Chapter 171 No need to kneel to me

"It's me, are you surprised? Your Highness?"

Looking at Clay sitting high on the throne, Oberon Martell suddenly had an extremely unreal feeling. Before coming, he and Ellaria counted countless possibilities for another throne, but But he didn't expect that it would be the current situation.

"As far as I know, the Manderly family has probably never intermarryed with the Targaryens or Velaryons. If you are really Clay Manderly, how can you control a dragon?"

Oberon stared at Clay with his deep black eyes, hoping to find even a little bit of unnaturalness on his face. However, he was disappointed because Clay's expression with a faint smile did not change at all.

"A reasonable statement, but, Your Highness."

Clay's back left the throne, his body leaned forward slightly, and he said calmly:

"Have you ever considered that there is more than one kind of Dragon King's blood in this world?"

One sentence fell lightly, but exploded in Oberon's ears, the second kind of Dragon King's blood, how could this be possible?

But if Clay Manderly's identity is true, then Oberon really can't think of a second reasonable explanation. The reason why Targaryens marry within the clan is not only to ensure the purity of their own blood, but also to ensure the purity of their own blood. It is also deliberately narrowing the outflow speed of blood vessels.

Although there are always family members who can't control their own affairs and sow seeds everywhere in their own territory, because most of the blood flowing out is illegitimate, the probability of intermarrying with nobles is very low.

But once it is scattered among the people, after several generations and the blood of common people is diluted, the so-called blood of the Dragon King no longer works.

"There will be plenty of time to discuss this topic with you in the future. For now, you only need to know that my next generation of blood can still control dragons. This is enough."

"I believe you should have seen my Galesos on the dock before coming here. I don't want to hear anything about bloodline from your mouth again."

Clay's words were not polite, and he completely put himself in the position of a monarch speaking to his subordinates. This was a necessary blow to Oberon, or to the Martell family.

His joining will inevitably have an impact on the future status of the Martell family, and this is a very serious impact.

It turned out that the Martell family planned to invest in Daenerys Targaryen themselves. Without the help of others, the king's husband didn't know it, but the position of prime minister cannot escape.

In the huge Targaryen group, they are the largest shareholders with the largest investment and the oldest qualifications.

Now, Clay is here. Not only has he directly become the chairman of the board, but he also has the final say in the entire board of directors. More importantly, the Mandalay family behind him has now become the largest family in Westeros except for the seven major families. One of the strongest families.

This is a matter of life.

Because this means that there must be a big difference between what the Martell family wants and what Clay can give. In the future, the Martell family will definitely have a say in the entire imperial meeting, but Never big.

Clay must beat Oberon, and what he wants him to understand is this. To put it bluntly, you join my team, I will help you avenge, and then agree to let you bring money into the group, and give you a prominent position in the future.

This major issue of interest distribution must be explained clearly at the beginning, otherwise you say yours and I say mine, and in the end everyone's understanding is wrong. When it comes time to divide the cake, big problems will arise.

Regarding Clay's rudeness, Oberon seemed very free and easy. He glanced at Daenerys, who was also staring at him, and immediately realized that the two people were now completely tied together and standing on the same line.

Then I won't have any advantage. I'm here to discuss cooperation, not to cause trouble. At this time, there is no point in arguing.

Then, the Prince of Dorne grinned:

"Okay, Clay Mandler, forgive me for not being mentally ready to kneel down to you now. Tsk, tsk, Dragon King Family Mandalay is really uncomfortable, don't you think?"

Oberyn Martell, after a brief surprise, returned to his original character. He did not think that what he said would anger Clay. He was invited by him and was his guest.

Although this young dragon king is too bizarre, his eyes cannot deceive, and his existence is reasonable. With such a strong dragon king, Dorne will have fewer casualties on future battlefields.

When Oberyn Martell stays in Dorne, he doesn't just make little sand snakes with his mistress. For him, women are just spices in life, and only constant new things can bring him excitement.

For example, he once went to the Academy to further his studies and made himself several necklaces made of different materials. But later, he withdrew from the Academy. The fundamental reason was because it could no longer excite the Prince of Dorne. .

But now, in the conflict between the Seven Kingdoms, only Dorne has not been involved in this bloody war for the time being. All the families involved are worried about them and are trying to win over them.

