Chapter 115 Challenge

soon.

Two Dothraki emissaries were brought into Viserys' tent.

The little king sat on his bed, wearing a fluffy cloak, his long hair was loosely draped behind his back, and his eyes calmly looked at the two messengers who came in.

It can be seen that the interesting thing is that the one walking in front of the two Dothraki people has a dark and arrogant face, while the one walking behind has a humble expression, showing an opposite attitude.

There are actually two completely different attitudes to travel together?

Which one is more able to represent Drogo's will?

"Your Excellency the Governor."

And at this time.

The Dothraki who walked behind was the first to put one hand on his chest and bowed to salut. He used the common etiquette on the Essos continent, and he spoke in the common language of Westeros, and called him Viserys' unique title for the Free Cities here is 'Governor', which seems a bit lame and funny.

But Viserys only raised his eyebrows slightly, still sitting on his bed looking at the two people who came in, then nodded.

"Please sit down."

But before Viserys' words could come out, the Dothraki who was walking in the front walked straight to the side and sat on a cushion beside Viserys' bed.

"presumptuous!"

The guards in the camp were immediately furious when they saw this scene. They were about to scold, but were stopped by Viserys with his eyes.

Then the little king withdrew his gaze and looked at the Dothraki with great interest. The other party's face was arrogant and his eyes were dark. From his appearance alone, he was a person with a cruel temperament.

He had witnessed the arrogance and domineering of the Dosraki with his own eyes more than half a year ago, no, a year ago.

Drogo's father, Balbo Kaor, only brought a few blood ally guards to Pantos's banquet, and went straight to the throne of ivory and gold to frighten Prince Pantos to piss his pants, and then sat on the throne himself. And the governors of Pentos didn't even dare to fart.

Compared to the Balbo Kao at that time, this man's arrogance has been restrained a lot.

At least he didn't dare to break into the tent and ask to sit in his position.

Viserys looked him up and down, then chuckled.

And Khal Drogo's blood alliance guard Koso was also looking at Viserys at the same time. He could see that the elegant teenager in front of him was not very old, and even a bit young.

Perhaps in his tribe only just old enough to qualify as a warrior.

However, although the other party's smile was flat, he didn't know why it made him feel extra awkward, as if he was laughing at him.

But as soon as this thought came to his mind, he felt that the smile on Viserys' face was a mockery.

Anger suddenly appeared on Ke Suo's face, and the young man kept laughing at him without even stopping.

However, Ke Suo wanted to have a seizure several times, but finally thought of the eyes of the lambs who had just surrounded him as if they were going to eat him, and finally did not dare to slap the table and have a seizure.

He adjusted his sitting position awkwardly left and right, grabbed a troublesome flea from his neck, and then directly stated the theme without any unnecessary nonsense, and spoke bluntly in Dothraki.

There are many stressed syllables in Dothraki, which sounds more powerful, but Viserys couldn't understand what the other party was talking about, and then turned to look at the translator.

The Dothraki interpreter heard Koso's words, and the cold sweat fell on his forehead. Not all Dothraki people are reckless, there are bold people who are not afraid of death, and there are also relatively less courageous ones. .

But the main reason he survived was that he did not live in the Dothraki environment since he was a child, but lived in the Golden Company as a slave.

The master he served appears to be an exiled nobleman from Westeros, who was later purchased by another khal to work as a translator.

But now that Ke Suo has opened his mouth, he can only bite the bullet and translate it according to his meaning.

"Lord Governor."

"Khal Drogo demands at least 3,000 slaves and 10,000 gold coins, and if it makes up for his losses, he's willing to leave here."

The translation was a bit lame, and the words were blunt in many places, but Viserys understood him anyway.

"Three thousand slaves? Ten thousand gold coins?"

Although the continent of Essos also collects golden dragons, there are various currencies, and almost every free trade city-state has its own currency.

Including the brilliant coins of Qarth and Volantis, gold marks, etc., in addition to the circle, there are also oblong, triangular, and prismatic.

Although Viserys had been prepared, Drogo's lion opened his mouth in surprise.

"Too much."

Then he shook his head with a self-deprecating smile on his face.

"Looks like Khal Drogo really considers me rich."

"Since this is the case, if we can't talk about it, then push them down and kill them."

The little king looked at the guards on the left and right, and then commanded in a calm tone.

"I can't afford this money."

"The same will not hand over your own people to be slaves."

The guards standing on the left and right sides of the tent heard Viserys' orders and instantly pulled out the daggers from their waists and placed them on the necks of the two Dothraki people.

There is not even a chance to resist, and then the two will be dragged out and slaughtered according to His Majesty's order.

The Dothraki translator was instantly frightened, and he naturally understood what Viserys said. He didn't expect this young governor, who seemed to be smiling, to turn his face when he turned his face, which made people a little caught off guard.

When negotiating with others, they are all asking prices and paying back the money. Everything can be negotiated. However, I never imagined that Viserys had no money and no one for a word, and then he would kill with a knife.

And Drogo's blood alliance guard Koso couldn't understand what Viserys was saying, and before the translator could even speak, he was already being held by the guards left and right with the sword around his neck.

But at this time where there is still a need for translation, Ke Suo instantly understood everything.

The arrogant Dothraki still had no fear at this moment, but turned into madness. A pair of shadowy eyes locked Viserys's mouth and shouted something, and it seemed that he wanted to struggle.

And the translator Trembling didn't dare to translate Koso's threat, what Khal Drogo would avenge them and kill all these lambs.

However, the Blood Alliance Guard glared at the translator as he said something, and then said a few words. The translator was stunned for a moment, then reacted and nodded hurriedly, speaking loudly to Viserys.

"Lord Governor."

"Lord Koso challenges you with the traditions of the Dothraki. If, if, Lord Koso can win, I hope you can let us go."