Due to its geographical advantage, this place is naturally very suitable for doing business with various towns in Westeros, so trade activities are very prosperous, and a large number of merchant ships can be seen coming in and out of the harbor.
Some daring merchants even wanted to follow the road all the way to the endless grasslands, selling ironware, pottery, salt, wine, cloth and other daily necessities to the Dothraki nomads at high prices, and then buy a large number of cheap horses and livestock when they returned.
As long as there is no unexpected loss or robbery along the way, you can often make amazing profits in a round trip.
After all, everyone knew that since Pentos suffered a series of defeats in the war with its northern neighbor Braavos, its military power had been strictly restricted in the armistice treaty.
For example, you may not own more than twenty warships, hire mercenaries, contract free mercenary groups, or maintain any troops beyond the city guard.
Despite its magnificent walls, the city is still considered by most to be the most vulnerable of all the trading city-states.
In desperation, the supreme ruler here, the Governor, could only change his original attitude and spend a long time to establish friendly and good relations with the Dothraki horse kings, constantly giving them things including women, supplies, gold, silver, luxury goods, etc. to ensure that the other party would not easily cross the border to plunder him.
All caravans departing from Pentos will usually be treated relatively well by the Dothraki tribe. At least they don't have to worry about being robbed and killed or enslaved.
Likewise, this close relationship can be transformed into a powerful military deterrent when necessary.
Any force close to the continent of Essos knows how powerful the Dothraki cavalry is in terms of combat effectiveness and destructive power. Even the continent of Westeros across the sea is afraid of these barbaric and primitive guys.
The most important thing is that their numbers are endless, and victory cannot be won by just a few wars. No one has the ability to go deep into the grassland and kill them all.
Even if all the city-states united to fight a total war, they would not be able to hold out for long before their finances were dragged down.
What's more, the Free Trade City-State was originally a regime established by a group of profit-seeking businessmen. How could they possibly use up all the wealth they had accumulated with great difficulty to fight a protracted war with no sign of victory?
Especially the current Governor of Pentos, Illyrio Mopatis, who climbed up from the bottom of society. In order to please the most powerful horse king on the grassland, Khal Drogo, he even lost his dignity.
At present, he is planning to give Daenerys Targaryen, who is under his protection, as a gift to the other party.
Although at the beginning, this old and fat man was deeply attracted by the beauty of the young "Dragon Mother", and even had the idea that many men with normal sexual orientation would have, that is, to take her for himself.
But he soon discovered that due to more than ten years of wandering and avoiding pursuit, coupled with the beatings and scoldings from her brother Viserys, the princess of the fallen country had become timid and cowardly, and was not the type he liked at all.
As for the move of giving Daenerys to Drogo, how much of it was out of his own interests and how much was at the instruction of his former friend "Octopus Spider" Varys in King's Landing across the sea, it is unknown.
At least in the eyes of Governor Illyrio, Viserys, who is irritable, ambitious and completely unable to see the situation, is definitely not a qualified king. It is even more impossible for him to follow the example of his ancestor Aegon I and launch a cross-sea expedition to regain the Iron Throne.
After all, the two last bloodlines of the Targaryen family have lost their most important support, which is the overlord-class creature - the dragon - that once soared in the sky and made the seven kingdoms silent and dared not even think of resisting.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but cast his gaze towards the three "dragon egg fossils" that he had bought at a high price in a box not far away.
Dragons! The most powerful and awe-inspiring magical beasts in the world.
More than three hundred years ago, Aegon I, who had only a very small number of valorous troops, successfully conquered the continent of Westeros with the help of three dragons, established the first unified dynasty in that land (at least on the surface), and also won a heavy crown for the Targaryen family.
"Oh - if only I could hatch all these eggs."
Illyrio reached out and gently stroked the uneven surface of the dragon egg, which was like scales, and his tone was filled with a strong desire to obtain this magical behemoth.
Of course, he was not the only one who had this idea. Anyone with a little ambition would want to own a dragon of his own.
Just as the Governor of Pentos was staring at the dragon egg in a daze, he suddenly heard a very unfamiliar voice in his ears.
"Do you want to hatch these dragon eggs? If so, I can help you a little."
moment!
