Game of Thrones Overlord Conquest.

Chapter 147
The afterglow of the sunset makes the sky colorful and extremely gorgeous, and a crescent moon shines on the peak in the distance, reflecting a pure white light.

There was no one on the Avenue of the Gods. Under the guard of armored soldiers, the bachelor and Marvin galloped on horseback, watching the ruins of the gods pass by quickly on both sides.

Finally, they left the main road and came to the outside of the Prophet's Hall full of oil lamps. The place had been cleaned up and used as a banquet hall for honored guests.

The original black beams, weird and decayed stone steps, and painted walls are all painted in very suitable elegant colors, shining with a thick and vigorous spirit.

Looking at the brand-new palace in front of him, the bachelor couldn't help but want to describe their arduous achievements to the teacher, and said frothfully:

"Our performance is very good. Maybe in terms of architecture and metallurgy, we are not as good as the achievements of the Valyrian Empire. Many secrets have been lost, but we can already create a world that is not weaker than Westeros. Strong armor and sharp sword."

"We have also surpassed many free trade cities in terms of architecture. After you rest, you should go to see the holy city and the channels in the mountains, and those cisterns! You should see those big stones paved with various colors Square! And the newly renovated King's Palace in the middle of the city! After seeing these gorgeous buildings, you will know that we are not a country without civilization."

"If possible, I will definitely go and have a look." Marvin looked at the bachelor and said with a smile:
"All outsiders will be surprised to see the prosperity of the Dothraki after the unification!"

"Pol, you really like the Dothraki, don't you?"

"That's right." The bachelor straightened his back, and replied proudly and firmly: "Only here can I have the opportunity to show what I have learned."

"So, teacher, I hope you can stay."

Marwyn remained silent for a long time, and did not give a definite answer. At this time, the two of them had crossed many stairs, passed a long corridor, and stepped into the hall of the palace.

The hall is brightly lit, quite bright, and the air is filled with the aroma of green grass and spice flowers, making people feel as if they are still in the beautiful time of the prairie in the midsummer evening.

The sound of singing music and talking was very loud, which made Marvin a little uncomfortable. He looked around and found that the great Kaa was sitting on the seat facing south of the room chatting with others as if he was getting along with friends. He laughed and shouted:

"Take off your armor quickly, noble Nohat Chito, you have arrived at the banquet at your friend's house."

In fact, the Dothraki would also wear fine clothes and spray perfume, especially when they appeared in the free trade city-states. Such a ceremony was considered a more decent behavior by them, and it increased the value of the warrior.

Mungo has no objection to this habit. He should wear what kind of clothes on any occasion. This is not a pursuit of vanity. He only requires soldiers to maintain a symbolic status in the army.

As for Norhat, so long as the great khal appeared in public, let him follow him, he always wore the full battle armor no matter what.

For tonight's banquet, he put on an excellent set of armor—this is the latest plate armor forged by Masakuin, shining brightly and trimmed with gold, which looks more ceremonial than ordinary armor.

Marvin, who has traveled around the world, is a man who has seen the world and seen many knights, and is good at identifying war equipment. He immediately recognized that this set of armor was definitely made by a top craftsman. Luo, and only the richest knights can afford it.

He looked at the steel warrior with great interest, and said to the bachelor beside him, "I really want to meet the master who forged this armor."

Hearing this, Bas Potter replied cautiously: "This is a precious person. If you are willing to stay, the Great Kayo will grant your wish."

"You may be right," Marwyn said after thinking for a moment, and then added:

"For a long time, no country has given me a very novel feeling like Dothraki. The Great Kaa also eliminated my stereotype of a strong man. He is really brave and smart."

"Look!" At this moment, Mungo also found the bachelor and Marwin standing at the door, stood up and shouted loudly:
"This is our honorable friend! The teacher of Bachelor Bas Potter, Dr. Marwin of Westeros Academy City, welcome your arrival!"

"Dear Great Kahal, King of the Dothraki, Master of the Holy City, good evening!" Marvin stepped out of the shadows under the porch, stood in the center of the hall, bowed respectfully, and said:
"May your body be healthy, and may your brilliance shine on this world!"

"Marvin, this is not a formal meeting, it's just a meal, a banquet for friends to reunite." While talking, Mungo rang the bell calling the singer and waiter to enter the hall, saying:

"As soon as the Blood Rider informs me, we will start preparations immediately after you have finished talking. I heard from the bachelor that you like music and food, and today will definitely satisfy you."

"I also feel like singing." Marvin said with a smile, "It's just that my stomach wants to eat and drink more now!"

His words made everyone burst into laughter, and soon, the feast for the guests and the host began. The delicious food and the beautiful music did not distract him in the slightest.

