After ending the long-distance video call with Kui Xi, Danny immediately asked the centaur maid to call the dwarf.
She found that the dwarf's tent was in the corridor outside the hall. He had already taken off his armor and was sleeping in his sleeping bag.
"I didn't enter the hall," the dwarf said embarrassedly.
"You're an extraordinary and a blood magic wizard. Aren't you ashamed to be afraid of the undead?" Danny said disdainfully.
"You're not from the West. Old Nan didn't tell you the story of Kastme and Tabek's undead.
Every time I did something bad, Old Nan said to let Tabek's undead take me away. Think about it, are the people of the North afraid of deviant ghosts and strange creatures? "
Danny was stunned. The dwarf's words seemed to make sense!
She then changed the topic and said seriously, "Tyrion, your chance to realize the value of life has come. The Seven Gods have an important mission for you."
Tyrion yawned and complained impatiently, "Just say it. What do you want me to do? Don't play with these fancy things."
Danny glared at him and said, "The evil gods of the Barbarian Lands are wreaking havoc. I want you to go there and be the chief bishop. At the same time, you'll also be the guardian of the Barbarian Lands.
If necessary, you might even be able to become the prime minister of the Barbarian Lands. With so many positions, you're almost like the emperor of the Barbarian Lands.
As long as you keep your second brother under control and don't stay overnight in King Orden's harem, you can enter the court without any rush, worship without any fame, or have a sword in your hand. "
"What?" Tyrion's sleepy mind was startled away.
Danny first explained the situation of the Barbarian Lands before saying, "When you go to the Barbarian Lands, you don't need to spread the teachings of the Seven Gods. Just use the axe in your hand and your superior fire magic to solve the problems of the Barbarian Lands."
"Why?" Tyrion asked blankly. "Why me?"
"You're Targaryen's super illegitimate son. In the Barbarian Lands, you're like a lord. Those corrupt ministers and fatuous rulers rely on Targaryen to protect their bloodline, identity, and status!
Besides, you're smart enough to have the highest chance of survival in a complicated environment like the Barren Land. "Danny comforted him gently.
"Highest survival rate?" The dwarf's mouth twitched. "Why do you always think of me first every time there's a life-threatening mission?"
"Why are you always unwilling to help me solve my problems?" Danny asked.
"I can't go to the Barren Land. The Lannister Clan has been exterminated, and the Western Region has fallen. What will happen to this place if I leave?" Tyrion shook his head.
"Call Jaime over. He's been resting for half a month and should be fully recovered. He's the Duke of Casterly Rock, the Shield of Lannister Harbor, and the Guardian of the West."
"You? You're just a dispensable acting mayor of Casterly Rock City! "Danny said bluntly.
"Only by going to the Barbarian Land can you realize your dream of ruling the world."
"I'm not trying to compete with Jaime, but the Western Region is my hometown. If I can't even protect my hometown, how can I protect the people of the barbarians?
Damn it, are the barbarians all 16 years old?
I only have feelings for young, sexy, and flirtatious women. The others are no different from pigs and sheep. I don't care how many die. "The dwarf waved his arms and complained loudly.
Danny stared at him for a while before sighing. "You're hopeless. You can't escape from the Seven Hells."
"I'd rather go to the Seven Hells than let myself be wronged." After expressing his determination once again, the dwarf softened his tone and said sincerely, "If you really want to develop the Barbarian Land, you should arrange for true believers of the Seven Gods to go there. For example, my cousin Lancel, or Saint Matthew."
"They're not as smart as you. You have a special destiny — the destiny of a cockroach.
You're just like a cockroach. You can easily adapt to all kinds of dangerous and complicated environments, and can even turn disadvantages into advantages.
For example, you were captured by Caitlin, but seduced her attendant (Bronn was Caitlin's follower at the time) and subdued the Mountain Clan. For example, the situation at King's Landing was so bad, but you defeated Stannis at the Blackwater River. "
"Are you going to praise me?" Tyrion rolled his eyes. "But I really can't do it this time. If it wasn't for the Long Night, if the Western Region wasn't in such a dangerous situation, it wouldn't be a problem to help you go to Barbarian Land. But now, how can I be at ease with the affairs of the Westeros? "
"I'll tell you the truth. Crisis is opportunity. I chose you, not only because you're smart, but also because of a more important reason — don't let the goodies flow into the family! "Danny said meaningfully.
"What kind of goodies?" Tyrion asked curiously.
"The chance to become a god." Danny said mysteriously.
Tyrion smiled cleverly. "You can give this chance to others. I don't want it."
— You want to fool me? No way!
Danny was about to mock him, but suddenly, her expression changed. She waved her hand to drive him away and said, "Don't regret it in the future. Go, go back to sleep."
When the dwarf left while muttering, Danny's figure blurred and instantly disappeared from the tent.
It was the soul of the Black Dragon entering her body. When Danny turned into a stranger, she used the teleportation technique.
The distance wasn't far, only ten kilometers.
She was like a gray shadow, flashing three times in a row and arriving at a coastal castle thirty kilometers away.
"You're really bold, coming to my territory to steal my people. Even Lahlo wouldn't dare to be so reckless."
