Game of Thrones: The Strongest Dragon Mother

Chapter 471 Who gave the Windblown Group courage?

"You are infected with gray blight, and gray blight is different from greyscale. You can't go to the pier or enter the city. I will arrange a paddle boat to drag your boat to the epidemic isolation center.

Well, I built a manor fifty kilometers west of the city, specially prepared for greyscale patients. "

"Is there an antidote there?" Huang Mao asked eagerly.

"The antidote is still in the clinical testing stage. The little devil is testing the drug, and he is worried that the spread of greyscale scab will not wait until the antidote is fully developed.

Would you like to wait?

I have to remind everyone that the current medicine can cure diseases, but the side effects are a bit serious, diarrhea! said Dany.

"Diarrhea?" Quentin laughed bitterly. "Which day we don't have diarrhea? Gray blight is far more severe than greyscale, the infection speed is fast, and the symptoms are severe after the onset. Vomiting and diarrhea are common."

"Okay, I'll go get the medicine for you now."

Knowing their choice, the Dragon Queen waved to the sky.

"Hissing——" Dahei roared, and the dark shadow like a demon blocked the thin starlight in the night sky.

Suddenly, a dark red fireball the size of an egg appeared out of thin air, illuminating the ferocious teeth and upper and lower jaws of the black dragon.

The magma-like rolling fireball gradually expanded, illuminating the surrounding space.

When Quentin and the others were at a loss, a fireball that expanded to the size of a washbasin drifted down.

Like a flame elf, it floated from the sky to the dragon queen.

"I'm leaving first!"

She waved her hand and stepped out with one step. The fireball in front of her suddenly stretched and pulled out a three-stage bright red fire platform.

Seeing the queen stepping on her jade feet, the flame steps extended again. She took a step, and the fire platform extended diagonally upwards, step by step.

The Dragon Queen is like a cheerful fire fairy, running on the fire ladder that appeared out of thin air, with fluttering skirts, long straight silver hair fluttering in the red sparks, and a graceful figure.

"Squeal—"

The black dragon was flying over the fire ladder, and the dragon queen was as stable as stepping on a fixed stone step, just stepping on his back.

When the black dragon disappeared with the beauty, Quentin looked away disappointedly, and saw that the fire ladder hanging above the sea was slowly turning into a cloud of golden red haze, disappearing into the night sky.

"It's over, Quentin." The yellow-haired Garris leaned over, hugged his companion and wailed, "I'm sorry for you, the queen took my heart away, I think, I fell in love with her too."

"Hey, wake up, such a god-like queen will take a fancy to you?" Archibald, the bald and strong man, mocked.

Huang Mao shrugged and said indifferently: "I love many people, and I don't need them all to love me. The key is Quentin, he is happy and sad now, right?

The queen was not the monster the Ghisians claimed, and he should be glad.

But the queen is as beautiful as a god, as majestic as a god, and as powerful in magic as a god, but Quentin is a mortal, so he is in trouble! "

"I have." Quentin quietly moved a few steps, feeling the hard kraft paper bag in the gap between the leather boots.

I have a marriage contract!

But will she marry him as her father wishes?

He looked at the dimly lit city in the southeast with a sad face, feeling a little uncertain in his heart.

When the queen returned to the Great Pyramid, the banquet was not over yet, and everyone was indeed waiting for news of the plague ship.

When they heard that it was the ship used by Allied spies to transport the stone men, everyone was filled with righteous indignation.

"Your Majesty, we want to take revenge. The slave owner is absolutely devoid of conscience." Gray Worm said angrily.

"Your Majesty, launch the Southern Expedition immediately, at least teach the New Ghis Allied Fleet a lesson," Jorah said.

The crowd yelled angrily for a while before Quilo, the dragon guard, said coldly: "Your Majesty, why don't you let your dragons throw the gray plague corpses to New Ghis, to Qarth, to Volantis, to your dragons?" On the head of the allied army of Mataris. Without a single soldier, the allied army can be killed without a fight."

As soon as this remark came out, the chaotic garden immediately became silent, and everyone stared at the young centaur with wide eyes, fear and excitement.

In just a split second, this handsome horseman seemed to suddenly turn into a ferocious hell demon.

Even Dany was very surprised by Quilo's viciousness and shrewdness of drawing inferences from one instance.

"Your Majesty, you are the savior of suffering slaves, and your purpose of fighting is not to fight for territory, nor to conquer the world.

What's the point of winning a battle if all the slaves who waited day and night for your rescue are dead? "Amon solemnly reminded.

"Yes, we are the rebels. The shamelessness and insidiousness of the enemy is not an example for us to learn from. Their crimes will eventually become the help to hold us to the throne of glory." The Dragon Queen announced forcefully.

——Qui Luo is still not smart enough, even if he really wants to throw the body, he can't say it in front of everyone!You can't even say it, you can't think about it, at most you can do it quietly.

No, it cannot be done, I am the knight king of justice, I am the liberator, and I am the hope of thousands of slaves.

As soon as a dark thought came into Dani's mind, she immediately subconsciously began to reflect on herself, self-washing|brainwashing

Suddenly, Dany woke up.

I feel a little weird.

——Is Liu Bei the same as me back then?He wanted to do bad things in his heart, but his personality and fame imprisoned his will?

No, I am different from Liu Bei.

I have dragons, I know magic, I have a solid foundation, and countless knights who trust me and are willing to fight for glory for me!

Since I can stand under the sunshine with colorful lights on my head, and win this battle amidst flowers and cheers, why should I kneel on the edge of hell and turn myself into a ghost?

Thinking of it this way, Dany had a clear idea.

