Game of Thrones Overlord Conquest.

Chapter 138 Interlaced Fate
The light from the east shone unrelentingly on the earth. It was about two hours after noon, the sun was blazing, and white clouds hung high in the sky.

Ever since Bened Beilen executed eight knights and cleared military discipline on the grounds of shaking the morale of the army, the knights of the Golden Order did not dare to stop.

They fully understand that this is a mission related to everyone's interests, and only by shedding blood and sacrifice can the family have a glorious future.

In front of you is the Sarn River, and across the river is the "City of Towers" Shanas, where the Supreme King of Salor once made his capital.

After the Doomsday of Valyria, the city was destroyed by the Dothraki, who named it Veskvor, which means "City of Worms".

Daenerys sat on the horseback and looked around. The Sarn River shone brightly in the sun like a bunch of velvet, flying stars splashed and meandered across the grassland, and the water plants were rippling in the waves, which was rich and beautiful.

Princess Targaryen no longer travels in a carriage. After stepping into the Dothraki Sea, she spends every day on horseback, and has always been at the forefront of the procession.

Her mount was an ornate silver mare, brisk and shining, with hair as gray as the winter sea and a mane like silver smoke.

Governor Illyrio Mopatis claimed the horse was a "bridal gift" from Khal Mungol to her, describing it as the pride of all the Dothraki.

Daenerys is well aware that this is not the truth, as her future husband has never been to Pentos.

However, according to the Dothraki customs she knew, Khaleesi must ride a horse that fits her status and follow Kaa.

She's not very good at riding horses, so it takes a lot of practice, but the silver pony seems to have a heart-to-heart connection with the princess, and sometimes, she even thinks she and the pony.

The maid teaches her horsemanship, but the pony is her real teacher, who knows her mood and responds accordingly, as if it is an extension of her body.

The Dothraki are a harsh and merciless people who would never name their horses or hounds, so Daenerys could only call her steed "Little Silver Horse" or "Her Little Silver Horse." ".

She lowered her head and called softly. This name was more like a description of the horse's appearance. She gently touched the pony with her knees, and it trotted through the crowd.

With a little force on both feet, and a light flick of the rein, the pony responded immediately, and galloped forward very obediently, along the lava-built Valyrian Avenue, towards Wes Cower on the other side of the Sarn River. go.

A group of knights guarded Princess Targaryen tightly. In this situation, Daenerys gradually felt doubled confidence and unprecedented excitement. She even confidently steered the horse to jump over the broken low wall .

Bened Beren, who was following her, had a gratified smile on her face. A timid princess cannot be favored by the horse king, nor can she survive in Dothraki.

"That's the palace of a thousand rooms!"

Benede raised his horsewhip, pointed at a large layer upon layer of ruins that continued to rise like a series of stairs, and said:

"It is said that the residence of the High King of Salor is the residence of the High King of Salor. If the last High King, Mazolo Alessiu, hadn't been so impulsive and strayed into the trap of the Dothraki, we should have entered this great city along those splendid buildings."

Daenerys showed a fascinated expression. She read about the Palace of a Thousand Rooms in the book "Man-made Miracle" by "Long-legged" Lomas. Miracle.

But she has also read "The Battle and Siege of the Bloody Century" written by Maester Joses. The Eastern chapter and appendix of the book describe in detail the fall of the Salor Kingdom.

Therefore, she disagreed with Bened's evaluation of the Supreme King Mazzolo Alessiu, and couldn't help but retort:

"The unified Salor Kingdom can be great, but most of the time it is just a loose political union. The fate of the last supreme king is not good. Although all kings are loyal to him according to the law and tradition, he has almost no real power. .”

"The demise is caused by internal strife, just like the current Dothraki Sea, the Salor people are equally proud and contentious, fighting endlessly. Only when the country is about to perish, do they realize that doom is coming. There was a chance to unite all the peoples for a final stand, but they were powerless against the first unified Dothraki."

