Game of Thrones Overlord Conquest

The afterglow of the sunset turned the sky into a riot of purple and red, extremely gorgeous. A crescent moon shone on the peak in the distance, reflecting a pure white light.

There was no one on the Avenue of the Gods. Guarded by armored warriors, the maester and Marwen galloped on horseback, watching the ruins of the gods on both sides passing by quickly.

Finally, they left the road and came to the outside of the Prophet's Hall, which was hung with oil lamps. The place had been cleaned and used as a banquet hall for entertaining distinguished guests.

The original black beams, strangely decayed stone steps, and painted walls are now all painted in very appropriate and elegant colors, shining with a heavy and vigorous aura.

Looking at the brand new palace in front of them, the bachelor couldn't help but want to describe their hard work and great achievements to the teacher, and said with foaming at the mouth:

"Our performance is very good. Maybe in terms of architecture and metallurgy, we can't match the achievements of the Valyrian Empire. Many secrets have been lost, but we can already build a system that is not weaker than Westeros." Strong armor and a sharp sword.”

"We have also surpassed many Free Trade Cities in terms of architecture. After you rest, you should take a look at the holy city and the channels in the mountains, as well as those cisterns! You should take a look at those large buildings paved with rocks of various colors. The square! And the newly renovated King’s Palace in the center of the city! After seeing these gorgeous buildings, you will know that we are not an uncivilized country.”

"If possible, I will definitely go and have a look." Marwin looked at the bachelor and said with a smile:

"Any outsider who can see the prosperous scene of Dothraki after the unification will definitely be surprised!"

"Bol, you really like the Dothraki, don't you?"

"That's right." The bachelor straightened his back and replied proudly and firmly: "Only here can I have a chance to show what I have learned."

"So, teacher, I hope you can stay."

Marwin was silent for a long time and did not give a definite answer. At this time, the two of them had already crossed many stairs, passed a long corridor, and entered the hall of the palace.

The lights in the hall are bright and bright, and the air is filled with the aroma of grass and spice flowers, making people feel like they are still in the beautiful time of the grassland in the midsummer evening.

The sound of singing music and talking was very noisy, which made Marwin a little uncomfortable. He looked around and found that the great Kaa was also chatting with others as if he was getting along with his friends. He was sitting on the seat facing the south of the house chatting with others. He laughed and shouted:

"Quickly take off your armor, noble Nohat Chito, you have already arrived at the banquet at your friend's house."

In fact, the Dothraki will also wear gorgeous clothes and spray perfume, especially when they appear in the Free Trade City. Such rituals are considered to be more decent behavior by them and increase the worth of the warriors.

Mengge had no objection to this habit. He should wear whatever clothes he wanted in any place. This was not a pursuit of glitz. He only required soldiers to maintain a dress that symbolized their status in the army.

As for Nohat, whenever the great Khal appeared in public and had him at his side, he always wore full battle armor no matter what.

Tonight's banquet, he put on a set of sophisticated armor - this was the latest plate armor forged by Shosakuin. It was shining brightly and trimmed with gold. It looked more ceremonial than ordinary armor.

Marwin, who has traveled around the world, is a man who has seen the world and met many knights. He is also good at identifying war equipment. He immediately recognized that this set of armor was definitely made by a top craftsman. This kind of plate armor is famous in West Luo, only the richest knights could afford it.

He looked at the steel warrior with great interest and said to the bachelor beside him: "I really want to meet the master who forged this armor."

Hearing this, Bass Potter replied cautiously: "This is a precious person. If you are willing to stay, the great Kaa will fulfill your wish."

"You may be right," Marwyn said after thinking for a moment, and then added:

"For a long time, no country has given me a very novel feeling like Dothraki. The great Kaa also eliminated my stereotype of a strong man. He is really both brave and smart."

"Look!" At this moment, Mengge also spotted the bachelor and Marwin standing at the door, stood up and shouted loudly:

"This is our distinguished friend! Bachelor Bath Potter's teacher, Dr. Marwyn of Westeros Citadel, welcomes you!"

"Dear Great Khal, King of the Dothraki, Master of the Holy City, good evening!" Marwen walked out of the shadows under the porch, stood in the center of the hall, bowed respectfully, and said:

"May your health be good, and may your brilliance shine on this world!"

"Marwin, this is not a formal meeting, this is just a meal, a banquet for friends to reunite. As Mengge spoke, he rang the bell that summoned the singers and waiters to enter the hall, and said:

"As soon as the bloodrider informed me that you have finished chatting, we will start preparations immediately. I heard the maester said that you like music and food, and you will definitely be satisfied today."

"I also feel like singing." Marwin said with a smile: "It's just that my stomach wants to eat and drink more now!"

His words made everyone laugh, and soon the banquet began, where the guests and hosts enjoyed themselves. The delicious food and beautiful music did not distract him in the slightest.