Illyrio raised his head suddenly and saw a young man with black hair and black eyes appeared in his room at some point. The guards, servants and slaves guarding the door were still standing there stupidly, as if they had seen nothing.
Especially the favored female slaves, their eyes and expressions were particularly dull, which was completely different from their usual behavior of trying hard to seduce and please themselves in various ways.
Yes!
Although Pentos nominally abolished slavery and the slave trade under pressure from its northern neighbor Braavos after losing the war, in reality it was just a change of name but the substance remained the same.
More than 10,000 so-called "free men" were forced to serve their masters for life because they owed debts that they could not repay.
As for the remuneration for labor, it is so low that it cannot even guarantee the most basic survival, so they can only continue to borrow money from their masters.
In this way, the debt will continue to grow day by day, year after year. If the people themselves cannot repay it, their descendants will continue to repay it, eventually forming a very stable lower class that will never be able to turn things around.
"Who are you? How did you get in?"
Illyrio stepped back very cautiously and grabbed a gorgeous scimitar inlaid with gems and gold from the cabinet.
Needless to say, he regarded the uninvited Zuo Si as an assassin sent by the enemy to assassinate him, and even made up a huge conspiracy in his mind within a few seconds, and all the guards, servants and slaves were bribed.
You have to know that in the free trade city-state, things like killing political opponents through assassination or bribery to seize power happen from time to time.
"Relax, Governor. I am not here to kill you. No one in this world can afford to hire me as an assassin. Now please answer the question I just asked. Do you really want to hatch these dragon eggs?"
Zuo Si repeated the question he had just asked with a smile.
Because at such a close distance, he could clearly feel the three dormant dragon eggs beginning to wake up and become active as he appeared.
Obviously, the dragons in this world need abundant magical energy in their surroundings to be born and grow.
Otherwise, the dragons will become smaller and smaller, more and more deformed, just like what happened in the middle and late period of the Targaryen family's rule, and eventually completely lose the ability to reproduce and perish.
Combined with the extremely thin magical energy in the surrounding environment, it can be basically inferred that this world may have some kind of rise and fall pattern similar to the "magic tide".
When the "magic tide" comes, the whole world will be filled with powerful magical energy, which will revive dragons, white walkers, wizards, magic, and even those so-called "miracles" and last for a period of time.
When the tide recedes, the magical energy in the environment begins to slowly dissipate, until dragons, white walkers, wizards, magic and miracles all become "ancient legends" and "bedtime stories" used to scare children.
However, it is still unknown what exactly causes this phenomenon, how its periodic pattern is related to the strange seasons and climate changes, and what role the red comet plays in it.
The only thing that is certain is that we are now on the brink of a "magic tide" eruption. The entire world is like a volcano about to erupt, accumulating a huge energy that cannot be described in words.
But Zuo Si obviously did not intend to conduct too in-depth investigation and excavation here, but planned to let the tens of thousands of extremely destructive players from the Plantia Floating City directly in and let them wantonly destroy the so-called prophecy and destiny.
