From the beginning of the game of power, I became the protagonist

This is a dragon! It's the legendary dragon!

God of the Seven, can you find anything more worthy of investment than these!

Why are you all so busy collecting herbs and building new ships for Jon Snow? Could it be that three mighty dragons are no match for a 'Storm Swordmaster'?

Just when Daenerys was hitting a wall everywhere and didn't know what to do, the latest news brought by Xarozan Wandasos completely shocked the Dragon Queen, and she realized that she had to meet this "Storm Sword Master".

The Targaryen family's most precious treasure, the famous sword 'Blackfyre', is actually in the hands of this bastard!

Chapter 32 Common Guest Etiquette

Watching Arya quickly knock down several Golden Company emissaries who had come to her, and then throw them out of the courtyard one by one, Chen Hui coldly shouted, "Go back and tell your captain that I snatched Blackfyre from Euron Greyjoy."

"If you want it back, you can either exchange it for five million Golden Dragon Yuan, or try to see if you can beat me."

"This is just a small warning. If you dare to harass me again next time, I will take real action."

"Fuck off!"

Having said that, Chen Hui no longer paid any attention to the disheveled Golden Group envoy, and ordered his men to close the door tightly, and returned to the house with the unsatisfied little wolf cub.

"Jon, if the Dragon Queen knew you had the Blackfyre sword, would she come looking for you?"

Arya naturally knew about the existence of Blackfire. Chen Hui had even demonstrated the true use of this sword to her more than once.

Not only that, Chen Hui also specially transmitted a dragon flame energy into Arya's inner alchemy, and gave her the only dragon bone dagger that could ignite the divine flame.

After all, in the TV series, Arya relied on this dragon bone dagger to stab the ultimate boss, the Night King, to death. This shows that the wolf cub has a deep connection with this dagger, enough to be called the chosen one.

However, due to her limited cultivation and the lack of "dragon blood" on her body, Arya could only ignite the dragon flame for a few seconds at most, which was a far cry from Chen Hui's ease and could only be used as a surprise killer move.

After hearing Arya's question, Chen Hui replied nonchalantly, "So what if she's here? Should I just give her Blackfire for free?"

"Don't mention that I'm a Targaryen. Even if I'm not, the value of this sword alone makes it impossible for me to give it away for nothing."

"Jon, Jon," Arya pleaded, her eyes shining. "Please let me see the black flames of Blackfyre again. It's so dark and majestic."

"Go watch your own Blue Flame." Chen Hui waved his hand impatiently and said, "You've been pestering me to watch it at least ten times these days. I'm also annoyed."

"I saw it an hour ago." Arya curled her lips and said, "It will take several hours to recover. I'm not a real dragon like you. I can't ignite dragon flames at any time."

"Then you should focus on your cultivation instead of doing these unnecessary things." Chen Hui stroked the wolf cub's depressed head and said soothingly, "As long as your cultivation is deep enough, you can transform the magical power of your inner elixir into dragon flame energy, which will greatly increase your endurance."

"Jon, do you think father's 'ice' can ignite the flame of God?"

"How should I know?" Chen Hui spread his hands and said, "I haven't tested it with 'Ice'."

Seeing the little wolf cub's eyes rolling around after hearing what he said, Chen Hui knew that the cub had already set his sights on his family's heirloom sword.

After shaking his head helplessly, Chen Hui took out a bottle of pills and handed it over, saying, "Don't overthink it. I don't think this 'Golden Group' will give up. You should hurry up and practice more. Actually, it's thanks to the Thirteenth Giant that he got so many rare medicinal herbs this time. Otherwise, it would be really difficult to refine these precious pills."

"It still costs money." Arya took the bottle and replied nonchalantly, "Including the newly built ship, Jon, you've spent nearly 200,000 gold dragons. Otherwise, these vampires wouldn't be willing to work so hard."

"It's a fair trade, isn't it? You get what you pay for." Chen Hui touched Arya's head and said with a smile, "Hurry up and practice. When you master the fourth level of Inner Alchemy, I'll burn black flames for ten minutes, and you'll see it all."

"Old Gods! It's a deal!" Arya clapped her hands excitedly and skipped to her own private secret room to practice.

"This little girl." Chen Hui shook his head with a doting look on his face, and returned to his own secret training room. He took out the black dragon egg from the space and absorbed the dragon flame energy inside again.

Although the inner elixir's magical power can be converted into dragon flame energy, since the dragon flame itself is also very beneficial to the growth of the inner elixir, practicing with the dragon egg is still a compulsory course for Chen Hui every day.

