Khal Drogo and his bloodriders led a large group of men along the broad road.

Accompanied by the sound of horse hooves, everyone finally came to Fang Yan and Daenerys.

Dany was a little nervous.

She knew very well that Fang Yan wanted to get something for nothing and take Khal Drogo's 40,000 strong soldiers without paying anything.

And Khal Drogo's attitude is also very strange.

He did not feel dissatisfied with Fang Yan because of this, but instead maintained a serious attitude.

Fang Yan stood up and walked to the front of the hall. He explained to Daenerys in the Common Language: "Whenever the Dothraki are defeated in battle, they cut off their braids to show their disgrace."

"In this way, the whole world will know their shame."

Khal Drogo's braids were black as the midnight sky, Dany noticed, and seemed smeared with scented oil. They were heavy and fastened with tiny metal bells that jingled as he moved.

His hair was longer than his waist and hips, with the ends brushing his thighs.

Pretty weird outfit.

"Look at the length of Khal Drogo's braids and you'll know he's never lost a battle."

Fang Yan praised him generously, "He is a warrior worthy of respect. In my opinion, he may be one of the strongest warriors under the extraordinary realm."

At this point, Fang Yan showed a wicked smile on his lips, "In fact, I have always wanted to see a duel between Khal Drogo and Gregor in their prime, to see who can be the winner of absolute violence."

Gregor is a knight of Castle Clegane and head of House Clegane. He currently serves House Lannister and is renowned for his massive stature and unrivalled ferocity.

Unless the Dothraki were extremely bored, they would not bother to learn the Common Tongue.

But the Horse King is not an ordinary person.

In the original story, the [Beggar King] Viserys Targaryen once relied on his cleverness to curse and insult the Dothraki people in person in the Common Language.

He satisfied his inner need for superiority by expressing his contempt for everyone around him, but he never expected that the Horse King could understand what he said.

At this point, Khal Drogo's knowledge of the Common Speech is many times better than it was at the same time in the books, mainly because...

And Fang Yan is known as the [Dragonborn Sword Master].

The two people had never met each other before, but they admired each other because of their bravery.

In order to express his importance, Khal Drogo specially strengthened the learning of the common language.

Khal Drogo arrived in front of the palace and dismounted from his horse.

As he spoke, a sincere smile appeared on his face. "Ser Gregor the Mountain, I heard he is very tall and strong, nearly eight feet tall, with broad shoulders and arms as thick as small tree trunks."

"He murdered the wife of Prince Rhaegar, the man who gave him the title. He is dishonorable, but his power is unquestionable."

"Comparing me with him, it seems that your Excellency acknowledges my bravery."

Eight feet in the world of Westeros is approximately equivalent to about 2.37 meters.

The highest honor for a Dothraki man is to be recognized as a brave and strong warrior.

Especially the recognition from a renowned being like [Dragonborn Swordmaster] Fang Yan...

If it were someone of a lower status, or even a khal from a small tribe, they would probably immediately tie three extra bells on their braids or get a tattoo on their body to commemorate this "glory of being recognized by the Sword Master" in their life.

Fang Yan nodded slightly.

Seeing this, the Horse King was very happy. He threw a fresh human head pickled in lime to Fang Yan and said loudly: "I brought Ogo Khal's head, herdsmen, cattle, sheep and warriors as a gift. I hope you like it."

The so-called Heraka refers to the White Lion.

Fang Yan snapped his fingers.

Bang! In the grand hall of the palace, an elegant and majestic white lion suddenly appeared.

It came to the soft carpet, its white fur gleaming softly in the candlelight, as if it were a carefully carved jade, exuding an inviolable holy aura.

There was a deep and bright light flashing in the white lion's eyes, and its majesty was not diminished even in this magnificent palace belonging to humans.

However, Fang Yan just waved his hand, and the white lion came to the side of the horse king Khal Drogo with majestic steps like a tamed dog, with all four legs raised and belly exposed to show submission.

The blood guards who had originally drawn their scimitars as if they were facing a formidable enemy now had expressions of disbelief on their faces, and began to discuss with emotion.

"Heraka, the untamable one, the cold-blooded one among the lion kings, actually surrendered to humans!"

"This is a supreme honor..."

"How did the Dragonborn Swordmaster tame Heraca?"

"Idiot! Don't forget, he is the inheritor of the true dragon's blood!"

It was only at this time that people realized belatedly that Fang Yan was a dragonborn with the name Targaryen.

It's just that his personal abilities are so outstanding that people always subconsciously ignore his noble birth and dragon bloodline.

Fang Yan, who was famous for his personal martial arts and earned the name of Sword Saint, was essentially a [last prince] of the Targaryen Dynasty! Khal Drogo stroked the white lion Helaka for a while, then stood up contentedly.

The undefeated khal looked Fang Yan in the eye and said in the unfluent Common Language: "When Aegon the Conqueror crossed the sea, Westeros was divided into seven countries."

"——The Kingdom of the North, the Kingdom of Casterly Rock, the Kingdom of the Reach, the Kingdom of the Dale, the Kingdom of Stormwind, the Kingdom of the River Isles, and the Kingdom of Dorne."

"I heard that the people of your seven kingdoms are eager to become the master of the Iron Throne."

"In order to get what they want, they can even kill their brothers, parents, and children."

"Dragonborn Swordmaster, you have a brother who died young. His name is Viserys... Is that his name?"

He recognized Fang Yan's strength and courage, so he said so much, but...

It seemed like he shouldn't trust Fang Yan.

In the ruddy light of the brazier, Khal Drogo's skin was dark as bronze, the lines of old scars visible across his broad chest.

His long jet-black hair was loose, cascading over his shoulders and down his back to his waist.

"Rumor has it that Viserys was killed by you." Khal Drogo's mouth was hidden under his long beard. He pursed his lips and looked serious. "Is it true that you killed your blood relatives?"

This was the first time he met Fang Yan, but he had heard many rumors about him.

He hoped that Fang Yan would be a strong and honorable warrior, rather than a villain who was scheming and vying for power.

Daenerys got excited and immediately stepped forward to speak for Fang Yan, saying, "Viserys fell into the water and died!"

"I saw it with my own eyes. His death had nothing to do with Brother Fang Yan!"

What a lie.

(End of this chapter)