看看是否能把可能存在的幕后黑手给逼出来，比如说展现过超凡力量的红神、寒神、千面之神、淹神等等。
如果这些家伙真的存在并且敢露头，那么他就会毫不留情的动用底牌将其抹杀。
要是没有自然更好，就任由玩家们自由发挥，把原本的社会构架彻底粉碎，然后建立起全新的统治，同时将其作为一个大后方和灵魂的来源。
届时再引入凤凰之神——贝努取代那些乱七八糟的信仰体系，左思就可以在这个世界打造一个新的灵魂深井，为自己提供源源不断的能量供给。
伊利里欧总督显然并不知道自己此时此刻正在面对的年轻人有多么危险可怕。
听到对方不是来行刺之后，原本紧张的表情明显放松了一点，但仍旧没有放下手里的武器，而是用眼神不断示意门口的守卫进来保护自己。
只可惜，守卫对此完全没有一丁点回应，依然站在原地一动不动。
左思看到这一幕，立刻笑着解释道：“别白费力气了。你手下那些人都已经被魔法控制住了，除非得到我的命令，否则就算他们憋不住想上厕所也只会直接排泄在裤子里。”
“魔……魔法？你是个来自魁尔斯的男巫！”
伊利里欧瞳孔骤然放大、收缩、再放大，整个人都因为震惊和恐惧不受控制的轻微颤抖。
作为自由贸易城邦——潘托斯的总督，他自然不可能不知道在多斯拉克大草原遥远的东方，有一块被称之为红色荒原的贫瘠土地。
而在红色荒原最南端的半岛，连接夏日之海与玉海的海峡中间，耸立这一座举世闻名的巨型港口城市——魁尔斯，以及居住在这座城市“不朽之殿”内的男巫。
这群拥有苍白皮肤和蓝色嘴唇的异类，是目前唯一可以百分之百确定掌握着“魔法”力量的群体。
尽管男巫的力量也在不断地衰弱，甚至魁尔斯市民和富商都开始蔑视嘲笑他们，但东方世界的人们依旧对其保持着相当程度的敬畏。
伊利里欧完全不敢想象，如果眼前这个年轻人是一名男巫，那么对方突然出现在自己面前又有何目的？
莫非是想要夺取三颗龙蛋？ 又或者是干脆连自己也一起控制，从而成为潘托斯真正的掌控者？ “魁尔斯的男巫？不，千万别把我跟那些只会装神弄鬼的低能儿混为一谈。我所拥有的力量是他们根本无法想象的，你完全可以在某种程度上将我视作神一样的存在。”
说着，左思径直走到桌子旁边，以一种非常惬意的姿势坐下来，开始品尝摆放在盘子里的葡萄等水果。
由于整个世界眼下正处于“长夏”，所以不管是粮食还是水果种类都格外的丰富，从无花果到野莓、石榴、蜜枣、李子几乎应有尽有。
也不知道是不是因为免费白嫖的关系，味道跟口感居然意外的相当不错。
才短短几分钟的功夫，这些足够填饱三四个成年男性的食物就被扫荡的七七八八。
伊利里欧完全被这恐怖的食量和进食速度给惊呆了，愣是半天都没回过神来，更无法理解明明吃了那么多东西，可是肚子为什么却一点也没有凸起。
虽然不知道眼前的年轻人掌握了怎样的超自然力量，但胃口跟消化能力确实挺“魔法”的。
至少他敢保证，自己府邸内最能吃的“饭桶”也不能吞下那么多水果平安无事，百分之百会被活活撑死或者吃到一半开始呕吐不止。
沉默了良久，伊利里欧这才深吸了一口气小心翼翼试探道：“您大驾光临究竟有何目的？如果是需要金钱、仆从或者宝物请尽管开口，只要我有的就一定不会吝啬。”
可左思却笑着摇了摇头：“我想你误会了什么，亲爱的总督阁下。我并不想从你这里得到任何东西，只是希望你回答我刚才的问题。告诉我，你想孵化这些龙蛋吗？”
“孵化它们需要支付什么代价吗？”
伊利里欧明显十分谨慎，并没有立刻给出肯定或是否定的答案。
不仅如此，他还十分“乖巧”的将盛装龙蛋的箱子送到对方的脚下。
“不需要，至少不需要你支付什么代价。”
说话的功夫，左思弯下腰轻轻拿起一枚黑红的龙蛋，将一缕象征爆发、火焰跟狂热的红色法力值注入其中。
瞬间！
龙蛋内正在孕育的生命便立刻做出反应，那幼小的心脏开始缓慢的跳动，表面红色的鳞片也随之变得格外明亮鲜艳。
伊利里欧无疑敏锐捕捉到了这一点变化，呼吸顿时变得急促起来，眼睛里原本的敬畏和忌惮也被野心跟贪婪所取代。
毕竟一个阴谋家跟野心家，怎么可能会对拥有三条活生生的龙而无动于衷呢。
在经历了短暂的心理斗争之后，他终于深吸了一口气，用一种无比激动的语气说道：“我想孵化它们！请帮忙我！我愿意为此支付任何代价！”
“很好，我满足你的愿望。”
伴随着最后一个字脱口而出，左思加大了红色法力值的输入。
眨眼功夫，整个龙蛋便从内部猛然间喷涌出一团炙热的烈焰，吓的伊利里欧赶忙连连后退。
但细心的他敏锐注意到，左思那只笼罩在烈焰之中的手却丝毫没有一丁点被灼伤乃至烧焦的痕迹。