"Therefore, as long as my future husband can end the hundreds of years of disputes in the grassland, he can restore the glory of the grassland kingdom and revive the glory of the Dothraki after the doomsday catastrophe. When all the Dothraki are united under his banner, they will The greatness of the world is inevitable, and they will once again flood the West with iron and fire, and this is also the best time for you to go home."

Bened Beilen rode his horse past the rows of stone pillars that had been weathered by wind and rain on both sides of the road, looked at the unreadable text on it, and fell into deep thought.

When he heard Daenerys' last words, he quickly bowed and saluted, and said very respectfully and sincerely:
"You're right, the Golden Group will fight for the princess, for Khal Mongo, and will sacrifice everything."

Salor civilization is very splendid, but there are many reasons for its demise. For example, the Dothraki were only mercenaries of the Salor king. The city-state finally fed the pups.

Of course, the old knight could understand what Princess Targaryen said, but he and the other party had different identities and experiences, and ultimately had different views on the demise of the Salor Kingdom.

Daenerys has an inexplicable empathy for what happened to the last high king. His father, the "Mad King" Aerys II Targaryen, is also the last king.

However, she will never let her future husband lose the crown like them again, she is full of abnormal confidence in Mungo.

From the moment Viserys sold her, she had lost all hope in her brother, and all her dependence had shifted to the husband she had never met.

Maybe it's like she asked Harry Strickland, the head of the Golden Corps, and the answer she got was that she fell in love with him like his subjects and ordinary women. This is a very complicated emotion. At this time, she, Only ignorance and incomprehension.

These thoughts flashed through Daenerys' mind one by one. She shook her head slightly, focusing on the fact that the road now turned north and began to descend rapidly.

Passing through the ruins of the collapsed and dilapidated city walls, not far from the Sarn River, they found a spacious open space suitable for camping. The grass here seemed low and neatly trimmed.

"Someone is camping there." Bened Beilen suddenly urged his horse forward, reached out and grabbed Daenerys' reins, and ordered the other knights to stand guard on the spot, saying: "Don't rush over, their identities and numbers unknown."

The group of people who were building the camp also spotted them, took a few steps forward, then retreated, standing hesitantly, and did not come to meet them.

Bened did not speak, nor did he make any dangerous movements. They sat on their horses, keeping alert and silent.

Daenerys was a little nervous, and the tiredness from the journey disappeared at this moment. She kept warning herself to stay calm, but the stories about the robbers kept popping up in her head.

After a long time, there was the sound of uniform footsteps behind them. The mercenaries of the Golden Regiment lined up neatly, holding the military flag high, and walked out of the ruins of the city one by one.

They lined up in the open space. In order to ensure the safety of the princess, the archers even took out arrows and stuck them on the ground so that they could be used at any time to deal with the enemy's attack.

Seeing the large troops of the Golden Regiment appearing, the group of people obviously became irritable and panicked. The two standing in the center of the crowd stared at the military flag decorated with golden skulls, and then whispered to each other for a while. One of the strong men was alone. Walked over slowly.

The man stretched out his arms, indicating that he was not hostile, and when he was about to approach the range of the archer, he stopped, and he shouted loudly:
"Everyone of the Golden Group, may I ask if Officer Lansono Mar is in the formation?"

"Ser Marq Mandrake?"

"Sergeant Lemon Beez?"

He continuously called out the three famous figures in the Golden Group. Seeing that no one answered, he was not in a hurry, raised his voice, and continued to shout:

"I am Duncan, Duncan Jeffreys, a Tyrosh of Lady Vagarro of the Volantis Trader's House."

The moment the strong man reported the names of the intelligence officers and sergeants one after another, the soldiers of the Golden Regiment had already relaxed their vigilance, but they didn't dare to act rashly without the commander's order.

And Bened Beilen didn't let go of the hilt of his sword until he heard the person reporting his family name, showed a friendly look, and joked with a smile;
"Lady Vagarro of Volantis, Widow by the Waters, is the Dothraki sea a sea?"

