Chapter 318 An old friend from Westeros!(1/2)
"impossible!"
Quels, in front of the gate of the Castle of Zarro Zanwan Dassos, one of the thirteen giants.
Daenerys Targaryen immediately shook his head when he heard Jora Mormon's words.
The only Targaryen family who escaped from the doomsday catastrophe of Valylia.
After that, the Targaryen family was the only family in the world that could control the real dragon.
Now.
The Targaryen dynasty was destroyed.
The only Targaryen bloodline left is Daenerys Targaryen himself.
How could a young dragon be born in this world?
Daenerys knew better than anyone else how difficult it would be to hatch the dragon egg that had become a dragon egg stone.
The reason why she hatched three young dragons was because she was the last true dragon clan of the Targaryen Dynasty.
As for others, it is impossible to hatch dragon eggs.
Because this is impossible at all.
But now Jora Mormon tells him that a young dragon appeared in Astabo.
"How is this possible..."
Daenerys Targaryen kept shaking her head and muttering.
Jora Mormon, who was standing beside him, was silent for a while before he said: "The news is like this, but the truth is exactly what it is, I'm afraid we can only know when we arrive at Astabo..."
"But, Astabo has changed to the Governor, are we going next?"
"Of course I have to go..."
Daenerys Targaryen came to his senses and looked at the Dothrak followers who were still robbing the castle behind him and nodded, "We need warriors, a large number of warriors..."
"Otherwise, we can't attack Westeros continent just by relying on these tribesmen."
Jora Mormont immediately responded: "But, if Astabo has changed to the Governor, we may not be able to buy the Unsullied Warrior."
Daenerys talked to him about his next goal and his purpose in going to Astabo.
But now, as he said, if Astabo changes his master, the other party may not necessarily sell the elite Unscrupulous slave warriors.
"No..."
Daenerys Targaryen still shook his head: "Whether the other party sells the Unscrupulous or not, we must go to Slave Bay."
"Even if we can't buy the Unscrupulous, we need other warriors..."
"What's more, how did you know that Morgan won't change..."
Daenerys Targaryen said as her eyes quickly calmed down.
As long as you can afford the price, there is nothing you can't buy.
She has confidence in this.
Looking at Daenerys with a firm face.
Jora Mormon wanted to say something, but opened his mouth but didn't make another sound.
Kalixi has made up her attention.
No matter how much he said, it would only add to the other party’s worries.
It's better not to say it.
What's more, with Kalixi's current situation, choosing to go to Slave Bay to recruit soldiers is indeed the best choice.
Although the money is a little bit low.
Looking at the back, everyone was full of smiles, carrying large and small bags of Dothraki.
Jora Mormont said in his heart.
"We'll leave tonight..."
At this time, Daenerys Targaryen spoke again.
"Don't you wait for the young dragons to grow up before leaving?"
Jora Mormon was stunned for a moment and asked immediately.
"No, the distance to Astabo is not close. There is enough time on the way..."
"What's more, we killed the male witch this time, and the Thirteen Giants died because of us. The Quels royal family and the ancient spice guild might blame us."
“Must leave tonight!”
Daenerys shook her head again and said calmly.
"Okay, then I'll go prepare the boat..."
Jora Mormon nodded, greeted two Dothrak warriors, and the three turned around and walked out.
In the evening of that day.
A large mast ship left the port of Quels and headed towards the direction of the Western Slave Bay.
......
early morning.
A red sun slowly rises from the eastern sky.
Astabo Port.
It was lively and noisy.
With the turmoil caused by the coup in Astabo City more than a month ago, the turmoil caused by the coup in Astabo was quelled.
This huge port quickly returned to its previous lively and busyness.
Dock workers are busy.
The sailors who docked with the boat kept shouting.
At this time.
A large mast passenger ship docked at the pier.
A large number of people from all over the world immediately began to get off the passenger ship.
Among them, a tall figure covered in a black robe walked off the passenger ship, stood on the dock and looked at the towering city wall in the distance, and couldn't help but take a deep breath.
Previous positions, power, honor and glory have disappeared.
He came here for the sake of rebirth.
Following the convoy of the dock, the black-robed figure appeared in front of the tall and thick city walls of Astabo after not long.
After routine checkup.
The black robe figure entered the city of Astabo.
After some inquiry.
Not long after, the black robe figure walked into a tavern next to the street.
Even in the morning.
The hall of this tavern is almost full.
After ordering wine and food, the man in black robe quickly sat at a dining table beside the window.
"I haven't been here for only three months. Why did I hear that the Governor has changed here?"
"I'm only a few days earlier than you, and I don't know, but I heard that the governor is from Westeros..."
The man in black robe just sat down when he was immediately attracted by the discussion coming from the adjacent table.
"From Westeros...Tell me in detail..."
The two of them continued to discuss at the next table, and the man in black robe listened more seriously.
"I only heard that the governor was from Westeros. Before that, it seemed that he was the "triple crown" of the martial arts competition. By the way, the new governor was called Morgan..."
The two people on the table continued, but the news that the man in black robe on the side completely lived in Bengbu.
"From Westeros, the "triple crown" of the martial arts competition, named Morgan..."
Such a clear and profound information made him think of someone from the Westeros continent instantly.
"Is it him the new governor of Astabo?"
"How long has it been?"
"Why did the other party suddenly become the governor of Astabo so suddenly?"
The man in the black robe quickly burst into the mind for a short time.
To be continued...