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Chapter 149 Governor Illyrio's mentality exploded
In every dream, Governor Illyrio Mopatis dreamed that his wife Sira was still alive, and he stood beside her, watching their son Griffin, sitting on the Iron Throne, Rule the Seven Kingdoms.

In fact, he is working hard for this goal every day, so, up to the present position, the child has already confirmed that he is the son of Rhaegar Targaryen, the first heir to the Iron Throne.

If he is on the throne, then he is Aegon VI Targaryen, the great king with the same name as his ancestors. However, dreams will always wake up, and come to the balcony to quietly watch the silent Panto before dawn. Illyrio sighed silently.

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

Since Ed Stark escaped from King's Landing, things have slipped into an increasingly uncontrollable vortex. In the original plan, Ed Stark would die in King's Landing, and the Stark family would fight with the Lannisters. The family is immortal.

Although Eddard Stark's escape still triggered a war between the two families, this sense of loss of control made him and Varys feel like a thorn in his throat. Varys, the octospider entrenched in King's Landing, had to guard part of his energy against Littlefinger's attack. Offensive, already in a hurry.

After that, I thought that the Stark family would suffer defeat in this war of asymmetrical strength, but among these northerners, two powerful generals emerged. In addition to Stark's young master, the mysterious The young master of White Harbor made Varys and him even more frightened.

What a ruthless method. Through the First World War, the elite army of more than 1 Lannisters was wiped out, and the Northern Territory, which was originally at a disadvantage, became invincible.

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

In their plan, the Seven Kingdoms, one counts as one, should all be exhausted in endless wars. In the end, the little Griffin supported by them, bearing the name of Aegon Targaryen, Complete the conquest of Weak Westeros.

But now, with the quick victory in the Northern Territory, their strength has not been weakened, but has been strengthened. The Iron Islands have also formed a semi-ally relationship with them, and they have firmly grasped the Riverland. The combined strength is unexpectedly is the strongest side.

Moreover, this is an alliance that is very difficult to divide, because it is not an alliance of three alliances, but a military community with the northern border as its absolute core.

Therefore, if there is no problem in the northern border, there will be no major problems in this alliance. However, the extreme xenophobia in the northern border and the long distance between mountains and rivers are beyond the reach of Varys in King's Landing.

And now, Varys himself was surrounded by Stannis and Renly's army in the city of King's Landing, and his own safety was in danger, let alone tripping the northerners.

It seems that we have to find a way to send people 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 about it. If we can get their support, little Aegon will win this war deal.

Illyrio drew up several candidates for contact in his mind. The first was the young lord of White Harbor, Clay Manderly. White Harbor was regarded as the most open family in the Northern Territory, and this powerful figure in the Northern Territory was also younger. , without the hatred of House Targaryen in the North during the War of the Usurper.

"When the King's Landing incident is over, I have to contact him immediately. I don't know what kind of person he is and what preferences he can use. There is too little news about him."

Just as he was thinking, Illyrio's cloudy eyes found a small black spot on the sea surface of Pentos.

His first reaction was that his eyes were cloudy again. He had been infected with this problem for a long time, and there were always small black spots moving in front of his eyes, especially when the sunlight was strong.

Squeezing his eyes fiercely, and rubbing his face roughly with his fat hands, Illyrio opened his eyes again, hoping that the annoying little black spot would disappear, but when his eyes focused again, The hand he hadn't let go stopped in mid-air.

The pampered and powerful Governor-General in Pentos paled visibly with the naked eye, as if he had seen something extremely unbelievable, because he had already recognized the outline that appeared in his sight.

It was a dragon, a living dragon, definitely not the three little ones that Daenerys Targaryen girl had made, it was a huge blue dragon he had never seen before.

In just a few breaths, the sound of the wings of the giant dragon resounded over the sky of Pantos City. It was early in the morning, and not many people were active on the street, but as long as they were awake, or just dumbfounded Frozen on the spot, or let out piercing screams, dropped the things in their hands and fled in all directions.

Even if he didn't know what the big guy flying over his head was, he still had the most instinctive intuition of danger, so the city of Pantos, where the sun had just revealed a little morning light, was in chaos.

Clay on Gelesos' back was also very depressed. He didn't expect that he would come to Pentos at this time. There was no way. None of the wind's appearances were successful.

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

No way, Clay had no choice but to give up his plan to land at the port. At this time, Gelesos let out a roar and conveyed to Clay a landing location he liked.

It was a gorgeous courtyard, covering a huge area. It was surrounded by layers of brick walls on the hill behind the port. It seemed that it should be the mansion of some important person.

It's okay, anyway, Clay didn't come here this time to be a liberator for the low-level people of Pentos. In fact, the living standard of the free people of Pentos is much higher than that of ordinary Westeros farmers.

With that time, Clay might as well consider leading his own people to engage in construction and make a fortune.

Under the stunned expression of Governor Illyrio, Clay drove Gelesos to land firmly in his courtyard, scaring the beautiful Maid Reese in the courtyard to drop the rich breakfast prepared for the Governor, desperately fled.

Like the first mate on the ship, Governor Illyrio also thought it was a wild dragon at first, and he had to control it no matter what, and try to let little Aegon ride it, so that no one would question it anymore The identity of Aegon Targaryen.

But now, when he saw the young brown-haired male figure on the dragon's back, his brain was completely shut down. Even with his practice, he was completely stupid at this time.

How can it be?How can it be?How can it be!

