Game of Thrones Overlord Conquest

The Golden Group was all in worry and doubt. The clear sky seemed to be just a torture for them. They waited helplessly for good news every morning.

But there was no news. After the captain of the thousand households, Vess Kvo, left here with the blood guards, there was no more rumors or messengers to bring news out of the mysterious holy city.

Troubles kept growing with the passage of time, making people feel very depressed. They looked to the east for longer than they stayed in other places.

At dusk on the third day, Duncan Jeffreys was walking alone on the grass. The warm sunshine warmed his body, and he felt that his numb muscles were full of vitality again.

Volantis and his party were dragged down by the Golden Group and were also forced to stay here, but Duncan's character was very positive and optimistic. He might be the only one in this camp who could still keep a happy mood.

He walked around a raised grass hill and turned around to see Daenerys, the princess of Targaryen. From her expression, it was obvious that she was uneasy and sad.

Duncan looked at her. She stood with her head held high and her chest puffed out. Her pale face had a pair of bright eyes. When she looked toward the east, her fists clenched together.

"Is there nothing else to do?" Duncan said loudly, "You can go riding or hunting. These are essential skills for the Dothraki. You may need them in the future."

Seeing that Daenerys insisted on standing there despite the dissuasion, he sighed, shook his head, and turned to leave. After a moment, he turned back and said, "Even if you marry the great khal, it may not bring happiness. Even if you return to Pentos in pain, it may not be unfortunate. In this dark age, it is good to continue to live."

Princess Targaryen did not answer. Her heart was shaken, not because of Duncan's words. Although they had all experienced suffering, people's experiences were different, and no one could understand the situation of others.

Instead, more than once, she doubted her own beliefs. She was worried that the legendary benevolent and great khal did not need a Targaryen princess to be Khaleesi.

"I feel very uneasy, and I can't stay in the tent peacefully." Daenerys's confident face lowered slightly, and then she whispered, as if talking to herself:

"Are the generals and ministers of Weiss Dothrak discussing how to deal with this sudden and troublesome gift of mine?"

"I haven't learned to handle government affairs yet, but even if I succeed to the Iron Throne, I will still listen to the advice of the court. Within their professional scope, I will not disobey them unless it is really necessary."

"I don't know." Duncan gestured, stroking his short orange hair, and said: "But I know that Lady Vagaro's business is very busy, and anyone who wants to see her needs to wait."

"So, I think it will be busier for the great khal to manage a city and a country. Whether we like it or not, you and I must endure this long wait. "He looked at Daenerys, who looked a little better, and felt very happy. He knew that some things were more suitable for healing people's hearts than herbs, so he continued: "Lady Vagaro once told me that patience is to great deeds as wheels are to carriages. It is the eternal fulcrum of progress. Although the axe is small, it can eventually chop down the hardest and tallest oak tree after many chopping. " "Jeffreys, thank you very much for your kindness. I will consider accepting your proposal to go riding or hunting and become a Dothraki female warrior." Daenerys saluted him and walked towards the camp. Duncan was still pacing alone on the grass, the sun shining in his heart. Even in this dark age of turbulence, people who can discover beautiful things will always feel very happy. —— Just like this, on the fifth day after the Golden Group met the Blood Guard, there was still no news from the Holy City. Everyone looked into the distance and felt depressed. The sky was no longer clear, and the weather was a little cold. The north wind that gradually strengthened at night blew over the land, making it look desolate.

The next morning, Daenerys wore a sky-blue cloak with stars dotted around the collar and hem. This dress made her look very beautiful and noble, and it was hard to look at her standing there.

She sat upright on the horse, looking at the gray land in the east, shivered, and then turned her head to look at the gray, cold sky where the wind came from.

"What are you looking at, princess?" Bened Berene asked.

"Happiness, I don't want this journey to end like this, and give up the happiness I just found." Daenerys replied, her expression was solemn, and her eyes were extremely firm: "I don't know what I can get in the next time, but I have nothing to lose." "Sir, I am standing on the edge of life and death, there is a dark abyss in front of me, but there may not be light behind me. I can't turn back yet. If I turn back, everything will be over." After saying the last sentence, Daenerys exerted a little force on her knees, shook the reins, and the little silver horse immediately trotted in unison and galloped towards the east. "To go to the west, you must go east, to go back, you must go forward, to get light, you must go through the darkness." "Viserys, my brother, I love you, but I can't be like you."

