Chapter 175
"What's so special about Westeros?" The two White Cloaks looked towards Dany curiously.
Westeros has Others, a Three-Eyed Crow who can observe the timeline, and a group of real Old Gods.
As long as Dany steps into Westeros range, everything she says and does will be under Bran's watch.
The future Bran, the old Three-Eyed Crow at this time.
But these reasons cannot be said to the two Kingsguards.
"After I show up, Duke Tywin may be... ugh, even the Faceless Men are here, what should I worry about? Tywin can still drag Westeros to join the Allies ?" Dany shrugged, laughing and borrowing it.
In just a split second, she suddenly realized that the news of Others' existence would reach Slaver's Bay sooner or later. How could she stop the two White Cloaks from returning home?
Or, would she keep avoiding Others, avoiding Westeros?
impossible.
“You two who are going to Westeros?” Dany asked with a smile.
"Me!"
"Me!"
The two looked at each other, Barristan first opened the mouth and said: "Ser Mormont, as you are in Isn't the reputation of the Seven Kingdoms a little self-conscious?"
"I..." Jorah blushed and argued: "I'm a Kingsguard now!"
The glory of the Kingsguard comes from the Queen, but it cannot bring glory to the Queen.
"I can do more for Queen, Ser, do you admit it?" Whitebeard said indifferently.
There is no doubt that 90% of the nobles of Seven Kingdoms will give her a high look whenever they see Barristan standing behind Dany in a white robe.
You can even respond to one call.
Jorah, on the other hand, has a very bad reputation and can only bring about a negative impact on Dany.
"Well, after all, it's the first time I've tried a long-haul flight. Let's explore the Seven Kingdoms form first. Next time we go to North, Bear Island is really a bit far." Dany looked at Mormont.
From Slaver's Bay to King's Landing is about 6,000 kilometers, 3,000 kilometers less than to Bear Island.
"Okay..." Jorah grumbled.
Three days later, on the morning of bright sun and a gentle breeze, the top garden of Astapor Great Pyramid.
One body cultivator is long, the other is tall and majestic, and two iron armored Knights with peculiar shapes dexterously climbed onto the dragon's back.
Well, Knight in medieval armor with a modern mountaineering bag.
"Sigh--"
"Sizzle--"
One milky white and one black, two bodies, the dragons open their wings, from half a meter The thick granite wall leaped and glide to the west.
Flying all the way over the low mountains covered with bushes, across the Long Island Strait of the blue ocean, the abandoned island named Long Island by Dany himself, another 150-kilometer-wide strait.
Dany stares up.
Sea cliffs covered in dark green jungle, the sky shrouded in a grey haze of land.
Once upon a garden on the Summer Sea, Lands of Long Summer.
dragon glides at a speed of 200 kilometers per hour, and it only takes three hours to reach the Lands of Long Summer.
set off at seven o'clock in the morning, about ten o'clock at this time, it is the time when the warm sun is smoking, the blue sky is full of white clouds passing by, and the sea is sparkling under the golden sun golden light.
But the land ahead seems to be in another world.
It looks like a brightly colored island landscape photo is divided into two from the middle, the east is a black and white photo with a hazy effect, and the west is turned on high level beauty.
Dany couldn't help but stop Little White, Big Black also slowed down and approached slowly.
"Lands of Long Summer, wicked!" Barristan lifted the wool scarf on his face armor and called to Dany, "Your Majesty, do you want to take a detour to the Dothraki Sea?"
A detour would take thousands of kilometers more.
"I'll see if I can get over it." Dany shouted, and rode his White Dragon into the sky.
The sky is getting brighter and brighter, the sun is shining, and the cotton candy-like clouds above her head are swept away by her, and Little Green rises seven kilometers to a height of 10,000 meters.
There is still a thin layer of grey and foggy sky ahead...
"What's going on? Can the haze fly so high?" Dany muggle said.
"This world is so unscientific!"
With a curse, she drove Little White to start descending.
After more than half an hour, Dany saw Big Black gliding in circles on the sea again.
"Can't fly!"
Further up a distance the air becomes thinner, something Dany and a dragon can handle—the fire has less oxygen, but Barristan can no.
In case of lack of oxygen, the old man fell off the dragon's back halfway, and he was the most useless Kingsguard in history.
Barristan saw that Dany didn't want to take a detour, so he shouted, "I'll go take a look first."
Dany thought for a while, and let Big Black carry Whitebeard into the hazy gray fog Rush to...
It's not that she deliberately let the old man go to the pit, the key is that her resistance to various negative injuries is obviously much higher than that of the ordinary person.
Giraffes can cross rivers, but ponies can drown in rivers.
Let the "pony" Whitebeard try oneself, go as far as he can, and leave immediately if he feels a little uncomfortable.
Dany also entered the tightest Dreki state, carefully observing every wiggle in the Big Black spiritual sense.
There are changes!
There are slight fluctuations in the magnetic field perception, but the fluctuations are not large, and Big Black is not lost.
Crisis perception...flickered almost imperceptibly.
This, what is this?
Where does the danger come from?
Dany is a little dazed.
Big Black's perception of crisis fluctuates frequently.
For example, on the battlefield, even if he is flying at an altitude of more than 800 meters, there is absolutely no arrow that can have such an exaggerated attack power, and there will still be large-scale sensory vibrations.
The lower the flight altitude, the greater the amplitude.
The magic is that if there is no archer or Scorpion below, even if he hovers at an altitude of 10 meters, he will not feel the slightest sense of danger.
