What's more, the actions of Mad King Aerys have long caused outrage, and both civilians and nobles are full of hatred and disgust for him.

It is estimated that only the Dornish people in Westeros will sincerely support his son's restoration."

"But it is undeniable that the Targaryen family is still very useful at certain times. Do you know? I originally planned to give Daenerys to the horse king - Khal Drogo, but now I changed it.

Attention."

Illyrio stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, completely failing to hide the desire that expanded wildly along with his ambition.

He couldn't hold it any longer, and tonight he wanted to press this breathtakingly beautiful girl under him and ravage her to her heart's content.

And acquiring Daenerys can not only satisfy physical desires, but also give the name of the Targaryen family, which will provide some convenience for future attacks and conquest of Westeros.

As for Viserys, just find a place to dispose of it.

Except for the "eight-clawed spider" in King's Landing across the sea, no one cares about the life or death of this fool who calls himself a king.

Zuo Si had obviously expected that Illyrio would not be able to help but attack Daenerys. He immediately completed a mind control spell with extremely obscure movements, and placed it in the ear of the old and fat governor like a devil.

The voice whispered: "Only sissies like to fuck women, and real men should fuck men. Don't you think that Viserys is actually more beautiful and attractive than his sister?"

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Instantly!

A flash of silver light flashed in Illyrio's pupils, and then he began to look up and down at Viserys with a lustful look, and soon revealed a lewd smile.

"Ah! My dear friend, thank you so much.

Without your reminder, I would never have discovered this.

That's right! Viserys is indeed more attractive and makes me feel more excited and excited.

Sorry, I can't bear it anymore and I have to excuse myself for a while.

As for Daenerys...

I will ask the servant to send her to your room later."

After saying this, Illyrio immediately winked at the guard, stood up and walked straight towards the bedroom at the back.

Without saying a word, the two guards immediately stepped forward to clamp Viserys on the left and right, and forcibly dragged him to the bedroom at the back.

"Damn it! Let me go! Do you know what you are doing? I am Viserys III Targaryen! King of the Andals, the Rhoynar and the First Men! The only rightful ruler of the Seven Kingdoms! Wait until I take it back

The throne, I must chop off your heads."

Viserys didn't realize what he was about to face, he just kept roaring and struggling, trying to save some lost face.

But after a while, his hands and feet were tied up with ropes by other servants.

Not long after he was sent to the bedroom, a scream containing humiliation, fear, despair and pain came from inside.

"No!!!!!!!!!!!!"

The guests present were obviously very aware of what was going on. They immediately smiled at each other and continued to enjoy the food, wine, and attentive service of the female slaves provided by the banquet.

Only Daenerys, who was worried about her brother, stood up and wanted to walk over to find out.

But he was stopped by a servant and forcibly taken into another bedroom.

About ten minutes later, when Illyrio walked out of it, he already looked satisfied.

As for Viserys, he had suffered tremendous damage both physically and mentally. He did not dare to come out in front of so many people. He was curled up naked into a ball, shaking and sobbing uncontrollably.

At this moment, he finally realized how weak and helpless his sister felt under his constant beatings and bullying.

Illyrio, who returned to the banquet, directly picked up the wine glass and drank a large glass of wine in one go. Then he sighed in a low voice: "This feeling is really great. You are right, a real man."

You should fuck a man. I have decided to make Viserys my legal wife and hold a formal wedding in a few days."

"Congratulations! I believe that our Majesty Viserys Targaryen III will be moved to tears after hearing these words." Zuo Si complimented with a playful look.

In his opinion, being the "wife" of Governor Pentos in front of him was much better than Viserys's original ending of being burned alive by molten gold.

What bad intentions could I have?

No matter how you look at it, this is definitely a "good deed"!

After all, saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda.

As for whether Viserys would appreciate it, Zuo Si didn't care at all.

He has long since broken away from the "low-level taste" of doing good deeds and expecting others to thank him, and instead enjoys the process more.