After several months of intensive research, Chen Hui has found the optimal exchange ratio between magical power and dragon flame, which allows him to get the greatest benefit from dragon eggs with the least investment.

After several hours of concentrated practice, Chen Hui, who had exchanged several dragon flame energies from the dragon eggs, was interrupted by the sudden arrival of a servant, who told him that there was a guest, the silver-haired queen who had been mentioned to Arya before - Daenerys Targaryen.

According to bloodline, she is the biological aunt of Jon Snow, whom Chen Hui replaced.

Not only that, since Daenerys's mother is her father's biological sister, she is also her cousin.

If you take into account all the inbreeding relationships that the Targaryens have had over the past few hundred years, this title would probably be even longer than her own.

In this regard, Chen Hui can only say that your circle is really chaotic.

Walking into the reception hall with his mind full of random thoughts, Chen Hui first nodded to an acquaintance beside him, Ser Jorah Mormont, and then spoke directly to the silver-haired girl in front of him, "Nice to meet you, last descendant of the Targaryen family. You are here for the sword 'Blackfyre' as well, right?"

Ignoring the discontent in Chen Hui's words, she raised her hand to stop Jorah Mormont, who had begun to nervously press his sword. The silver-haired girl then stood up and greeted him, "Nice to meet you, Lord Jon Snow, Swordmaster of the Storm. I am Daenerys Stormborn of House Targaryen, the Unburnt, Mother of Dragons, Khaleesi of the Great Grass Sea, Queen of the Andals, the Rhoynar, and the First Men, the Silver Queen, the Dragon Queen."

Chen Hui listened to this long list of titles with his eyes wide open. In his mind, he also added a long list of titles that she would get in the future, such as "Breaker of Shackles" and "Queen of Meereen". After a long time, he took a deep breath and waved his hand, signaling the servants to serve tea and snacks.

This is the 'guest etiquette' commonly practiced on the continent. No matter whether they are nobles or commoners, as long as the guests enter your home and eat the food you give them, it is equivalent to signing a 'non-harming each other' agreement that both parties must abide by. Violators will inevitably be cursed and spitted upon by all gods.

As for the previous 'Golden Group' envoys, I'm sorry, Chen Hui didn't give them any food.

Sure enough, when the food was placed on the table, even Jorah Mormont, who had always looked nervous, completely relaxed at this moment, and even slowly took his hand away from the hilt of the sword.

After all, as a fellow Northerner, he knew full well that the Stark family, who valued honor, would never attack a guest after fulfilling the 'guest etiquette' contract.

Chapter 33: Other people’s affairs have nothing to do with me

After they each finished their refreshments and formally signed the guest contract, Chen Hui said bluntly, "I understand the purpose of your visit, but I can't agree to it. After all, you can't afford the price."

"I wonder what the Lord Swordmaster's request is?" Daenerys asked softly.

"Five million gold dragon yuan, or you can defeat me." Chen Hui replied calmly: "This is what I ask of the 'Golden Group', and the same goes for you."

"That's too expensive!" Jorah Mormont almost jumped up and said, "Five million gold dragons! The entire North can't afford such a large sum!"

You know, this nobleman who was once full of honors committed a serious crime for just a few tens of thousands of gold dragon yuan and was almost killed by Duke Ed's sword.

"Ser Jorah could try to ask me for it with the sword in his hand." Chen Hui shrugged nonchalantly. "Or you could wait until the Dragon Queen's three dragons grow up and have them come to me for it."

"I also want to add the title of 'Dragon Slayer' after 'Storm Swordmaster'."

Daenerys treated the three dragons as if they were her own. Upon hearing this, her eyebrows raised in anger, her chest heaving for a moment before she suppressed her rage and said in a deep voice, "I wonder if Master Swordmaster could let me see this sword first? I want to see this family heirloom with my own eyes."

"May I?"

Chen Hui curled his lips when he heard this, and immediately waved to the servant beside him. Then he saw the servant walked into the inner room, took out a long wooden box from it, and placed it respectfully in front of Daenerys.

Since he already knew the purpose of the other party's visit, Chen Hui was naturally prepared.

With trembling hands, she opened the wooden box and gently stroked the family treasure that had been lost for a hundred years. Daenerys was unwilling to look away for a long time, staring at the blade of the "Blackfyre" sword infatuatedly.

"You can pull it out and try it." He secretly complained that Euron Greyjoy was indeed thoughtful. Judging from Daenerys's current obsessed look, if this guy in the TV series could take the initiative, he could really capture her with this sword.

So after shaking his head speechlessly, Chen Hui suddenly had an idea and took the initiative to speak, signaling Daenerys to appreciate it more closely.

