Game of Thrones: Dragonborn Comes

"come out faster!"

Daenerys quickly crawled out, and found that her brother Viserys had saved her. Looking at her brother's burned hands, she wanted to touch them but dared not, so she hugged her brother's waist and began to cry.

Through the flames, Viserys looked at Werther who was about to come here, and then looked at Daenerys, who was not burned at all, but was just black all over, and touched her sister's intact hair with hands that had no touch:

"I am the only remaining male of House Targaryen, doomed to die here today."

Viserys was arrogant, arrogant, and even a bit of family hereditary madness, but he was not stupid, and he still recognized the situation. He grabbed Daenerys' shoulders:

"A lot of family information has been lost, sister, remember what happened today, true dragons are not afraid of fire! Your ability may be the key to unlocking the Targaryen family's secrets about magic and dragons!"

Viserys shoved her over the side of the boat.

When Daenerys heard her brother say this, she cried and grabbed Viserys's hands. Viserys was pulled and fell to the side of the boat and lay on his stomach. The scorching heat on the boat made his hair curly. Daenerys Si pulled his hands and hung him beside the boat.

"Let's go together! Woo~~, let's go together!"

Touch, Werther fell to the deck, and the flame elves in the distance also stopped attacking.

"Shut up! Werther is here!" Viserys told his sister, and opened her sister's hand. Daenerys stopped crying, the tears on her face were dried, and she grabbed her brother's hand with both hands. Without letting go, Viserys could only struggle to roll over on his back.

The magical flames parted suddenly, and Werther came before Viserys.

"Former prince Viserys Targaryen! Never thought we would meet in this way."

"You despicable snatcher! Do you want me to beg for mercy?" Viserys cursed, looking for a chance.

"No, I'm just talking to you because of your status. You should have expected this day from the time you win over people who want to restore." Werther stood with his hands on the Dark Sister and talked to him.

"Hahaha, if you don't do this, will your Baratheon family let us go?" Although Viserys laughed, his voice trembled.

"My elder brother Robert has given you a chance to live in peace for more than ten years. Otherwise, do you think it is difficult to find a few assassins to kill you with the ability of the king of the Seven Kingdoms?"

"Our House Targaryen is the orthodox one, and you Baratheon's usurpers are destined to be punished! The nobles of the Seven Kingdoms will rise up against you!" Viserys knew that there would be no chance of escape this time.

"Your Targaryen family is nothing more than conquerors. Do you really think it is destined? Don't be naive! If you want to participate in the game of power, you have a narrow escape from death. If you are not capable enough, don't join in. How many families have perished because of these things .”

Werther raised his sword:

"It's the first time you and I have met, there is no right or wrong, it's just that we stand in different positions. This sword is called the Dark Sister, and it is the family heirloom sword of your Targaryen family. I will use it to send you to your family today. your ancestors."

Viserys breathed faster and closed his eyes.

There was no scream, Daenerys felt her hands lose strength, and then blood flowed from the deck of the ship and dripped onto her face.

Knowing that her brother was dead, Daenerys' weeping face gradually became resolute, she let go of her hand and fell into the sea, swimming to the bottom of the boat next to her.

Werther stepped onto a dozen boats and jumped ashore, put the Dark Sisters on his shoulders, and walked towards the Palace of Sea King with Viserys' bleeding head in one hand. The flame elves followed behind, leaving behind a long line of burning Flame trails.

Chapter 82 Aquaman

"The red devil has killed people!" A little girl on the street pointed at Werther and said.

Werther grinned at her, his bright red face showing his white teeth, the little girl was too frightened to move, a woman hurried over, picked up the little girl and ran into the house, closing the door with a slam.

Werther was helpless, wearing shorts, with red skin all over, holding a black sword and following a creature with flames all over his body, and holding a human head in the other hand. With his current appearance, he couldn't explain it clearly.

Walking on the way to the Sea King Hall, no matter if they were residents, assassins or soldiers, they all voluntarily moved out of the way, and the road was unimpeded.

