Chapter 418
"Your Majesty, two groups of people came from the dock. One group of Firemage from Volantis, another group of seven with two dwarfs, the first middle age person calling himself 'Ser Jon Connington', an old friend of Ser Barristan. "
"Huh, Volantis' Firemage? How many people did they sign up?"
Dany pu chi laughed.
"Fifty-four people came, led by Wood Mage and Pogba Mage, who called themselves 'Volantis'."
"hahahaha..." Dany mumbled Holding his stomach, he couldn't breathe with laughter, "Familiar names, familiar people, familiar styles, familiar tastes."
"You know them?" The little black girl asked strangely.
Dany smiled crookedly on the reclining chair, and said, "The old acquaintance, call them up, I haven't seen you for a few months, I miss it.
And that Jon Connington, since It's Ser, and you know Ser Barristan, so bring it with you too!"
"Wait, Missandei, wait a while," looked up at the sky, it was almost dusk, and Dany stopped and turned away. Missandei, I went to Irri, Jhiqui beckons with the hand, "The old friends are not acting cool when they meet each other, it's like walking in brocade clothes at night. Go and get me some grains, eggs, bacon..."
When the horse men and the little black girl left, Dany smiled and said to the blank-looking Green Graces: "Those Firemages are impure, at least half of Volantene's spies, I have to show my hand and let them respect me like a god."
"Since they're spies, why do you want to see them? Why don't you just lock them up?"
"Hey, you can't lock them up, they're all tricky to get here, they're of great use ." Dany waved, oddly said with a smile.
"I'd better leave first!" Green Graces stood up to say goodbye.
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In the past, Good Masters often held banquets on the top garden of the Great Pyramid, which could accommodate two or three hundred guests.
At this time, more than 50 Firemages and the entire Connington group with less than ten people came together and it was not crowded.
"Gods!"
"Seven Hells!"
As soon as I walked out of the stairwell, I saw the full of smiles in the shade and behind the long table. Facing their Dragon Queen, the faces of those people changed dramatically, and they howled.
Well, there are only three or four wailing people, skinny man Pogba, old black Wood, noseless Tyrion.
Haldon Halfmaester, though shocked, did not shout.
Everyone else stood there dumbfounded, shocked by Dragon Queen's youth and beauty, and embarrassed and confused by the companion's lost self-control.
"Queen, spare your life!" Old Wood thumped and knelt on the ground, wailing.
"Queen, spare your life!" skinny man Pogba follow closely from behind, kneeling down and begging for mercy.
"What's wrong with you guys?"
Other Firemage unfathomable mystery.
"Get up, get up, it's all old acquaintance," Dany waved his hand, and immediately two Unsullied went over to help Firemage up.
She said with a smile: "As I said earlier, there are big projects with millions of gold coins waiting for you. Now that you have brought so many people, I am too happy!"
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"Your Majesty, I, I..." Old Wood blushed and said at a loss, "I would like to serve you!"
"Me too." Pogba said quickly.
"en." Dany smiled nodded.
Seeing the friendly attitude of Dragon Queen, Old Wood's panic-stricken expression gradually returned to calm, and then he said, "I will do what you say I will, and resolutely execute the mission!"
"I also Same," Pogba said.
"Okay." Dragon Queen smiled.
The old black man clenched the teeth and said firmly: "I swear allegiance to you and will never have anything to do with Volantis again."
"Me too." Pogba said hurriedly .
"Very good." Dragon Queen grinned.
Avoiding the possibility of half-heartedness, and realizing that he must be the Dragon Queen's confidant little brother, old Wood turned his cold eyes to the bewildered Firemage and said, "Your Majesty, I would like to You report a spy on your team."
"Me too." Pogba followed immediately.
"Ah, spy?! Where's the spy, Grand Mage Wood, what are you talking about?" The Firemage was in an uproar, some of whom had their faces changed drastically and their eyes flickered.
"Very good, but it's not in a hurry." Dany beckons with the hand to the crowd, "Come and sit, I have time today, trying to make dinner by myself. It's better to come early than to come by chance. , let's try my craft together."
A group of people didn't know why, but they still went forward obediently.
Dragon Queen's long hair is tied behind her head with a bow, and she wears short-sleeved silk pants, a very simple and cool dress.
She is standing behind a thick solid wood table that is five or six meters long, and these pots and pans are placed on the table.
Looking up, you can see that there are sprouted grains, rice, eggs, bacon, washed green onions, green vegetables, etc. inside.
Seems to be really cooking?
"Irri, for the Masters, as well as Ser Connington, Ser Tyrion and they bring some tables and chairs. There are a lot of people..."
Dany Glancing at the crowd, he lowered his head and took out a red copper bucket from under the table, and poured the grains in the large porcelain bowl into it.
"Your Majesty, did you recognize me that day? Ser Barristan was also at Merchant's House."
"You are so brave, you dare to go deep into the tiger's den and spy on the enemy." He complimented.
"Hehe, what kind of tiger's den is Volantis?"
Dany glanced at the young man with silver hair and purple eyes staring at oneself with complex eyes, wondering in his heart.
"During the two months you were at sea, I went to Lys, burned dozens of Merchant Princes, went to Dorne, saw your niece get her nose cut off.... .."
"My niece..." Imp was puzzled at first, then a moment later, shocked: "Myrcella? Who hurt her?"