After looking at Chen Hui with surprise, Daenerys, who had been impatient for a long time, drew the sword from the scabbard and waved it a few times with some difficulty. Although her movements were unfamiliar and clumsy, the expression on her face was extremely excited and she was obviously extremely happy.

After reluctantly putting the sword back into its scabbard, Daenerys slowly closed the wooden box and said to Chen Hui with a determined look, "Master Sword Saint, I will definitely get this sword back, whether it means using money or force, I will definitely do it."

"Really?" Chen Hui smiled slightly and motioned for the guard to bring the wooden box to him. He opened the box and took out the sword, shaking his head. "But I don't think you, Daenerys, know how to use this sword at all."

As he spoke, Chen Hui drew out the 'Black Fire' sword, used the dragon flame to pour into the sword, and then saw a black flame burning on the sword, like an endless hell.

"What's this!?"

The sudden shocking scene frightened everyone present and made them stare at the blazing black flames burning on the sword in confusion, completely unable to understand what was going on.

"Sure enough, even the Targaryens have no idea how to use this sword." Chen Hui removed the black flame and handed the Blackfire sword back to Daenerys. He raised his hand and said, "You can try again and see if this sword is willing to respond to you, Daenerys."

Looking at the family heirloom sword in her hand, which had now returned to its original state, Daenerys was extremely shocked. After hesitating for a moment, she raised it again. She tried every method she could think of, but she couldn't make the sword ignite a trace of black flame, not even a spark.

“This… This is impossible…”

He casually took back the 'Black Fire' sword, ignited the black flame again and made a gesture, then Chen Hui put it back into the scabbard, closed the wooden box and signaled the servant to put it back.

"This sword is not meant for you, Daenerys." Ignoring Daenerys's expression of shock and confusion, Chen Hui shook his head and said, "Your destiny lies with those three dragonlets. Raise them well and stop yearning for what is not yours. Those who are greedy will only bring about their own destruction."

After a moment of silence, Daenerys suddenly stood up from her seat and said in a deep voice, word by word: "Whether it's a dragon, a sword, or even the Iron Throne, I will definitely take it back! Let us wait and see! Lord Jon Snow, the 'Storm Swordmaster'!"

Having said that, Daenerys did not stay any longer, turned around and said goodbye to Jorah and others and left.

"You haven't seen the darkness of the human heart, my little aunt." Watching Daenerys and her group leave, Chen Hui, recalling the plot of the TV series, shook his head and sighed, "Otherwise, you would know what it means to have ideals that are full of hope but reality that is very skinny."

"But then again, that Zhu Bajie is quite ambitious. He even dreams of becoming the King of Qarth. I can't let you succeed this time. Otherwise, if so many giants die, who will find those rare medicinal herbs for me?"

Chen Hui shook his head at the thought, and took out a piece of letter that had just been sent from the North from his pocket and read it carefully.

Renly Baratheon is dead!

However, unlike in the TV series, there was no visit from Aunt Cat this time, and he did not marry Rose of Highgarden.

Therefore, when Renly was assassinated, he was having sex with his lover Loras Tyrell, so that the horrific scene fell into the eyes of the "Knight of Flowers", allowing the "beautiful" Brienne, who was originally suspected of regicide, to escape, but she was inevitably heartbroken.

Since many people knew the relationship between Renly and Loras, and Highgarden and Storm's End were the most steadfast allies, no one suspected that it was the 'Knight of Flowers' who plotted against Renly, and basically everyone believed his explanation.

Hearing that someone had used black magic to plot against a legitimate king who had been officially crowned, the entire continent of Westeros was in an uproar, and countless nobles became uneasy, fearing that they would become the next victim.

Although there are currently three confirmed suspects, namely Joffrey of King's Landing, Tywin of Casterly Rock, and Stannis of Dragonstone.

However, when he saw that Stannis had no intention of getting to the bottom of the matter, but instead immediately, with an almost greedy look, gathered almost all of Renly's Baratheon vassals.

Everyone vaguely understood that the culprit who used dark magic to plot against his own brother should be the Duke of Dragonstone, Stannis Baratheon.

Well, even though he would never admit it.

After seeing that Eddard Stark stated in the letter that he intended to publicly announce that the North would no longer support Stannis's claim to the throne, Chen Hui smiled indifferently and casually ignited a dragon flame to burn the letter, watching the ashes dissipate in the air.

All Chen Hui's previous plans were simply to hope that the North could avoid the near-destruction of the "War of the Five Kings" and retain its vitality for future fights against the White Walkers.

