Game of Thrones Overlord Conquest.

Chapter 150 The Dothraki King
The long summer is coming to an end, and the land of the Dothraki is still full of life. Before the sun sets in the west, the messenger sent by the great khal informs that everything is going well, and the holy city is ready to welcome the return of the great khal and Khaleesi.

Officer Ofer and Bachelor Bas Potter will not stay here. They will lead the Golden Company and friends of Volantis back to Vaes Dothraki.

The two must go and take over the responsibilities of the Minister of the Court, taking care of everything and continuing to pave the way for the wedding and coronation.

Daenerys' brother asked to go to the holy city with her to show the glory of King Targaryen to the Dosraki, but she refused without hesitation.

Viserys, who was resisted by his sister, just wanted to wake up the "Wrath of the Sleeping Dragon", when the bloodrider guarding outside Khaleesi's tent smashed his teeth with iron gloves, and the knights of the Golden Order hurried forward and put He dragged back to the wagon.

Mungo, who received the news, was puzzled by Daenerys' growing courage, and also felt a little pleasantly surprised.

But he was discussing business matters with Ofer and others who were about to return to the holy city, and he never went to see her. She still stayed in the tent, pacing back and forth, her face became paler, and she seemed to be the only one in the entire camp who was still lamenting.

Seeing this situation, a maid in the tent felt very strange, so she asked:
"Princess Daenerys, the great Khal has put the crown on your head, why are you still so upset?"

She looked at this maid with blond hair and purple eyes who was younger than herself, and couldn't help sighing:
"Aislin, don't you understand?"

"There may be two reasons, but I'm not sure, maybe only one." Another maid interrupted with a smile.

"Doria, I don't want to play guessing games, make it clear!" Daenerys shouted immediately, as if she had been told what she wanted.

Both Doria and Aislin were gifts from the governor of Pentos, Illyrio Mopatis. Aislin was just 12 years old, and she was a singer who had been carefully cultivated by the governor's mansion for many years. In addition to being able to dance, Knowing nothing but singing beautiful songs, Doria is a little older, nearly twenty, she was found by the Governor in a brothel in Rees, and was specially given to her to teach her how to sleep. effort.

"If you insist, fine." Doria saluted with a smile and said:
"The cause of your sorrow is that your brother is the only one who is looking for you, and he will cause you much trouble if he continues to stay with you. Therefore, the crown of the great khal does not make you happy. Likewise, another king did not come. Seeing you, you can't make up your mind, does he not love you, or is he unwilling to love you?"

"Viserys won't cause trouble for me, he will only cause trouble for himself." Daenerys finally stopped pacing, calmed down, she lowered her head, and said very sadly: "I also hope that another A king can love me, but I don't need his pity."

"I know." Doria approached slightly, and said softly: "The great Kayo has a high status. You hope to share the supreme glory, protect your brother, and let him avoid some troubles. Therefore, you think My own love is not pure enough."

"You love the great Kaa just like a knight admires the king, and you are eager to dedicate your loyalty and life to him, because he is indeed a born king, the person who is most qualified to rule the world, but when the knight feels that he is not loyal enough, he You will feel that the king is staring at him with terrifying eyes, similarly, you now think that the only thing that the great Kaa can give you is sympathy and understanding, Daenerys, look at me!"

Daenerys looked at her maid in a daze, and Doria said:

"Compassion is not worth a crown. Princess Targaryen does not need sympathy. Is the great khal the one who can give sympathy to others? Is he galloping with the Dothraki cavalry, or is he proud of killing warrior!"

"The knights learn to fight and serve the king, that is their loyalty, and you, be the Khaleesi of the Dothraki instead of lamenting in the camp."

Daenerys raised her head radiantly, her mentality changed and she no longer hesitated, or it can be said that she finally understood what she should do.

"Excellent." Doria smiled happily. She took the princess's hand and said with serious eyes:

"I think you used to be a girl whose beauty surpassed the limits of what words can describe. At that time, we all sympathized with your sorrow, but now you are a noble and brave girl yourself, and we will all love this You, as long as you no longer complain, no longer fear, no longer cowardly, the great Kayo and his people will definitely love you."
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Time passed slowly, everything in the holy city was ready, and many merchants and missions flocked, because the news of the crowning of the Dothraki king had already spread throughout Essos.

