Chapter 401: Giant King

The extreme ferocity of the giant made the Dothraki people known for their ferociousness eaten up, but the people on the grassland are not fools, and naturally they will not keep head-on with the giants.

The Dothraki adopted a circuitous tactic. They first killed the giant's companions, and then successfully brought down the two big guys through the dexterous tactics of hunting large prey.

They were sturdy tied with iron ropes, and they were put in a cage for elephants.

Visiris's blood ally guard Cargo thought that these two big guys might be useful to Kao, so he kept them.

"Marg Maz Tundor Doll Wig."

Veserys said the name lightly, and a tall, gray-haired adult giant in the iron cage turned his head and glanced at Veserys coldly.

The one who was smashing the cage was a female giant, who looked a little more ‘petite’ than this Marg. She was about twelve feet tall and 3.6 meters tall. She was also an adult giant.

Not long ago, Veserys interrogated the savages who were captured alive. Fortunately, many of the savages were proficient in archaic and lingua franca.

They understood the giant's situation, and then honestly explained all this in order to survive.

The savages do not have a ‘king’, nor do they have nobles and commoners, but all of them call Mag the ‘king of the giant’ or ‘the strong Mag’.

Because he is the strongest warrior among giants, he is fourteen feet tall, which is more than four meters in height, almost reaching the limit of giants.

And this female giant is Marg's ‘queen’, named Edda Marsh Hender Doron Ellie, and the wild people call her ‘gentle Edda’.

But this ‘gentle’ is obviously more ridiculous than reality, and Edda looks more violent than his king’s husband.

The number of giants is extremely rare and many were killed or injured in the battle with humans and ghosts. The wild people don't know if there are other giants.

But when they were hiding in Tibet and wandering in the northeast, they only met their two giants. Perhaps the other giants were all dead.

Realizing that they are likely to be the last two giants in the world, the gaze that Veselis looked at them became unusual, as if he saw a first-level protected animal sitting in the bottom of the beast.

And it's still a male and a female.

Giants are a kind of humanoid creatures. Obviously, they cannot be separated from humans. It's no wonder that even the Dothraki look at the giants with fear, because they are too tall.

Viserys tried to talk to the Giant King with a savage translator, but the other party didn't respond to him, which also made Viserys a little frustrated.

But when the opponent saw that Viselis could ride a dragon, his eyes widened slightly in surprise.

He didn't seem to expect that weak humans could control monsters stronger than him, and Viselis felt very interesting.

"Hey."

"Do you want to make a bet? Big guy."

Gurulu——

Viselis was riding a war horse, and the iron cages with two giants were placed on two carriages and dragged forward with several pack horses.

The dragon hovered in the sky and roared, and the endless Dothraki army marched slowly on the ground, while Viselis followed the carriage and took time to chat with Magdor.

"If I win, I can let you go."

"If you lose, you will'surrender' me."

In the old saying, surrender is not the same as the lingua franca, which is equivalent to the meaning of ‘recognizing the eldest brother’, just like the giant was willing to help the king of Mans Reid outside the Great Wall, and it is not as restrictive as the king and his subjects.

He didn't chat with "Gentle Ada" too much. First, this woman had a bad temper, and second, because the husband was nearby, Viselis still wanted to avoid suspicion.

Although Marg is not as irritable as his wife, she has a problem of seldom talking. She seems to have accepted her fate and usually stays in the cage without struggling too much, but in Viselis's opinion, the other party did not accept her fate. But waiting for a suitable opportunity.

Hearing the old saying translated by the savage, Marg, who has gray and white hair, slowly turned his head. Compared with his huge head, his eyes are not big, but compared with normal people, they are still huge. Eye.

Margot's eyes were gray and black, and he stared at Veselis indifferently, as if he was staring at a fool.

He had never heard of a human being who wanted to compete with him for strength, and he could smash the little guy in front of him into flesh with a single punch.

But this is a good opportunity for him to escape...

Then Marg nodded slowly.

"Kaoh."

On the other side, the blood league guard Cargo, who was following him, was a little shocked when he heard that Veselis wanted to single out with this big guy.

But Kargo didn't have any fear, but offered to express his willingness to fight this big guy instead of Viselis.

According to the rules of the Dothraki people, when Kao encounters a challenge from a fellow tribe, Kao needs to take action. However, there are many exceptions. If some unknown juniors come to challenge Kao, Kao will be very busy.

But Cao encountered a provocation from a foreign enemy, and the Blood Alliance should replace Cao in the fight.

Cargo drew Valyrian Steel's Yarak machete to call for his order, but was stopped by Viselis.

"Os."

The silver-haired young man turned his head and glanced at his loyal blood ally guard.

He wanted to fight the giant because he was sure, and Kargo would really kill him if he went up.

Weselis's learning ability is pretty good, mainly due to the mental power close to 30, and many things can be memorized with a little attention.

Now he has mastered three languages, Westeros Common, Advanced Valyrian, and Dothraki.

When he waits for a few more words with the savage translator, maybe some simple old sayings can also be mastered.

"The blood of my blood."

Hearing Kao's order, Kargo could only lower his head and retract the scimitar back, and stood aside.

And the powerful Magog, the king of the giant, has been released from the cage ~ www.NovelMTL.com ~ heavy steps fell to the ground.

"call--"

The giant exhaled white air from his thick nostrils, and was slightly moving his bones that had been **** for many days.

Although the surrounding Dothraki looked at the giant with a little fear in their eyes, they did waste a lot of energy when they caught the opponent, but when they heard that Cao was going to fight the giant himself, the atmosphere became high. stand up.

"Kaoh!"

"Kailong Kao!"

"Kill this big guy! Chop off his stuff and make soup!"

Dothraki, whose faces were painted with oil and thick fur to resist the cold, pulled out the scimitars from their waists, raised them high, reflecting the light in the sun, and uttered a harsh howl in their mouths. .

Such a one-on-one battle is more able to stimulate the adrenaline of the Dothraki.

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