Game of Thrones: The Red Dragon Lord

As soon as Malachor Meghea said this, the already solemn scene suddenly became quiet, as if the air had frozen, and everyone's eyes were focused on him.

After a while, Narcisovisama of the Elephant Party slowly spoke: "The question now is not whether we should surrender or not, the key is that we can't stop the opponent's attack at all. According to previous intelligence, Gavin's wife Daenerys has another dragon, and counting the two he brought over Volantis today, that's three dragons. Even if we don't look at these three dragons, it will be difficult for Volantis to defend with Gavin's army and fleet alone."

Dophas Panimion heard this, scratched his head and made a circle "How about we try to negotiate with Gavin? Maybe we can find a compromise, which is better than going to war directly."

When Malachormega heard this, his face turned red, and he slammed the table again, shouting: "Negotiation? What kind of negotiation! I will never surrender, and I will never hand over Volantis to that guy Gavin. Even if he can finally take over Volantis, I will make him pay a huge price!"

Dofaspanimion sighed helplessly, spread his hands, and said nothing more.

In this way, this meeting concerning the fate of Volantis ended unhappily in a fierce dispute.

Nasisovisama of the Elephant Party left the meeting room with a heavy heart and helplessness, intending to return to his mansion.

He sat on the elephant's back with a heavy heart and walked slowly towards the mansion. Along the way, he kept thinking about the various situations in the meeting just now. He knew very well that the current situation in Volantis could not be defended at all. Perhaps surrender was the only way to save the family.

He knew that Malachor Megaya's tough resistance would only lead everyone to the abyss of death.

Malachor's impulsive behavior would inevitably arouse Gavin's anger. At that time, the whole of Volantis, including all the nobles, would be destroyed in this war, and his own family would naturally not be spared.

But unfortunately, under the current archon system, an important decision like surrender must be unanimously agreed by the three archons to take effect. Moreover, Malachor still holds the command of the Tiger Robe Army. It is not easy to convince him.

While he was thinking in this way, the elephant had already stopped steadily outside the mansion.

Seeing this, the slaves serving him hurriedly ran over with a stool for him to get on and off the elephant. Several slaves came out of the mansion and laid a carpet on the ground.

Narcisovisama was about to stand up, but he seemed to be pressed down by something and sat down slowly. He knew that he could not just watch his family go to ruin, and he had to find a feasible way out for his family.

After a long silence, Narcisovisama suddenly raised his head, with a hint of determination in his eyes, and ordered loudly: "Go to Dofas's mansion."

Although the slaves were full of doubts and did not understand why their master wanted to go back to the mansion and go to another house, they did not dare to ask more questions. They just obediently put away the stools, led the elephant and slowly turned around, and walked towards the direction of Dofas's mansion.

The distance between the two mansions was indeed not far. The elephant carried Narcisovisama for a short time before it arrived at the door of Dofas's mansion.

It was a coincidence that they ran into Dofas who had just returned.

When Dofas saw Narciso suddenly appear, he immediately understood that he must have something to discuss with him.

After the two got off the elephant, Dauphas made a warm gesture to invite Narciso to go to the mansion. Along the way, the two tacitly did not say much, but just walked slowly towards the house.

Soon, they came to a reception room.

This reception room was decorated very gorgeously, and the floor was paved with marble tiles with a warm color, which was as shiny as a mirror, reflecting everything in the room.

There were sets of well-made carved tables and chairs in the hall. The delicate carving craftsmanship was amazing, as if every pattern contained the craftsmen's hard work and ingenuity.

After a while, several beautiful female slaves came in with exquisite trays. After the female slaves respectfully placed the fruits and snacks one by one, Dauphas waved his hand gently, and the female slaves bowed slightly, then slowly retreated and gently closed the door.

As the slaves left quietly, only Narciso and Dauphas were left in the huge house. For a moment, the quiet atmosphere seemed to have substance, weighing heavily on the hearts of the two.