Well, Big Black also has a sense of crisis when he sees Dany with a dragon whip and an angry face...
—although most In this case, the dragon who got the whip was not him.
Big Black is an honor student!
Barristan was in the haze for five minutes before Dany called Big Black back and asked White Cloak, "What's wrong?"
As a step into the "Third Realm" A top-level knight, he knows the slightest changes in oneself's body.
Squinting for a while, he shook his head and said, "The limbs are strong, there is no poisoning, there is no abnormal breathing, the heartbeat frequency remains the same, and the mucous membranes in the eyes, mouth, and nostrils have no itching or tingling reactions. It's alright."
"Then let's try rushing through in one go? About an hour and a half." Dany asked.
"If Your Majesty is sure that the dragon won't get lost, you can try it."
Dany thought about it, took out the water bottle from the backpack, and wet the wool scarf outside the face armor before Wrapped between the wings of his nose, Whitebeard followed suit.
After that, Dany kept adjusting the height, from top to bottom, carefully observing the haze over the opposite continent.
"Damn! The higher the sky, the heavier the smog?"
Where are you Newton, come out and explain to this King!
From an altitude of 800 meters, the closer to the ground, the higher the fog concentration.
Dany flew back down to only 500 meters.
"Hurry up, let's go!"
On the hill behind the sea cliff, there is a dark green and dim forest, and then there is an endless green plain, where the maroon earth grows sparsely. A clump of miserable green weeds.
At an altitude of 800 meters, Big Black and Little Green travel at top speed.
Big Black shot almost 350 kilometers per hour, like a cannonball, with a "si si hiss" scream, and a few breaths pulled Little White away.
Another 2 minutes passed, and Dany couldn't even see Big Black's shadow.
"Little White, why are you so frustrated?!" Dany patted White Dragon on the neck, mocking said with a smile.
"Fuck—"
Little White yelled, flapping his wings harder and harder.
It took less than ten minutes to fly, and Dany's face suddenly froze.
A Great Way, straight as a blade, splits the ochre field in two.
Big Black heads down, eyes adjust focus, the ash-gray Great Way magnifies before his eyes.
Dany was suddenly in a trance: Did he hit a national highway?
The visual width is not less than 12 meters, and it is a palm above the ground. It is completely unaffected by rain and snow, and the road surface is extremely smooth.
Is this a cement road?
No, it's not a concrete road.
Dany saw it in the memory of the original owner, in the great plains east of Pentos, Old Valyria galloped.
For more than 400 years, this Valyrian road has not been damaged at all, not even the water chestnuts of the stone road above the ground.
As immortal and sturdy as the Valyrian Steel Sword.
Four hundred years... no, not just four hundred years, the Valyria civilization has a history of six thousand years, and this spacious stone path should have existed for several thousand years, but it has not been in these four hundred years. Just to be maintained.
Perhaps, it needs no maintenance?
Dany sighed again: "Compared with the immortal buildings in this world for thousands of years, the real estate dealers on Earth should be ashamed to death."
"Hey, that's .. ....people?!"
On all fours, with a tattered gray cloth wrapped around his waist, he galloped like a monkey on the stone road, chasing the fleeing elk in front of him?
Is that a man?
Is it an elk?
A person with dark red scales on the skin and seven or eight uneven bone spurs protruding from the back?
But it has clothes, though it's just a rag.
The elk...maybe it's not an elk at all, how can there be a deer with a half face on the back of its butt?
And it was covered in blood, as if it had just been skinned, but it was not slow at all...
But it did have branch-like antlers.
Big Black's speed is fast, and the scene flashes in his field of vision, and Dany can't see the follow-up plot.
But she wants to know.
So Big Black slowed down and circled slowly.
You can go back to where you were, but you can't find the two monsters again.
"Why did it stop?" Barristan saw Dany looking down, and couldn't help explaining: "This is Valyrian road."
"I know, I saw it on the Pentos plains This stone path." Dany replies absentmindedly.
"We're going south along the stone path," Dany explained to White Cloak after turning the two dragons around, "I just seemed to see someone."
"Isn't it wrong? As everyone knows, Lands of Long Summer has no villages and towns, only devils."
"How could it be wrong? The man still has a rag around his waist, which shows that he has shame Heart and reason."
Dany shouted casually, and let Big Black speed up and fly south along the straight Great Way.
However, she soon gave up her mind, because the farther she flew south, the thicker the gray smog, and the more frequent the crisis warnings in the Big Black Consciousness Sea fluctuated.
While hesitating, she asked Big Black and Little White to raise the altitude, because at this time, the altitude of 800 meters was not considered a thin area of ash.
"Village!"
After hesitating for more than half an hour, Dany in Dreki state suddenly heard Barristan's exclamation.
Under the gray and gloomy sky, a pale white creek flows through the green and brown mottled fields. Seven or eight gray low thatched huts form a small village by the creek, and a dozen fuzzy rickety silhouettes lie in the creek. side activities.
"There are people!" Barristan was shocked.
Obviously, only people can take the World Tree room.
At the same time, Big Black began to turn around, leaving the iron ruler-like stone path and flying to the southeast.
It really is human!
Someone was fishing by the stream, some was washing something, some was drying clothes in the open space, some people were carrying their prey back from outside the village, some...
Although the village is small, it is full of life.
But when Big Black adjusted the focus so that Dany could see the faces of the people in the village, she almost lost her voice in fear: "Come on, get out of here now!"