Arrene Martell looked at the Magic Mountain, the wind was whistling, but she was completely used to it, and the cold of the southern autumn night could no longer bother her.

The body temperature of a sheep thief is the warmest of the right stoves.

"Magic Mountain, Daenerys doesn't have a husband. "If you want the dragon to multiply, you can conquer Daenerys and let her serve you, and I won't mind." ”

"Hehe, Daenerys is not a lord, she is not small, she is determined, and she wants to get people and dragons to reproduce together, unless I divorce. But the demon mountain did not say this, he said something else: "Alian, I am very satisfied with you. Prince Dorne has a noble status and is as beautiful as a flower. ”

Sweet words didn't do much for Alian, who stared at the mountain with suspicion. The great nobles of Dorne, it is normal to have a few Qing people. Her uncle, Oberon, had countless lovers, both men and women. His romance is rumored to be a good story in Dorne, and he is the envy of many male and female aristocrats. The Red Viper's private lifestyle has influenced his own daughters and nieces far more than Prince Doro Martell.

Demon Mountain met Arlene's gaze and nodded with a sincere expression.

"You're lying. Alene said clearly, "Daenerys is unmatched, and I'm not as good as her." ”

"Not every great nobleman is Oberon Martell. Magic Mountain said lightly, "The delicacy of your facial features is not inferior to Daenerys, but your figure is much more perfect than hers." Daenerys is not tall. ”

"Hmph!" Arrene snorted. Although she thinks that the Magic Mountain is hypocritical, good words are more comfortable than bad words.

Magic Mountain smiled slightly!

Arrene Martell is a realist, which is a merit that ensures her loyalty to herself. Once she is pregnant with Little Magic Mountain, it will be even better. The mountain needs to transform Dorne from an enemy to one of his own, and the best way to do that is, of course, to make his son or daughter the heir of Dorne. Alen understood this, but the mountain never hid it.

Arlene noticed the dragon turn in the sky again, getting farther and farther away from Daenerys' fleet lights.

"We're flying east?!" Arlene questioned in an affirmative tone. She knew that the magic mountain only needed to caress the dragon's head with the palm of her hand, and the dragon would know where to fly, whether to fly high or low.

"Go to the city of Pantos. ”

"Why?"

"The governor of the city of Pantos is Illyrio Mopatis. He is a close friend of Varys, the two started together in Rees City, established the Little Mouse Intelligence Organization, Varys is responsible for finding information, Illyrio is responsible for sales, after the two made a lot of money, Illyrio donated money to become the governor of Pantos City, and Varys was also hired by King Elise Targaryen to King's Landing in Westeros as Minister of Intelligence because of his fame. ”

"Are we going to see Illyrio?"

In Arlene's eyes, the plans of the Magic Mountain are always novel and unexpected, far-reaching and unfathomable.

"You don't have to see him, you just have fun. Make an opportunity for Daenerys' three dragons and the sheep thief to meet and get closer to each other. I want the sheep thief to be the leader of the four dragons. ”

"Didn't you take Daenerys' siege to heart? You killed the Night King, your reputation reached the highest in the hearts of the people of the Seven Kingdoms, the dragon has recovered from its wounds, why don't you take the opportunity to defeat Daenerys? ”

"War together, first of all, dragon war, I don't want any of Daenerys's little dragons to be killed. Moreover, I can't ride a dragon to fight dragons, I'm not a burner, I ride on a dragon to fight dragons, a dragon Yan of a small dragon, as long as I don't dodge in time, I will turn into ashes. Let the sheep thief get close to Drogon, Rego, and Viserys in the sky first. ”

Aren's emotions were tumbling in her heart, and the magic mountain was so calm that she also had the consciousness to correct her reckless character. She imprisoned her own father, and in retrospect, she may not have done the right thing.

"Arlene, I want to recreate the heyday of the dragon, and the battle for the Iron Throne is of little interest to me. ”

"You don't want to sit on the Iron Throne?"

"No, I wish the sheep thief could take one of Daenerys' dragons, or two. Moshan smiled lightly.

Arlene was silent.

Magic Mountain's words and deeds made her obviously feel the limitations of her vision. Not only her, but Aliane thinks that the little devil, Daenerys, Cersei, Melisandre, Eddard Stark, Jon Targaryen, the Green Prophet Bran Stark, and other heroes and eminent figures of the time, probably did not think that the magic mountain had their minds on dragon reproduction at all.