It took a long time for Marwyn to raise his head, and he had the opportunity to look around. Most of the people present were Dothraki, but there were also a few guests of other races.

He was sitting on the right side of Mungo right now. The great Kayo was sitting at the end of the long table, looking down at the crowd, which made him feel like he couldn't look directly at him. He turned his gaze to the opposite side, and there was a somewhat short, A guest wearing a wreath of twigs.

This man's expression was fearless and full of joy. His weather-beaten face hid golden eyes like the blazing sun, and his words were as pure as the spring wind, touching people's hearts directly. This made him look like a A forest wizard who came out of ancient legends. Everyone could see that he was wise and powerful. He was by no means someone to be underestimated.

In the center of the long table, there is a chair covered with exquisite tapestry, on which sits a Yidi man wearing a monkey-tailed cap. He is tall and strong, exuding a noble temperament like a prince, and looks very Young, but his eyes are full of worry and hesitation, as if a confused soul has occupied his majestic body, but Dr. Xuecheng feels that this person does not seem to be so pure.

When Marvin was sizing up the Yidi man, Meng Ge suddenly turned around, pointed to the short guest, and introduced him:

"This is the prophet of Evervilon, Forrest."

Then, he pointed at the silent Yidi man, with an inexplicable meaning flashing in his eyes, and said with a smile:
"That person is the envoy of Yidi's Azure Emperor, and also the eldest son of the emperor - Bu Qi, the east is so turbulent, he was supposed to stay in Yidu, but he was sent here all the way, so he is not in a good mood, What do you say is the reason for this?"

Marvin knew clearly that this was not a topic he could easily talk about. At least at this banquet, it was better not to talk about these things. He quickly changed the subject and said:

"I'm not curious about the turmoil in the east, but I really want to know what kind of magic power can make your body as hard as steel and not afraid of flames and thunder."

Meng Ge looked at Dr. Xuecheng, smiled at him kindly, and said:
"Besides this secret, we still have a lot of things to talk about, but if you can stay in the holy city, I think I will be very willing to share it with you, but by then, you may feel very bored."

Marwin never expected to get a definite answer, nor had he seen such a direct king, so he was so surprised that he couldn't even hear the last sentence clearly.

He was stunned for a while like a statue, couldn't believe his ears, shook his head and said:

"I can stay in the holy city. You are a king who is good at ruling. In such a world, this is a very important thing, but I can't serve you wholeheartedly yet. One day in the future, I may Will leave because there are still some very important things that need to be confirmed."

The musicians began to play sweet music, and the golden flames shone on Mungo's face and hair. He smiled, gestured to Marwin, and whispered:

"You can wait a little longer to answer me. Maybe what you need to confirm is not that important. Maybe it will happen in the holy city."

"Anyway, my secret is like the flames in the Fourteen Flame Peaks. Even if the earth disintegrates, the land sinks, and sinks into the sea of ​​smoke, it will never go out."

As he spoke, he stood up and followed the other guests in applauding the musicians. Then he leaned down and whispered:

"I heard you met Daenerys Targaryen on the way here?"

Before Marvin had time to think about those words in his mind, he was taken aback again. He stopped thinking, unable to determine whether Mungo had sent someone to eavesdrop on his conversation, so he said directly:

"No one can know your secret, but everyone has no secret in front of you."

"What are you thinking? You are insulting a king!" Mungo glanced at the pale Marwin, lowered his head and said:

"My warriors have already met the Golden Group. Mrs. Vagaro is also my friend. Both she and Duncan Jeffries have helped me."

Only then did the doctor calm down a bit, and he bowed down respectfully and said:

"I apologize to you."

"However, what do you think of Daenerys Targaryen? She is a very good child, but she shouldn't have met you at such a critical moment."

"Why?" Mungo turned around and asked.

At this time, Marwyn began to talk about the conversation with the bachelor, and he also mentioned the reality that the Targaryen family had lost the Iron Throne of Westeros.

Mungo's face remained motionless, and he looked at Marvin calmly. Although he was still listening politely, his black eyes showed a look of indifference.

The doctor also saw this, he spoke more and more unnaturally, his swarthy face flushed, it was obvious that the great Kayo knew his intentions, and had already made his own decision.

When Marvin stopped narrating, Mungo said in a polite and humorous tone:

"You see, sir, not only in my kingdom, but in any country, there are always people who cannot help but care about other people's marriages."

"But the Dothraki man, the great king, neither uses women to secure his political position, nor to use women as shields and swords to fight against his enemies."

"Daenerys Targaryen, like a Dothraki woman with her own whip and grazing horse, will be a proper Khaleesi and ride by her khal, and I will treat her Treat it with the respect it deserves."

(End of this chapter)