High Magic Earth

"Hey, buddy, how do I use this thing? I forgot again." Atria was nervous, straightening the double-winged flying feather helmet on her head, and then hugged her chest like a figure. It's something like a gun.

Hearing his loud voice, a middle-aged guard leaning against the wall stood straight up, and then raised his hand to slap his head, distorting the helmet he had just straightened.

"Be quiet, idiot!"

Digel gave Atria a glare. The boy was energetic, courageous, and lacked blood and courage. The only thing missing seemed to be IQ, which was not very easy to make up for.

"If it's heard by the noble knights with eyes on their heads, see if he won't cut you off." Digel raised the fireworks in his hand and then gave Atria a demonstration.

"Aim first... then pull...here...here, right...not to let you pull now!" Digel slapped Atria's hand on the fire letter with a slap and glared at him again. .

Atria quickly took her hand away, then raised the fireworks and aimed at the Iron Throne in the square.

"It's not that you are aiming at the queen, you idiot!" Digel snapped Atria's helmet back and scolded helplessly. "And you don't call me dude, call me Helen Si... Viscount."

"Okay, good man." Atria straightened her helmet and played with fireworks again and again, but this time she finally pointed to the sky and got it in the right direction.

They stood on the promenades of the castles on both sides of Kingdom Square, and extended a branch of fireworks from the arched door promenade. Both of the promenades were golden robes in golden cashmere robes. Wait until Daenerys's throne begins. They will release gorgeous fireworks.

The snow covered the earth. The entire Westeros, including the King’s Landing, naturally, reduced the speed of the spread and spread of the plague, and covered all the buildings in the city with a thick white. , But it adds a lot to Junlin.

At this time, a large number of people have gathered in the square, including the population that Tyrion deliberately recruited from various territories, as well as the refugees who have been added halfway. There were also many noble representatives who came to visit, even the Dorn.

Who said that the news in the Middle Ages was slow, and when Daenerys swept over with unstoppable force, these carefully-minded nobles were more informed than others, and they chose to submit to surrender instead of being a car.

Perhaps Daenerys’s non-human powers scared them. If they are all using the army, they may still miss the Iron Throne, the master of the Seven Kingdoms, but in the face of a nine-headed real dragon, forget it. .

of course. Although these nobles chose to submit to surrender, how did they calculate their hearts? That's hard to say.

But Daenerys doesn't mind these things. She has time to settle accounts slowly. The dragon family has a long life span, hundreds of years or even thousands of years. What she lacks most is time.

And she is not afraid of any small movements by these people, which is absolute confidence in her strength.

A lot of people have gathered below, there are ordinary civilians in clothes, and there are nobles dressed in gorgeous, but without exception, they can maintain the most basic warmth in winter without freezing.

These are the clothes arranged and distributed by Tyrion. Daenerys wants a brand new monarch, not a city made up of a group of refugees.

I believe she has had enough in Milin. Tyrion has not been to Milin, but it does not prevent him from knowing it, because Tyrion can be proud to say that his head is the most valuable on the Westeros. Head, because everything is inside.

The problem of supplies is also very easy to solve, not to mention the gold coins collected from various uncooperative cities along the way, and the services contributed by those nobles themselves have made Daenerys rich and enemies.

The more cities that later choose to resist, the less there is, so there is no chance of gaining money, but obviously those nobles will not let Tyrion take advantage of the problem. The gold coins and jewels turned in are enough for Tyrion to swallow back his harsh conditions.

But the advantage is that it is now the richest moment of Daenerys' journey all the way from Ersos.

And since it was discovered that jewelry and gold coins had a certain attractiveness to Daenerys, even making her irresistible, Tyrion replaced the gold coins with silver coins and other precious metals, and Chengshan’s coins even filled the underground of the King’s Landing. The castle can completely bury a few people and can't find the bones.

In this case, Tyrion will not skimp on the construction of King's Landing and gather people's hearts. After all, no accident, Daenerys' rule will last for at least hundreds of years...maybe.

Looking at the square crowds, Atria from a small place in the country even experienced several epic battles along the way. At this time, my heart was a bit nervous. After all, peace and war are two completely different concepts.

He swallowed nervously, and then shook the fireworks in his hand and asked, "This thing... no surprises."

"What an accident." Digel glanced at him lazily and leaned back against the wall. "It's all... the tricks of the evil wizards, and you haven't seen their power." He lowered The voice said to Atria.

Obviously, he still didn't come out of the shadows of the time. The big trees skewered by human flesh, and even the whole forest would run. It was a nightmare.

But Atria was the kind of person who couldn't open the pot, and he asked perseveringly, "What if it explodes, just like... yesterday."

Fireworks are not a safe thing, let alone in the hands of a group of medieval people who have never seen gunpowder. It exploded yesterday due to improper operation, and even caused a fire.

Digel was a little helpless when asked by Atria. He glared at him and said, "Then you better pray to live alive, because then you will have the opportunity to taste the angry prime minister and take your head off. What is it like to be in you?"

"But... Lord Prime Minister is not as tall as my legs, he can't push it in."

Diger rolled his eyes and stopped taking Atria. He was desperate to him.

But at this time. The crowd beneath suddenly shouted violently. With the sound of discussion, Atria also became energetic at once, and Diger regained his spirit. Sure enough, Atria said excitedly at the next moment, "It is Her Majesty Daenerys, and the Queen is down."

It may be the reason for some excitement, his voice is a little too loud. Suddenly, a cold sight swept away. This is the current commander of the golden robe. Atria didn't even know his name, because he had just been in office for three days, and heard that he came from Kaiyan City. Only know his surname Lannister.