Lifting Viserys' head, Werther looked at his face, not expecting that he would protect his sister Daenerys with his life when he was dying, Werther thought he would run away alone.

Viserys didn't know until his death that when he was beheaded, Daenerys hanging beside the boat was blocked from sight by the hull of the boat, but within the range of Werther's magical perception, she was like a beacon!Finding the ship they were on was also due to the magical reaction on Daenerys.

At that time, Werther ignored Daenerys at all, and didn't want to catch Daenerys. Werther had watched TV shows and knew that she could hatch dragon eggs, but what about the eggs?Daenerys does not have the function of laying dragon eggs.

Werther also let go of Illyrio, the governor of Pentos. He is the key figure in obtaining the dragon eggs in the future, and he gave the three dragon eggs.

He fled thinking Werther hadn't spotted him.With his fat body and the two Targaryens together, Werther guessed his identity when he first saw him.

When Werther was a child in the Academy City, he read "Blood and Fire: A History of the Targaryen Kings of Westeros" written by Dr. Geldan, which recorded that Rhaena Targaryen, the wife of Maegor I, had three The dragon egg was later stolen by her homosexual lover Alisa Farman and sold to the then Aquaman on the continent of Essos.

But this happened in the 54th year of Aegon's conquest, almost 250 years ago, and the whereabouts of the dragon eggs have long since disappeared.

Only Illyrio, the governor of Pentos, who has been operating information on the Essos continent for many years, can find it and has enough financial resources to buy it.Werther also thought about arresting him and forcing him to look for it, but this man was too weak and sick all over his body, and he probably died within a short time.

Now Daenerys knows that she is not afraid of flames, and Illyrio is alive. When they find the dragon egg, they put the dragon egg and Daenerys together, light a fire and burn it.

Valyrian magic is called blood and fire, or throwing several enemies into the fire and burning them together.

Thinking of the dragon egg, Werther thought of another thing. The dragon in the Elder Scrolls game is a fragment of a certain god, and the origin of the dragon in the game of power is different. Although the appearance is similar, it is weaker. Dragons are completely different things, but why can I absorb dragon souls?

And except for the magic systems of the children of the forest and the ancestors in the north, such as the wizards of Myr and the assassins of the House of Black and White in Braavos, the skills and magic they use have more or less the appearance of their own systems, and this The source of everything is the Valyrian Empire.

Werther can't figure it out now, and he has already reached the Neptune Hall after walking.

Werther lived in the Neptune Palace for a while, and even though the color changed, the guards still recognized it, and they all took the initiative to get out of the way.

Neptune was not seen near the hall. Werther took back the flame elves and went to the clerk's room first.

"Scribe!" Werther yelled when he saw no one.

"Here it is, so it's Lord Witte. What's the matter?" The clerk hurried over.

"Boom," Werther threw Viserys' head on the table.

"In my name, Werther Baratheon, write a letter to King of the Seven Kingdoms of Westeros: Robert Baratheon."

The clerk is not afraid when he sees a human head, and he has seen a lot of bloody storms if he can take the position of the clerk of the Neptune Hall. Since Witte came to send the letter, he will not hurt himself.

After the clerk sat down, he took out the prepared parchment and began to write the letter based on what Werther said. After finishing the beginning, he looked at the head and then at Werther.

"This is the head of Viserys Baratheon, the last male member of the Targaryen family, the former royal family of the Seven Kingdoms. He has been beheaded by me myself."

The clerk knew several languages, and he wrote very quickly in the common language of Westeros. After finishing writing, he handed it over to Werther for signature.

Werther stretched his fingers to the inscription on the parchment paper, pointed at the arc, and "Zi Zi Zi" branded his name on the parchment. The handwriting made by the arc is very special, and it is difficult to imitate in this world. You can tell the truth from the fake.

"Send the letter as soon as possible, and you can handle the head yourself." Werther said and I left, holding the sword and preparing to settle accounts with Neptune.

