Night. Red Fort. Virgin House.

Missandei brought Daenerys a glass, which was as red as blood.

"Your Majesty, the Magic Mountain's wildfire bombs and the design of the dragon cannon today make me feel intimidated and afraid. ”

Daenerys took the glass and took a sip of it, and the slightly sweet and sour feeling that had been comfortable before turned into bitterness, and the unpleasant feeling ran down her throat, and the astringency in the wine lingered on the tip of her tongue, making her want to vomit. But she still drank gracefully and calmly, as if the wine still smelled the same.

Daenerys was so depressed that she didn't seem to hear Missandei. She walked to the window with her glass in her hand and looked out. On the opposite side, on the top of the Rhaenys Hill, there is a huge ruined building: the Dragon's Lair. Her three children, Aegon, Regor, and Viserys, and the Dragon's Sheep Thief live there, served by the Mountain's hundreds of food teams.

Missandei walked lightly to Daenerys, the former courtiers and generals were no longer here, and went their separate ways, she became the hope of all the previous courtiers and generals, who had asked Misandei to take care of Daenerys on their behalf before they were expelled or killed by the Magic Mountain.

“...... Your Majesty, apart from assassination, perhaps we will not be able to defeat the Magic Mountain. The power of the dragon cannon is infinite, and the human body cannot stop it. If the Magic Mountain adds Triangle Iron Spikes, Iron Pellets, and Iron Nails to the Wildfire Bullet, the armor will also be pierced. If you attack a wall with a giant iron ball made of steel, the wall's defenses may not work. ”

"The dragon cannon wasn't really made!" Daenerys whispered. What was once a delicious wine now tastes like a bitter medicine. This kind of forcible rhetoric of her own, Daenerys herself knows is nothing more than self-deception.

Missandei's current identity is a combination of the Prime Minister, the Minister of Intelligence, the Captain of the Guard, the Blood Alliance, and the Dead General.

"Your Majesty, when Aegon IV was the time, he created an iron dragon that could breathe fire, and if it weren't for the flammable and difficult operation of wildfire materials, the iron dragon would have been successful. Now, the Magic Mountain has used the Iron Dragon to improve it and designed a terrifying weapon like the Dragon Cannon...... Belch...... Magic Mountain also mentions that he is working on gunpowder, which is similar to wildfire substance, but is more stable, and does not have the evil of wildfire, only water is needed to douse the flame of fire. ”

In addition to being a complex of courtiers and generals, Missandei is Daenerys' most trusted and caring maid and sister, and she must speak to Her Majesty about what she thinks and sees.

Daenerys looked at the night sky outside, silent as a mountain.

"Your Majesty, I think we have two ways to deal with the Demon Mountain. Missandei's words flickered a little, and her tone was a little uncertain.

Daenerys didn't have to look back, she knew what Missandei had in mind, but she wanted to say it or not, hesitating.

"Say it!"

"Yes. Your Majesty. Our first hope is that Bran Stark will be able to move the Iron Vault in Braavos, get the Iron Vault's backing, and then hire the Faceless to assassinate the Mountain. ”

"Uh-huh!"

"The second option may not be appropriate. ”

Daenerys glanced back at Missandei, then back to look at the blue night sky outside.

Needless to say, Missandei also knew what Her Majesty meant. There was no one else here, and she could say everything about the Queen. She is Her Majesty's only companion, her only courtier, her only eye and counselor.

"Your Majesty, the Magic Mountain is obsessed with your beauty. ”

Daenerys tilted her head slightly and looked into Missandei's eyes, and Missandei lowered her eyes: "Your Majesty, if the Magic Mountain is really as brutal and barbaric as Varys said, he will definitely enter the virgin residence at night, and we have no way to resist him." ”

"You doubt Varys' loyalty?"

"Not really, Your Majesty. ”

"What's that, doubting Varys' judgment of the character of the Magic Mountain?"

"Not really. ”

"What's that?"

Perhaps, what Varys was talking about was the magic mountain he had known before. ”

"Oh?!"