魔法！
真的是魔法！ 这位潘托斯的总督激动地不能自已，眼睛更是连眨都不眨一下，生怕错过了某些重要的瞬间。
很快，随着烈焰灼烧越来越剧烈，周围空气的温度更是提升到了快要让人无法忍受的程度，龙蛋表面终于开始咔嚓咔嚓的出现裂纹。
等蛋壳彻底崩裂之后，一条黝黑色的雏龙从蛋里缓缓爬了出来，发出一声刺耳的鸣叫。
“哈哈哈哈！龙！真的是龙！活生生的龙！”
伊利里欧猛地扑了上来，想要用那双肥嘟嘟的手去触碰这个传说中的生物。
但小龙立刻摆出一副防备姿态，并且从嘴里喷出一团火星，又把他吓退了回去。
在接下来的几分钟时间里，左思又对剩下的两颗龙蛋注入能量一个接一个孵化。
最终三条原本应该属于丹妮莉丝的龙就这样直接更换了主人。
尤其是左思身上那属于费伦真龙的气息，让三条雏龙感到格外的亲近，同时也表现出了非同一般的服从性。
而左思也用一管蕴含着浓郁火元素能量的红龙之血，通过简单的魔法仪式使其变的比刚出生时更加强壮有力，甚至会随着体型的增大获得少许类法术能力。
等做完这一切，他才面带微笑将雏龙送到总督的面前，意味深长的说道：“给，它们现在是属于你的了。”
“真的给我？”
伊利里欧明显又惊又怕，根本不敢再像刚才那样直接伸手，生怕被龙咬到或是喷出的火焰烧到。
左思微微点了点头：“当然。我又不是什么强盗，龙蛋是你的，那么孵化出来的龙自然也是你的。”
“可是……这三条雏龙好像都不太喜欢我，我应该怎么控制和训练它们呢？”伊利里欧十分谦卑的询问。
此时此刻，他终于完全相信坐在自己面前的年轻人，绝对是个非常厉害的巫师。
如果能得到对方的帮助，那么一统整个自由贸易城邦，甚至是征服奴隶湾沿岸的各个城市，建立一个与七大王国面积相当的庞大国家，将不再仅仅是妄想。
说不定还能跨过狭海进攻并征服维斯特洛大陆，完成连坦格利安家族伊耿一世都没能达成的壮举。
左思毫无疑问感知到了对方正在不断膨胀的野心，从宽大袖子里取出一枚刚刚用创造者能力制作的红宝石戒指低声说道：“戴上它，然后这三条龙就会服从你下达的命令。”
咕咚！
伊利里欧下意识吞了口唾沫，心脏开始不争气的狂跳，好几次伸出颤抖的手想要接过戒指。
但最终，他的理智战胜了贪婪，用力咬着下嘴唇问：“为什么！为什么是我？您究竟想要从我这里得到什么？”
“呵呵，因为这就是命运的指引。
伊利里欧·摩帕提斯，你注定将成为新的征服者，注定要加冕为王建立一个横跨两块大陆的帝国。
我所做的，只不过是把本应该属于你的东西送到你手上而已。
不仅如此，再过些日子还会有很多杰出的人才跟勇猛无畏的佣兵前来向你宣誓效忠。
好好利用他们，你将会变得战无不胜。”
在说这番话的时候，左思明显使用了魔法力量来对潘托斯总督进行精神暗示。
After a while, Illyrio, who had no resistance to magic and no firm will, believed it without a doubt. He took the ring and put it on his hand, raised his arms high and roared in an almost crazy tone: "Yes! I am Aegon I of the new era! I am destined to accomplish great things. And you, my friend, my benefactor, and my most trusted magical advisor, will obtain the position above all others."
It was obvious that the purpose of the ruby ring was not to make the dragon obey, but to enable it to understand the orders given by Illyrio.
What really makes them obedient is the energy emitted by the spark of the planeswalker and the true dragon blood that makes these young dragons feel close.
