Game of Thrones: Dragonborn Comes

Werther: "You asked me to unmask today, do you regret it?"

"Sorry! I regret that my dragon is not here to burn you to death with dragon flames!" Daenerys said viciously.

"The little girl is quite fierce! Are you afraid that I will kill you now?" Werther said lightly.

Daenerys pointed to Werther's face: "Don't think I don't know, you just want my dragons! You'll never get them!"

Werther pushed her hand away, crossed her armpit with both hands, and lifted her from the stone chair.

"You're so angry! Werther is nothing more than that! The Baratheons are reckless!" Daenerys didn't struggle, letting Werther lift her up, but Werther put her on the ground again.

"Come with me to the slave room." Werther turned and left.

Daenerys didn't move: "You want to use force on me? Give up your heart, even if I am pregnant with your child, I will kill him with my own hands as soon as he is born!"

"Not all men are interested in your shriveled figure! Daenerys!" Werther was really a little angry, and his tone was very stiff.

Daenerys is also sensible, her life may be saved for the time being, but it is no good to anger Werther, she might get a beating, so she silently followed Werther.

The two came to the house where the slaves lived, went down a stone step and entered the basement, where a large kitchen was used to process ingredients, and the stove was in a hut on the outer floor.

There were still many slaves working inside, and when they saw Daenerys coming in, they immediately stopped their work, got up and stood aside with their heads down, not daring to look directly at Daenerys.

"What did you bring me here for?"

Werther walked into the innermost part of the kitchen, pointing to a pile of fresh meat: "Come here."

"Isn't it sausage stuffing, sheep intestines, fresh meat, I still understand these. Although they are my slaves, they eat very well." The ingredients and kitchen of the slaves are separated from the slave owners. She never eat these.Daenerys approached, looked at it and said proudly.

Daenerys took a breath of fresh air: "Werther, this is the bad habit of slavery in Meereen. I never knew about it. If it is under my rule, I will abolish slavery!"

"You think I'm showing you this so your conscience can tell you? Do you think you have a chance of ruling Meereen?" Werther looked into her purple eyes.

"Then you?" Daenerys was very small, without the stone chair, she could only look up at Werther.

"I know many of these people who were played to death by you. I just let you remember them."

Then Werther said viciously:

"I want your two dragons, and your nephew's dragon, and then I will kill both of you, and send your heads back to King's Landing for a reward!"

Daenerys began to breathe rapidly, and fear began to spread in her heart, with a horrified expression on her face.

Didn't you just stand tall?Now that she has defeated her psychological defense, she will be able to control it later.

"At dawn tomorrow morning, you will come back to Meereen with me! Don't try to escape, you can't escape. Find your reinforcements as you please, and I will kill as many as they come!"

Daenerys stood there staring blankly at Werther.

"Robert knew that you were still alive, and he couldn't bear not to send killers to kill you, but if you want to restore the old dynasty, you have to bear the price!"

Werther turned and left.

Daenerys wrinkled her small face, tears flowed from her eyes, and she began to cry aggrievedly.

That night, the messenger cavalry and the ravens from the sky came out of the manor in an endless stream since last night.

Early the next morning, amidst the puzzled eyes of the crowd, Werther stood in the middle of the training ground with a giant sword wrapped in white cloth on his back.

Not long after, Daenerys and the four maids came out together, and they were all dressed in the simplest white robes that were no longer glamorous.

"Werther, can I bring four maids with me?"

Werther looked at the four maids who were three tall and one short: "Do they have names?"

Daenerys was no longer high-pitched, and her voice was very low: "Irri, Jiki, Doria, and Missandei."

The three Dothraki women, and the youngest Missandei, Werther has images of these people in his memory. I don’t know how they got to Daenerys, but the four women can’t make any waves. Come. "As you go, let's go."

The slave brought over six white horses, five women mounted them, and Werther stood where he was.

With a purple summoning technique, the skeleton horse Avak jumped out again. Regardless of the shocked eyes around him, Werther led a few women on horseback and ran towards the city of Meereen.

As soon as Daenerys left, the wine estate exploded, and the soldiers began to pick up weapons, pack their bags and prepare to go. Theon and Asha were going to lead them around the city of Meereen to the south.

The Dothraki who lived in the tent outside the manor were very surprised when they saw Werther's skeleton horse. Many of them thought of something and immediately reported it to their khal.

"That's the bastard! This skeleton horse rider killed my bloodrider on Na Sa! Werther Baratheon!" Kao Momo remembered.

