In the hotel, Jorah Mormont walked up and down the room slightly restlessly.

"Why hasn't Her Majesty been back for so long?"

Sitting at the other end of the room, Barristan Selmy did not answer his companion's questions, but intently wiped his sword with an oilcloth.

"Are you really not worried at all?" Sir Jorah asked again.

"Worried about what?"

"Your Majesty's safety."

"Your Majesty is just going to buy the Unsullied, what danger can there be." Barristan glanced at Jorah, "But you, are you really worried about Your Majesty's safety?" ”

Jorah came to Barristan and said in a deep voice:

"Well, I'm really worried about Caesar, aren't you really worried that Her Majesty will be bewitched by this person?"

"At least Caesar has the blood of the Dragon family in his body, although it is a side of the black fire bloodline, he and Her Majesty the Queen have the same goal, a common enemy. I don't think there's anything to worry about, at least until the Iron Throne is taken. ”

"And after that? Who sits on the Iron Throne? ”

"That's not what we should be concerned about." Barristan said lightly, "We are the Queen's bodyguards, the sword that guards her, and the sword should obey the hand that holds the sword, not the other way around trying to tell the master what to do." ”

"When Aerys II made all sorts of crazy moves, you Kingsguards watched from the sidelines, and that's why the Targaryen dynasty was destroyed by the Raiders!"

Barristan finally had anger on his face, and said coldly:

"Jorah Mormont, don't think I don't know what you're thinking. Isn't Lyneth Hightower Enough to Teach You a Lesson? Don't be delusional about things that don't belong to you! ”

Jorah's face suddenly became extremely ugly.

Lyneth was his last wife, from the noble Hightower family, and should not have married a small lord like him from the poor countryside of the North.

But at the tournament in Lannisport, Jorah asked for her token and won several near-miraculous victories, eventually becoming the champion of that year.

He gave Lyneth a wreath of laurels, a symbol of the "Queen of Love and Beauty", and won her heart.

But life after marriage is not satisfactory, how can the pampered Linnice endure the barren Bear Island, in order to please his wife, Jorah spent all her savings, and even secretly engaged in the slave trade.

However, the slave trade was forbidden in Westeros, and Duke Eddard Stark was informed of the news and sentenced him to death.

Jorah had no choice but to flee with his wife to the continent of Essos on the other side of the Narrow Sea, where she became a mercenary knight.

Not long after, Lynnice abandoned him and joined one of Reese's princes.

Heartbroken, Jorah begins to wander around the free city-state until she meets Daenerys siblings......

Barristan stared at Jorah and said earnestly:

"Only a true dragon can marry a true dragon. Jorah Mormont, don't forget who you are, and don't forget what you did before. ”

"What do you mean? What did I do? Jorah asked, but the old knight's fierce eyes made him feel a little weak.

"What did you do for Varys to get the king's pardon? I don't say it, do you think I don't know? ”

Jorah was struck by lightning, and was stunned for a long time before he defended hesitantly:

"I ...... At that time, I was also forced to be helpless...... But I've never ...... I have now pledged allegiance to Her Majesty the Queen, with all my heart...... I could die for her! ”

"Loyalty needs to be proven by action." Barristan said, "As long as you abide by your duty, I will not expose you to Your Majesty." Also, stop being hostile to Caesar.

Trust me, this person is much scarier than you think. Petyr Berish, Olena Redwin, and Doran Martel were all planted in his hands, and three years ago he was just a pioneer knight who was kicked out of his home, and now he is the Storm King.

If you don't relent, the end will only be worse. ”

Jorah said, "Since Caesar is so dangerous, then we should persuade Her Majesty to stay away from this person!" ”

"Nope. Her Majesty needs Caesar's help to defeat the Reelers. ”

"And what about after the defeat? Will Caesar obediently cede the Iron Throne to Her Majesty? ”

Barristan stood his sword upright in front of him, the freshly wiped blade reflecting a chilling light in the sunlight:

"That's when we're done faithfully."

Jorah felt a firm and composed strength from the old knight, and suddenly calmed down.

After a moment of silence, he spoke again:

"What if Her Majesty willingly relinquishes the Iron Throne to Caesar?"

Barristan withdrew his sword from its scabbard and said:

"You've been following Your Majesty for so long, why haven't you seen it clearly? Your Majesty is a dragon, not a docile sheep. ”

Only then did Jora be relieved: "You are right, Your Majesty is a true dragon, how can a true dragon succumb......"

Knock Knock Knock –

A sharp knock on the door interrupted the conversation.

Jorah stepped forward and opened the door, and saw Katu Huya standing outside.

"Riots in Astapor......"

"What?" Jorah's face changed dramatically as soon as she was halfway through listening, "What's going on?" What about Your Majesty? ”

"It's supposed to be a slave revolt." Catou seemed calm, "His Majesty Caesar foresaw this riot and told me not to panic......

"Caesar foresaw the riot? He was the one who started this riot! Jorah jerked Kathu away and strode out.

Seeing this, Barristan followed.

Kathu pouted at the backs of the two of them in the back, looking a little disdainful.

When Jorah and Barristan rushed out of the hotel, they saw that the streets were in chaos.

People fled frantically and screamed:

"Dragon! The dragon is coming! ”

Jorah saw an Astapo nobleman with diabolical horns and braids in the fleeing crowd, only to be stabbed with a spear by a group of unsullied men who were chasing him, and hacked to death on the ground.

However, the innocent did not harm civilians.

But when they killed the nobles, Astapor fell into a state of disorder, panic and chaos spreading.

It also gives some people who are already restless a chance to take up arms and vent their anger and desires in their hearts.

Robbery, arson, killing...... The whole city was soon plunged into chaos.

Countless people fell, died, and screams and wails mingled with the main tone of the riot.

Jorah and Barristan broke up the chaotic crowd and ran towards Pride Square, where they knew the deal was taking place, but now it seemed that something had gone wrong with it.

Thinking of Kathu Huya's calm attitude, it is very likely that this riot was planned by that Caesar.

A mad Astapor rushed forward wielding a scimitar, and Ser Jorah dodged the slash, then stepped forward and stabbed his sword into his opponent's lower abdomen.

"This Caesar is the source of trouble!" Jorah drew her sword and roared.

Sir Barristan did not respond, but simply walked forward.

Astapo is known as the city of red bricks, all the buildings are made of red bricks, and today, with the watering of blood, the red brick city has become even more worthy of its name.

The two struggled to move forward, but as they got closer to Pride Square, they found that there was less chaos and carnage.

Bands of Spiked Ones roamed the streets, staring at the Astapor nobles and guards and not embarrassing civilians and slaves.

Jorah's doubts grew until a loud dragon roar caught his attention.

He looked up and saw Caesar's white dragon hovering in the sky not far ahead.

Above the dragon, a man and a woman were hugging each other and shouting.

(End of chapter)