It took quite a while before Marwen raised his head and had a chance to look around. Most of the people present were Dothraki, but there were also a few guests from other races.

He was sitting on the right hand side of Meng Ge. The great Kaa was sitting at the end of the long table, looking down at everyone, which made him feel unable to look directly. He turned his eyes to the opposite side, where there was a short, tall man. Guests wearing laurel wreaths of branches.

This man's expression was fearless and full of joy. His weather-beaten face hid golden eyes like the blazing sun, and his words were as pure as the spring wind, touching people's hearts directly. This made him look like a A forest wizard who came out of ancient legends. Everyone could see that he was wise and powerful. He was by no means someone to be underestimated.

In the center of the long table, there is a chair covered with a fine tapestry. Sitting on it is a Yidi man wearing a monkey tail hat. He is tall and strong, exuding a noble temperament like a prince. His appearance is very... He is young, but his eyes are full of worry and hesitation, as if a confused soul has taken over his majestic body. However, Dr. Xuecheng feels that this person does not seem to be so simple.

While Marwin was sizing up the Yidi, Mengge suddenly turned around, pointed to the short guest, and introduced him:

"This is Forrest, the Seer of Yvervelon."

Then, he pointed at the silent Yidi man, with an inexplicable meaning flashing in his eyes, and said with a smile:

"That one is the envoy of the Emperor Yi Di Qi Lan Chao, and he is also the eldest son of the Emperor - Bu Qi. There is so much turmoil in the east. He should have stayed in Yidu, but he was sent here all the way. Therefore, he is not in a good mood. What do you think is the reason for this?”

Marwin knew clearly that this was not a topic he could talk about easily. At least at this banquet, it was best not to talk about these things. He quickly changed the topic:

"I'm not curious about the turmoil in the east, but I really want to know what kind of magic power can make your body as hard as steel and not afraid of fire and thunder."

Meng Ge looked at Dr. Xuecheng, smiled kindly at him, and said:

"Besides this secret, there are many things we can talk about, but if you can stay in the Holy City, I think I will be willing to share it with you. However, by then, you may feel very bored."

Marwin had never expected to get a definite answer, nor had he ever seen such a direct king. He was so surprised that he didn't even hear the last sentence clearly.

He froze for a while like a statue. He simply couldn't believe his ears. He shook his head and said:

"I can stay in the Holy City. You are a king who is good at governing. In such a world, this is a very important thing. But I cannot serve you wholeheartedly for the time being. One day in the future, I may I will leave because there are some very important things that need to be confirmed.”

The musicians began to play sweet music, and the golden firelight flickered on Meng Ge's face and hair. He smiled, gestured to Marwin, and whispered:

"You can wait a little longer before answering me. Maybe the thing you need to confirm is not that important. Maybe it will happen in the Holy City."

"Anyway, my secret is like the flame in the Fourteen Fire Peaks. Even if the earth collapses, the land sinks, and sinks into the sea of ​​smoke, it will never go out."

As he spoke, he stood up and followed the other guests in applauding the musicians. Then he leaned down and whispered:

"I heard that you met Daenerys Targaryen on the way here?"

Before Marwin could think about those words carefully in his mind, he was suddenly startled again. He stopped thinking and couldn't tell whether Mengge had sent someone to eavesdrop on his conversation, so he said directly:

“No one can know your secrets, but everyone has no secrets from you.”

"What are you thinking? You are insulting a king!" Mengge glanced at the pale Marwin, lowered his head and said:

"My warriors have met the Golden Company, and Madam Vagaro is also my friend. She and Duncan Jeffries have both helped me."

The doctor calmed down a little and leaned over respectfully:

"I apologize."

"But what do you think of Daenerys Targaryen? She is a very good child, but she should not have met you at such a critical moment."

"Why?" Mengge turned around and asked.

At this time, Marwyn began to talk about the conversation with the Maester, and he also mentioned the reality that the Targaryens had lost the Iron Throne of Westeros.

Meng Ge's face remained motionless, looking at Marvin calmly. Although he still listened politely, his black eyes showed an indifferent look.

The doctor also noticed this. His words became more and more unnatural, and his dark face turned red. It was obvious that the great Kaa knew his intentions and had already made his own decision.

When Marwin stopped narrating, Mengge said in a polite and humorous tone:

"You see, Your Excellency, not only in my kingdom, but in any country, there are always people who cannot help but care about other people's marriages."

"But a Dothraki man, a great king, will neither use women to strengthen his political position nor use women as shields and swords to fight his enemies."

"Daenerys Targaryen will be like a Dothraki woman, with her own riding crop and her own horse. She will be a qualified Khaleesi, riding beside the Khal on horseback. I will treat her like a Dothraki woman." Have due respect.”