Now that the goal has been achieved, it is no longer his business what happens between the remaining four 'kings'.

I hope the God they believe in will bless them, Amen.

Chapter 34 I am the King of Qarth

Time flies, and nearly another month has passed.

Today, Chen Hui, who was practicing in his secret room with the dragon egg in his hand as usual, suddenly heard a loud noise coming from outside, as if someone was quarreling or fighting.

Due to the great reputation of the 'Storm Swordmaster', people have been coming to seek advice and challenges from time to time in the past two months.

Chen Hui was impatient to deal with such low-level noobs, so he usually left it to Arya to deal with. He also stipulated that 100 gold dragon coins must be paid for each challenge, so that he could earn some extra money while giving the girl practice.

Of course, if the girl lost, Chen Hui would not only receive her personally, but also compensate her with 500 gold dragon yuan. However, two months passed, and facing nearly twenty challengers, the 500 gold dragon yuan was never spent. Instead, he made a net profit of several thousand gold dragon yuan in pocket money.

Although many enemies were defeated, Arya was always very restrained in her attacks and no one was killed, so these people were basically convinced and did not cause any trouble.

Therefore, seeing that the noise in the front hall seemed to be getting louder and louder, Chen Hui, who was a little confused, had no choice but to withdraw from today's practice and pushed the door open to see who was so blind.

When he walked into the front hall, Chen Hui was quite surprised to find that it was Daenerys and her group who came to the door.

Ser Jorah was seen protecting Daenerys, who was filled with grief and anger, while several Dothraki warriors were besieging Arya. However, in front of the extremely sharp swords, several warriors fell to the ground one after another, and their scimitars were cut off by the swords. They were no match for Arya at all.

"Daenerys, please explain why you're here today." Looking at the Dothraki warrior collapsed on the ground, Chen Hui said calmly with a cold expression, "If you don't give me a satisfactory explanation, I won't be serving you any refreshments today."

Not serving her refreshments means that Daenerys is not considered a guest and can be killed.

"People of the North! Give me back my dragon!" Seeing Chen Hui finally appear, Daenerys went crazy. She wanted to rush up and fight Chen Hui to the death despite Ser Jorah's full efforts to stop her.

"Dragon?" Chen Hui frowned slightly when he heard that, and immediately realized that it must be the wizard in the Immortal Hall who stole the dragon just like in the TV series.

But your dragon is lost, why are you coming to me?

He asked the question in confusion, and then saw Daenerys excitedly say: "The guards guarding the dragon were all killed. You are the only one in this city who can do this! You despicable Northerner!"

Chen Hui curled his lips at the words, and with a flick of his body, he came closer. With a backhand slap, he sent Ser Jorah flying backwards. Then he grabbed Daenerys's throat, tightening his grip as he said in a deep voice, "If it were me who stole the dragon, believe me, I would have killed you outright to save you from trouble now."

Having said that, Chen Hui loosened his grip and watched Daenerys collapse and sit down, coughing non-stop.

"Who told you, or hinted to you, that I did this?" Chen Hui said calmly.

"It was my handmaiden Doreah. She said there was only one enemy." Daenerys held her throat and gasped for breath. Suddenly realizing what was happening, she hesitated and said, "It really wasn't you who did it?"

"Reaching out and pulling Daenerys up, Chen Hui asked speechlessly, "Does your maid have three heads and six arms or can she fly on clouds? I killed so many people, why didn't I kill her too? Why did I give her the chance to complain to you?"

"Where's the maid? Did she come with us?"

"Doreah was injured. I asked her to rest first." Daenerys murmured, "Are you saying she is lying?"

"Take me to see. If nothing unexpected happens, your maid should be missing." Chen Hui shook his head when he heard this, glanced at the people who had stood up, and walked out with Arya.

Returning to the courtyard where the young dragon had been placed, Chen Hui inspected the wounds on the already laid-out corpses. He glanced speechlessly at the somewhat embarrassed Ser Jorah and said, "I don't blame Daenerys for not understanding. How come you don't understand either?"

"This wound clearly shows a weak woman stabbed with a dagger. She must have drugged the guards first, then took advantage of them being unable to move and attacked them. Where's the maid who lived?"

"Gone." Ser Jorah lowered his head and said, "He was resting inside just now. I don't know where he is now."

"It seems she's been bribed." Glancing at the already shaky Daenerys, Chen Hui said calmly, "This was a coordinated operation. First they drugged her, then they killed her, and finally they took your dragon away. The mastermind must be very rich, otherwise your maid wouldn't have betrayed you."

"Who...who took my dragon?!"