"You've been infected with the Gray Plague, and the Gray Plague is different from the Gray Scale Disease. You can't go to the docks or enter the city. I'll arrange for a paddle boat to tow your boat to the quarantine center.
Yes, I've built a manor fifty kilometers west of the city, specially prepared for the Gray Scale Disease patients. "
"Is there an antidote there?" Yellow Hair asked anxiously.
"The antidote is still in the clinical testing stage. The little devil is testing the antidote, he's worried about the spread of the Gray Scale Disease … We can't wait for the antidote to be perfected.
Are you willing to wait?
I have to remind you that the current antidote can cure the disease, but the side effects are rather severe, diarrhea! "Danny said.
"Diarrhea?" Quentin laughed bitterly. "When have we ever not had diarrhea? The Gray Plague is far more severe than the Gray Scale Disease, the infection rate is faster, and the symptoms are more severe after the outbreak. Vomiting and diarrhea are common. "
"Alright, I'll go get the medicine for you now."
Understanding their choice, Dragon Queen waved towards the sky.
"Hiss —" Blackie roared, its devilish black shadow blocking the thin starlight in the night sky.
Suddenly, a dark red fireball the size of an egg appeared out of thin air, illuminating the black dragon's ferocious teeth and jaws.
The magma-like fireball gradually expanded, illuminating the surrounding space.
While Quentin and the rest were in a daze, the fireball that had expanded to the size of a washbasin fell.
Like a flame fairy, it floated from the sky to the front of Dragon Queen.
"I'll be leaving first!"
She waved her hand and took a step forward. The fireball in front of her suddenly extended, pulling up a level three bright red fire platform.
The queen's jade feet stepped on it, and the fire platform extended another level. With every step she took, the fire platform extended another level diagonally upwards, one step after another …
Dragon Queen was like a cheerful fire fairy, running on the fire ladder that appeared out of thin air, her skirt fluttering, her long silver hair swaying in the red sparks, her figure graceful.
"Hiss —"
The black dragon was flying past the fire ladder, and the Dragon Queen stepped on his back as steadily as if she was stepping on a fixed stone step.
When the black dragon disappeared with the beauty, Quentin retracted her gaze in disappointment, and saw the fire ladder floating on the sea slowly turning into a cloud of golden red mist, disappearing into the night sky.
"It's over, Quentin." The yellow-haired Gareth leaned over and hugged his companion, wailing, "I've let you down. The Queen took away my heart. I think I've also fallen in love with her."
"Sigh. Wake up. Why would a god-like Queen like you?" The bald man, Archibald, said mockingly.
Blondie shrugged and said indifferently, "I love many people, and I don't need all of them to love me. The key was Quentin. Was he happy and worried now?
He should be happy that the Queen was not the monster the Gith people claimed she was.
But the Queen is as beautiful as a deity, as dignified as a deity, and as powerful as a deity in magic. Quentin, on the other hand, is a mere mortal. He's in trouble! "
"I have …" Quentin quietly moved a few steps, feeling the hard kraft paper bag in the gap of her leather boots.
I have an engagement!
But would she marry him as her father wished?
He looked at the sparsely lit city in the southeast with a disappointed expression, feeling a little uncertain.
.....
When the Queen returned to the Great Pyramid, the banquet was not over yet, and everyone was indeed waiting for news from the plague ship.
When they heard that it was the ship used by the Allied spies to transport the stone men, everyone was filled with righteous indignation.
"Your Majesty, we want revenge. The slave owners are heartless," Grey Worm said angrily.
"Your Majesty, immediately launch an expedition to the south. At least teach the Allied fleet of New Gith a lesson," Chola said.
The crowd shouted angrily for a while before the Megalosaurus guard, Cuero, said coldly, "Your Majesty, why don't you let your dragon throw the corpses of the Grey Plague to New Gith, to Queers, to Volantis, and to the Mataris Allied Army. Without spending a single soldier, the Allied Army would be wiped out. "
As soon as he said this, the chaotic garden immediately fell silent. Everyone stared with wide eyes, staring at the centaur youth with fear and excitement.
In just a moment, this handsome centaur seemed to have suddenly turned into a ferocious and terrifying demon from hell.
Even Danny was very surprised by Cuero's viciousness and … his shrewdness.
"Your Majesty, you are the savior of the suffering slaves. The purpose of your war is not to fight for territory, nor to conquer the world.
If the slaves who are waiting for you to save them are all dead, even if you win the war, what's the point? "Yimont reminded solemnly.
"Yes, we are the rebels. The shamelessness and viciousness of the enemy is not an example for us to learn from. Their crimes will eventually become the support of our glorious throne, "the Dragon Queen declared firmly.
Cuero is still not smart enough. Even if he really wants to throw the corpses, he can't say it in front of everyone! He can't even say it, he can't even think about it. At most … he can do it secretly.
No, I can't do it. I am the righteous Knight King. I am the liberator. I am the hope of millions of slaves.
As soon as this dark thought appeared in Danny's mind, she immediately began to self-reflect and brainwash herself …
Suddenly, Danny came to her senses.
She felt a little strange.
Was Liu Bei the same as me back then? He wanted to do bad things in his heart, but his character and reputation restrained his will?
No, I am different from Liu Bei.
I have a dragon. I know magic. I have a solid base. I have countless knights who trust me and are willing to fight for glory for me!
Since I can win this war under the sun, with flowers and cheers above my head, why should I kneel at the edge of hell and turn myself into a ghost?
With this thought, Danny's thoughts became clear.