"When the Wraiths awaken in the Land of Eternal Winter and gather the ghouls to the south, the gods need to find a hero who can stand up to the Wraiths. And the power and greatsword of the Demon Mountain may be the most invincible on the continent of Westeros, and he may really be chosen by the gods as the rumors say. ”

"The gods will choose a brutal, terrifying, murderous, bloodthirsty leader of the Seven Kingdoms to be their divine envoy?!"

"Your Majesty, to deal with evil magical creatures like strange ghosts and ghouls, you may only be able to use one wicked person with infinite strength! The power and greatsword of the Demon Mountain are incomparable to other knights. The choice of the gods may have been carefully weighed. Missandei said cautiously.

Daenerys was stunned. She turned her head and looked at Missandei very seriously, which gave her the confidence and courage to continue.

"Your Majesty, the Magic Mountain slew the Night King, and he saved everyone on the continent of Westeros. If we want to counterattack with our forces and retake the Iron Throne, I don't think it's possible. He was embraced by his people and nobles. If His Majesty must insist on reclaiming the throne that belongs to House Targaryen, then I think there are only two ways, the first is to assassinate, and the second is to get close to the Magic Mountain, use his infatuation with you, and gain his trust. ”

"You're making me the same as Alyne Martell?" Daenerys' tone was unkind.

"That's different, Arrene Martell is attached to the Magic Mountain, and Her Majesty is conquest. As long as Her Majesty has the trust of the Magic Mountain, she will be able to plot to obtain the secrets of gunpowder, wildfire, and dragon artillery. ”

In Dothraki, the closeness of men and women is open to the extreme, and in Slaver's Bay, the closeness of men and women to each other is a blessed and happy thing, free from the dogma of morality and chastity. And in Westeros, the most popular among the nobility is also the style of the Qing people. Male and female aristocrats were polite, elegant and noble on the surface, but secretly, few Qing nobles were embarrassed to speak in social situations. And this prevailing style of Qing people, the protagonists are not only aristocratic men, but also aristocratic women.

Develop the Qing people, which is a popular fashion that is loved by both aristocratic men and women!

Outside the family, the aristocracy secretly enjoys the pleasure of the two loves, except for the spouse. This is an open secret, and it is said to be a secret because the relationship between Qing people who betray family and love is not encouraged morally and openly. But there were also great nobles who openly enjoyed the pleasures of the Qing people, such as Oberon Martel, the uncle of Prince Araine Martell, whose private life was a public debauchery, and became even more famous as a result.

Missandei actually thinks that Daenerys can capture the heart of the magic mountain with her beauty, because the eyes of the magic mountain have already betrayed him, and he is infatuated with Daenerys's beauty, and Missandei sees this very clearly. She believed that as long as Her Majesty captured the Magic Mountain, then she could plot the secret of the Magic Mountain's gunpowder, the wildfire of the Great Wise Man, and the creation of dragon artillery.

Missandei judged that if the Slave Bay Legion attacked Westeros again in the future, the only way to defeat the dragon artillery was to use the dragon artillery. If the Magic Mountain leads the army to attack Slave Bay first, the city's defense will also need dragon artillery.

Missandei's 'advice' made Daenerys' stomach ache again, and the abominable crab came out and clamped her stomach with a large clamp. This time the pain was greater than ever, Daenerys snorted softly, and her features were slightly distorted to perfection.

"You want me to please the Magic Mountain? Daenerys said with a bitter mouth. The best Qingting Island wine that Moshan gave her became even more sour and bitter in her mouth.

"It's not that you please the Demon Mountain, Your Majesty, it's that the Demon Mountain is eager to please you. Looking at his eyes, he knew that His Majesty's beauty made him so infatuated that he couldn't help himself. Arlene Martell is a vassal, and we are the conquests. In order to conquer Dorne, the ancient heroine of the Lorne Valley, Nymelia married the Martell family. ”

"Nymelia is married, and the Magic Mountain already has its own wife!"

