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Chapter 516 I am the true dragon of the Targaryen family!

The wealthy Governor Illyrio grew nervous.

Viserys was killed in this brutal manner, witnessed by his sister.

He thought Daenerys would go mad.

He didn't bother to consider how Daenerys appeared, he was just worried that she would lose control and do something irrational.

If he were implicated, he would be truly in tears.

He was about to speak when he saw Drogo seem to notice something and turned around, seeing the girl in his field of vision.

The barbarian leader seemed to be in no mood at all regarding the appearance of Daenerys.

After looking her up and down, he walked towards his "fiancée".

Illyrio's heart suddenly rose to his throat.

His fat body trembled slightly due to nervousness.

If these barbarians got angry, the few people he brought with him would probably not be able to protect him at all.

There was also a man in the crowd with a hint of nervousness on his face.

He was a middle-aged, sturdy man with a slightly bald head and dark skin.

Jorah Mormont.

He was an exiled knight.

As the former chief of Bear Island and head of House Mormont, his life didn't need to be so miserable.

Unfortunately, he married a wife who spent money lavishly.

Or the ex-wife.

In order to make his ex-wife happy, he squandered his fortune and sold poachers to the Tyroshi as slaves.

The slave trade was illegal in the North, and in order to avoid punishment, he fled with his ex-wife.

Of course, his flirtatious ex-wife soon found a new meal ticket and dumped him.

Jorah came to Pentos alone, lonely and downtrodden, as a hedge knight.

Viserys noticed him and recruited him into his service.

Jorah naturally looked down on the exiled prince of the Targaryen family, but in order to get a pardon, he deliberately approached him to obtain intelligence.

He did not stop Drogo from killing Viserys with golden water.

At this moment, he felt uneasy when he saw Drogo walking towards Daenerys.

"If the last member of the Targaryen family dies, how can I obtain intelligence?" he thought.

The surroundings suddenly became quiet.

The only sound was the thump of Drogo's footsteps.

He looked directly at Daenerys, not slowing his pace.

Killing the other person's brother was not a big deal for him.

Many women in their tribe were abducted in this way.

Not to mention their brothers, even the parents and children of those women died under their butcher knives.

When the two sides were only a few meters apart, he suddenly heard the girl speak, saying some unfamiliar words, but there was no anger in her expression.

"A true dragon is not afraid of fire."

"He's not a real dragon."

Daenerys said flatly.

Hearing this, Illyrio's expression relaxed instantly.

But soon, his eyes widened again.

In his sight, flames suddenly billowed around the girl.

The flames spread along her feet, igniting some wood chips on the ground.

In a flash, she turned into a flaming creature!

"I am the true dragon of House Targaryen!"

Daenerys' voice was cold, yet revealed a certain unquestionable majesty.

Illyrio was stunned.

He had heard of the rumors about the "Unburnt" of the Targaryen family, but the situation before him was more than just Unburnt, it was simply the embodiment of fire!

He stared blankly at the girl in his sight and suddenly felt a sense of fear.

He had entertained the idea of ​​taking the maiden into his chambers before, as his brother Viserys had hinted.

He only gave up the plan because he thought she was too shy and thin, and he could fully maximize her benefits.

If I had really done that at the beginning, and she had done this to me while we were making love in bed, wouldn't I have been turned into ashes?
He is not an unburner.

Illyrio swallowed and shuddered.

Drogo was also stunned.

The scene before him was beyond his understanding.

Even the wizards I have seen and killed before don't have such means!
Perhaps only the legendary Night King can be compared to him.

He is closest to Daenerys and feels it most deeply.

The scorching temperature made his body feel a little uncomfortable.

Jorah responded the fastest.

He half-knelt on the ground and said fanatically, "I am willing to be loyal to the true dragon of the Targaryen family, my queen!"

The changes that happened to Daenerys made him think of countless things.

He saw endless potential!
If you follow her closely, you might get more than just pardon!
What's more, he had a liking for the girl the first time he saw her.

Daenerys glanced at him and nodded imperceptibly.

She knew that Jorah had been recruited by his brother earlier.

But she was in need of someone right now, and didn't mind a "rebel" like him.

Seeing that the others hadn't reacted, she simply kept climbing.

In an instant, her height reached 100 meters!
She was surrounded by flames, which set the tent behind her on fire.