"Your father Died in the dungeon, Princess Dorne thought she had a good chance, so she was ready to support your niece as king. Well, according to Dorne custom, when your eldest nephew died, your niece should take the throne. Then..."
Dany shrugged and said, "You are a veteran, you should understand. Game of Thrones, since you are involved, even if you are passive, it is difficult to get out."
Imp He pursed his lips, frowning silently.
Interrupted by Tyrion, Dragon Queen doesn't continue to brag about oneself's adventures in Oldtown, King's Landing, Wall, Braavos.
After a while, Unsullied has returned with a stool and a long table.
They quickly set up tables and chairs by the pool, inviting guests to take their seats.
The seat is determined according to the status, the higher the status, the closer to the Dragon Queen.
Firemage has already established its identity and status, and Volantis Shuangjue is the leader, after all, Firemage is organized by them.
The crowd quickly took their seats.
It's the Connington entire group. The original low-profile actor Hugor was identified by the Dragon Queen, and he was also called "Ser Tyrion".
Then Ser should have the status of Ser, at least across from Connington.
But the tallest in their entire group is Young Griff.
Forget the chief, he should be sitting next to the Dragon Queen.
"Ai, Lord Griff, I'll sit next to you."
Imp glanced at the gloomy young man, sighed then said, rejecting the seat arranged by Unsullied, and consciously walked to the back seat.
Connington looked at the cluttered crowd around him and felt helpless, so he had to introduce to the curious Dragon Queen: "This is my adopted son, Young Griff."
Dany smiled. Greetings, but I muttered in my heart: I don't even know who you are, how can I know who your adopted son is?
Aerys Prime Minister, Griffin's Roost Earl Jon Connington, is naturally a recognized figure in Westeros, and even Dany knows him.
But in public perception, Griffin's Roost Earl is already dead, and there are too many people with the same name as foreigners... Look, another "Jon", with the same name as the protagonist , it is normal for Dany not to recognize.
Dragon Queen held both hands at the bottom of the copper barrel, and said with a smile to the crowd of Firemage: "First, let's have some popcorn for everyone to have an appetizer."
Firemage look I, I look at you, looking dazed.
As everyone saw just now, the barrels are filled with raw buns, how do you eat them?
"bang!" While wondering, I heard a crisp sound from the mouth of the barrel, and then a red yellow flame rose three feet high.
"Gods, this, this is the elemental burning, the gathering fire in Fire Control?" Old Wood exclaimed.
"What, this is gathering fire? Pure Fire Element burning?"
Mage stood up in disbelief, stood up on tiptoe, stretched their necks, and wanted to put their heads together. Watch in the barrel.
"It's really a Fire Element. I feel the magic power fluctuations like the Smoking Sea." Pogba swallowed and said with difficulty.
"Firemage's little trick." Dany laughed serenely.
"crackle..."
After a few words, a series of crackling sounds resounded from the copper barrel.
naked eye Visible, snow-white popcorn slowly piled up from the bottom, and some jumped straight out of the bucket.
"Irri, divide the popcorn into your distinguished guests."
In less than half a minute, a bucket of popcorn popped, and Dragon Queen was also very proud, but her expression remained the same. It's so casual, and the tone is still so relaxed.
"Khaleesi, don't you want to order?" the horse men maid said with a strange expression, carrying a copper leather bucket.
"Give it all to the guests!" Dany waved his hand, bent down again, grabbed a handful of corn kernels from the sack under the table, and extended the hand with a flat expression.
"I can do this," she said.
"crackle!"
The muffled sound of beans exploding resounded in her white fist.
Open your palms, and the golden corn kernels have turned into steaming popcorn.
In front of a crowd of guests who lost their eyes and jaws, Dragon Queen put the popcorn in her palm into her mouth, puffed her cheeks, and chewed it crackly.
Swallowing the popcorn down her throat, she grabbed a handful of raw corn kernels and put it in her mouth.
"It's okay."
"crackle!"
The popcorn exploded in her mouth, puffing her cheeks.
"Ha-" let out a breath of hot air, and Dragon Queen chewed it directly.
"clang when—" Even Jhiqui, who was placing the dishes, was stunned. The porcelain bowl hit the table and shattered.
"It's okay." The Dragon Queen said again, flicks with the finger, and a golden corn kernel flew into the air.
Without the slightest sign, only the old Wood, who had the most proven magic power, vaguely sensed the fluctuation of Fire Element.
"Beep!"
The corn kernels flew into the sky, popped, and the popcorn fell, and was opened and caught by the Dragon Queen.
At this moment, Tyrion was waiting for the muggle, with 10,000 Cao fucks rushing past in his heart, and countless "sleeping | trough" swiping in his mind.
At this moment, all Firemage, shocked beyond words, looked towards Dragon Queen's eyes, revered like a god, feared like a devil.
Only them, Firemage, understood what Dragon Queen's slightly comical behavior just now meant.
Only their knowledgeable Firemage can understand the depth of her magic power and the high skill, which has already surpassed the limit of the ordinary person's imagination.
What is the Number One Person of the young generation, what is the Volantis double-handedness, what is the first fire method of Qohor, there is only one unified name in front of the Dragon Queen:
trash!
She is not targeting anyone, she is just telling everyone with practical actions: In front of me, all of you Firemage are trash!