"Nymeria's marriage is for conquest, for the survival of the Royna, which is the same purpose as ours. I've heard that many kings and queens have nothing to do with marriage and love at all. In the Red Keep, I heard about the marriage of Cersei and Robert the Messer, all for the sake of political unity. Your Majesty, marriage is nothing but a means of politics, and getting close to the Magic Mountain is also a means of politics. ”

Daenerys stared at Missandei, "Missandei, do you know what you're talking about?"

"I know very well, Your Majesty. Your beauty is your sharpest sword. Sir Jorah Mormont, General Dario, Grey Worm Chieftain, Prince Quentin Martell...... They are all conquered by your sharpest sword, willingly loyal to you, and willing to give their lives for you. ”

Daenerys' eyes gradually became sharp, her slender neck was raised, and her expression was majestic. The queen's momentum returned to her, and the low and gloomy mood was like the darkness under the sun, and wherever the sun went, the darkness receded like a tide.

From ancient times to the present, the beauty of a woman who is born beautiful is the sharpest sword!

"Missandei, we are going to the Westside for the wedding of Sansa Stark and Renard Westerling, and I want you to prepare your dress, and if you don't have enough gold, ask Lord Petyr Berish to withdraw it. This time, we'll have three people going, so prepare three dresses. ”

"Three?"

"Yes, me, you, and Jorah Mormont. ”

"Your Majesty, Sir Jorah is a groom in King's Landing, and he cannot go with us to the West. ”

"He'll go with us. Daenerys affirmed, "He'll be there in the name of my bodyguard." ”

"Guard, is Your Majesty going to reinstate Jorah Mormont as captain of the guard?"

"Yes, I am the queen of Slave Bay, and if the Magic Mountain does not kill me, I must have my own captain of the guard. ”

A sip of wine slid down Daenerys' throat, and the sweet and sour taste, the fruity aroma that lingered on the tip of the tongue, all returned.

*

Meggor House, King's Hall.

Magic Mountain, who had just finished a day's work in the throne hall, leaned over and picked up his fat boy, and Captain Baron Sven, the Kingsguard, came in: "Your Majesty, Daenerys's maid Missandei asks to see you." ”

Moshan nodded, motioning for Missandei to come in.

Missandei entered the King's Hall, and could see that she had been carefully groomed: her eyebrows had been painted, her lips had been freshly smeared with lipstick, and she had perfume sprinkled on her body. Her facial features are not pretty, she has a flat round face and a dark complexion, but she has a pair of very beautiful golden eyes and a graceful figure.

Magic Mountain held the child in his arms and stood in the hall, staring at Missandei like a giant.

Missandei knew that Janine Westerling, along with Melisandre and Lady Dalty Quintina, had gone to Silk Street and would not be returning for a while.

"Your Majesty, I wonder if you're free tonight?"

The Magic Mountain didn't speak, he stared at Missandei, as majestic as a giant god, and people couldn't help but feel fear.

"My Majesty would like to invite Her Majesty to the Virgin's House, and she bought some fresh seafood today and cooked some dim sum from Quells City. In addition, we will be on our way to the Westside in a few days, and Her Majesty would like to ask Her Majesty about her travel plans. ”

"Dim sum and seafood are not necessary, if Daenerys needs to know about the travel arrangements, tell her to come to the throne hall tomorrow, or she will come to the Maigar Building tomorrow when I am done with my business. ”

Missandei was stunned in her heart, she was a bystander, from the eyes of Daenerys from the magic mountain, she knew that the magic mountain wanted to please Daenerys wholeheartedly, but such a good opportunity, why would he refuse?!

Although Missandei was a slave girl in Astapor, she was extremely intelligent and gifted with languages, and was able to learn the languages of other nations and peoples with ease, which is why her good master, Kraziny Mo Nacroz, chose to train her to be a clerk in charge of books and letters, and to accompany him in the reception of nobles from all over the world who bought the Unsullied.

Missandei was amazed, but she remained silent on the surface. Over the years, she has developed her firm will and the ability to be indescribably happy and angry.