Molo Kao sharpened his scimitar with a stone: "He is the murderer you have been searching for for several years!"

Kyumokao shouted to the surrounding soldiers, "I will avenge my loyal bloodriders!"

A Dothraki soldier answered, "I think Daenerys is walking with him!"

Several khal wanted to ride Daenerys, and wanted her to have her own offspring and ride a dragon, but this person ran away, and they were very upset.

"Out of the valley ahead, there are three roads to Meereen, and the three of us will chase one of them." Kyumo Kao was thoughtful.

Kao Molo directly found his beloved horse, patted the horse's back, grabbed the horse's mane, jumped up and ran out of the valley, and his tribe's warriors also howled and rode behind him.

The vineyard is on the west side of the city of Meereen, and there is a section of Valyrian Road to Meereen. Werther walked slowly along it with five women.

Avak stomped heavily every step he took, and the horse's hooves collided with the road surface to make a stamping sound. It liked this flat and firm road very much. The girls behind looked at the purple skeleton horse and felt uncomfortable all over.

Approaching the outskirts of Meereen, the coastline of Slaver's Bay is on the side of Valyrian Road, and now the golden top of the Great Pyramid of Meereen can be seen in the distance.

There was a puff of smoke and dust behind, and the rumbling horses rushed quickly. Werther stopped and looked behind. There was a large group of Dothraki, at least a thousand.

Kyumo Kao didn't chase Werther so quickly because his tribe was very large. Apart from those who lived at the entrance of the wine estate, there were many people living in the valleys around. It took some time to rendezvous with the troops.

Kyomo Khal's larger army was stationed in the Dothraki Sea and did not come, but he felt that these people were enough to deal with a magician without dragons.

Kyumo Kao raised his scimitar and pointed at Werther, and issued an order to his subordinates: "Catch me the first five women, and they will live! Kill that alien man!"

"Woooooo~~~"

The Dothraki cavalry screamed like they had taken medicine.

When Daenerys saw these cavalry from the prairie, she felt a glimmer of hope in her heart.

"Stay away, five of you." Werther was about to dismount when the Dothraki stopped and retreated.

"What happened to them?" Missandei asked, both excited and nervous about the coming conflict, the hope that several people would be rescued, but now the Dothraki stopped again.

Daenerys put on the hood: "I don't know, the smoke from the horses over there is too much to see clearly."

"Let's go, fight if you want, I don't have the time to wait for them." Werther continued to move on the horse, and the girls had no choice but to keep up.

From time to time, they turned their heads and looked behind, expecting a great hero to save themselves and get rid of Werther's clutches.

Boom~~~

The clatter of hooves grew louder, and more Dothraki appeared.

"Woooooo~~~"

Countless cavalry rushed out of the smoke and dust, holding scimitars and shouting slogans, rushing towards Werther and the others.

The one who ran at the front on a white horse was extremely tall and mighty. His long black beard and the braids behind his head were blown up by the wind. The length of the flying braids was already similar to the tail of the running horse. The little bell, shining in the sunlight.

"It's Khal Drogo! He's come to save me!" Daenerys had a gleam of hope in her eyes.

These Dothraki people are really annoying, and looting runs through their lives. Werther doesn't want to bother with them because of the disputed place, and now they are looking for them. Werther really wants to kill them now.

Werther likes land battles, so he got off his horse, unwrapped the bloody Ska blade, and took the giant sword in his hand:

"Daenerys, I advise you to stay away. Don't wait for the Dothraki to save you, and you will be killed by our magic."

The women did not speak, and continued to run towards the city of Meereen on their horses, leaving Werther alone to face thousands of Dothraki cavalry.

The Dothraki cavalry, in addition to scimitars and bows and arrows, were surrounded by archery. They did little damage and were extremely insulting. Their mobility had to be restricted, so Werther ran to the sandy beach by the sea.

"Look, that alien man wants to escape! Haha." The Dothraki on horseback became even more excited.

Chapter 210 The Sixth Horse King

The long beach on the outskirts of Meereen is full of fine white sand, soft and warm, and the blue waves lapping on the beach without any foam, this is a tourist attraction that will break heads and compete with each other in later generations.

In this world, only poor people or slaves lie on the beach to bask in the sun. They want to dry off the fleas or lice on their bodies, and there are only a few nobles who have this hobby, such as Werther.

Werther took off the white robe and hood that got in the way, and stepped on the beach wearing only a pair of shorts and sandals. The sea breeze blew his short hair, and the sun was very comfortable on his tall and strong body. It was the thousands of cavalry who charged behind and destroyed this beautiful scenery.