Needless to say, Zuo Si has chosen Pentos as the players' landing point on the continent of Essos, and he also intends to let Illyrio take the lead in starting a civil war between the trading city-states.
He dared to guarantee that when the dragons and the remnants of the Targaryen family appeared at the same time, the already turbulent situation on the continent of Westeros would inevitably become even more chaotic.
Only when the whole world is in chaos will players have the opportunity to rise up and completely destroy the old order.
As for Illyrio, who was affected by mental magic, he was just a simple tool.
Before the dragonlet even grows up, he will be sidelined by players using various means and eventually become an abandoned pawn.
Unfortunately, the governor was completely unaware of the tragic fate that had been arranged for him in the future. Instead, in order to thank and win over Zuo Si, a wizard with powerful magical powers, he specially held a grand banquet.
Daenerys and Viserys, who were living under someone else's roof, were naturally invited to attend.
The former, in particular, looked very nervous and helpless in such a crowded and lively occasion, fearing that he would be given as a gift or sacrifice by his brother to some "big shot" in exchange for the money and troops necessary for the restoration of the country.
In contrast, Viserys always maintained an inexplicable arrogance.
But when the three young dragons appeared, he, the legitimate heir of the "House of Dragon", could no longer sit still. He immediately ran to Illyrio and asked loudly, "What is going on? Why do you have dragons? All dragons in this world belong to the great true dragon family - Targaryen. I command you now to return the three dragons to me immediately."
"Hahahaha! Hand it back? Are you sure these three dragons will listen to you?"
Illyrio couldn't help but burst into unbridled laughter.
As the saying goes, as long as you are weak enough, even your anger will seem particularly cute in the eyes of others.
Unfortunately, this is the state Viserys is in right now.
Not only the governor of Pentos was laughing, but also the large number of invited guests.
And to Viserys, who was already very sensitive about his situation as a dependent, this laughter was undoubtedly a naked and undisguised mockery.
Extremely angry, he immediately gave orders to the three dragon hatchlings in Valyrian.
"In the name of the Targaryen family! Burn these bastards who dare to laugh at the great dragon!"
As a result, the three baby dragons ignored him and just ate the fresh mutton served by the female slaves. From time to time, they would spit out flames to roast the meat until it was half-charred, and then let out joyful cries.
Only the smallest one glanced out of the corner of its eye at this human being who made it feel a little bit like getting closer to him, but that was all.
"It's sad that the once glorious and powerful Dragon Family has fallen to this point, isn't it?"
Illyrio picked up the glass and took a sip of wine, with a hint of teasing in his tone.
Zuo Si responded in a nonchalant tone: “Yes! This poor fellow completely forgot that his ancestor Aegon I did not gain the ability to control dragons until he became king.
Instead, he first gained the ability to control dragons, and then conquered the entire continent of Westeros.
Power always comes from strength, not from so-called family and bloodline inheritance.
To put it bluntly, the former Targaryens were just an insignificant little family in Valyria.
What's more, Mad King Aerys's actions have long since angered the people, and both commoners and nobles are filled with hatred and disgust for him.
I guess the Dornish are the only people in Westeros who would truly support his son's restoration."
"But it is undeniable that the Targaryen family's name is still very useful at times. You know what? I originally planned to give Daenerys to the horse king, Khal Drogo, but now I have changed my mind."
Illyrio licked his lips with his tongue, doing nothing to hide the desire that was growing wildly in his heart along with his ambition.
He could no longer hold back and wanted to pin this breathtakingly beautiful girl down under him and ravage her to his heart's content tonight.
Moreover, obtaining Daenerys can not only satisfy physical desires, but also promote the name of the Targaryen family and provide some convenience for the future attack and conquest of the continent of Westeros.
As for Viserys, we can just find someplace to get rid of him.
Except for the "Octopus Spider" in King's Landing across the sea, no one cares about the life or death of this fool who calls himself the king.
Zuo Si had obviously anticipated that Illyrio would not be able to resist taking action against Daenerys, and he immediately performed a mind control spell with extremely obscure movements, and whispered in the ear of the old, fat governor with a devilish voice: "Only sissies like to fuck women, and real men should fuck men. Don't you think that Viserys is actually more beautiful and more attractive than his sister?"
moment!