Various letters with rich promises flew like snowflakes into the Water Garden where Prince Doran lived. Even the Lannister family, under the instruction of the shameless Cersei, wrote an explicit and incomprehensible letter for help. .

Prince Doran smiled and accepted all the good intentions or malice from all sides, but Dorne still stood still. He only followed Prince Doran's orders and mobilized a large number of troops to the border, directly threatening the southern castles in the Reach and Stormlands.

This is a very interesting arrangement. Now, the elites from all over the country are in King's Landing, and each family is basically in a state of empty military strength. Dorn's move actually made everyone breathe a sigh of relief.

If the Dornish only send troops in one direction, it will be a clear-cut stand-alone behavior. On the contrary, if they send troops on both sides, it will make people feel that the Dornish do not want the war to ignite within their own territory.

Otherwise, it is better to send troops from both sides and defeat them all with one spoonful. In that case, Renly's army, whose home was stolen, will inevitably come back to help, and Dorne will have to bear the dual wrath of the Reach and the Stormlands. They cannot bear it. of.

Oberon Martell didn't understand the significance of his brother's troop transfer, but he had been paying close attention to the war situation in the Seven Kingdoms. It was at that time that the surprise attack on the Lannister army in the west by the North made him remember Lived the name Clay Mandler.

He summoned his men to review Clay's entire course of action. After the review, these Dornish nobles looked at each other and felt a sense of solemnity in their hearts. The reason was very simple. Putting them in that position, They can't.

It was from that time that Oberon Martell found his new excitement. He hoped that one day, he could personally lead the army to meet Clay Manderly on the battlefield and have a good chat with him. The experience of leading an army.

But he never expected that his wish would actually come true during this alliance event with Targaryen.

Although he still can't accept the fact that Clay is on the throne and he becomes his vassal, he can't wait to let Clay and Daenerys return to Westeros immediately. Clay will raise troops in White Harbor and go south. He led the Dornish army northward.

From the south to the north, they rushed directly into King's Landing, pulled out those foul-smelling golden lions from the Red Keep, and placed them in front of their sister's tomb, so that the little things they raised would bite them alive!

"It's okay, you don't have to kneel to me. If kneeling can represent loyalty, then there won't be so many disputes in the world. Prince Oberon, I invite you to come. You should understand what I mean. Now, you can speak freely. Tell me what you think."

Clay stood up and took Daenerys down from the throne. The two walked to Oberon and his mistress. Clay said:

"Come take a walk with me here. The good Lord has made a pretty nice garden here. There are many good places for chatting. It just so happens that men can talk about men and women can talk about women."

Daenerys understood what Clay meant, so she stepped forward and grabbed Ellaria, who had already stood up. She smiled at Clay and let her pull her away.

Oberon watched the two women leave, whistled, raised his eyebrows high, pointed to the wine glass on the table, and grinned:

"This is good wine. Is there any more in the garden?"

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Clay took Oberon to the top of the pyramid. Don't think that the garden must be built on the ground. As long as you have enough money, the luxury of slave owners' life is beyond anyone's imagination.

"Hey, this place is really exciting. It's a nice place. Mandalay, did you do this?"

Oberon looked at the unobstructed view of Astapor outside the garden, then at the lush garden behind him, clicked his tongue, and said with some sigh:

"What do you think, Your Highness, if I had this money, I would still need to borrow money from the Iron Bank?"

After finding a cool wicker chair and sitting down, Clay glanced at him and smiled lightly.

"That's right. After meeting you for a short time, I also feel that this is not your style. How can a person who killed more than 10,000 Lannister troops on the battlefield care about these things."

"Don't say that, I still care. Who doesn't love beautiful scenery? But, not now."

Oberon Martell sat down opposite Clay, drank a sip of wine for himself, tasted what Clay just said, nodded, and finally decided to bring up the topic, so he asked:

"I can tell you clearly that the Martell family doesn't care who sits on that thorn-covered iron chair. Anyway, the Dornish people are used to our home and can't deal with you northerners."

The northerners here do not refer to Clay, a northerner, but everyone else except Dorne.

This is similar to how Northerners call people south of the Neck Southerners.

"Your Highness, what you said is wrong. If you don't care, why are you here? Just stay in Sunspear and wait for who wins in the end. Why don't you send someone to King's Landing to swear allegiance?"

