Game of Thrones: The Drogon Voice

"It seems that they don't really buy into your position as the former prime minister." The lean warrior teased the scarred man.

"I'm not just the former Prime Minister, I also saved all of their lives. They don't remember my kindness. As the former commander of the garrison, you don't intend to help me? You made a lot of money during your tenure, my Ser Bronn!" Tyrion the Devil emphasized Bronn's title of Sir at the end.

"Don't you know me yet? I spend money when I have it. No matter how much money I have, I can't keep it." Bronn fiddled with the little wooden gadget hanging around his waist. This was a high-end item he bought after being knighted. Nobles all like to wear this.

Tyrion didn't really intend to ask Bronn for money. Getting money out of the pocket of this rough mercenary who only cared about money was harder than getting money from a prostitute for free.

After pouring himself a glass of red wine and taking a sip, Tyrion sat in a chair and began to think about who to ask for money next.

He persisted until the last moment in the Battle of King's Landing, until the reinforcements from his father, Lord Tywin, arrived. For this, he was almost cut in half. Unexpectedly, after waking up, he was thrown into a dark and damp room to recuperate.

Not only did his father fail to recognize his achievements, he also removed him from his position as Prime Minister. In anger, he demanded the inheritance of Casterly Rock. Not only did Tywin refuse to give it to him, he also severely humiliated him as the shame of the Lannister family, claiming that if he could not prove that Tyrion was not his own son, he would have fed him to the wolves long ago.

Tyrion knew from a young age that he was not as tall and handsome as his brother Jaime, nor did he have his superb martial arts skills.

His elder sister Cersei is beautiful and coquettish, and is an important bargaining chip for marriage alliances among major families. As a dwarf, he can only study hard and broaden his horizons, hoping that one day he can show his talents and prove that he is no longer a shame to the Lannister family.

God finally gave him such an opportunity. During his tenure as Prime Minister, he performed his duties conscientiously and kept King's Landing in order. Facing Stannis's crazy siege, he stood on the top of the city wall to personally command and boost morale, and finally fainted due to serious injuries.

Not only did all his efforts not get recognition from his father Tywin, but all his achievements were wiped out and he was treated like a worthless person.

Serving as Prime Minister allowed him to put his life's learning into practice and also gave him a taste of power. Although his father's appointment of him as Chancellor of the Exchequer was intended to make things difficult for him, he did not refuse and wanted to do his best to be the Chancellor of the Exchequer and thereby regain the center of power in King's Landing.

He had not expected that after running around for several days, talking a lot, using the Lannister name and bringing up his status as the former prime minister, he not only did not raise a penny, but also suffered a lot of ridicule.

He was sitting in a chair drinking alone when Varys walked in leisurely with his hands in his sleeves.

"Your Excellency is getting married soon, why are you drinking alone here?"

When Bronn saw Varys come in, he walked out of the room very consciously.

"How can I be considered a lord? I'm just a poor creature begging for alms everywhere!" Tyrion shook his wine glass with a slightly drunk look.

"I wonder how the funds for the king's wedding are being raised?" Varys continued.

"He didn't raise a single penny. If my nephew saw his shabby wedding, he would definitely hate me even more as his uncle!" Tyrion smacked his lips, seeming not to care.

"Highgarden has always been prosperous. I think the Queen of Thorns would not want to see her granddaughter's wedding being too simple." Varys reminded.

"The Queen of Thorns!" Tyrion straightened up, grabbing the wine glass. His green and black pupils turned, wondering how he could have forgotten her.

"Thank you, Lord Varys, for the reminder." Tyrion saw hope in an instant.

"I'm not an adult!" Varys said slowly.

Although Varys has a seat on the Royal Council and is a versatile intelligence chief, he does not have any title.

Tyrion did not continue speaking, but lowered his eyes slightly, thinking about how to persuade the Queen of Thorns, who was shrewd and tough.

"I wonder what your Excellency plans to do with Shae?" Varys got to the point.

Tyrion frowned deeply when he heard Shae. "I think you should be able to get her out of King's Landing. She is in great danger here. If she is found by my father or sister, she will most likely be hanged."

Although Tyrion was very reluctant to let Shae go, he had to send her away for her life.

"What if she doesn't want to go?" Varys continued.

After hearing what Varys said, Tyrion was stunned for a moment and sighed helplessly: "I don't know what to do either."

Varys originally wanted to hear Tyrion's plan, but he didn't expect that he had the same idea as him. However, according to the mysterious man, their methods were not feasible.

Varys also knew that Shae's presence not only put herself in danger, but also implicated Tyrion. Now there was no better solution, so he could only send people to pay more attention to Shae's movements and take her away by force if anything was found.

"My lord, do you remember Daenerys I mentioned some time ago?" Varys asked, changing the subject.

Tyrion didn't know why Varys mentioned the little Targaryen girl who was far away in a foreign country. After thinking for a while, he replied casually: "You seem to say that she hatched three dragons."

"Yes, my little bird just sent back the news that the three dragons spewed out flames, burning to death more than fifty Qarth warriors who invaded their manor, forcing the Qarth royal family and the tyrant to let them leave safely."

"Her dragons can breathe fire? And they burned so many people to death? I remember you said they were born not long ago." Tyrion was surprised and a little suspicious.

"Those three little dragons were indeed born not long ago. I didn't expect them to grow so fast, but that's the fact," Varys affirmed.

Aegon I launched the Conqueror's War with the help of his three dragons, and forged the Iron Throne with dragon flames and thousands of swords. As a result, the Targaryen family ruled the Seven Kingdoms for nearly three hundred years.

Tyrion remembered that the three dragons became so powerful only after they grew up. Although burning more than fifty warriors to death could not be compared with a large-scale battlefield, it takes time for dragons to grow. They were only born for a few days, but they could determine the victory or defeat of a small battle. This was completely beyond Tyrion's imagination.

"Have you told my father about this?" Tyrion asked after a moment's thought.

"I just got the news, and I haven't had time to tell your father yet. What do you think of Daenerys's strength after she has a dragon?"

"Dragons alone will not take the Iron Throne," Tyrion disagreed.

"I also heard that she already has more than 8,000 well-trained Unsullied, and has liberated the slaves in Astapor, one of the three places in Slaver's Bay, and is preparing to march to Yunkai to liberate the slaves there."

"What are the Unsullied?" Although Tyrion had read many books, he knew little about the foreign countries thousands of miles away.

Varys looked down at his lower body and raised an eyebrow: "A poor fellow like me."

"Are they powerful?" Tyrion understood what Varys meant.

"No worse than the King's Landing garrison, and in some ways even better than them," Varys answered honestly.