"My friend, the Horse King - Khal Drogo is a big trouble. I hope you can help me get rid of him quietly.

As soon as he dies, various tribes in the Dothraki steppe will immediately start a bloody storm.

And I can also take the opportunity to gather some tribal warriors to form a powerful cavalry to prepare for the conquest of all Free Trade Cities."

Illyrio solemnly told Zuo Si his plan.

If it were in the past, a powerful horse king would naturally be able to provide certain protection to Pentos, who lacked military power. It can be said that both sides got what they needed.

But now he wants to take the initiative to provoke a war, so the overly powerful Horse King is no longer an ally, but a potential and fatal threat.

After all, the Dothraki are not stupid, and they know that only the divided Free Trade Cities are soft persimmons that they can let themselves plunder.

"No problem. You can find any reason to trick him here, and then I will use magic to curse him. When we return, this Drogo Khal will die in a few days."

Zuo Si agreed without even hesitating.

He has never had a good impression of the Dothraki primitive nomads who are keen on plundering, killing and destroying. He even thinks that these guys are no different from orcs and monsters, and they are all a group of unmitigated scourges.

"Thank you very much.

First you hatched the dragon egg and gave me a way to control the baby dragon. You also helped me find the true desire that had been hidden in my heart. Next, you would get rid of the biggest hidden danger for me. I simply didn’t know about this kindness.

How to repay.

I promise you will get the reward you deserve one day.

As for Daenerys, she is just a small gift, symbolizing the beginning of our friendship.

Finally, I wish you a wonderful night."

After saying that, Illyrio raised his wine glass and showed a smile that all men understand.

Immediately afterwards, he signaled a maid to take Zuo Si toward the guest room far away from the banquet site.

When she came to the door of the room, the maid suddenly stopped, bowed respectfully, and said softly: "Distinguished guest, Princess Daenerys Targaryen is in the room right now. If you are still

If you have any other requests, please feel free to ask, I will be waiting at the door for you."

"Got it."

Zuo Si didn't pay much attention to the maid specially arranged by Illyrio, and walked straight through the door into what was considered a magnificent room in this world.

Daenerys, who was sitting uneasily by the bed, saw a stranger walking in. She immediately stood up in a panic, with fear and uneasiness in her eyes.

She had obviously understood from her brother's painful scream what was waiting for her tonight, so she was very scared in her heart.

"Relax, there is 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 she has been worried for a long time that her whole body will look like a malnourished, thin and barren appearance. Apart from a beautiful face, there is nothing attractive at all.

He couldn't understand at all how the tall and powerful Drogo could keep his mouth shut.

Could it be that this guy is a lolicon?

"Not at all interested?!"

Daenerys was visibly surprised at first, and then quickly blushed.

Just when she opened her mouth several times to say something, she suddenly saw Zuo Si taking out some strange things from somewhere that she had never seen before.

Before the girl could react to what the other party was going to do, she was pulled over.

"Be patient! This may hurt a little."

As he spoke, Zuo Si inserted a shining silver metal needle into the vein of the young "Dragon Mother"'s arm without mercy.

Because he has dissected too many human bodies and has super high perception attributes, he does not even need to use auxiliary props such as rubber tubes, and it takes only two or three seconds to draw out a tube of blood.

"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 the panic and asked cautiously: "You... what are you going to use my blood for? To cast some kind of evil and terrible magic?"

"No, I just want to know what's so special about you or the Targaryen family's bloodline, and where your innate closeness to dragons comes from."

As Zuo Si spoke, he began to detect it through various magics.

But unfortunately, due to the lack of reference objects for comparison, he finally isolated only a little something unusual.

"Hey - 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 itself through unknown methods?"

Zuo Si raised the tiny energy ball that shone with faint light in the test tube and muttered to himself.

The Targaryen family's bloodline is special, which can be seen from the fact that no one except them can control dragons.
To be continued...