Daenerys had already rode her horse towards Meereen for almost a hundred meters, and stopped to watch Werther's battle.

Missandei covered the sun with her hands, and looked at Werther who was only wearing underpants: "Look, princess, he ran to the beach! This galloping Dothraki cavalry, even if he is a magician, he can't deal with it."

"Not necessarily, Werther is not easy to deal with." Daenerys was looking forward to Werther's body being torn into pieces, and recalling the doomsday scene of Braavos when she was a child, she began to pray for these Dothraki, praying for them to get all The blessing of the road gods can kill Werther.

Seeing the cavalry getting closer, Werther began to cast magic. A whole set of ice armor gradually covered his body, and the flames burned all over his body. He held the handle of the Bloody Scar Blade with both hands, and rushed towards Drogo who was at the front. Kayo swung down obliquely.

The blood-red crescent flew across quickly, and the neck of the white horse under Khal Drogo was cut off directly. After seeing Werther raising his sword, he was ready. side, dodged the blow.And following behind him, two cavalrymen were killed by Crescent Moon.

The headless white horse slammed to the ground, and Khal Drogo jumped behind another horseman before the horse fell to the ground.

One after another of red light hit, Khal Drogo jumped on the horses of the cavalry one after another to avoid it, and a dozen fallen horses and cavalry were trampled into flesh by the horses behind.

He escaped!sharp!

Mobilizing the magic power to activate the double summoning, the two demon kings walked out of the purple magic and looked at Werther.

"Dragonborn! Are you going to kill again?"

The two Demon Werthers recognized him from his horns, and greeted acquaintances who had been there several times.

Werther pointed behind them: "Look at the back, leave me the one that rushes forward, and kill the others as you please!"

"Blood! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

I didn't expect the two demons to kill so many cavalry, as long as they can disrupt the formation of the opponent's charge.Werther changed to one-handed sword, waiting for Khal Drogo who was deliberately let go.

Drogo also saw that Werther was waiting for him, so he ignored the two men in black armor and let the remaining cavalry charge directly towards Werther.

"Woo! Ha!"

Khal Drogo sprang high from his horse, grasped the scimitar in both hands, and slashed at Werther in the air.

Werther did not dodge or dodge, and raised his sword to block.

clang!

The two weapons collided with a loud sound.

Drogo turned and stepped back quickly after landing on his feet, raising his scimitar to Werther with one hand.

....

Werther looked at the weapon in his hand, a Valyrian steel scimitar with a keel handle!No wonder Drogo dared to fight like this when he saw that he had a magic weapon.

"Roar!"

Drogo, who was taller than Werther, attacked again. Werther turned off the magic of the flame cloak and fought him only with his great sword.The two demon lords blocked the cavalry in front, causing those charging behind to stop or change direction.

"what!"

clang~~

"Roar!"

Werther and Drogo had a temporary chance to fight one-on-one. The two displayed their martial arts on the beach, and their moves could not leave each other's vital points.

Drogo's strength and reaction are top-notch. Werther has no heroic mentality in his heart, just to experience the martial arts of the strongest Dothraki.

Suddenly feeling that the two summoned demons had returned to the world of oblivion, Vitra stepped back a few steps and looked at the cavalry group. Hundreds of corpses of men and horses were scattered everywhere, and the other Dothraki cavalry surrounded them. He kept running in a big circle, and the ground in the middle was densely packed with arrows.All the scimitars in their hands were replaced by bows and arrows, and there were a few ivory-white keel bows among them.

Knowing about martial arts almost, Werther said to Khal Drogo: "You are the most powerful human being in martial arts I have seen so far. I will leave you a dead body!"

Khal Drogo was taken aback when he heard Werther's Dothraki.

The fight between the two went from the beach to the knee-deep sea. Werther didn't hold back anymore, thrust his greatsword into the ground, and kicked Khal Drogo in the stomach quickly.

boom!

"Ugh!" The kick was so strong that Drogo's soles left the knee-deep sea.

Werther grabbed his scimitar hand, twisted it from his hand, and cut Drogo's long braid at the shoulder with one sweep.

"Oh no!"

boom!

Another fast, hard kick, this time directly into Drogo's face.

The drowsy Drogo fell to his knees in the water, Werther twisted his wrists behind him, swept his legs to make him lie down, and pressed his neck with the other hand, pressing his head into the sea .

Drogo squeezed his mouth shut and struggled desperately, and Werther's feet began to freeze the sand, making him stand firmer.