A silver light flashed in Illyrio's pupils, and then he began to look Viserys up and down with a lustful look, and soon he revealed an obscene smile.
"Ah! my dear friend, thank you so much.
I would never have discovered this without your reminder.
Yes! Viserys is more alluring, more exciting, and more thrilling to me.
Sorry, I can't help it and have to excuse myself for a while.
As for Daenerys...
I will have the servant take her to your room later."
After saying this, Illyrio immediately winked at the guard, stood up and walked straight to the bedroom at the back.
Without saying a word, the two guards immediately stepped forward, grabbed Viserys on the left and right, and forcibly dragged him to the bedroom at the back.
"Damn you! Let me go! Do you know what you are doing? I am Viserys Targaryen III! King of the Andals, the Rhoynar, and the First Men! The only legitimate ruler of the Seven Kingdoms! When I take back the throne, I will chop off your heads."
Viserys had not yet realized what he was about to face. He just kept roaring and struggling, trying to save some of his lost face.
But after a while, his hands and feet were tied up with ropes by other servants.
Not long after being sent to the bedroom, a scream containing humiliation, fear, despair and pain was heard from inside.
"No!!!!!!!!!!!!"
The guests present were obviously very clear about what was happening. They immediately smiled at each other and continued to enjoy the food and wine provided by the banquet, as well as the attentive service of the female slaves.
Daenerys, who was the only one worried about her brother, stood up and wanted to go over to find out what was going on.
But he was stopped by the servants and forcibly taken into another bedroom.
About ten minutes later, when Illyrio came out, he looked very satisfied.
As for Viserys, he had suffered great damage both physically and mentally. He didn't dare to come out in front of so many people. He was curled up naked, shaking and sobbing uncontrollably.
At this moment, he finally understood the feeling of being weak and helpless his sister was under his constant beatings and bullying.
Illyrio returned to the banquet and picked up the wine glass. He drank the whole glass of wine in one breath, then he sighed in a low voice: "This feels really great. You are right. A real man should do things to other men. I have decided to make Viserys my legal wife, and we will hold a formal wedding in a few days."
"Congratulations! I believe that our King Viserys III Targaryen will be moved to tears after hearing these words." Zuo Si complimented with a playful look on his face.
In his opinion, being the "wife" of the Governor of Pentos was much better than Viserys's original fate of being burned to death by molten gold.
How could I have such bad intentions? No matter how you look at it, this is definitely a "good deed"! After all, saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda.
As for whether Viserys would appreciate it, Zuo Si didn't care at all.
He has long since gotten rid of the "low-level taste" of doing good things and expecting others to thank him, and instead enjoys the process more.
"My friend, the Horselord, Khal Drogo is a great trouble, and I hope you can help me get rid of him quietly.
As soon as he dies, the tribes of the Dothraki steppe will immediately set off a bloody storm.
I can also take this opportunity to gather some tribal warriors to form a powerful cavalry and prepare to conquer all the free trade cities."
Illyrio solemnly told Zuo Si about his plan.
If it were in the past, a powerful horse king could naturally provide a certain amount of protection to Pentos, which lacked military power, and both sides could be said to have gained what they needed.
But now he wants to take the initiative to provoke a war, then the overly powerful Horse King is no longer an ally, but a potential and deadly threat.
After all, the Dothraki are not stupid. They know that only the divided free trade city-states are soft persimmons that they can plunder at will.
"No problem. You can find any excuse to lure him here, and then I will use magic to curse him. When we return, this Khal Drogo will be dead in a few days."
Zuo Si agreed without any hesitation.
He never had a good impression of the primitive nomads of the Dothraki who were keen on looting, killing and destruction. He even felt that these guys were no different from orcs and monsters, and were all a group of absolute scourges.
"Thank you so much.
First you hatched the dragon eggs and gave me the method to control the dragonlets, then you helped me find the true desire that had been hidden in my heart, and next you will eliminate the biggest hidden danger for me. I don’t know how to repay this kindness.
I promise, you will get the reward you deserve one day.