Why is there an adult male dragon warrior still existing in this world, he must not be the dead Viserys, who the hell is he!
In an instant, the Viceroy, who wholeheartedly sought the restoration of Aegon Targaryen and became the uncrowned King of the Seven Kingdoms, was drenched in cold sweat. An adult male dragon warrior, this is an iron man stronger than anyone else. Throne claims.

His cloudy eyes were bloodshot, and he tried desperately to see Clay's appearance clearly, but unfortunately, the sun had not fully risen, so he couldn't do it, so the governor, who was so excited, didn't care whether he had to feed the dragon or not. It is possible that the plump body rushed out of the bedroom in two steps in three steps, and came to the feet of Gelesos.

Clay was worried about who to communicate with to express his intentions, so he saw a door open in the dark, and a fat man ran out rolling out. Hold on.

Governor Illyrio felt the scorching heat of the dragon, and only then did he realize the dangerous situation he was in. Except for Daenerys and the mysterious dragon knight in front of him, no one in this world has experience in dealing with dragons up.

Looking at Clay's young face with a half-smile, and the blue-gold dragon's ferocious eyes, he suddenly felt like a dead soul, raised his hands instantly, and shouted loudly:

"My friend on the back of the dragon, I am Illyrio, the governor here. I have no malicious intentions, please rest assured!"

Hearing this sentence, Clay was taken aback for a moment, yo, this directly found the right person, which saved him trouble, but Clay didn't intend to directly ask him where Daenerys is now, but he I know what the Governor-General is planning.

I came here on my own dragon, and then asked where Daenerys Targaryen was. Any fool can understand what kind of plan this is. Isn't the governor just looking forward to little Aegon marrying his aunt in name? And then go back together to conquer Westeros?
Now, if you kill yourself, there is a dragon, or a dragon that is much bigger than Daenerys' little dragon, isn't it too easy to find the identity?

Even if it is a relative who does not climb Targaryen, go directly to Daenerys to marry and completely complete the monopoly on the dragon. In that case, there is probably no stronger claim than Clay in this world.

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

"As you wish, Lord Governor, I hope that my rash visit will not cause you too much trouble. If so, I apologize, and my family and I will compensate for it."

Clay specifically said something about my family, and sure enough, Illyrio's eyes instantly changed, what?You still have a family, which family?When in this world besides Targaryen was there a Dragon Family?

If not, is this a Targaryen? !

Thinking of this, Illyrio's eyes turned black. Although the hair color of this unknown dragon knight was wrong, his ability to control the dragon already explained everything.

People with silver hair and purple eyes are not necessarily descendants of the Dragon King family, but those who can control the dragon must be members of the Dragon King family. No one can deny this.

"Gilesos, be nice to our governor."

Clay patted Galesos on the back, and the dragon reluctantly moved away the food that came to his mouth. In his opinion, the guy in front of him is rich in fat, and it must be a good dish after being roasted. be careful.

Hearing the name Gelesos, Illyrio, who was familiar with the history of the Valyrian Empire, immediately thought of the name representing the god of the sun, moon, and stars, and his heart immediately became more convinced.

This is a name of the same level as Balerion, Vagarhar, and Meraxes are all like this. The late dragons of the Targaryen family have given up similar names, but this one in front of him still calls himself Such an ancient name for a dragon.

Could it be that when the Valyrian Empire was destroyed, not only Targaryen and the Dragon King family escaped?
Illyrio doesn't know, but it's definitely not good news, because the concept of dragon equals true king has been deeply rooted in the past hundreds of years.

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

"Your Excellency, I'm 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 to bring himself into a long-standing heir of the Dragon King family. He made himself a vest: Norrie Belleris.

This surname, which is very similar to Balerion, is actually one of the ancient Dragon King families of the Valyrian Empire. They actually went extinct after the Valyrian Freedom Fortress collapsed, but no one can prove this .

So, Clay made up such a vest. As for other things, isn't that all up to him?Anyway, with the dragon in hand, even if he called himself the emperor of the Valyrian Empire or something, the governors would have to admit it, anyway, the right to explain is only their own.

"Naturally, this is my honor. I don't know how to address you. Your name is Illyrio Mopatis, the ruler of this place."

He deliberately said that he was the ruler, but in fact he was trying to avoid Clay from contacting other governors of Pentos. Although he knew it was very difficult, the presence of the dragon was definitely not a secret, and those greedy people would definitely come to him of.

"You can call me Nori. As for my family, heh, the noble members of the family flow the purest blood of the Dragon King."

The tone was contemptuous, and when he mentioned his family, he was full of arrogant pride, Clay said so.

Illyrio didn't dare to ask further questions. It seemed that this arrogant and mysterious dragon knight really had a powerful dragon king family behind him, and he was definitely not from the Targaryen family.

On the one hand, he was happy that he would not fight for the throne of Westeros with little Aegon, but on the other hand, he fell into deep worry.

This is such a young man who owns such a powerful giant dragon, so does it mean that there are still many giant dragons living in this corner of the world.

If they were to return to the Valyrian Freehold, Westeros would be noticed sooner or later, and Illyrio didn't think the tyrannical dragonlords would pass up the chance to conquer a continent.

As soon as he sat down on the soft sofa in the wide and long hall of Illyrio, there was an extremely piercing noise outside the circular corridor, and even Clay could clearly recognize the sound of weapons intersecting.

Apparently, someone didn't want to be here alone, talking to Illyrio alone.

Clay sat comfortably on the sofa, looking at Illyrio who was sitting on pins and needles opposite him, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.

(End of this chapter)