Before she set off, she thought that the magic mountain was a man who was 'called to arrive'. Ever since following Daenerys, Missandei has learned that no matter how good a warrior is, she will be impressed by Daenerys' beauty. Most of the famous generals who met Daenerys for the first time lost their temper at first sight.

Magic Mountain does not accept Daenerys' invitation to go to the virgin house, and he asks Daenerys to ask him about his travel plans.

"Yes, Your Majesty. Missandei bowed her head and said respectfully. She didn't dare to look up, and walked seven steps backwards before turning around and walking quickly towards the gate. In her heart, there was a sense of frustration that overflowed with bitterness.

Bringing the queen close to the Magic Mountain was a deliberate strategy for her.

"Stop!" Behind him, the voice of the magic mountain suddenly came.

Missandei's body immediately stopped, turned around, and lowered her head slightly. The harsh training of the good lord Krazny Mo Nacroz has given her a strict and deferential attitude to perfection.

"Take this and get some ceremonial outfits for you and Daenerys to go to Silk Street, and I hope you and Daenerys don't be looked down upon at our wedding in the West. ”

Missandei looked up, and the magic mountain had a small bag of gold coins in his hand. The bag is bulging.

"Your Majesty, the Chancellor of the Exchequer, Petyr Berish, has paid enough gold coins. ”

"That's the expenditure of the treasury, and it's my private gold coin. "The words of the Magic Mountain are full of majesty and cannot be disobeyed.

"Yes, Your Majesty. Missandei came back and took the coin, saluted, took seven steps back again, and then turned away.

"Why are you taking seven steps back?" Magic Mountain's voice sounded behind Missandei again.

Missandei immediately stood still, as if she had a tacit understanding with the Magic Mountain for more than ten years. As soon as the voice of the magic mountain came out, she stood at the same time.

"Your Majesty, the continent of Westeros believes in the Seven Gods. ”

"So you weren't in other places before, when you were serving the Good Lord and Daenerys, and you didn't take seven steps back before turning around?"

"Yes. ”

"Your hometown is on Nas Island, and you were captured by pirates and sold to Astapo as a slave?"

"Yes, Your Majesty. ”

"Do you have a younger brother in the Legion of the Unsullied who have sworn allegiance to me?"

"Yes, Your Majesty, his name is Missannelo. Missandei was secretly surprised that the Magic Mountain knew a lot about her situation. This is a king who is rough and brave on the outside, and very careful and cautious on the inside. Missandei's mood became a little heavy, such a king, with the sword of beauty, may not be so easy to deal with.

"You also have an older brother named Missander, who was killed by the Son of the Invisible Banshee when he was in Astapor?"

"Yes, Your Majesty. ”

"You're smart, sensible, and strong. Your voice is also high-pitched and powerful. On the sea, I have heard your heralds. For the sake of your respect for taking seven steps back before turning around, I asked Missoro to be your and Daenerys' personal bodyguard, and seven days later, the three of you will come with me to the Westside for the wedding. Buy some more fancy clothes, and if the gold is not enough, ask Lord Petyr to withdraw it. ”

"Yes, Your Majesty. ”

Magic Mountain's voice was as majestic as a mountain: "Missandei, Daenerys has always been cold to me, full of wariness and hostility, she suddenly invited me to discuss travel plans tonight, and cooked seafood and snacks herself, does she have something to ask me? ”

"Yes, Your Majesty, the Queen wishes Your Majesty to pardon Sir Jorah Mormont for his crimes. He was a great warrior, and he wasn't supposed to be a horse-feeding groom. He was an aristocrat. ”

"Jorah refused to leave King's Landing, he chose to be a groom, so I didn't kill him. ”

"Yes!"

"Daenerys wants Jorah Mormont to stop feeding the horses?"

"She wanted Sir Jorah Mormont to be the captain of her guard again, she was the queen, and it was rude to go to the Westside without a noble bodyguard, and it was disrespectful to both her status as queen and disrespectful to Lady Sansa and Sir Renard. ”

Magic Mountain looked at Missandei, and his eyes softened: "Missandei, go back and tell your queen that I will try her seafood and snacks tonight." ”

"Yes, Your Majesty. ”