Dofas was the first to break the silence. He frowned slightly, with a hint of doubt and worry in his eyes, and asked: "You didn't really want to surrender when you said that in the meeting today?"

Narciso was silent for a while after hearing this, and his expression seemed a little solemn, as if shrouded in a lingering haze. He slowly raised his head and his eyes met with Dofas. His eyes were helpless, and he slowly said: "In the current situation, do you think we can win?"

Dofas's expression suddenly became a little complicated after hearing this. He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something to refute, but he swallowed the words back when they came to his lips. After waiting for a long while, he seemed to have used up all his strength and squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "Once we surrender, we will really become lambs to be slaughtered. Think about the Good Lord of Astapor, the Wise Lords of Yunkai and Meereen, what is their fate now?" As he spoke, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

After hearing this, Narciso just shook his head slowly, his expression still serious, his eyes firm and steady, and said: "Those three city-states have all tried to resist. If we dedicate Volantis to Canada, I don't think there's a problem with Gavin's condition of keeping our power. Gavin can take over the city without spending a single soldier. It's a good deal for him, and it can also preserve the foundation of the family for us. "

After hearing this, Dofas curled up the corner of his mouth slightly, showing a look of disdain. He reached out and picked up the red wine glass on the table, and shook it slightly. The bright red wine swirled in the glass, and then he took a sip, as if he wanted to use the spiciness of the wine to dispel the boredom in his heart. . After putting down the wine glass, he said: "How to present the city? Volantis has three consuls, and the Tiger Robe Army is not under your control. Can you convince Malachor?"

After hearing this, Narciso's face instantly became serious. He stared at Dofas with his eyes tightly, "I can't convince him, but do you want to take your family and be buried with Malachor?"

Dofas was stunned by the sudden question. He looked at Narciso with a little surprise and confusion in his eyes. Then he calmed down and said, "Just tell me what you have in mind."

Narciso glanced at him coldly, with a fierce look in his eyes, and said coldly: "Kill Malachor and control the Tiger Robe Army."

Dofas immediately opened his eyes wide with a look of shock on his face. He looked straight at Narciso and said with a slight trembling in his voice: "Killing the Archon? This is an act of rebellion, absolutely not allowed!"

Narciso just smiled indifferently, with a hint of ruthlessness after being forced into a desperate situation. He responded in a cold tone: "If he doesn't die, you and my family will die. Volantis It’s almost impossible to survive, so what’s the point of rebellion?” After hearing this, Dofas’ breathing became heavier and he was deeply entangled in his heart. After a while, he said with difficulty: “No. , the two thousand tiger-robed troops in the inner city are all under Malachor's control, unless we send another army into the city, but in that case, Malachor will definitely be wary, and I am afraid that he is not dead by then. The two families will suffer first."

After hearing this, Narciso had a smile on his lips and said, "The inner city is not just the tiger-robed army, Dofas."

Dofas asked doubtfully: "What else? Isn't it just you and my Unsullied Guards left? Just those hundreds of eunuchs. Do you want to rely on them to kill Malachor to rebel and seize power?" Bar?"

Narciso saw Dofas's shocked expression and continued, "I'm not talking about them. Don't forget, the Red Temple is also in the inner city."

Dofas frowned when he heard this. He straightened up, stared at Narciso, and asked, "Are you talking about the "Hand of Holy Fire" in the Red Temple?"

Narciso nodded, with a hint of determination in his eyes, and said: "Yes, there are a thousand monk soldiers in the temple. Moreover, the Red Temple is closer to Malachor's residence, and it can completely surround his residence by surprise. The tiger-robed troops in the inner city had no time to react."

When Dofas heard this, he stood up suddenly and asked with worry: "Will Jinvara agree? What if she is not willing to lend troops?"

Narciso waved his hand and said calmly: "Leave this matter to me, and I will convince the high priest."

