Game of Thrones: The Strongest Dragon Mother

Chapter 456 Five thousand sets of tile steel armor

Unfortunately.

Little Aegon had been hit.

"Woooooo, I don't feel anything anymore, why am I so unlucky. So many people, so many people and the little devil are fine, I'm just woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo .”

The Dragon Queen rode green and descended from the sky in the golden evening glow. As soon as she jumped off the dragon's back, she saw her eldest nephew crying and rushing towards the wall, wanting to commit suicide.

Old Aemon grabbed his sleeve, but was dragged staggeringly forward.

The old man eagerly persuaded: "Child, don't be impulsive, your aunt is back, she can use magic, maybe"

"Let him jump," Dany said with a sneer as she wiped her face as she took the towel handed by Jiqi, "If you don't die from jumping in the pyramid, you'll be crippled at most. If he wants to jump, let him jump, and if he breaks his leg, it's natural Just be honest."

"Uh..." Old Aemon's face darkened when he heard the words, but after thinking about it again, what Dany said was true. There are 33 levels in total in the pyramid, with a total height of 105 meters, and each step is only more than three meters High, no one can die if you fall down with your head down.

"Seven gods, why am I so miserable!"

Little Aegon stopped jumping off the building, and squatted on the ground, covering his face and howling.

"Look at your virtue, how can you have the demeanor of a child of prophecy?" Aunt Dani mocked without sympathy.

"Well, Yasuo Er Yahai can't think about it."

General Yehuo, who was drinking on the sidelines, said unrepentantly: "Bleeding from the knife, but I don't feel anything at all. Even a man can't think about it."

The female dwarf who was sitting next to the little devil pouring wine for him raised her head, glanced at the Dragon Queen cautiously, and comforted softly: "Don't be discouraged, the Queen is omnipotent, she will definitely heal you."

The female dwarf is not flattering. When she came to Slaver's Bay and saw the noble, beautiful and amiable Dragon Queen, who was also majestic and domineering when riding a dragon, she became her little fan girl.

"Fennie, how are you doing in the art troupe?" Dany asked casually.

Penny is a burlesque actress by profession, and her dwarf brother rides a pig and a dog, pretending to be a knight to compete in martial arts, making the audience laugh with funny moves, spoof lines and plots.

Because Cersei offered a high reward to Tyrion, Penny's dwarf brother was killed by Chi Yu, and the mercenaries killed him and took credit for him - using the head of the dwarf brother to pretend to be Tyrion's head, and went to King's Landing to find Cersei in exchange for a bounty.

According to the original destiny, Tyrion should replace the dwarf brother and form a pair of burlesque actors with Penny.

But although the Dragon Queen doesn't like Tyrion (he doesn't like the finale of "Game of Thrones"), she doesn't deliberately humiliate him and let him ride a pig as a clown.

——Tyrion would probably rather be the Queen's jester, performing burlesque with Penny, than Wildfire.

And Slave Bay also has a place suitable for Penny: the Militia Art Troupe.

These days, she is adapting to the new life in the art troupe.

"Everyone is very kind and treats me very well. I played the girl Hill in "The Shrike, Hill and the Bug" this afternoon! After the performance, many people applauded me."

Penny's cheeks were as red as apples, very lovely.

"Keep working hard, and you will become a real heroine in the future." Dany encouraged.

"Well, I will work hard." The little dwarf raised Bai Shengsheng's little fist and said excitedly.

— Alas, I have no future.

When Tyrion saw the female dwarf happy from the heart, he felt very complicated, relieved, sad, and a little jealous—jealous of the man Penny would marry after his death.

"How about Meereen and Kaiyon?" Aemon asked.

Dany shook her head and sighed: "It's very bad. The public wells in Meereen have been cast into stone men, and nearly a hundred people have contracted greyscale. But Kaiyuan has not found any patients yet."

"Hissing—" a dragon cry came from the west.

Everyone turned their heads and saw a black shadow flying out of the red sun.

The black shadow flew towards the Great Pyramid, getting bigger and bigger.

Gradually, everyone saw clearly that it was a black dragon with a ferocious appearance and a majestic temperament.

"Dahei came back from Dragonstone, so fast." Aemon exclaimed.

Seeing Dahei, the frustration in Tyrion's eyes was swept away, he stood up and said excitedly: "Seven gods, in just two days, I ran back and forth between Dragonstone Island and Astapor. Dragons are too fast.

If I have a dragon and don't change my Iron Throne, I will ride a dragon and explore all over the world every day. "

"Be sober, you don't have a dragon, and you don't have an Iron Throne." Dany gave him a sideways look, and said coolly.

"Your Majesty, you control the world, can you still control my bragging and dreaming?"

They are all terminally ill, and Tyrion no longer intends to be cautious in his words and deeds in front of the Dragon Queen, so he goes straight to him.

"Plop!" When Dahei flew by the pool, he threw a bundle of sheepskin with a thick trunk into the water.

"What?" Tyrion walked to the edge of the pool to watch curiously.

"Bring up Master Tobremot," Dany said, turning to the Unsullied.

The big black wings flapped, making the leaves of the nearby persimmon trees rustle, and fell on the fence. He stretched his long neck to Dani, and shouted in a melodious voice, "Mother, I'm coming back!"

"Very good, I finally didn't call my name this time." Dany patted his nose and praised with a smile.

"He, talking?" Tyrion stammered with his mouth wide open.