Yet no one paid any attention.

Everyone looked up at her in horror.

Drogo felt his body burning hot, with sweat pouring down his strong body.

His face was also filled with disbelief.

Is this still the delicate exiled princess?
He felt that the other party could step on him to death just by raising his foot!
Behind him he heard the cries of the Dothraki warriors and the whining of horses.

He knew very well that the scene before him would become an eternal nightmare in their hearts.

From this day forward, no Dothraki will dare to wield a weapon against her unless she is killed!
She destroyed the courage and confidence of the grassland warriors!
A strong impulse arose in Drogo's heart: he must kill her at the moment when she showed her invincibility, otherwise his 40,000 warriors would become toothless beasts in front of her!

He straightened his body and grabbed the long knife at his side.

Suddenly, he felt the other person looking down at him.

Drogo's heart was shocked and his expression changed instantly.

He loosened his right hand and stepped back quickly.

The long sword was already covered with flames, melting the blade!
Even the fearless Drogo felt fear at this moment.

Is she a god?
He heard a rustling sound behind him, which was the sound of soldiers throwing away their weapons.

He turned around and saw that the tribesmen behind him had already kneeled on the ground.

The faces of those people were full of awe, and some even called upon the gods.

He looked to the other side and saw that the cunning and unruly wealthy governor was also half-kneeling on the ground.

Feeling that gaze looking down at him again, the surface of his body began to feel hot. Drogo gritted his teeth and held on for a few seconds, finally lowering his proud head.

He is brave and fearless, invincible, but that is relative to ordinary people.

But she is not an ordinary person!

She is God!
On the vast grassland, the hundred-meter-tall fire giant is extremely dazzling.

Figures knelt before her one after another. Under the light of the fire, the expressions on those tiny faces looked particularly vivid.

Daenerys looked around at everyone, her heart filled with nervousness but also with surprise that was difficult to conceal.

Originally, she had never thought of conquering so many people at once.

But its own power has obviously brought about some interesting changes.

She simply pushed her abilities to the limit and shocked everyone.

Seeing that even the arrogant wealthy governor had pledged his loyalty to her, and the powerful grassland leader had also expressed his submission, she couldn't help but feel excited.

But she was not overwhelmed by the situation.

She knew very well that true submission could not be achieved through violence alone.

Her father is a living example.

Only interests can make the relationship between each other more solid.

To further consolidate this relationship, we must rely on honor and faith...

Other things she couldn't take out now, but enough for them to be inseparable from her own interests she happened to have.

"I accept your allegiance," Daenerys said slowly, "Now rise!"

The exiled knight Jorah and the wealthy governor Illyrio were the first to stand up.

Drogo, who had been observing the two men's movements, stood up as well.

The others then straightened up.

They stared at Daenerys in awe, watching her body shrink little by little.

The flames gradually disappeared from her body, and she returned to her delicate girlish appearance.

Jorah's gaze was as intense as ever.

He has found someone worthy of his true loyalty!
Illyrio's fat face was covered with sweat and his eyes were equally eager.

Daenerys's extraordinary performance also made him think a lot.

The "Conqueror" Aegon Targaryen was able to unify the continent of Westeros with three dragons, and now this princess of the Targaryen family looks even stronger.

Could it be that she is a dragon in human form?

Then wouldn't it be easier to take back the Iron Throne and become the Lord of the Seven Kingdoms again?
What's more, we now have the help of this group of grassland barbarians!
He glanced at Drogo, who had a complicated expression on his face, and clenched his fists secretly.

Since I have followed her so early and have the merit of following her, won’t I be able to get a higher position in the future?
Maybe it's not just the Chancellor of the Exchequer, the Hand of the King may also have a chance!
Drogo actually felt a little regretful the moment he knelt down.

Never before had the Dothraki warriors been so timid before the battle.

But thinking of the mountain-like fire giant just now, he really couldn't muster the heart to resist.

That is definitely not a power that humans can possess!
All kinds of thoughts came into his mind, and just when he was hesitating, he suddenly saw the girl's gaze looking at him.

Even though he was still looking down at the other person with a condescending look as if he was examining the goods a few days ago, at this moment he consciously lowered his head and did not dare to look him in the eye.