Seeing that the atmosphere had eased, one of the knights with a golden armband, who was relatively close, turned his head and said in a low voice:
"There is no big businessman in the free trade city who does not contact the Dothraki. I know Duncan Jeffries. He has orange unkempt hair and beard. The voice of the person is very similar, but the hair and beard are too neat. It's so clean that I can't believe it."

"Let him come in, please. Duncan has a huge scar on his face from when the slaves were freed."

Bened nodded in agreement, the knight bowed to salute, rode his horse forward, and shouted loudly:

"Duncan, I am Tauman Peake of the Peake family, my brother is Leswell Peake, and we have another brother. I met you at the Perfume Garden in Rhys."

"The commander standing in front of you now is Sergeant of the Golden Regiment, Sir Bened Berenne, please come forward."

Duncan Jeffries had been waiting for a response from the Golden Group. Seeing a knight rushing out of the formation, he hurriedly looked over with his eyes wide open. After hearing the other party's shout, he walked forward quickly with a smile on his face.

When he stepped into the army formation with Tauman Peake, he saw the silver-haired girl next to the old knight at a glance.

At this time, the south wind was blowing over the hills covered with green grass. Duncan felt that he could hear the waves of the ocean in the distance and the chirping of various seabirds. He felt that his every breath and all his actions were surrounded by In an air that is not affected by time, people will never forget this dreamlike situation.

'Silver-blond hair, eyes like amethyst, is she the rumored beautiful Targaryen princess?My brothers can be trusted, she is the most beautiful woman in the world. '

A lot of thoughts flashed through Duncan's mind, and he woke up instantly, feeling that he was honored to meet this noble princess.

This is different from the feeling of a person who is greedy for beauty and full of lust. He is happy to meet such a person.

Moreover, this is the third legendary character he has encountered besides the "Widow by the Water".

At this time, Taoman Peake tapped him on the shoulder with a horsewhip, then winked at him, and led him to Bened Beilen, saying: "Commander, this is Duncan Jeffries."

Duncan quickly withdrew his mind and focused all his attention on the old knight, but apart from the neatly trimmed gray hair and beard, he couldn't find any features on him.

He didn't feel that the other party's serious expression was disdain and indifference towards others, so he smiled calmly and bowed down to salute;

"Good day, Sir Bened Berain."

The old knight bowed back very seriously, his eyes were as sharp and shining as the tip of a spear under the sun, he stared into the eyes of the orange-haired man, and said:
"Duncan Jeffries of Tyrosh, this is Princess Daenerys Targaryen."

Duncan stepped forward to salute with his normal face, Daenerys immediately looked away from the scar on the other's face, and hurriedly apologized for her impolite behavior.

Her poetic and melodious voice made it impossible to feel resentment, not to mention that the princess welcomed him according to court etiquette.

"Son of Lady Vagarro, Duncan from Volantis!"

Bened Beilen spoke again, but in a very low tone:

"Please let us have a good talk."

"As far as I know, Mrs. Vagaro controls the waterway, and she owns many businesses, but I have never heard of her dealings with the Dothraki. What is the purpose of your coming here?"

Harry Strickland, head of the Golden Company, did not tell Bened that he had received help from the "Widow by the Water", which was his deepest secret.

At the same time, out of caring for Daenerys, the old knight's words seemed a little inexplicably cold, interspersed with questioning, very impolite.

Duncan was not angry. He was once a slave and suffered even more humiliation.

Even if he regains his freedom now, he is still the son of the "Widow by the Water", but free people and nobles who look down on him are still everywhere.

Moreover, there is nothing to hide about the purpose of his trip. With a sincere smile on his face and a little excited tone, he replied loudly:
"Lady Vagaro has sent me to escort a great scholar to Vaes Dothraki, to meet Khal Mungol, and to stay for his coronation."

"Congratulations to the Great Kaa on his victory in the war. May he be in good health. He would rather face a sea of ​​blood than let the slaves of the world be enslaved in chains. He is the liberator of slaves. A man like me, willing to have Make him king."

　Posted a little late, the chapters may be longer in the future, too short to write much content.

　　
　
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