"I swear that one day, I will put those shameless slave owners on trial. But spreading the plague is a devil's action. We are born as humans. We can't turn into devils just because we want to fight against devils, "she said to her vassals.
.....
"Do you still remember the 'Great Plague of Old Town' that I told you about?"
After the banquet, on the way down from the garden to the palace, Yimont asked in a faint voice.
"The time when the City of Knowledge was almost wiped out?" Danny asked.
"Yes."
Hearing the words' City of Knowledge ', Yimont thought of Danny's criticism of the City of Knowledge's incompetence. Compared to her efficiency in developing the antidote in half a month, the old man's face flashed with a hint of discomfort.
"Count Quinton Hyder didn't have a dragon. He couldn't use it to chase away the rats like you did. He could only order all the ships in the port to be burned, including his huge caravan.
He even closed the city gates and sealed off the old town. He ordered everyone to be killed if they tried to escape. Men, women, old, young, and even babies were no exception. "
The old man asked, "Do you think he did the right thing?"
"Although his methods were a little extreme, the City of Knowledge was incompetent and couldn't develop the antidote. This measure could effectively stop the spread of the plague and indirectly save more people. River Bend and even the Seven Kingdoms had to be safe because of this, "Danny said.
"But after the plague subsided, the survivors started a riot and tore Count Hyder and his son to pieces.
You should know that the count had scholars, the vassals and knights of the Hyder family, and a huge number of city guards.
But things happened in front of those people. It could even be said that those people tacitly approved of the mob's actions.
Because everyone who experienced the plague had hatred and sorrow in their hearts. They needed a channel to vent. Danny, do you understand what I mean? "
Old Yimont looked at the Dragon Queen beside him and warned her earnestly, "As a ruler, you must always remember, don't let your hands be stained with the blood and hatred of your people.
The basis of the ruler of a country is the millions of people.
I advise you not to throw corpses at New Gith, Queers, Volantis, and other cities, not just out of benevolence, nor because of your 'Liberator of the Slaves' title.
I am not pedantic. If killing millions of people could ensure that Targaryen's empire would last forever, I would encourage you to do it even if you didn't.
But it is obvious that you can win the war without using such vicious methods. We all know that the night is coming, and the granaries of Slaver's Bay are full!
You will definitely win. You will definitely surpass our ancestors and be crowned the queen of the world.
The enemy cities now will be your land in the future; the enemy today will be your people in the future.
Don't let your hands be stained with the blood of your people. Not only is there the example of Quinton Hyder, but your father is also a bloody lesson. "
Danny listened until the old scholar finished speaking. Then she said with a strange expression, "I thought you would always advise me to be righteous, kind, and just, and pursue honor like Barristan."
The old man sighed. "Of course I hope that you are like that, but there is a prerequisite. Your actions will not harm your rule … You are not only a knight, but also a queen!
I have lived for more than a hundred years, and have experienced too much glory and suffering. But the destruction of the Targaryen family is still the most painful moment for me.
At that time, I would rather use all the glory of my life to change the situation at Ruby Beach. "
"Actually, you worry too much. I will never become Quinton Hyder."
Danny thought hard so that her next words would not provoke Old Yimont.
"If I were in his position, I would pretend to be dead," she said.
"Pretend to be dead?" Yimont was confused.
There is a great plague in the territory, what is the use of pretending to be dead?
If you do not work hard to provide relief, when the plague spreads, pretending to be dead may become real death.
"There must be people in the Hyder family who died in the plague?"
"Yes."
"I can deny it to the outside world. It is unbearable for a loved one to die. Then, I will arrange for a person of low status but very capable to take care of the plague in my place.
Then, it will be simple. If his measures are beneficial to the epidemic, I will continue to pretend to be dead. If he does something wrong, I will quietly correct him.
When he has killed most of the people and the plague has stabilized, I will come out to reap the benefits.
Let him retire to the front line, and I will lead the people of Old Town to complete the final task of fighting the plague.
In this way, no matter how much the people are angry, they will not vent it on me.
Similarly, I will not be accused of doing nothing in the midst of the plague as a lord. "
Danny's expression was very calm. There was not a hint of smugness or showing off. She spoke in a casual tone and spoke in a flat and straightforward manner.
Old Eamon, on the other hand, widened his eyes in shock. 'I never realized that the Targaryen Queen of this generation is so crafty!'
Then he was worried for nothing.
However, the world is difficult now, and the vassals are becoming more and more cunning. As a queen, she should be more cunning.
Yimont was completely relieved. Thinking of Martell who had suddenly arrived, he asked curiously, "What is Prince Daolord's son doing at Slaver's Bay?"
Danny shook her head and said calmly, "There must be a secret, but there are too many people here. It is not convenient for me to ask.
Actually, Dorne does not have the power to change my plans and thoughts. No matter what they plan, it will not affect me. "
Then, Danny recounted Quentin Martell's experience in detail.
"So, the Blowing Wind Group betrayed you? Mercenaries are fickle. You should not have any expectations. "Old Yimont said with a frown.
"I did not have any expectations for them in the past, and I did not care about the alliance at all. But now … Old Master, don't you think this is a signal?"
"What signal?"
A glint flashed in Danny's eyes. She said faintly, "Mercenaries will always stand on the side of the victor. I am very curious. What trump card does the alliance have to give the Ragged Prince so much confidence?
When news of the discovery of the Stoneman ship in Slaver's Bay spreads, and when news of the cure of the Grayscale Disease spreads …
If the Blowing Wind Group does not give me an explanation, it means that the alliance has other means. When that time comes, I should strike first and disrupt their rhythm! "
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