Clay gave Oberon a strange look and said to himself that you are still here to play with me. Your desire for revenge is so strong that it is probably ranked first in the entire Seven Kingdoms.

"Okay, since you understand, I'll tell you our conditions directly. I like your character, Mandalay."

Oberon smiled on his stubbled face, and then held out four fingers:

"First, Lannister's atrocities must be punished. This is a necessary condition and is non-negotiable."

"Second, the Dornish people can fight for you and your Daenerys, but after victory, there must be a place for us on the Council."

"Third, any descendant of you and Daenerys, no matter who they are, male or female, must marry into my Martell family."

"Fourth, the territory of Dorne, including some castles bordering the Stormlands and the Reach, must be brought under our rule."

Clay patiently listened to Oberon's words and nodded four times in total. Then, finding that Oberon was silent, he asked:

"Finished?"

"It's over. This is my brother's condition. I will be a sounding board."

Oberon shrugged. In Dorne now, Prince Doran's words still have the final say on major matters.

"What about your conditions? Oberyn Martell, it would be wrong of me as a master to let you run away in vain."

Hearing Clay say this, Oberon glanced at him in surprise and said directly without being polite.

"Lannister! My brother's purpose is to make them leave King's Landing completely, and I want them to pay the price for my sister."

"Is the Mountain and Tywin's head enough?"

Clay laughed, but there was a reassuring seriousness in his voice.

"Very good! I hope you keep your promise, Mandalay!"

Oberon punched the table, raised his head, drank the wine in the glass, took a deep breath, and then relaxed back in his chair.

"Now, let's talk about Prince Doran's conditions just now."

Clay threw a bottle of wine to him. This guy drank at the same speed as himself. Drinking from a small cup would definitely be uncomfortable. That's how he was anyway.

"Let me talk about the first point first. In addition to what I promised you just now, the Lannister will be weakened to the greatest extent. But to what extent, it will be said on the battlefield. If they are too weak, I don't mind changing the Western Region. Owner."

"And the second point is, regarding the Imperial Council, I can't promise you the position of Prime Minister for the time being, because I want to use this position to deceive other people. Wouldn't it be bad if all my palaces were filled with Martel?"

"That's right, so what?"

"So, I guess none of you, the Minister of Finance, can do it. The Minister of Justice can give it to you. As for the Minister of Sea Affairs and the Director of Intelligence, you can fight for it yourself."

"Okay, go on."

"Article 3, I agree in principle with this, but I have to tell Daenerys that after all, I can't do this alone. As long as she agrees, it's absolutely fine to give you a child, but you must guarantee The status of this child.”

"Of course, let me tell you, we are not thinking about the dragon's affairs. The Dragon King's affairs will be handled by the Dragon King."

"Very well, let's talk about the last one. I don't have a map of Westeros at hand right now, but it doesn't matter. I mean, of course your territory can be expanded, but from my personal point of view, your expansion should have a limit."

"Our generation is a comrade who cooperates to return to the Iron Throne. It is unlikely that we will meet each other with swords. But this is not the case for your and my descendants. One grew up in King's Landing and the other was born in Sunspear. Who knows who?"

"If my child feels that your power is too great and is a threat to his throne, then I don't want what happened with the Young Dragon King to happen again."

"Besides, everyone knows the terrain of Dorne. You have expanded too much to the north. If we really want to fight... are you sure you can hold it?"

Clay is not talking nonsense. In fact, in his opinion, it is completely reasonable for people to want to get more land after winning. But the problem is that if they get too much land here, it will be a big problem.

The border between Dorne and the Stormlands Reach is full of mountains, and transportation is extremely underdeveloped. They have just expanded a little in the north. When war comes, what will they do with these castles?

Dorne's basic base is in the south of the mountain, and the battlefield is in the north. Just a logistical problem can drag Dorne to death with little resources.

If we just destroy them and rely on the Dorne Mountains to hold on, then the question goes back to, why do we need these castles in the first place?

A few castles cannot change the substantial strength comparison between the two sides, and will also cause a big trouble for themselves in the future. Only a fool who is too greedy will do such a thing.

After thinking for a long time, Oberon raised his head and grinned, showing his white teeth:

"That makes sense."