Ed's height is the independence of the North, and he has the strength to protect himself. He needs allies, and the Magic Mountain is his ally and his savior.

Cersei's height, naturally, is to keep the Iron Throne.

Daenerys is the same high, grabbing the Iron Throne, sitting on the throne, and fulfilling her wishes.

And the magic mountain beside her, he didn't care about the Iron Throne at all, his goal was to breed dragons and let dragons regain their heyday.

When a person or a family has a team of dragons, isn't the Iron Throne or something that can be forged at any time?

Aegon Targaryen, the Conqueror, had his dragon forge a throne from a thousand swords of his generals. The dragons imprisoned the dragon in the dragon's den, leading to the extinction of the dragon. With the extinction of the dragons, the dynasty established by the House of Targaryen also rapidly weakened and was eventually overthrown by vassals.

Alian's thoughts flowed, and the words and deeds, vision, pattern, and plans of the Magic Mountain always made her eyes shine from time to time, surprised her, and made her admire and convince......

Unknowingly, Aliane hugged the waist of the Demon Mountain. That's not the waist, that's the mountain.

The magic mountain is like a giant, and his pattern and vision are equally lofty. This is exactly the real man that Alen wants with all his heart, a well-deserved hero!

*

The city of Pantos had a high military stronghold.

This stronghold overlooks the entire port of Pantos.

This was the home of Illyrio Mopatis, the wealthy merchant governor of Pantos.

The city of Pantos had forty satraps, of which Illyrio was the most powerful.

Illyrio calls his home a small mansion.

The house had a twelve-foot-tall red brick wall with a row of sharp iron spikes at the head. There are three gates, and the main gatehouse is the main way to get in and out of the residence. The other has a hidden ivy garden. The third door is the kennel at the back door.

In a marble pool stands a statue of a naked boy, handsome and elegant, made of painted marble. The boy had shoulder-length blonde hair, held an assassin's dagger in his hand, and posed in a fighting stance. The boy's face was actually the outline of Illyrio's face when he was younger.

The entire mansion is guarded by the Unsullied.

After Illyrio had lost two wives, he stopped marrying and slept every night with specially trained women from the Reese Girls' Hospital.

Each of these women is beautiful and professional, and every woman who can stay with him must start as a virgin.

In the midst of the joy of wine and beautiful women, Illyrio slept deeply.

But the beautiful woman next to him woke up.

She was a new woman, favored by Illyrio, and the evenings were harder.

The little beauty got up and looked at the Governor next to her, who was so fat that she couldn't bear to look at her, her brows furrowed slightly.

The Doge was too fat, but he wore a jeweled ring on each of his fingers. He had an oily yellow forked beard and a mouthful of jagged yellow teeth, all four of which were made of real gold.

The Doge, who was in charge of spices, precious stones, keels and other shady dealings in Pantos, had two things around him that always attracted the curiosity of the little beauty: a delicate pendant around her neck, and a small wooden box with a delicate fragrance.

The little beauty found that Illyrio had always carried these two things with her, whether it was going out, in the car, in meetings, sleeping or resting.

The little beauty knew that she could not steal any jewels from the Governor, and she would not be able to get out if she did, and the gate outside was guarded by the loyal and innocent.

But curiosity is a kitten, always gently teasing the heart of the little beauty.

In the light of the candle, the little beauty gently took the small splendid wooden box that exuded fragrance, and the wooden box was not locked, but could only be opened easily.

Just open it and take a look.

The little beauty's hand touched the splendid wooden box, but suddenly, her heart pounded so hard that it seemed to be thunder.

The Governor's snoring was heard, and it was peaceful.

The Governor was physically exhausted and slept deeply. He only needs to open it and take a look, no matter what the treasure is, as long as he doesn't steal it, he will definitely not know about it.

The little beauty's hand was lightly forced, her eyes looked at the sleeping governor, the lid of the box opened, she glanced at it quickly, and suddenly, she felt her heart stop suddenly, her face was discolored, and she couldn't help but let out a suppressed exclamation of surprise - ah-

A hand, a hand wrapped in skin and bones, like a skull's hand, was housed in a valuable splendid box with sandalwood.

Correct!

At the same time, a dragon groan was heard.

This dragon moan covered the exclamation of the little beauty very well......

The Governor seemed to be sensitive to the dragon's groan, and he woke up at once, and he sat up with a sigh of relief, and his fat was rippling.