In his opinion, the girl in front of him was not a weak-looking girl, but a flaming demon in human skin!
Daenerys looked at everyone one by one.

Her gaze lingered on Jorah, Illyrio, and Drogo for a few seconds longer.

Among all the people present, these three are the most special.

As a mercenary knight, Jorah is naturally quite powerful.

The most important thing is that he is the first person to express his submission to me!

As for Illyrio and Drogo, these two people have extraordinary identities and she also needs to pay attention to them.

She fixed her eyes on Jorah and said, "As my first knight, I will reward you."

Her voice was flat and she looked even more helpless, but Jorah's expression was extremely excited.

He half-knelt on the ground and expressed his gratitude.

When Jorah saw Daenerys stretch out her hands and suddenly two transparent cups appeared in her palms, even though he already knew that she was extraordinary, he couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Illyrio, Drogo and the others were also filled with astonishment.

They were shocked by the miraculous scene of taking something out of thin air.

Daenerys raised her left hand. "This cup represents strength."

She raised her right hand again and said, "This glass of wine represents longevity."

Seeing her raise her hands, Jorah quickly thanked her.

Two balls of fire suddenly appeared, carrying the two wine glasses and floating in front of Jorah.

Jorah took the two glasses of wine with excitement and respect.

Under the gazes of everyone, he poured two glasses of wine into his mouth without hesitation.

It took him no more than half a minute from the time he stood up to the time he finished his two glasses of wine.

Everyone stared at him.

They were all very curious about what Daenerys meant by power and longevity.

Soon, they understood.

Seeing the wrinkles on Jorah's face disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye, his complexion becoming rosy, and the hair on his head becoming lush, not to mention Illyrio, even Drogo widened his eyes and exclaimed.

In just a few breaths, Qiao La changed from a bald middle-aged man into a young man.

He looked to be in his early twenties now, with bright eyes and thick hair as silky as silk, and he looked quite handsome.

Illyrio's eyes nearly popped out of his head.

But Jorah drew out the long sword in his hand, held the hilt with one hand, and placed the other hand on the front of the blade, and slapped it hard.

click!
The long sword actually broke into two pieces!
He bent his legs slightly and exerted force with his feet. In an instant, everyone saw only a black shadow disappearing into the sky, and it took several seconds before it fell heavily to the ground!
A cloud of dust rose from the ground, but Jorah quickly stood up and half-knelt on the ground excitedly: "Thank you for your generosity, my queen!"

Illyrio heard a swallowing sound beside him.

He glanced at Drogo, not laughing, but understanding his reaction.

He also longed for this kind of power that even the best warriors could not possess!
When Illyrio noticed Daenerys's eyes on him, he was so excited that he didn't even know how to walk.

He fell to his knees, and before he could say anything, he saw two glasses of wine in Daenerys's hands.

"Strength or longevity," Daenerys said, looking at him. "You choose one."

Illyrio was stunned: Can't I have them all?

He glanced at Jorah enviously and understood what Daenerys meant.

Jorah was able to get both because the first was loyal to her.

I was a little slow in being loyal, so the reward I received was also a little less.

He hesitated for just a second before saying, "Lifespan."

"I want longevity, my queen!" he added.

Daenerys nodded.

Illyrio quickly raised his hand and took the cup of wine that represented longevity from the flames.

He bent over, holding the wine glass in both hands, shaking uncontrollably.

Seeing the wine shaking and almost spilling out, he quickly leaned his head forward to drink it.

As a poor assassin who had nothing and then a wealthy governor who built up a huge empire from scratch, he enjoys his current life very much.

As he got older, his health gradually failed, which always troubled him.

What he was most worried about was that his people would be gone but the money had not been spent.

There was nothing he desired more than a longer life.

After quickly finishing a glass of wine, he immediately felt changes in his body.

A warm current surged through his body, and his originally heavy body inexplicably became light.

He looked at his hands and found that they had become much rosier and the calluses on his palms from the past had disappeared.

Even his fat belly collapsed.

He raised his hand and scratched it, and was surprised to find that he actually had abdominal muscles!
He really looks younger!

This is a vitality that we haven’t had in decades!
"Thank you for your generosity, my queen!" Illyrio said quickly.

Noticing his changes, Drogo's eyes also became fiery.

(End of this chapter)