As for Daenerys, she was just a small gift, a symbol of the beginning of our friendship.
Finally, I wish you a wonderful night.”
After saying this, Illyrio raised his glass and smiled a smile that all men understand.
Then he signaled a maid to take Zuo Si to the guest room which was farther away from the banquet venue.
When she arrived at the door of the room, the maid suddenly stopped, bowed respectfully, and said softly: "Dear guest, Princess Daenerys Targaryen is in the room right now. If you have any other requests, please let me know. I will be at the door at any time."
"knew."
Zuo Si didn't pay much attention to the maid specially arranged by Illyrio, and walked straight through the door into the room which could be considered magnificent according to this world.
Daenerys, who was sitting on the bed anxiously, saw a stranger coming in. She immediately stood up in panic, fear and anxiety in her eyes.
She had obviously understood what was waiting for her tonight from her brother's screams of pain, so she was very scared inside.
"Relax, there's no need to be so nervous. I have no interest in you."
Zuo Si comforted him in a very casual tone.
Because the current "Dragon Mother" is only thirteen years old, and has been worried for a long time, her whole body looks malnourished, thin and poor. Apart from a pretty face, there is nothing to attract people's attention.
He simply couldn't understand how the tall and strong Drogo could bring himself to do that.
Could it be that this guy is a lolita complex?
“Not…not interested at all?!”
Daenerys was visibly surprised at first, and then her face quickly turned red.
Just when she opened her mouth several times to say something, she suddenly saw Zuo Si take out some strange things that she had never seen before from somewhere.
Before the girl could react to what the other person was going to do, she was pulled over.
"Bear with it! This might hurt a little."
As he spoke, Zuo Si inserted a silver-gleaming metal needle into the arm vein of the young "Dragon Mother" without any mercy.
Because he had dissected too many human bodies and had extremely high perception attributes, he didn't even need the help of auxiliary props such as rubber tubes. He could draw a tube of blood in just two or three seconds.
"ah!!!!!"
It wasn't until the needle was pulled out that Daenerys finally reacted and let out a scream.
After about a minute, she regained her composure from her panic and asked cautiously, "What...what are you going to do with my blood? Are you going to cast some kind of evil and terrible magic?"
"No, I just want to know what's so special about you, or the Targaryen bloodline, and where your innate affinity with dragons comes from."
As Zuo Si spoke, he began to detect it through various magics.
But unfortunately, due to the lack of a reference for comparison, he ended up isolating only a little bit of the unusual from it.
"Eh - what is this? Some kind of ancient contract? Or is it the remnant of a special magical energy in the human body? Or is it integrating the dragon's blood into the body through unknown means?"
Zuo Si held up the tiny ball of energy in the test tube that was flickering with a faint light and muttered to himself.
The bloodline of the Targaryen family is special, as can be seen from the fact that no one except them can control dragons.
This ancient power originated from Valyria, which was destroyed in the Doomsday.
In order to clarify this, Zuo Si drew two more tubes of blood from the thin arms of "Dragon Mother".
He will continue to study one tube himself, and plan to take the other tube back to have Dr. White, a biology professor, conduct genetic testing using modern scientific methods to see if he can find some breakthroughs.
Poor Daenerys had three tubes of blood drawn from her body in a row. She had not eaten anything at the dinner, so she was hungry and scared and soon fell into a deep sleep. She did not wake up until dawn, only to find that Zuo Si had disappeared from the room.
Seeing her pale face and weak appearance, the maid next to her thought that she was tortured too badly last night, and immediately brought her a bowl of honey water and comforted her softly: "Your Highness, this is a process that every woman must go through. Although it will be a little painful at the beginning, you will soon feel happy."
"Happy? I don't think there's any happiness in that feeling of being stabbed."
Daenerys couldn't help but shudder when she thought of the sharp metal needle last night.
When the maid heard this, her misunderstanding became even deeper.
Especially when she found blood spots accidentally dropped on the ground by Zuo Si during the test, she became more convinced that the last princess of the Targaryen family, like her brother, had experienced the most difficult moment of her life last night.
You know, the latter now needs someone to help her walk, and is forced to wear a beautiful female silk dress...
(End of this chapter)