Game of Thrones: Royal Game

Chapter 186

Essos
pantos

"Damn it! Damn it! Still haven't found it!" Player Marko roared loudly as soon as he returned to the camp, perhaps because he had been with the Dothraki for too long, he also acquired this habit of speaking, " Kalasa searched the entire Pentos under Drogo's order, but never found Daenerys' shadow.

Not only Daenerys, but also the player named Darren Grafson. Our brothers have prepared a trap for them for so long, and they didn't step into it!On the contrary, there was such a big commotion in Pentos! "

"Don't worry, I found a clue." Although the player Fogo said so, his expression was not good.

Marko guessed that what he found was not good news.

"I captured a spy who belonged to Prince Hazan," Fogo began to explain, "who claimed to have seen the Targaryens taken away in a luxurious four-horse carriage, and that they had a party of Unsullied attendant.

Although he didn't know the whereabouts of the two carriages, I managed to find another clue near the port. Many civilians saw a group of Unsullied desperately trying to save a burning inn, and the two matched the secret agent. The carriage described also stopped at the door of the inn. "

"You want to say that Daenerys and the others were burned to death in that inn?"

"I don't know, but this possibility exists." Fugo said, his face suddenly changed, and he shook his head, "No, this possibility has been ruled out."

"What are you looking at?" Ma Ke looked confused, and turned his head to look at the eastern sky. On the black curtain, a comet scattered crimson rays through the thick clouds.

"That bastard not only stole Daenerys, but also hatched the dragon." Fogo's tone was a bit bleak.

"So what are we going to do next?" Marco asked confused, "All our plans have been disrupted now, and many of the preparations we made in the early stage were in vain."

"When will you beat Drogo? Within half a year?" Fogo asked, forcing himself to calm down.

"What nonsense are you talking about? There are no more players to kill, the third main mission is nowhere in sight, and the standings can't be topped. With our current resource acquisition speed, it's hard enough to beat Jacco or Poirot within half a year. Win Drogo? Dreaming?" Marko couldn't help being irritable.

Because they didn't participate in any meat grinder, the resources they got were even far inferior to the Ander Poole brothers in Pentos.

"Uh..." Fogo was choked up, unable to speak for a moment.

To defeat Drogo in the fighting style of the Dothraki, I am afraid that it can only be achieved by maxing out the data board other than mental power.

"By the way, why did you suddenly ask?" On the contrary, Ma Ke broke the embarrassment first and asked aloud, "Did you think of something?"

"If you were Darren Grafson, where would you go if you stole Daenerys and got the dragon?" Fogo didn't answer directly, but asked.

"Astapor," Mako replied without hesitation, "when the player's time cost is so tight and there is almost no time to train soldiers, ready-made high-quality soldiers like the Unsullied must be snatched if they can." Got it."

"And then? What will he do?" Fogo continued to ask.

"Capture Astapor? Then further capture Slaver's Bay?" Marco thought for a while this time before saying, which is basically the original route.

"It's possible, but not necessarily," Fogo shook his head, "If they followed Daenerys to the point of Astapor in the original book, perhaps the abolition of slavery and the seizure of the city would be inevitable.

But since he took Daenerys away ahead of time, perhaps he would not choose such a radical way to capture Astapor, which would completely destroy credibility, and the abolition of slavery would offend almost the entire eastern world.

Daeron is such a dog, the whole of Pentos has been played around by him, even Illyrio and Hahazan have fallen into his hands, I don't think he will be so simple and rude. "

"Then what will he do?" Marco asked quickly.

"If I could have guessed it, it wouldn't be the situation where he stole Daenerys and our previous efforts were in vain!" Fogo was a little annoyed, "If possible, I really don't want to fight with him. enemy."

"Forget it," Fogo sighed, "Go back and find a way to tell Drogo about the fact that the man who cuckolded him went to Slaver's Bay, no matter what, we can't let Daeron find a place where he can farm safely , he has a dragon, and he must not be allowed to develop."

狭海
Kiss of the Breeze

"Don't eat?" Looking at the black dragon Ian crawling around next to a small piece of barbecue, Ian, Daenerys and others around the table looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Maybe we should find other food for it," Daenerys frowned, "but I don't know what dragons eat."

"Maybe. Milk?" Ian suddenly remembered that in the original book, the first thing the three-headed dragon did after it was born was to suck Daenerys' milk.
"Milk?" Daenerys couldn't understand Ian's meaning.

"Is there any milk on board?" Ian didn't answer her, but turned to Darren and asked, but then he patted his forehead. Well, how could there be?
With the preservation conditions of this era, who is okay to put this thing on the ship?

"How could there be?" Sure enough, Daeron replied weirdly, but his next sentence surprised Ian, "However, there are several dogs on this ship, and one of the bitches has just given birth to a litter. Milk can be expressed.

What kind of luck is this?Ian subconsciously looked at Daenerys, is this the legendary halo of the protagonist?Even if you are not pregnant and cannot produce milk, but since you hatched the dragon, fate will not let it be starved?

"Hurry up and squeeze! Quick!" Ian ordered quickly.

This dog really helped a lot. If it weren't for its existence, Ian would have to order the boat to dock now, and then go ashore to find milk for the dragon.

It is not far from Pentos, and there are many villages and densely populated. Ian is not worried about finding them, but he is afraid of bumping into the Dothraki raiding party, which will inevitably lead to a fierce battle.

Soon, Dai Lun returned to the table with a small bowl of dog milk.

Ian subconsciously wanted Daenerys to feed him, but an old saying suddenly came to his mind, if you have milk, you are a mother.

If I personally feed Ian the first milk, will it increase its closeness to me?Even said, will it make it think of itself as a dragon mother?
Thinking of this, Ian had quick eyes and quick hands, and snatched the wooden bowl from Daeron's hand before Daenerys who had already reached out to take the wooden bowl, causing the girl to show a confused expression.

"Let me do these chores, Your Majesty, you are a man of gold." Ian said perfunctorily, and then handed the wooden bowl to Ion's mouth.

Sure enough, this time the little black dragon didn't turn a blind eye to the meat, but quickly got up, flapped the translucent wings twice, buried his head in the bowl and drank.

"It drank it! What it needs now is this kind of food!" Seeing this, the girl immediately threw away the frustration of being robbed of the feeding opportunity, and cried happily.

After a while, the black dragon finished drinking the milk in the bowl. It retracted its head from the bowl, took two steps forward, and looked at Ian eagerly.

"It's not full," Daenerys said hastily.

"I can see that," Ian nodded. "Any more?" he asked Darren.

"If you want to squeeze, of course, but those puppies" Daeron said, and Ian gave him a look, so he quickly changed his words, "This dog has a high milk production, and there is no problem at all."

What are those puppies?Does it matter if there are dragons?Don't mention this in front of Daenerys, lest her sympathy overflow. This is what Daeron read from Ian's eyes at that moment.

After staying with Ian for a long time, he felt that he had practiced himself.

　next chapter evening

　　
　
(End of this chapter)