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sunny.

it's clear.

The hottest summer of the year has passed.

After entering the early autumn.

The heat dissipated quickly and the weather became much cooler.

early morning.

The largest castle mansion in the city center of Astapor.

In the spacious dining room.

Morgan was sitting at the main seat of the fine long dining table, dealing with the breakfast in front of him.

On both sides of the long table, there are Missandei, the chief secretary, Aphra, the chief steward of the castle, and Barristan, the "thousand-commissioner" who has received great attention recently.

All four were eating quietly.

Morgan didn't speak.

The other three are naturally not good at speaking.

Missandei and Aphra are fine.

Because they are the closest women to Morgan, they have more opportunities to spend time together.

Barristan is different.

Because of his identity, he couldn't be with Morgan all the time.

Chewing the steak in his mouth, Barristan raised his head several times to look at Morgan in the main seat, trying to say something and finally closed his mouth.

Barristan didn't move much.

But it couldn't escape Morgan's perception.

Morgan also knew what the other party wanted to say.

Before breakfast, Barristan routinely came to the castle to check in. He casually said that the Daenerys Targaryen he asked about would be visiting today.

Then, Barristan's mood was clearly affected.

This is probably the only thing he wanted to ask at this time.

Morgan focused on the lamb chops on the plate in front of him.

He eats amazingly.

Meals are also fast.

Along with the plate, a lamb chop that was significantly larger than the others was quickly eaten up.

The young maid standing by the side immediately served another lamb chop to the host.

The rhythm is almost seamless.

The maids stood silently by the side.

In the banquet room, the sound of the knife and fork sliding on the dinner plate was almost only heard.

At this time.

A burst of footsteps suddenly came from outside the banquet room.

soon.

A half-bald middle-aged man appeared in front of the door of the banquet room.

Deputy Director Silas stepped forward quickly, stood beside Morgan and said respectfully, "Master, that Daenerys Targaryen is here."

The voice fell.

The banquet room was quiet again.

Except for some changes in Balistan's face.

Aphra and Missandei faced the breakfast in front of them with the same expressions.

Morgan continued to gorge on the lamb chops as if he hadn't heard.

It took a while.

When Morgan shoved the last lamb chop on his plate into his mouth, he chewed and swallowed.

Then he picked up a glass of wine and drank it.

Finally, he picked up the napkin beside him and wiped his mouth.

Then he looked up at Silas, the deputy chief executive, and said, "Please come in."

"Yes"

Silas left immediately.

before the table.

Seeing Morgan finished eating, the other three immediately put down the cutlery in their hands.

"Barristan, don't you want to know about her, it's a coincidence this time."

Morgan looked at Barristan and smiled.

He wasn't worried that Barristan would switch to the other side or defect or something.

In this world, the loyalty and trustworthiness of knights are not just words, not to mention the famous former captain of the Kingsguard.

Barristan smiled immediately: "It's really a coincidence this time."

"Let's go, let's meet the last bloodline of the Targaryen dynasty, Daenerys Targaryen known as "Born of the Storm"."

Morgan said, stood up and walked out of the dining room.

The three of Barristan followed immediately.

Speaking of titles in this world.

The longer Morgan stayed in this world, the more he wanted to rant.

In particular, Daenerys Targaryen, known as the "Title Harvester".

Don't say anything else, just say that the other party's "Daenerys Born of the Storm" sounds like a slap in the face.

But in reality, it's just because Daenerys happened to be in a storm when she was born on Dragonstone.

Then, when she was born, she was given the title of "Daenerys Born of the Storm".

Morgan learned about this last night when he checked the other party's information.

I really feel speechless about this world in terms of titles.

Being born in stormy weather has the title "Born by Storm".

If you were born in the time of thunder and lightning, wouldn't you be able to press a "son of lightning" or something?

Is it possible to get the whole "Snow Elf" even after being born in a blizzard?

Although this has something to do with Daenerys' identity.

But that "storm is born" or something is too peculiar.

Like Morgan himself.

If you look at the titles of this world, if you look closely, he now has "marker", "bear hunter", "three crown king", "non-burner (not afraid of burning flames)", "father of dragon" and "reformer" (Changed the slave city system)" "Lord of Astapor". A series of titles have been added.

but.

Except for the "Triple Crown King" who was bestowed by Robert Baratheon and spread widely.

Morgan hardly ever mentions his title or anything.

Because it's too shameful.

Of course, he wouldn't and couldn't stop others from calling him that.

Speaking of this.

Morgan immediately remembered that there was a scene in his memory about Daenerys Targaryen. It was really profound, that is, every time the other party met a guest, the first sentence of the other party was like a dish name. A bunch of names to come.

So embarrassing.

Morgan took a few people out of the banquet room and walked to the gate of the castle.

I saw a figure in a long blue dress and a bald middle-aged man in armor striding forward.

Delicate in appearance, petite but with clear curves, fair skin to almost glowing, and a rare silver-golden beautiful long hair, plus the bonus of the other party's special status.

This Daenerys Targaryen was indeed a stunner at first glance.

When Morgan greeted the two visiting people, his eyes quickly swept Daenerys from top to bottom.

"My name is Daenerys."

Daenerys looked at the tall and handsome man who had just opened her mouth.

"Welcome"

"From House Targaryen, 'Stormborn Daenery'."

In order to prevent the other party from reporting the name of the dish, Morgan interrupted with a smile.

Knowing himself about the governor of Astapor in front of him.

Daenerys was not surprised.

She had identified herself in the visiting letter from Jorah Mormont yesterday.

Looking at this handsome governor whose superficial attitude was much better than when she arrived at the great city of Qarth, Daenerys said directly: "Lord Morgan, I must have known my purpose."

See the other party ask this directly.

Morgan nodded and smiled: "Of course, you said it yesterday."

"Let's go first, let the guests stand at the door, it's not Astapor's way of hospitality"

"Please"

Morgan smiled and stretched out his hand to make a gentlemanly invitation to Daenerys Targaryen.

Looking tall and handsome, the Governor's enthusiasm for his own Khaleesi.

Jorah Mormont, who was on the side, frowned, and immediately felt a little unhappy in her heart.