"Doreen!" the governor saw the little beauty beside him sit up too, and her face was pale.

"My lord, the dragon groaned. ”

"Don't be afraid, it's Daenerys, our honored guest. ”

The governor shouted loudly, and the maids ran in to dress him in and tie him.

The dragon's groan resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the indescribable metallic sound reverberated through the room.

When the Governor came out, he saw a huge black shadow in the sky, more than ten times the size of Daenerys' dragon in his impression, and that was a moving mountain.

Illyrio and his Unsullied guards and maids froze together.

They had never seen such a huge dragon.

I saw a fireball suddenly appear in the night sky, as bright as the sun, eye-catching, people involuntarily closed their eyes and did not dare to look directly, everyone closed their eyes sideways, and there was a loud bang, and the fireball hit

A large merchant ship under the harbor, Kerala made a loud noise, and the merchant ships flew sawdust, and the Kerala noise broke from it, as if it had been hit by a boulder.

Boom!

The cracked merchant ship burst into flames at once.

Illyrio Mopatis was stunned, unable to move.

Such a huge dragon, such a terrifying fireball, that powerful impact is like a boulder thrown by a trebuchet.

The entire sleeping port was awakened at once, and the exclamations of countless people rang out.

The dragon was so huge that it was far away from the governor's house, but it seemed to be able to reach out and touch it.

A voice came, like a great thunderbolt, and slammed into Illyrio's body, paralyzing his whole body, and a thousand drums sounded in his ears at the same time: "Lord Illyrio, don't come unharmed." ”

This voice is unforgettable for Illyrio!

That's the voice of the Magic Mountain!

This voice was a nightmare that Illyrio had lingered for years.

In the dense forests of the Riverlands, he was hung on the brink of life and death by this voice at any time, and in the end, he paid a million gold dragons to finally escape Westeros and return to Pantos with Varys.

"Don't forget the oath you made to me, my lord. I will give you and Varys another chance to live, I will not burn your house, nor your port, nor the entire city of Pantos, I order you to tell the other eight free trade city-states, within seven days, I want all the warships of the free trade city-states to retreat, and then return, and Daenerys will be separated, otherwise, every city-state will be burned to ashes, and Pantos City is the first. Illyrio, let all the navies of the nine free trade city-states be withdrawn, this is the order. ”

The sound of the Magic Mountain resounded in the night sky.

The dragon rose and quickly departed.

In the harbor, the people who put out the fire dared to appear......

On the city walls, there are also soldiers of the Unsullied......

The city of Pantos did not have its own city army, only the guards in charge of the city gates, which were small in number and not legions in the true sense of the word. The city of Pantos had been at war with the city-state of Braavos, but was defeated, and signed an agreement not to have its own city legions. In the event of a war, the city hires mercenary regiments. Other city-states also had fewer permanent legions, which was a big reason why mercenary groups were prevalent in free-trade city-states. Because of the lack of its own army, the walls of Pantos were particularly high and thick.

But the defenses of this wall did not exist for the dragon.

The dragon had been gone for a long time, but Illyrio remained motionless, as if he had been frozen to death!

"Your Excellency. The little beauty said softly.

Illyrio let out a sudden breath, as if he had just woken up from sleepwalking. And outside the gate of his house, people had begun to gather. After losing the power to own the Legion of Protectors, the city of Pantos developed trade vigorously, and the city was home to many wealthy merchants. Every wealthy merchant has his own small army of guards, and the guards are mainly the unsullied.

Although Pantos did not have a moat, the navy still had a certain base. This was to protect the basic combat power of the city-state's merchant ships, not to invade. This time, all the naval warships in Pantos City went to Daenerys' aid.

The news of the dragon's appearance in Pantos caused the entire city to wake up early. The thunderous sound of the magic mountain was no less shocking than the dragon's roar.

"How can the news be delivered after retreating in seven days?" Illyrio muttered.

Although Pantos was the closest city-state to King's Landing, it was a huge challenge to get the free city-state's navy to withdraw within seven days.

But if the withdrawal is not successful, the first to be slaughtered by the dragon must be Pantos.

Illyrio had been in the hands of the Magic Mountain for a while, and he knew what kind of person the Magic Mountain was.

Isn't the dragon of the Magic Mountain dead? How could it be resurrected from the dead?!

Unless, that's actually one - a trap!