Sending a letter through the clerk is to let the news spread. Viserys' death must be announced to the world to be valuable!He died quietly in the stinky ditch, and maybe a fake one will pop up one day.

As soon as the last male member of House Targaryen dies, there will be a pause for a while after the news gets out.The inheritance rights of female members of the family are always weak in this world, and they can only start planning her marriage contract and the children she gives birth to.

After returning to the guest room where he was originally staying, after finding a suit of clothes to put on, Werther went straight to Neptune's bedroom.

At the door of the bedroom, Aquaman's bodyguard Quilo Valentine reached out and stopped Werther.

"Master Werther, Neptune is seriously ill now, and we don't see any visitors."

"As long as he is not dead, I will talk to him today." Werther slapped Quilo Valentine's hand away, and pushed open the door of the bedroom.

"Master Werther, please leave the bedroom immediately." Quilo Valentine drew out his sword, and several guards around him also drew out their weapons.

Werther had originally come to ask Neptune to inquire about his crimes, but now the bodyguards were still blocking him. In a rage, Werther directly locked the throats of several guards with magic power and twisted off the necks of several guards. Kick him in the stomach.

Quilo Valentine vomited blood and flew back into the bedroom, knocked down the screen, knocked down the table, and finally rolled to the bedside of Aquaman, curled up on the ground.

"Help! Help!"

Werther came over and saw Neptune lying pale on the bed, looking at Werther anxiously, but he couldn't move his body.

"Is it Werther? Quilo Valentine wants to usurp the Sea King's position. He poisoned my food, and now I can't move my whole body. He gave all the orders. Help me."

"Oh? Your bodyguard is really brave."

Werther pulled out the Dark Sisters, choked his throat with magic power, and brought Quilo Valentine to him again.

"Ferrego Antarion is a coward! He doesn't deserve to be the king of the sea!" Quilo Valentine said a word with a painful face.

Werther swung his sword, and Quilo Valentine's head fell to the ground.

"Werther, he should have an antidote, please help me." Neptune seemed to be suffering from poison.

Werther didn't find an antidote when he heard it, but walked onto Neptune's bed, stood on Neptune's body, and looked down at him.

"His Royal Highness, I have helped you get rid of the rebellion!"

After speaking, he lowered the Dark Sister: "It's a pity that such a loyal bodyguard follows you."

Then he held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and pointed the tip of the sword at the heart of Neptune.

"If other people may be deceived by you, but you forgot that I was awarded the title of Grand Bachelor by the Academy City, and I am very familiar with the humanities systems in various places, even if Quilo Valentine poisoned you to death. I can't be the Sea King, I really think I don't know, the Sea King is chosen by the nobles of Braavos!"

"Ah!!" The tip of the sword slowly descended, piercing the skin of Neptune's chest, and the blood quickly soaked Ferrego's clothes.

Ferre was in great pain, and the bodyguard he had arranged usurped the throne. Now even if Werther killed himself, the crime would fall on Quilo Valentine, and Werther would get the credit for killing the rebel.

"Poor idea from Mist Toin the fuck! He killed me!"

The nearby guards had already been transferred away by him, and he was unable to move after taking the poison, so he could only cry desperately, watching helplessly as the dark sister slowly stabbed into his body.

Werther looked him in the eyes: "Mist Toyn is baked!"

Chapter 83 Top of the Giants

Ferrego Antarion, the sea king of Braavos' generation, was stabbed to death on his bed.

His bodyguard, Quilo Valentine, the chief swordsman of this generation, also died beside his bed, and several personal guards died at the door of the palace.It didn't take long for the news to spread from the Palace of the Sea King that Quilo Valentine murdered the King of the Sea and was killed by his loyal bodyguards. There was also unreliable news that it was Werther Baratheon who killed him, but the guards of the Palace of the Sea King all agreed. Didn't see Werther coming in and out of the bedroom.

It is already late at night. Before, the city was in chaos and the people fled everywhere. After the accident in the Sea King Palace, most of the soldiers in the city began to gather here to start martial law.