"I am the heir of the dragon. I am Daenerys Stormborn, the Targaryen princess."

Her long silver-gold hair was fluttering in the wind, and the blue cloak behind her was fluttering in the wind. She looked like she was carrying the wings of a giant dragon on her back. The pale mare was galloping on the green grassland, and her four hooves seemed to be covered with green flames. Surrounded, dawn and the wind from the north came together, and even the knights of the Golden Company could not catch up with her momentum.

At this moment, the wind seemed to stop, the darkness receded, the sun shone again, the grassland and all the sounds in the world became quiet, there was not even a trace of wind and grass, even their own breathing disappeared, their heartbeats seemed to Also stopped.

Everyone's hands involuntarily grasped the reins tightly. On the distant horizon, there seemed to be a huge cloud of smoke rising, ready to engulf the world like a wave, with a dazzling golden flag underneath.

Then, there was a vibration from the earth, and the entire grassland began to shake like a landslide, and everyone's hearts began to beat again.

"This reminds me of the banks of the Saan." Bened caught up with Daenerys and moved closer to her.

"Sayne?"

"Yes." The old knight smiled and said: "Just like now, the black wave flooded the green land and hills, bringing with it countless cavalry who could not escape. Since then, I have often dreamed of this scene "

"So, do you think darkness is coming?" Daenerys raised her head and asked.

"No." Bened looked at her face with a very serious expression, but with a hint of excitement in his eyes, he said excitedly: "I don't know what will happen, but my reason tells me that I am here to welcome you. "

"Daenerys, Daenerys, princess of Targaryen! Your hope and light have come, your sun and stars have brought you a crown." The old knight lowered his head and put his hand on his Chest.

A strong wind blew, and Daenerys' long pale golden hair was blown by the wind, entangled with the blue stars on the cloak. Something melted in her heart, as if frost was melting under the early spring sun, and she A tear fell from the corner of her eye, hanging on her cheek like raindrops. She wanted to sing loudly like a beautiful swan, but she didn't understand where this joy came from.

The darkness dissipated, the sun reappeared, and the light filled the earth. People saw the bloodriders galloping in an orderly manner, their armor reflecting silver light, and all their flags fluttering in the wind.

They came to Daenerys and stopped not far from everyone. A gilded galloping horse was erected high, shining brightly in the sun, bringing unexpected good news to everyone. .

The bloodrider guards were as indestructible as a fortress, like two city gates wrapped in steel. They slowly opened and a Dothraki walked out of the army. He was wearing black armor inlaid with silver and a pure white coat. The cloak and collar are pinned with sparkling blue gems.

But there is no helmet on his head, only a pure golden crown. The patterns on both sides are composed of blazing suns and stars. In front of his forehead is a galloping horse riding the earth and the ocean. In the center is a statue of a horse. It is a gem that shines like fire.

"Oh, Seven Gods! What is that?"

"An armored giant is coming!"

The knights of the Golden Company tried to force a smile, but there was fear in their eyes. The mercenaries who had just followed were even more panicked, and a terrible feeling made the hairs on their clothes stand up.

"King of the Dothraki!"

Bened Beilein was the first to come to his senses. He got off his horse, walked to Mongo, and knelt down.

But he didn't have the chance to finish his words. Steward Ofer and Bachelor Bas Potter walked out of the crowd, followed by only four cavalry in light armor. They escorted a gold-rimmed box to Dany. In front of Liz.

Mongo dismounted and walked forward. Ofer and Bas Potter opened the box together and raised it in front of him. He took out a pure white crown from inside.

The shape looks similar to the crown of the Great Kaa, except that its pattern is a bright silver moon, and in the center is a blue gem like a sea of ​​light.

Mongor raised the crown, placed it on Daenerys Targaryen's head, took her hand and shouted:

"To all my bloodriders, I share the same bloodline. This is Daenerys Targaryen. She is a bloodline of the dragon kings who ruled the Valyrian Empire many, many years ago. Her family conquered West. Luo."

"She crossed the sea and came to the continent of Essos. She will be my Khaleesi, the queen of the Dothraki."

"I and her descendants will dwell here until the end of the world."