Aegon stopped crying, stood up in surprise and approached Dahei, and asked, "Dahei, can you understand human language? What are you talking about?"

"This is Dragon Language, Dahei is calling 'Mom', I understand." The centaur maid Ji Qi said proudly.

"You know dragon language?!"

Tyrion, Connington, Aegon and others were in awe, and immediately looked at Jiqi with admiration.

"Jiqi, what else did Dahei say?" Dani said lightly.

"Hello, everyone?" Ji Qi frowned.

"You guess."

"I'm back?" Ji Qi tentatively asked.

"Yes, you guessed it."

"Hehe" Ji Qi smirked.

The little devil looked weird, and said: "In Dragon Language, do you only understand a 'mother'?"

"No, I still know 'Wei~Wu', 'Chaoyang Palace', and 'Compassion Ning Palace'." The horse maid said seriously.

The little devil was numb.

"Your Majesty, I don't know how long this person passed out. The situation is very bad."

At this time, the Unsullied had dragged the parchment from the pool ashore.

After opening it, an old man with a thin face was revealed.

He had a bald head, a short gray beard around his lips, and a medium build. What surprised Dany was that the little old man was not big, and he didn't even have the strong biceps necessary for a blacksmith.

At this time, the master blacksmith was closing his eyes tightly, his face was thin and blue, there was rancid vomit on his lips and collar, and his chest barely heaved in the gorgeous plaid brocade robe.

Seems like you're about to burp?

"Let me take a look." Aemon hurried over, squatted down and checked.

"My God, this is really Master Torb of King's Landing Steel Street!" Tyrion shouted, turning his head to look at the Dragon Queen in shock, "Why did you tie Master Torber here?"

The Dragon Queen put her hands on her chest, watched Aemon squeeze the blacksmith's chest, and said casually, "Apart from his forging skills, what else should I worry about?"

"Forging" All of a sudden, Tyrion remembered two things: Tob recast the tile steel sword for his father, the dead ghost, and the Dragon Queen snatched dozens of tile steel swords in Volantis.

"You want to recast the Wagang sword? As for what, you tied people here for a sword." The little devil couldn't understand.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Under Aemon's rhythmic pushing, the blue color on the master blacksmith's thin face gradually disappeared, and his breath gradually increased.

Finally, coughing up a cloud of filth, he opened his eyes blankly.

"Where is this?" Blacksmith Tobu murmured in a trance.

"Master Tobe, do you remember me?" Tyrion asked with concern, turning his face closer.

"Ah—" Tyrion's deformed, noseless face made Tobe scream in fright, and he struggled to back away.

"Uh, Master Tob, it's me, Tyrion Lannister!" the little devil said awkwardly.

"Huhu" took a few breaths. Blacksmith Tobu looked around, saw several giant dragons, and saw the silver-haired and purple-eyed girl with extraordinary temperament. He looked up to the sky and sighed, "I have really arrived at Slaver's Bay."

"At last you still have me as an old acquaintance." Tyrion comforted softly.

The status of the blacksmith Tobe is very high, he can be regarded as the "President of the Blacksmiths Guild" in King's Landing Iron Street, and Tyrion has met him a few times on weekdays.

In the Rebellion of the Four Kings, Tyrion also cooperated with him for a period of time in order to build the iron chain blocking the river.

The two are very friendly.

"Oh, you came over suddenly just now, I thought I fell into the seven layers of hell, and I saw a demon devouring life, I'm sorry." Tuobu explained with a bitter face.

"Am I that ugly?" Tyrion was a little annoyed.

"People's natural reactions are the most real." Dany laughed, then straightened her face, and said to the blacksmith, "You know who I am, and why did you bring you here?"

Tobu sat on the ground without moving, with his head tilted slightly, squinting at the Dragon Queen from the corner of his eyes, with a cold and arrogant expression on his slender face, "If you let me ride a dragon instead of holding me on your paws like a bundle of straw , maybe we still have the possibility to talk about it.”

"Very good!" Dany nodded slightly, then turned to the Unsullied and said, "Send him to Hatar."

"Obey!" Immediately, two Unsullied people walked over, one on the left and one on the right supported the sneering master blacksmith, and walked towards the stairway.

"Hmph, you want me to surrender? Impossible." Tobu turned his head to look at the Dragon Queen and said firmly.

"Uh, Master Tuobu, don't be stubborn, that Hatar is known as the 'Devil's Tail', very scary!"

Tyrion looked anxiously, looking from his old friend to the dragon queen.

"Your Majesty, please speak up if you have something to say. The master has just been kidnapped, and he should feel a little resentful. You hand him over to me, and with my persuasion, he will naturally join the group."

"I'm busy dealing with the epidemic right now, and I don't have the time to spend time with you and him."

Dany waved her hand, telling the Unsullied to quickly take the blacksmith away.

"Isn't your tile-steel sword called 'Clear Sky' very useful? Why bother?" Tyrion sighed.

"I want the tile-steel armor, and the tile-steel sword in my hand is not enough to be smelted into armor after being distributed to my generals. Therefore, I need Tobu's secret technique." Dani said.

"Toub can only recast tile steel, not forge tile steel," Tyrion said.

"I know, but knowing the spell, maybe I can deduce the secret technique of forging tile steel."

Tyrion suddenly remembered something, and said with a strange expression: "You want tile steel? I know that there are tens of tons, hundreds of tons of tile steel in one place, enough for you to make five thousand sets of tile steel armor."

(End of this chapter)