Chapter 149 Governor Illyrio’s mentality exploded

Author: A little white whale

Chapter 149 Governor Illyrio’s mentality exploded

In every dream, Governor Illyrio Mopatis would dream that his wife Silas was still alive. He stood beside her and looked at their son Little Griffin, sitting on the Iron Throne.

Rule the Seven Kingdoms.

In fact, he works hard for this goal every day, so by now, the child has already confirmed that he is the son of Rhaegar Targaryen and the first heir to the Iron Throne.

If he ascends the throne, then he is Aegon VI Targaryen, the great king with the same name as his ancestor. However, he will always wake up from his dream and come to the balcony to quietly look at the silent Panto before dawn.

At the port, Illyrio sighed silently.

There is no way, the current situation is really not too good. His best friend Varys is staying in King's Landing, but he can no longer control the situation.

Ever since Eddard Stark escaped from King's Landing, things have slipped into an increasingly uncontrollable whirlpool. In the original plan, Eddard Stark would die in King's Landing, and the Stark family would fight with the Lannister family.

The family will never stop fighting.

Although Eddard Stark's escape still triggered a war between the two families, this sense of loss of control made him and Varys feel stuck in their throats. Varys, the eight-clawed spider entrenched in King's Landing, had to spend part of his energy to guard against Littlefinger.

The attack was already in a hurry.

Afterwards, I originally thought that the Stark family would suffer defeat in this asymmetrical war, but among these northerners, two powerful generals emerged. In addition to Stark's young master, the mysterious

The young master of White Harbor frightened Varys and him even more.

What a ruthless method. Through one battle, more than 10,000 elite Lannister troops were wiped out, and the Northern Territory, which was originally at a disadvantage, became invincible.

If Eddard Stark hadn't been accidentally captured, this war would have ended with a complete victory for the North, which was exactly not what Varys and Illyrio wanted to see.

In their plan, every one of the seven kingdoms should be exhausted in the endless war. In the end, the little Griffin supported by them, under the name of Aegon Targaryen,

Complete the conquest of weakened Westeros.

But now, with the rapid victory in the North, their strength has not been weakened, but has been strengthened. The Iron Islands have also formed a semi-ally with them, and they have firmly controlled the Riverlands. Their combined strength is actually

Is the strongest side.

Moreover, this is a very difficult alliance to divide, because this is not an alliance of three companies, but a military community with the North as its absolute core.

Therefore, if there are no problems in the north, there will be no big problems in this alliance. But precisely, the extreme xenophobia in the north and the long distance make it beyond the reach of King Varys.

And now, Varys himself is surrounded by Stannis and Renly's army in King's Landing. His own safety is not guaranteed, let alone stumbling upon the Northerners.

It seems that we have to find a way to send someone to contact the people in the North. If they have no intention of getting involved in the Iron Throne, there is no fundamental conflict between the two sides. Maybe we can talk. If we can get their support, little Aegon will win this war.

deal.

Illyrio made several candidates for contact in his mind. The first was Clay Manderly, the young master of White Harbor. White Harbor is considered the most open family in the North, and this powerful figure in the North is also younger.

, without the hatred of the North against the Targaryens in the Usurper's War.

"When the King's Landing incident is over, we have to contact him immediately. I don't know what kind of person he is and what hobbies he has that I can take advantage of. There is really too little information about him."

Just as he was thinking about it, Illyrio's cloudy eyes spotted a small black spot on the sea of ​​Pentos.

His first reaction was that his eyes were cloudy again. He had contracted this problem a long time ago. There were always small black spots moving in front of his eyes, especially when the sun was strong.

Squeezing his eyes hard and rubbing his face roughly with his big fat hands, Illyrio opened his eyes again, hoping that the annoying little black spots would disappear, but when his eyes focused again,

The hand he had not yet put down stopped in mid-air.

The face of this pampered and powerful Governor in Pantos turned visibly pale, as if he had seen something extremely unbelievable, because he had already recognized the outline that appeared in his sight.

That was a dragon, a living dragon, definitely not the three little guys made by that girl Daenerys Targaryen. This was a giant blue dragon that he had never seen before.

Within a few breaths, the sound of the dragon's wings echoed through the sky above Pentos City. It was early in the morning, and not many people were active on the streets, but anyone who was awake or simply in a daze

He froze on the spot, or let out a piercing scream, dropped what he was holding and ran away.

Even if he didn't know what the big thing flying over his head was, he still had the most instinctive instinct of danger. As a result, the city of Pentos was in chaos when the sun had just revealed its morning light.

Clay on Galesos's back was also very depressed. He didn't expect that he would come to Pantos at this time. There was no way, this was his first time here, and the time was not stuck, so he wanted to pull a

Feng's appearance was unsuccessful.

Forget it, let's just leave it at that. Now, we have to find a place to land. The land utilization rate of Pentos, a port city, is extremely high. There are buildings everywhere and the alleys and roads are extremely narrow, which is not suitable for the dragon to land at all.

With no choice, Clay could only give up his plan to land at the port. At this time, Galesos roared and conveyed to Clay a landing location that he liked.

It was a gorgeous courtyard, covering a large area. It was on the hill behind the port and was surrounded by layers of brick walls. It looked like it should be the residence of some important person.

It's okay, anyway, Clay is not here to be the liberator of the lower class people of Pentos. In fact, the living standard of the free people of Pentos is much higher than that of the average Westeros peasant.