From Slaver's Bay, the Disputed Lands, to Braaavos farther away, all those who could get away and come to the holy city came as soon as possible. Since the beginning of the bloody century, no one would not pay attention to a unified Dothraki.

Women and children brought many flowers and sprinkled the avenue of the gods. Musicians and singers from all over the world played clear and cheerful music in every corner of the city.

On the evening of the last day, from the watchtower, you can see the endless tents outside the city. All night, the city is brightly lit, with constant laughter, and people are waiting for the arrival of dawn.

As the sun rose over the mountains in the east and the shadows of the steppe faded away, all the bells in the city rang together, and rows of huge horns, carried by uniformed trumpeters, sounded solemnly.

The banners were fluttering in the wind, and Kahal's bloodriders pushed forward like a steel wall, marching towards the city, their armor shining silver in the sun, they came to the bronze horse gate, and stopped not far away.

Although Vaes Dothrak has no city walls, a barrier has been set up at the entrances all around, dressed in dark brown light armor, guarded by cavalry holding spears.

In front of the horse gate, there stood Officer Ofer, Bachelor Bas Potter, and emissaries from other regions, right-wing Wanhu Kosoro and left-wing Wanhu Hasha, leading many famous leaders to stand there, Standing beside them were people dressed in splendid attire and holding fresh flowers. On the Avenue of the Gods behind the horse gate, there were crowds of onlookers.

A group of heavily armored warriors surrounded Mongol and Daenerys, and walked out of the bloodriders. The crowd fell silent. The great khal and khalishi wore traditional Dothraki painted robes, with only one silver crown on their heads. The jewel chain pinned to the forehead, the two of them walked side by side.

"Is that our Khaleesi?"

"Yes." Kosoro said to Harsha, who had just returned from Korazaji Zask:

"She comes from Pentos. It is said that she is a well-known princess there. By the way, her family can also manipulate dragons. Her ancestors relied on the power of the three-headed dragon for only one year. Conquering Westeros in two years, it's unbelievable, everyone in the city says so, I guess..."

Before Corsolo finished what he said, the horn sounded and people fell silent again. Ofer walked up to Menggo, bowed his head respectfully, raised a golden riding whip with both hands, and said:

"Great King of the Dothraki, please accept your authority!"

Seeing Mungo accepting the whip, he stood up straight and announced in a clear voice:

"Dothraki, messengers from all over the world! Beware! Standing before you is Mungo, descendant of the horse god, commander of the mounted warriors, leader of the people of the steppe, master of the Dothraki sea, invincible, He has the power of the gods, he has unified the Dothraki, and he should be the great khal of the Dothraki, the king of the Dothraki, who lives in the holy city."

"The Great Khal, King of the Dothraki." All the tribesmen shouted in unison, retreating to both sides to make way for a flower-covered avenue leading to the central palace of the Holy City.

Bachelor Bas Potter pulled the messengers beside him, stepped aside, and explained: "Although the great khal has entered before, this is a Dothraki tradition. As long as all Dothraki get out of the way This means that they agree that Khal Mongo is king."

At this moment, Ofer spoke again:
"Dothraki people, according to tradition, the great Dothraki khal has no crown yet, but times have changed, and all the people are willing to make him king and cast a crown for him to prove the nobility of him and his blood. "

The bloodrider stepped forward and Ofer opened the box, revealing two gorgeous crowns.

Mungo first took out the Sun Crown and put it on his own head, and then took the Bright Moon Crown and put it on Daenerys beside him. He held up the golden whip in his hand and shouted:

"Long live the Dothraki!"

His figure is as tall as the ancient giants, overwhelming everyone nearby, he looks majestic, his eyes are full of wisdom, he has the power to fear the gods and the ability to resurrect people in his hands, he stands under the sun , the whole body exudes light.

"The great khal is here!" cried Ofer, falling to his knees.

At that moment, all the horns sounded together, and all the Dothraki tribes fell to their knees. Amid the melodious music, Mungo and Daenerys walked through the avenue of gods full of flowers and came to the palace. went straight in.

From the towers at the top of the palace unfurled the banners of galloping horses and sun, moon and stars, and the reign of Mungor, King of the Dothraki, had begun, and many songs would be sung of the great hour.

(End of this chapter)