home that only existed in fantasy?"

As expected, Tyrion was delighted to see the little prince contorted in anger again, but his face was flushed and he was speechless.

The little devil couldn't help but think of Joffrey, who was often furious by himself.

What a gift I have for pissing off princes!

However, it feels good, and this is the only fun left in the boring sea travel.

he thinks.

But thinking of Joffrey, the little devil immediately restrained the smile from the corner of his mouth.

It was very pleasant to see the princes being stimulated to jump their feet, but it was also very painful to expose the slaps that the princes slapped. Not only did it hurt, but it might even kill me.

Lesson learned.

So, he quickly comforted him: "Actually, there's nothing wrong with being a beggar. At least, your miserable appearance can arouse my aunt's love and affection. Maybe I'll give you a dragon."

"I don't want to win her sympathy by selling misery," the little Griffin became even more angry, the veins on his neck stood out, "she is my aunt, and she will marry me and become my wife. Dragons have three heads, so we don't need her." Send, I was originally one of the heads."

The little devil slapped his forehead and moaned: "Look, look, what did the old Griffin say to you!"

At this moment, a small boat with a green dragon flag on a black background approached the galleon. The small boat sailed parallel to the side of the ship. A customs officer in white short-sleeved blue stripes stood at the bow, holding a bronze The leather trumpet shouted:

"Where did the merchant ship come from, and what kind of goods are they transporting?"

On the chest of the customs house, there is also a green dragon, just a green dragon flying high, not the red-bottomed three-headed black dragon of the Targaryen family.

The galleon lowered the rope ladder, pulled a customs officer and two Unsullied onto the deck, and brought them into the cargo hold below.

A trace of anxiety and doubt arose in Little Griffin's heart, he withdrew his gaze, and said compulsively, "What's wrong, is there something wrong?

There are only two Targaryens left in the world, me and her. According to the custom, we will join together like the Aegon siblings and take back the Iron Throne together.

And, as Lord Illyrio told me himself, my aunt needs help, and she needs me!

She once wrote to Illyrio, asking about the prophecy that the dragon had three heads, and she planned to invite Count Velaryon to be a dragon knight.

That's why I reject your suggestion to bring troops back to China immediately.

The Golden Group only has 1 people, and they can take the Stormlands at most. What I want is the Iron Throne, not Storm's End. "

Well, along the way from the Lorne River to Volantis, Tyrion repeatedly encouraged the little Griff to lead the golden group to Dorne, and then joined forces with Dorne's Uncle Daolang to go south to the Stormlands and fight all the way to King's Landing.

At this time, Tyrion began to blacken slowly - he had a heart demon because of killing his father, he couldn't bear it, and wanted to find revenge on his bitch sister as soon as possible.

According to the original plot, the little Griffin was really fooled away-well, Tyrion himself stayed behind and was captured by Jorah Mormont who went to the brothel to seek comfort.

But the butterfly effect Danni caused was too great.

First of all, she is not as heartless as the original Daenerys. She took the three big ships of Illyrio and the cargo of hundreds of thousands of golden dragons on board. forget.

Dany immediately asked the sea merchant of Pentos to bring a letter for her. While promising to double the compensation to the spice merchants, she also explained her general situation in Slaver's Bay.

After all, Illyrio is nominally funding your restoration of the country, and belongs to Dani's investor. If she changes projects, she should notify the investor anyway.

Illyrio knows she needs a dragon knight (Dany is deliberately probing), and she also knows that she has no intention of retaking the Iron Throne for the time being (not going back to Westeros until next summer).

Naturally, Illyrio didn't let the golden group go to Volantis to wait for the dragon queen (ps), and the little Griffin couldn't take the golden group to divert halfway.

There is another reason, this Dany is more able to act than the original Daenerys, the act is vigorous, and the world resonates - the World Anti-Dragon Mother Alliance has been formed.

Illyrio, Varys, and Jon Clinton are not stupid. They all know that the most urgent problem for the Dragon Queen is to solve the Allied Forces.

Therefore, they almost reached a consensus: Let little Griffin go to Slaver's Bay to develop a relationship with his aunt first, and strive to become a dragon knight.Wait for the dragon queen to defeat the allies, wait for the dragons to grow up (the three dragons are only two years old, they think the dragons are too young to take on great responsibilities), wait for the winter to pass, and then go to conquer Westeros.