"I swear that one day those shameless slave owners will be judged. But spreading the plague is the act of the devil. We are born human, and we cannot become demons just because we want to fight against the devil." She said to her courtiers.

"Remember the 'Great Plague of Oldtown' I told you about?"

After the banquet, on the way down from the garden to the palace, Aemon asked in a faint voice.

"The time when the school city was almost wiped out?" Dani asked.

"Ah."

Hearing "School City", Aemon thought of Dany's criticism of the Citadel's incompetence. Compared with the efficiency of her research and development of the antidote within half a month, the old man's face flashed a little uncomfortable.

"Lord Quinton Hightower doesn't have a dragon, and he can't use it to drive away rats like you do, so he can only order all the ships in the port to be burned - including his own huge caravan.

He also closed the gates of the city, sealed off the old town, and ordered the killing of anyone who tried to escape.Men, women, children, and even babies are no exception. "

The old man asked, "Do you think he did the right thing?"

"Although the method is a bit extreme, the school city is incompetent and can't develop an antidote. This kind of measure can effectively prevent the spread of the epidemic and indirectly save more people. The River Bend and even the Seven Kingdoms will be safe because of this." Dan Ni said.

"But after the epidemic subsided, the survivors rioted and tore Earl Hightower and his son to pieces.

You must know that there are bachelors around the earl, vassals and knights of the Hightower family, and a large number of city guards.

But things happened in front of those people, and it can even be said that those people acquiesced to the behavior of the mob.

Because all people who have experienced the epidemic have hatred and sorrow in their hearts, and they need a channel to vent.Dany, do you see what I mean? "

Old Aemon looked at the Dragon Queen beside him, and warned earnestly: "As a superior, always remember not to let your hands be stained with too much blood and hatred belonging to your people.

The ruler of a country is based on thousands of people.

I advise you not to drop corpses on the cities of New Ghis, Qarth, Volantis, etc., not out of mercy alone, nor because of your title of 'liberator of slaves'.

I'm not pedantic, if killing a million people can ensure the eternal life of Targaryen, if you don't do it, I will encourage you to do it.

But it's clear you can win wars without such nefarious tactics - we all know the night is coming and Slaver's Bay is full of granaries!

You are sure to win, and you will definitely surpass our ancestors and be crowned the queen of the world.

The hostile city-state at this time will be your country in the future; the enemy today will be your people in the future.

Don't let your hands be stained with the blood of your people, not only Quinton Hightower's example, but also your father's bloody lesson. "

Dany just kept listening, and when the old bachelor finished speaking, she said with a strange expression: "I thought you would always persuade me to be upright, kind, and just, and to pursue honor like Barristan."

The old man sighed: "Of course I hope you do that, but there is a premise that your actions will not damage your rule. You are not only a knight, you are also a queen!

I have lived for more than 100 years and have experienced too much glory and suffering, but the destruction of the Targaryen family is still the most painful moment for me.

At that time, I would rather use all the glory of my life in exchange for a change in the Ruby Beach battle. "

"Actually, you worry too much, I will never become Quinton Hightower."

Dany tried to think hard, so that the next words would not irritate old Aemon.

"If I were in his place, I'd play dead," she said.

"Playing dead?" Aemon looked blank.

There is a great plague in the territory, what's the use of pretending to be dead?

If you don't work hard to rescue the disaster, when the epidemic spreads, pretending to be dead may become real death.

"Surely someone from the Hightower family died of illness during the plague?"

"Ah."

"I can shirk it to the outside world. The death of a loved one makes my heart hurt unbearably. Then I arrange for a low-status but capable person to handle the epidemic affairs on my behalf.

The next step is simple, his measures are beneficial to epidemic prevention, so I will continue to pretend to be dead; if he made a mistake, I will quietly help him correct it.

I'll come out to pick peaches after he has almost killed people and the epidemic has stabilized.

Let him retreat to the second line, and I will lead the people of Old Town to complete the final anti-epidemic work.

In this way, no matter how the public grievances boil, they will not vent to me.

In the same way, I will not be accused of doing nothing in the epidemic as a lord. "

Dani's expression was very calm, without any complacent or ostentatious expression, she spoke in a completely homely tone, speaking in a straightforward manner.

Old Aemon's eyes widened, and his expression was stunned: I never realized that the queen of this Targaryen generation is actually so treacherous? !

Then he was just worrying about it.

However, the world is difficult now, and the vassals are becoming more and more treacherous. Being a queen should be even more treacherous.

Aemon was completely relieved. Thinking of Martell who had suddenly arrived, he asked curiously, "What is Prince Daolang's son doing in Slaver's Bay?"

Dani shook her head, and said in a flat tone: "There must be something secret, but there are too many people waiting here, so it's not convenient for me to ask.

In fact, Dorn has no power to change my plans and thoughts, no matter what they plan, they can't affect me. "

Dany then told the story of Quentin Martell in detail.

"So, the Windblown betrayed you? The mercenaries are capricious, so you shouldn't have any expectations." Old Aemon frowned.

"I did not expect much from them before, and the Allied Forces were completely ignored by me, but now, old man, don't you think this is also a signal?"

"What signal?"

A gleam flashed in Dani's eyes, and she said quietly: "The mercenaries will always be on the side of the victor, I'm curious, what trump card the Allies have added, which gave the Ragged Prince so much confidence.

Wait for the news that the stoneman sea ship was found in Slaver Bay, and wait for the news that the greyscale patient has been cured.

If the Windblown Group hasn't given me an explanation, it means that the Allies have other means.At that time, maybe I should strike first and disrupt the opponent's rhythm! "

(End of this chapter)