With that time available, Clay might as well consider leading his people to carry out construction and make a fortune.

Under the stunned expression of Governor Illyrio, Clay drove Galesos and landed firmly in the courtyard of his home. He was so frightened that the beautiful Lys maid in the courtyard dropped the sumptuous breakfast prepared for the Governor and fought for his life.

Escape.

Like the first mate on the ship, Governor Illyrio thought it was a wild dragon at first, and felt that he had to control it no matter what, and try to get little Aegon to ride on it. In this case, no one would question it again.

Aegon Targaryen's identity.

But now, when he saw the young brown-haired male figure on the dragon's back, his brain was already in a state of complete shutdown. Even with his cultivation, he was completely stupid at this time.

How is it possible? How is it possible? How is it possible!

Why is there an adult male dragon master still existing in this world? He is definitely not the dead Viserys. Who is he!

In an instant, the Lord Governor, who was bent on seeking the restoration of Aegon Targaryen and becoming the uncrowned king of the Seven Kingdoms, was wet with cold sweat. An adult male dragon master, this is iron stronger than anyone else.

Throne claimed.

His cloudy eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, and he tried desperately to see Clay's appearance clearly. Unfortunately, the sun had not fully risen yet, so he couldn't do it. So, the anxious Governor, regardless of whether he was feeding the dragon,

Possibly, the plump body took three steps and two steps at a time, rushed out of the bedroom and came to the feet of Galesos.

Clay was worried about who to communicate with to express his intention, when he saw a door opened in the darkness, and a fat man ran out. He couldn't stop until he was forced back by Galesos's half-opened dragon's mouth.

Stop.

Governor Illyrio felt the burning heat of the dragon. Only then did he realize the dangerous situation he was in. Except for Daenerys and the mysterious dragon knight in front of him, it is estimated that no one in the world has experience in dealing with dragons.

Already.

He looked at Clay's young face that was half-smiling but not smiling at all, and the evil and ferocious eyes of this blue-gold dragon, and he suddenly felt like he was dead. He immediately raised his hands and shouted loudly:

"Friends on the dragon's back, I am Illyrio, the governor here. I have no ill intentions. Please rest assured!"

Hearing these words, Clay was stunned. Hehe, he found the right person directly, which saved himself trouble. However, Clay did not intend to directly ask him where Daenerys was now. He was

I know what the governor has planned.

He came to control the dragon, and then asked where Daenerys Targaryen was, and any fool could hear what this plan was. Wasn't this Lord Governor eager for little Aegon to marry his nominal aunt?

And then go back together to conquer Westeros?

Now, kill yourself, have a dragon, or be a giant dragon much bigger than Daenerys's little dragon. Isn't it easy to find the identity?

Even if they don't seek relatives from Targaryen, and go directly to Daenerys to marry and completely complete the monopoly on dragons, in that case, there will probably be no stronger claimant than Clay in the world.

Illyrio knew very well that his precious son, Little Aegon, would not be accepted by the dragon. The dragon king's blood was so thin in his body that it was impossible for the dragon to accept such a Valyrian.

"As you wish, Mr. Governor, I hope that my hasty visit will not cause you too much trouble. If it does, I deeply apologize and my family and I will compensate for it."

Clay specifically said my family. Sure enough, Illyrio's eyes suddenly changed. What? You have another family, which family? When has there been a dragon-controlling family besides the Targaryens in this world?

If not, then, is this a Targaryen?!

When I thought of this, Illyrio's eyes turned a little dark. Although the dragon knight whose name was not yet known had the wrong hair color, the fact that he could control the dragon already explained everything.

People with silver hair and purple eyes may not necessarily be descendants of the Dragon King family, but people who can control giant dragons must be from the Dragon King family. No one can deny this.

"Galesos, be kind to our governor."

Clay patted Galesos on the back, and the dragon reluctantly moved the food to his mouth. In his opinion, the guy in front of him was rich in fat, and it would definitely be a good dish after roasting.

be careful.

Hearing the name Galesos, Illyrio, who was familiar with the history of the Valyrian Empire, immediately thought of the name that represented the god of the sun, moon, and stars, and he immediately became more convinced.

This is a name of the same level as Balerion. Vhagar and Meraxes are like this. The dragons of the later Targaryen family have given up similar names, but the one in front of me still calls him.

The dragon has such an ancient name.

Could it be that when the Valyrian Empire was destroyed, more than just the Targaryen family of dragon kings escaped?

Illyrio doesn't know, but this is definitely not good news, because the concept that dragons are equal to true kings has been deeply rooted in people's hearts over the past few hundred years.

Clay got off the dragon's back and quietly pressed a Quen Seal with his left hand. He had to be careful, in case this greasy guy went crazy and attacked him, he had to be prepared.

"My Lord Governor, I came here hoping to get some news about this continent. I think you can clear up my doubts."

Clay's tone was very arrogant, and he tried his best to bring himself into the position of a descendant of the Dragon King family who had been in power for a long time. He made himself a vest: Nori Beleris.

This surname that is very similar to Balerion is actually one of the ancient dragon king families of the Valyrian Empire. They actually went extinct after the collapse of the Valyrian Free Fortress, but no one can prove this.

.

Therefore, Clay made up such a vest. As for other things, isn't it up to him? Anyway, with the dragon in hand, even if he calls himself the Emperor of the Valyrian Empire, the governors have to recognize him.
To be continued...