They said the same thing as Dany teased the guests at the tournament dinner: defeating the allies, the Dragon Queen is the natural number one queen in the world, Westeros is like picking something out of a pocket; losing a battle is not terrible, uncle and nephew The man riding a dragon fled back to Dragonstone in embarrassment, and followed the old path of Aegon and his brother.

In this way, the plot has been completely changed, and little Griffin has come to Slaver's Bay to seek refuge with Aunt Dany!

"Pier S-13, the management fee is two silver coins a day. The Orange Wine leased the pier for 12 days, a total of 24 silver coins."

The customs inspector had already led the two Unsullied to inspect the cargo hold, and was writing quickly on the document on the wooden board with a pen.

Captain Volantis took 24 silver coins from his wallet and handed them to the Unsullied, curiously asked: "I heard from my friend that if you buy a certain amount of goods in Astapor, you can get them at the customs when you leave. subsidy?"

"That's right, if you buy goods worth 100 Golden Brilliance Coins, Her Majesty the Queen will subsidize you with 10-50 Golden Brilliance Coins." The inspector in the Green Dragon T-shirt said.

"Seven gods, subsidize 50 golden dragons?" The little devil next to him yelled, "How much profit should the Astapor businessman make, and how much tax should he pay to the Dragon Queen?!"

"Not all goods and merchants can get half of the subsidy. The price of Astapor's goods is lower than that of the Free City. Not only does the queen not receive much tax, but she also pays 10,000+ gold coins every month." The inspector said seriously.

The Volantis sea merchant also nodded in approval, "The price of white sugar and refined salt in Astapor is only half that of Volantis, but the quality is ten times higher, white as snow, fine as sand, without any miscellaneous smell."

Little Griffin came over and asked suspiciously, "Then what is the Dragon Queen planning?"

"Look," the customs inspector pointed at the bustling wharf with people coming and going, "in the past, it was rare to see an elephant car on that street, and there were not even a single businessman or pedestrian on that street for a few days. Now, it is prosperous Ten thousand times.

Even though the United Nations clamored to block the Slave Bay, in fact, most of the sea merchants traveling to and from the Summer Sea would come in to buy and sell goods, and supplement dried fruits and fresh water by the way. "

Tyrion stepped on his feet and looked out. The docks and neighborhoods were almost the same as those of Volantis. The ships were like Bakers on the beach, and merchants and travelers crowded shoulder to shoulder.

"I'm also wondering how many people there are in Astapor even though the hundreds of thousands of allied troops are sharpening their swords." He wondered.

"Hmph, Slave's Bay is the queen's bathtub. There are giant dragons soaring in the sky, and the Allied fleets dare not even enter the Sea of ​​Sorrow." The customs inspector said proudly.

The terrain of Slaver's Bay can be regarded as a gourd with a crooked neck, the head of the gourd is Meereen, the upper body of the gourd is Slaver's Bay, and the Astapor Peninsula is stuck on the waist of the gourd.

The Bay of Sorrow is the lower body of the gourd, and Xinjisi is located on the ass of the gourd, connecting to the sea of ​​summer.

The customs inspector was a little bragging, the Dragon Queen completely controlled the Slave Bay, but the sad bay was too big for the dragon to inspect.

"But she can't keep subsidizing it forever, can she?" Tyrion frowned.

"After defeating the allied forces, the world will belong to the queen, so naturally there is no need to subsidize it."

"Uh" the little devil's ugly face twisted.

This was too right and too cruel, and he couldn't refute it at all.

The customs inspector tore off the wharf rental bill and handed it to the Volantis maritime merchant, warning: "When doing business in Astapor, you must receive an invoice, and you must have an invoice when buying or selling goods.

You have a batch of Kohol stainless steel in your cabin. After you sell it, you can receive a subsidy of 15% of the total amount from the General Administration of Customs with the invoice. "

"Hehehe, Fat Fat really didn't lie to me!" Haishang was overjoyed.

Tyrion was thoughtful, "Slaver's Bay lacks steel."

"No, there is no shortage of iron in Slaver's Bay, only the fine steel for casting weapons." The sea merchant laughed.

The customs inspector glanced at the two of them, neither acknowledging nor denying them, said goodbye, and prepared to take the two Unsullied away.

"Wait, Lord Inspector," an old black man in a mage's robe stretched out his hand to grab the customs officer who was about to disembark along the rope ladder, and asked with a smile, "I wonder if the Dragon Queen is still recruiting fire mages?"

(End of this chapter)