However, the natural oppression of the nobility was still there for Atria. He quickly closed his voice and his face was serious. He didn't dare to breathe until the cold sight disappeared.

Digel snorted. And Atria is still not stubborn, still whispering.

"Her Daenerys came down...I saw the queen. I saw her!" Atria suddenly whispered, then stared at the figure deadly, "She is so beautiful..."

Digger next to him frowned suddenly, and then asked, "Did you not see your majesty hitting Reese? Have you seen...she looked like a dragon when she was undressed, why is she so surprised?"

Atria froze, blushing and argued, "Of course I have seen it, but it was on the battlefield at that time. Is the situation critical? There are ghouls everywhere, and I still bring you unconscious."

Digel looked at Atria up and down, looked at him a little hairy, and then suddenly chuckled, "Come on, I have inquired afterwards. We had retreated when Her Majesty Daenerys came down, and she It became a real dragon flying directly, and there was no chance for you to watch it."

"They are talking nonsense!" Atria said with a flushed face.

Civilian knights did not actually differ much from the bottom guards and gangsters when they met in private. They were just drinking and bragging together, but obviously the latter’s challenge was very challenging for a young man who had just walked out of the country for a long time. Skillful, often blown through.

And after finishing speaking, Atria did not take Li Di Ge, and stared at Her Majesty. Obviously, Daenerys was a first-class appearance before, and after the transformation of magic, she was more beautiful. It is deadly tempting to a young and **** knight like Atria.

Knight, all yearning for wealth and glory and everyone, few people can make the oldest oath.

But for Daenerys below, she doesn’t mind all kinds of eyes, the dragon’s keenness can let her find out the location of everyone who maliciously looks at her, but she didn’t do it. Because there are more important things.

It is the Iron Throne not far away.

She has been waiting for this day for a long time, even so long that she thought it will not come, but now that she has achieved it, she has recaptured her own Iron Throne, and this is only the first step. Next, she will make everyone aware, Who is the real king of the seven nations on Westeros, and who is the subject!

The crowd below was cheering and noisy, as if forming a fiery wave. Even the cruel winter could not be stopped and suppressed, the actors and entertainers were dedicating their singing and juggling together with the cheers to form a piece Blurred heat wave.

Even with the sharp hearing of the Daenerys Dragon Clan, there was a moment of vagueness and trance. She could not understand exactly what these people were calling, only knowing that they were venting their inner excitement.

At this moment, Daenerys suddenly thought of his dead brother. He wore a crown, but it was not the real one, and there were many people who died on the road, gray bugs, Barristan, Dario... also There is Chora.

Many people died and some people survived, but fortunately, they got help from more people, and finally reached this step.

"Your Majesty." Tyrion's voice awakened Daenerys from the trance. On this occasion, even Tyrion and even Stark took away the jumping character and turned to pretend to be serious, " It's about to start," he whispered.

Daenerys looked calmly at the little dwarf at her feet, and Tyrion was not timid, but took a slight step back, and invited Daenerys to the Iron Throne.

Daenerys is not a monarch killer, she does not need to bear the scolding, she is not a usurper, she wants to **** the Iron Throne from someone else’s hand and sit in a hurry, she has plenty of time, but she does not How much tedious preparation.

Because the followers who followed her all the way were already dead, and the wars in the next place were all fought by her alone, so she only had to sit up, and just sit up on her own. Okay.

Daenerys calmly faded away, and immediately a golden robe took it respectfully. She showed her exquisite body, and her thin clothes clung to her in the cold wind, hunting and hunting.

Daenerys likes thin clothes because she grew up in the hot Essos area. She thought she hadn't been with Westeros since she came to Westeros. Unexpectedly, she turned into a dragon-head monster.

The heat insulation and cold resistance brought by Dragon Scale can make her resist the severe cold, and the damage to the clothes after being transformed into a dragon shape, so that even the cumbersome clothes are omitted, sometimes she just wears the simplest Lining and tulle.

She faced the crowd below, and then turned her back to the Iron Throne, suddenly everyone was silent.

The Iron Throne is fixed in the Junlin Castle. The throne infused with countless long swords and pig iron is fixed in the steel hall of the Junlin and cannot be moved, but this is not a problem for these people at all. Stark cut the bottom of the Iron Throne directly by welding, and Daenerys moved to the square, like holding a piece of bread.

King's Square fell into silence, only the distant sound accompanied by the sound of cheering and singing of actresses.

Then at the next moment, Daenerys sat up.

The Iron Throne, which represents the ruler of the King's Landing, means the Lord of the Seven Kingdoms, the guardian of the whole territory.

The new king was born. She was Daenerys, the mother of the real dragon, Daenerys.

The crowd below knelt in black, and Daenerys sat on the throne, looking down at everything below. The last time I saw this situation was in Milin, it is different now, completely different.

"Get up~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Daenerys said quietly.

Her voice was not loud, but it was clearly transmitted to every corner of Junlin City. She gently stroked a ring on her finger. Sometimes, the magic of Yi Chou would produce unexpected effects.

Then at the next moment, the crowd burst out.

"Long live the queen!"

"Long live your majesty!"

"Daenerys, who was born in a storm, may God protect you!"

After a quiet moment below, a larger heat wave erupted, as if only venting the volume wantonly to vent the inner excitement, they cheered and vented feelings that they could not understand.

At this moment, gorgeous fireworks suddenly burst above the Kingdom Square. For the people of King's Landing who had never seen this kind of thing, the first reaction was panic, and then the more enthusiastic cheers.

Because sitting on the Iron Throne is Daenerys, the mother of dragons, and only she will have this magical power. (To be continued.)