Game of Thrones: Battle Royale Game

"I don't know what you mean? Your Majesty."

"Here," Daenerys glanced down at the Pride Square, "everything."

"Earl Grafson told me in detail that he once sailed here." This is Ian's general explanation. Everything related to what he saw and heard in the distance was told to him by Darren. "This is also what I said. Reason for choosing to come here to find the military.”

"He also told you about the Good Lord," Daenerys frowned, feeling as if she had eaten a fly when she said the word 'Good Lord'. "The atrocities against the slaves?"

Daenerys has been in exile with Viserys for many years and has long been accustomed to slavery, but almost all she has seen are slaves in the house. She has seen them being abused, but she has never heard of anything like Asta Lord Boshan is so cruel.

"No, he only told me that the Unsullied are the best army in the world, and I have just confirmed this myself."

"So you're still going to buy them? After learning all this?"

"Yes, because it is difficult for us to find an alternative, or" Ian looked into Daenerys's eyes, his tone was very serious, "Your Majesty, do you have other opinions?"

They are not human at all! Daenerys screamed in her mind that they were eunuchs made of bricks, as bad as the rest of Astapor, killing babies and strangling puppies for a spiked helm.

But Daenerys didn't say anything. She knew she couldn't have a conflict with Lord Darry here. In front of outsiders.

But why? Obviously I am his queen, I should be the one making the decision! Daenerys became more and more depressed, and she didn't know who she was angry with.

Is it Ian who suddenly becomes strange and cold-blooded? Or am I too cowardly to dare to speak out orders? Or is it the slave city itself, filled only with stagnant heat, the stench of sweat, and peeling bricks?

Daenerys' silence satisfied Ian, which meant that he had successfully established authority over her as a 'teacher' in the previous two months. Even as a 'queen', she did not dare to Object to your own opinions in public.

Therefore, Ian decided to end this period of testing.

"I will buy them, Your Majesty, and I will tell you my reasons when I get back to the ship..." Ian returned to his usual gentle tone, "And you just need to give me your trust as before."

Daenerys hesitated, then finally said a good word.

"Then next, I need you to cooperate with me." Ian whispered next to Daenerys.

Afterwards, the two returned to Krazny and the others.

"Ask this barbarian," Krazny quickly said to the little translator, "ask his bitch queen what her final decision is?"

"Lord Krazny wishes to know whether you have decided to purchase the Unsullied."

"I don't like the way you train the Unsullied, and I don't like the brick eunuchs," Daenerys replied.

"The queen said she didn't like the Unsullied and their training methods, but she didn't refuse directly. She probably wanted to bargain." The little translator immediately said to Krazny.

"But Lord Dragoncaller convinced me," Daenerys changed her subject. "He is a professional in the military, and he is also the top commander of my army. I value his opinion, so we made the final decision. Yes. Buy."

"She changed her story again. She said she was willing to buy it," the little translator said quickly.

"Did she bargain?"

"But no, she said she changed her mind because of the suggestion of Lord Dragoncaller."

"Dragoncaller? Who is that?" Krazny looked around Daenerys blankly, hoping to find such a person.

"It's the earl next to the queen, and the knight reported their name at the beginning."

"Dragon Caller," Krazny looked Ian up and down, "What does this mean?"

"I don't know, Master, I just translated the common language they speak."

"Of course you don't know, you stupid ass! I asked you to ask them!" Krazny whipped the little translator.

"Yes, Master," the little translator nodded quickly, and then turned to Ian, "Dear Dragon Caller, my master is very interested in your title, and he wants to know the origin of your title."

The origin is because I didn’t want Daenerys to think that the birth of the dragon was her fault alone, so I also added a title to myself.

But this time Ian deliberately asked Daenerys to say the title. What he wanted was to attract Krazny's attention.

"I'm here to buy the Unsullied, not to sell dragons," Ian said, pretending to be impatient. "You can't afford my dragons either. I don't want to waste my time on things that have nothing to do with it."

Just as Ian was speaking, the black dragon Ion flew up from the high platform and landed on Ian's shoulder.

"How was it? What did he say?" Krazny asked quickly.

"The Andals don't want to talk about this issue. He just wants to buy the Unsullied as soon as possible, but he also said that we can't afford his dragon."

"What do you mean? Is his dragon going to be sold?" Krazny's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Lord Krazny would like to know, do you also sell your dragons?"

"As long as someone sets the starting price, why can't it be sold?" Ian glanced at Krazny as if he were a fool. Although the latter couldn't understand the common language, he could still feel some contempt.

"But the dragon is extinct. What you are carrying on your shoulder is the only dragon in the world. How can you be willing to sell it?" The little translator asked again after communicating with Krazny.

"That's why I said I need someone to give me the starting price. It takes decades at least for a dragon to grow, and I need an army that can sweep across Westeros now. If someone can provide me with this, it's not just the dragon itself. , I can also sell him the method of training the dragon, so that he can become the true master of the dragon."

"You need Valyrian blood to train a dragon. Otherwise, you can only use the Dragon Horn. This is not a secret." The little black girl continued to translate Krazny's words, "Did you get that legendary treasure?" ?”

"Of course I'm not talking about the dragon's horn. I don't need that kind of thing at all. I have my own way to tame the dragon." Ian shook his head.

"Absurd! Do you think I am a fool? Or do you think I am a barbarian who has never read a book?" Krazny became furious after hearing the translation.

"I thought you were a wise man, but you are indeed acting like a fool now."

The little translator was stunned for a moment and considered his words, "He said that he regarded you as a wise man, but you are not thinking with your wisdom now."

"What do you mean? Ask him carefully, what does he mean?"

"Master asked you why you said this?"

"Isn't it?" Ian raised his hand gently, and the black dragon Ion left his shoulder and crawled at his feet.

"Let your master open your eyes and see. Do I look like I have Valyrian blood or am I holding that bullshit horn? Neither, but the dragon surrendered before me."

"This is ridiculous."

"Sometimes reality is more ridiculous than poetic anecdotes. Dragons have been extinct for 200 years, and I am the first person in those 200 years to actually own a dragon.

Whether they are the maesters of Westeros, the wizards of Qarth, or the witches of Asshai. No one knows dragons better than me. No matter what they say, they have never even seen the shadow of a dragon. Practice can only It is the only criterion for testing truth. "

"This" Krazny couldn't refute for a moment.