"Thud thud …" Two dull thuds were heard. Two shining knights in "silver" armor and golden cloaks jumped onto the brown ground, causing a choking cloud of dust to rise.
All the Devils were squeezed at the edge of the dirt square, cowering on the ground.
"Who is the mayor? Priest? "Danny took a step forward and asked in a clear voice.
Hmm, after a year of commanding loudly on the battlefield and countless "great speeches", her voice had been trained.
"I am the priest of Blackwater Town. May I know which family you are from, Dragon King?"
The old man who spoke first carefully got up and did not stop when he was five meters away from Danny. It was as if he was afraid of scaring the visitor, or was he afraid of the two dragons that were spewing white smoke from their nostrils?
Danny did not answer his question. Instead, she asked in standard Valleglia, "Are you the survivors of Valleglia?"
"We do have the blood of Valleglia's nobles, but now …" Touching his twisted nose and mouth, the old man lowered his head sadly.
"Danny Liz Targaryen. I am a Targaryen," Danny said.
"Targaryen?" The old man's blue eyes flashed with a hint of confusion.
"The Targaryen that moved out of Valleglia with his family on the eve of the Great Calamity, the descendant of Inar Targaryen," Danny reminded a little awkwardly.
The Targaryens were powerful in the Westeros and were known as the noblest royal family.
But in Valleglia, they did not even have the qualifications to approach the center of power. Their bloodline was even worse than most of the Volantis nobles.
Although those fellows did not have dragons, they belonged to the side branches of the fourteen fire peak families.
"I'm sorry, I'm too old …" The old man with a ghost face was also embarrassed.
He took a few steps back and gave a few instructions to a young man with three arms beside him. That person quickly ran to a two-story building opposite the square.
After awkwardly looking at the hundreds of strange deformed people for a while, the young man with an extra arm under his ribs ran over with a stack of yellowed goatskin scrolls.
The old man with a ghost face flipped through the goatskin scrolls for a while before he realized, "So it's the exile Inar."
Danny …
"The ancestor didn't exile herself to avoid the trial of the court. Dream Lady Danny predicted the destruction of Valleglia in her dream. Obviously, she was right. "She said.
"That's true!" The old shaman put away the scroll and sighed. "Valleglia was destroyed in the Cataclysm, and only Targaryen has survived to this day. What a pity, what a pity …"
"What's a pity?" Danny asked curiously.
"Unfortunately, you are not the one we are waiting for," the old man said.
"Who are you? Who are you waiting for?"
"All the cursed people of Valleglia in the Land of Long Summer are waiting for a noble Dragon King who can break their cage."
Danny did not like to hear this. She was not noble enough?
And do you think there are many dragons in the world?
"Why can't I? What's a cage? I remember that you can freely enter and exit the Land of Eternal Summer? "
Ghost Face Old Man observed her expression and explained, "Lord Dragon King, this old man did not mean to insult you. In fact, as a Dragon King, even in the era of Valleglia, you are one of the most respected people.
But the bloodline of the Targaryen family is not pure enough, not noble enough … Sigh, I don't know how to explain it. Why don't you go to Orloss and look for the High Priestess?
She will be happy to see you and your dragon. She will also tell you about the cage. "
"Orloss still exists?" Barristan asked for the first time.
Ghost Face Old Man looked at the majestic black dragon behind him and asked, "Lord Dragon King, are you also from the Targaryen family?"
Before White Knight could say anything, Danny said ambiguously, "He is my family's knight."
"Sigh, you Targaryens are really prosperous." The old man sighed with a complicated expression and explained, "Orloss was very close to the First Peak, but he was lucky enough to survive.
In the past few hundred years, we … You have seen how we are.
It was all caused by the curse.
In order to break the curse, the High Priestess thought of a method. Based on the degree of the curse on the newborn babies, the Targaryens would be scattered to different places outside the city. "
At this point, he waved at a woman with two heads behind him.
"Lord." After the woman walked out of the crowd, Danny realized that she was carrying a baby.
The old man removed the brown animal skin covering the baby, revealing a fat white boy who was kicking his legs …
Er, no, it was a girl.
The middle one was not a chirp, but a flesh-colored tail.
"The lesser the degree of the curse, the closer they will be to Orloss in the future." A smile appeared on the old man's horribly ugly face. "Hehehe, little Na only has a small tail, so she can live in Orloss. Her child might be able to break free from the curse."
Danny fell into deep thought. She now understood where the demons came from.
They were the most deformed freaks that were chased out of the villages.
"What is the state of Mataris? They can still communicate freely with the outside world, but Orloss is very isolated. "
"Mataris? I'm not sure. "
Danny then asked a few more questions related to the Great Calamity. The High Priestess stuttered as she flipped through the sheepskin scrolls. Most of the time, she would simply say "I don't know."
Danny was somewhat disappointed to find that this old man's knowledge was so shallow. She left behind ten cans of white sugar and two bags of Eastern spices and left with the old man thanking her profusely.
The straight stone path between Orloss and Mataris was too obvious. Mataris was to the north, while Orloss was to the south. Even a blind person would not get lost.