In the World of Death, the stranger Danny floated 50 meters above the city wall, looking down at the flirtatious woman below.
Well, a woman dressed in an unusually flirtatious and sexy way, with long silver hair and a small oval face.
Her charming heterochromatic eyes were like two stars on her delicate face, shining brightly.
Her curvaceous body was only covered with a pink gauze dress, exuding a kind of extremely seductive charm.
Perfect face, perfect figure, perfect temperament of a flirtatious woman.
Danny only took a glance, and a fire began to rise in her heart, the primitive fire of desire.
Pain and pleasure, dryness and dampness.
That woman was like a star of sex and love. Anyone who was illuminated by her radiance, even if they were blind, would fall into the most primitive human desire.
She was a goddess of lust.
"Hello, Danny Lisi." The goddess of heterochromatic eyes didn't panic because of a guilty conscience. Instead, she was natural and unrestrained, smiling and greeting Danny.
Unexpectedly, her voice was soft and sweet, without a trace of seduction.
"I'm very good, but you'll be very bad soon." Danny narrowed her eyes and said coldly.
"Don't misunderstand, I didn't break the rules." The goddess of heterochromatic eyes showed a doting smile on her autumn moon-like face — the way a senior looked at a junior that made Danny very unhappy.
Then, she raised her right hand, and the red sand slid down, revealing a few lifeless human heads between her white wrist and her budding fingers.
It was like pinching a few carrot-sized soldier toys.
There were men and women. The older ones were in their forties, while the younger ones were only in their teens. Between their eyebrows, there were still some similarities. They should be from the same family or close relatives.
Each soul had a pink thread of faith wrapped around it, tied to the goddess's pale finger.
This meant that they were her believers, or they had borrowed her power.
Danny lowered her head and looked at the castle below.
It was like an isolated ruin on a cliff by the sea. The walls and houses gave off a sense of disrepair.
However, the castle occupied a large area, and the layout of the buildings in the city was grand. Thinking back to the past, this place must have been very glorious.
In fact, the history of Cliff City in Westeros was as old as Lannister and Stark. The castle had been built during the time of the ancestors.
Even many buildings in Winterfell had collapsed due to the erosion of time. The fact that Cliff City was able to maintain its structure until now was a miracle in architecture.
Yes, many castles in Westeros were miracles on Earth. Eight thousand years of history …
Since she recognized where this place was, Danny also guessed the identity of the souls in the goddess' hands.
She even vaguely knew what had happened tonight.
"They have atonement scrolls."
Danny's expression couldn't be seen clearly under the shadow of the hood, but her voice was cold, causing the relaxed smile on the goddess' lips to wither.
The process of her smile disappearing was like the most delicate and beautiful rose withering in front of one's eyes. It made one feel pity and heartache, and one was willing to pay any price to stop this process.
Danny couldn't stand it anymore. Goosebumps crawled up her arms.
The Holy Mother of God's Palm was stirring.
"They are my believers," the goddess emphasized.
"They used to be, but they stopped when they put on the atonement scrolls," Danny said.
After a moment of silence, the goddess' starry eyes flashed. She said, "They are not only my believers, but they have also borrowed my divine power.
In fact, their families have been believers of my religion for hundreds of years. This isn't the first time I've come to Westeros to receive the souls of my believers. "
"They could before, but not now." Danny was just looking for King Kong and Kui Xi to have a meal with the evil gods. Now, there was a "rabbit" bumping into a wooden stake. How could she let it go?
"As everyone knows, Westeros is now my territory, and the rules are set by me.
According to my rules, you only have two paths left. Enter the Great Holy Church and pray to the Goddess for 500 years of atonement, or let me kill you with one slap. "
The goddess on the other side obviously didn't expect the Dragon Queen to be so unreasonable. Her red lips parted slightly, and she was stunned.
"Why are you like this …" the beauty said bitterly.
Danny raised her right palm. There was green wind and blazing fire in her palm. In the next moment, she was going to kill this god's clone with one slap.
The beautiful goddess turned pale. She hurriedly said, "Don't, listen to me. I have permission to enter Westeros."
"Who gave you permission?" Danny stopped and asked curiously.
"Blinden, Three-eyed Crow Blinden. Danny, I'm also a Targaryen. You and I are both descendants of Aegon the Fourth (Mediocre King Aegon). "The goddess showed the same gentle gaze as when they first met.
"Sh * t, you're … Sherri Yangxin?"
Looking at the blue and green eyes, Danny instantly thought of the famous noble illegitimate child.
Aegon the Mediocre King was Robert's "King Template". He had an uncountable number of illegitimate children. However, the children were valued by their mothers. Only those with noble mothers could become noble illegitimate children.
For example, Daimon Black Fire. His mother was Diana Targaryen, the elder sister of Saint Baele.
At that time, there were six illegitimate children who were granted the right to inherit. There were three sons and three daughters. Sherri Yangxin was the youngest among them.
Danny asked curiously, "What's your current state? Are you a clone of the Goddess of Lust, or are you the Goddess of Lust? Or are you reincarnated into the Targaryen royal family as the Goddess of Lust? "
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