By this time Werther had already reached the street.Now Nymeria and the others are nowhere to be found.

"If you can't find them, let them come to me."

Werther jumped into a boat at random and threw a coin to the boatman.

"Send me to the feet of the titans."

Ronald Clinton, Harry Strickland, and Damon Sand led Dorn's soldiers to Sludge.

"My God!" After Harry Strickland entered the ruins, the surprised expression on his fat face never stopped.

Ronald Clinton walked ahead: "Hurry up, you have to find the officers of the Golden Regiment as soon as possible to make sure they are still alive."

"Okay, Lord Ronald, I'll try my best to keep up. It's really not easy to walk here." Harry Strickland walked through the ruins with difficulty.

There are collapsed houses everywhere, rubble and rubble are everywhere, and the burnt charcoal wood is still emitting green smoke, and sparks are emitted from time to time, and a group of people began to scatter to search.

"There are people here!" Damon Sand shouted, beckoning everyone to come and check.

"How can you recognize this!"

A few soldiers moved away the rubble and sundries, and under the ruins appeared more than a dozen charred corpses huddled together.

A soldier pulled out a spear and opened a corpse. The scorched body, fingers and toes had been burned to ashes and scattered on the ground, the clothes had been burnt, and even the outside of the body was covered with black charcoal. As soon as the spear was pushed away, the scorched part fell off. , leaking the overcooked mutilated human body inside, exuding the smell of barbecue.

"There is no way to identify it." Damon Shad poked the head with his spear.

Harry Strickland leaned over at this time: "Look for the gold on their arms! The officers have gold rings on their arms, and the captain has more on his arms. It is their glory and wealth. It should be burned if the gold is burnt." beside them."

Daemon Shad shouted to the Dornish soldiers: "Look for the gold near the corpse, hurry up, everyone, you must find it before the city guards come!"

"Heh!" The soldiers took orders and dispersed to find someone.

Ronald Clinton put a hand on Harry Strickland's shoulder: "The new head of the Golden Regiment, these dead officers, do you want to take back the gold on their bodies?"

"The gold has to be taken back, and some people's children are still in the regiment." Harry Strickland looked at Ronald with a fierce look on his face, "but sometimes they will be snatched away by the enemy."

Ronald Clinton patted him on the shoulder hard: "Hahaha, good brother!"

"Ronald Clinton!" Damon Sand walked up to him. "Their gold must be returned!"

Damon Sand participated in Oberon's secret plan, and knew that the Golden Corps was basically under Oberon's control now. From the regiment leader, officials to the sergeant major, they were all arranged by cronies to take over. To take away the gold is to take away more It is impossible for him to ignore Prince En's gold.

Ronald Clinton Furious: "What the hell are you?"

"Your brother's glory does not belong to you. Robert confiscated your family lands and noble titles. You are just a fugitive who ran to Essos! And you should call me Ser Daemon Sand now!" Dai Mon Sand did not back down either.

Ronald Clinton wanted to draw his sword, but his son "Red Roland" rushed over to stop him, "No father, the Golden Company is our ally!"

"Hmph!" Ronald Clinton leaned on the hilt of his sword, looked at Daemon Sand with contempt, and walked away.

Damon Sand waved away the Dornish soldiers who had surrounded him, and looked at Ronald Clinton's back: "With this kind of thing, something will happen sooner or later!"

It didn't take long for the soldiers to find several charred bodies one after another, and found melted gold nuggets underneath. They also found a burly man with a severed hand, and the gold nuggets melted under him were the largest.

Several people gathered together, and Harry Strickland identified it carefully, "Looking at the figure and the size of the melted gold nugget, this is Mies Toyne! That's right."

Damon Shad stood up and looked at the corpse. The task did not need to be completed by himself, the target had already been killed by Werther.

Harry Strickland: "According to the rules of the Golden Regiment, the heads of the successive captains will be cut off and hung on the regimental standard."

Everyone nodded, and they had heard about the rules of the Golden Group, but Harry Strickland also looked at the crowd, and there was no movement for a long time.