After passing through four or five villages, a dark city suddenly appeared on the plains.
The towering Sky-Reaching Tower stood out among the other stone buildings. It belonged to Valleglia's Dragon King, and the Megalosaurus could directly land on the top platform of the Sky-Reaching Tower.
Just like Valleglia, Orloss had no city walls. The black stone towers, warehouses, streets, gardens, plazas, and so on were spread out in all directions. It was full of vitality and domineering aura.
There were still some remnants of the domineering aura, but not much vitality.
Most of the buildings in the city, which was more than ten kilometers in diameter, were in ruins.
The streets were in a mess, and the corners were filled with rocks, feces, and bones of unknown animals. The walls of the tall towers were peeling and ugly. The fountains, which had once provided the citizens with cool air during the hot summer days, had dried up. The spouts were rusty, and the pipes were blocked with mud. The lively city gardens had lost all color, leaving only grayish-green weeds. Occasionally, there would be goats with missing noses, ears, or an extra nostril or head chewing on the grass. A few grey-clothed freaks drove an ox cart past the city hall. The wheels of the cart creaked, echoing hollowly in the plaza that was more than fifty thousand square meters wide.
This was a ghost city that had been buried for four hundred years!
Although the citizens in the city had very little abnormalities.
"Greet the people of Orloss."
"Hiss —"
"Hiss —"
A dragon's roar that was as rough as glass rang out from the center of the city. From time to time, small dragon flames would spurt out of its nostrils.
"A dragon?"
"Megalosaurus, it's really a Megalosaurus!"
"A Megalosaurus is here! The Dragon King is here! "
In less than ten minutes, the city below was already … er, it wasn't exactly bustling. Compared to the enormous city of Orloss, there were far too few citizens on the streets, balconies, plazas, and rooftops.
Danny even suspected that there weren't five thousand people here.
"Bam, bam, bam, bam …"
About fifteen minutes later, fourteen tallow torches as thick as an arm lit up at the top of the 150-meter-tall Sky Tower. This was a signal, an invitation to welcome the arrival of the Dragon King.
Danny even saw a few black-cloaked figures standing in the center of the rooftop.
Behind their black silk cloaks, there was a picture of fourteen fiery peaks embroidered with golden thread. A group of dragons was flying above the fiery peaks.
"Let's go and meet that high priest." She called out and brought the two dragons down.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh …"
Two dragons, one white and one black, flapped their wings, creating a strong wind that caused the cloaked figures' clothes to flutter.
"Welcome, Your Majesties Dragon King." A clear and melodious female voice came from the cloaked figure in the middle.
This was a young girl.
"Thump, thump!" Iron boots landed on the ground with a dull thud.
Danny took off her barrel-shaped helmet, revealing a head of silver-blonde hair and an exquisite face with violet eyes.
— She really is a Valleglia Dragon King.
Everyone in Orloss thought at the same time.
"I'm a descendant of Inar Targaryen, Danny Rize." Danny then pointed at the tall iron can behind her. "He's my guardian knight, Barristan."
"So you're a Westeros princess." The girl took off her hood, revealing a beautiful face that wasn't inferior to Danny's. Even the dim sky seemed to brighten up.
"I'm the city lord of Orloss, and also the high priest, Jenny Belleris."
Her silvery hair was draped over her shoulders, and a dragon-shaped red crystal hairpin secured her long bangs behind her head, revealing her full and smooth forehead.
This girl seemed to be flawless.
Danny looked at the girl with admiration, then smiled and bowed. "I didn't expect the high priest to be a Belleris. My apologies!"
Barristan was shocked by her actions, but he quickly followed the queen's knight's salute.
The queen of Slave Bay had to salute Belleris as well, because Belleris was the leader of the first peak, the true royal family of Valleglia.
It was just like meeting Liu Bei during the Three Kingdoms period. No matter what Cao Cao and Yuan Shao thought, they had to give him the basic courtesy.
"High priest, you know that the Targaryens have united the Westeros? Did outsiders come here? "Danny asked curiously.
"Yes, we have contact with Mataris in the North."
"I see." Danny sighed. "The Targaryen Dynasty has been destroyed for almost sixteen years. The ruler of the Westeros is someone else."
"I know. But you have dragons, Unsullied, and countless soldiers willing to fight for you. Sooner or later, you will take back the Iron Throne that belongs to you. "Jenny smiled.
Danny's heart sank. It seemed that she had guessed wrong. Orloss was not a sealed city at all.
This was going to be troublesome.
Not everyone was a noble of Valleglia and could live in harmony with each other.
Of the people who were clamoring to kill the 'Evil Mother Of Dragons', more than thirty percent had the blood of the noble Valleglia Dragon King. The other forty percent were mixed-bloods, but their ancestors were the most orthodox nobles of Valleglia.
The remaining thirty percent belonged to the merchants, lords, and foreign kings who had risen to power in the past four hundred years.
Orloss might be like Mataris and Volantis, but he did not feel close to her, the only Dragon King.
He even hated and hated her, the rule-breaker.
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