Dofas frowned and said still worriedly: "There are nearly 20,000 Tiger Robes in the outer city, and many Tigers serve as officers among them. If they know that Malachor has been killed by us, they may riot at any time. . Especially the members of the Meguya family, they are a big force in the military."

Narciso narrowed his eyes slightly and snorted coldly: "As long as we move fast enough and control the situation before they react, I don't believe those people dare to rebel easily. Malachor is dead, and you and I are the only ones left. The consul, when the time comes, in the name of the consul, he will order the arrest of all members of the Meguya family. Don’t forget that not all members of the army are tigers, and there are also many of us who are elephants. "

After hearing this, Dofas was still a little hesitant. He paced back and forth in the room, frowning and lost in thought. After a while, he finally said: "I need to think about it."

Seeing his hesitation, Narciso stopped talking. He stood up and said firmly: "If you are unwilling to participate in this matter in the end, then I will do it myself. Just wait until Malachor dies. , you need to stand up and help me control the Tiger and Leopard Army."

After saying that, he ignored Dofas and pushed open the door of the conference room and walked straight outside. He also wanted to go to the Red Temple to talk to Jinvara about borrowing troops.

The Red Temple of Volantis is located within the Black Wall and is the largest red temple in the world.

Followers of R'hllor, the Lord of Light, built this religious building out of red stone, and perfectly connected its beams, steps, walls, vaults, towers, and air corridors between towers, as if the entire This building is hollowed out from a huge stone.

The servants of the temple are all slaves. They were bought as children and underwent strict training to become priests, prostitutes or warriors. These servants have flame tattoos on their faces, signifying their loyalty to R'hllor, the Lord of Light.

The warriors, known as the Hands of the Fire, guard the temple, and their number remains at a thousand, no more, no less.

When Narciso rode an elephant slowly to the entrance of the Red Temple, the sight in front of him shocked him. The Red God priests were already lined up neatly at the entrance of the temple, as if they were predicting the future, as if they had been waiting for him for a long time.

When the priests saw Narciso's figure, they immediately bowed respectfully and saluted, and shouted in unison: "Welcome, Consul Narciso." One of the priests, whose face showed some vicissitudes of life and who was obviously older, walked towards him in a steady pace. Taking a step forward, his tone was full of respect: "Lord Archon, the high priest has been waiting for you for a long time. Please come with me."

Narciso was full of doubts, secretly thinking about how the Red Temple knew his whereabouts, but he still tried his best to maintain a calm expression. He did not speak, just nodded slightly, and then followed the priest into the Red Temple. .

Stepping inside the temple, directly in front is the tall and mysterious statue of R'hllor, the Lord of Light. The high priest Jinvara was kneeling devoutly in front of the statue. As Narciso entered, Jinvara stood up slowly, turned back and bowed slightly to pay respect to Narciso.

"All men are mortal."

“All mortals need to be served.”

After greeting each other, Jinvara said with a smile on his lips: "I have been waiting for you for a long time, Archon Narciso." After saying this, the other priests and servants in the hall seemed to have received silent instructions, and they all consciously and quietly retreated.

At this time, Narciso could no longer hold back the doubts in his heart and asked, "You seem to know that I am coming."

The smile on Jinvara's face did not diminish. She slowly approached him with a smile and said, "Not only do I know that you are coming, I also know the purpose of your coming."

When Narciso heard this, he couldn't help but look in disbelief and said, "How is it possible?"

However, the high priest calmly made a gesture of silence, interrupted his words, then reached out and gently picked him up, leading him towards the brazier in the center of the temple.

The blazing flames danced in the brazier, as if there were endless mysteries hidden there. The blazing firelight reflected on their faces, making the whole atmosphere seem particularly solemn.

Jinvara said slowly: "The flame told me your purpose of coming."

Narciso stared at the brazier quietly. Listening to what the high priest had just said, he couldn't help but feel a sense of awe in his heart. He asked anxiously: "Then do you agree to borrow troops?"