Game of Thrones: I am Dothraki, not a barbarian

Chapter 120 Arya's Death List
Arya sat in front of Rahalo, swaying back and forth with the horse's movements. She almost fell off its back.

She was terrified and, in her panic, reached out to grab the saddle, but only managed to grab the slippery horse's back.

The Dothraki never used saddles!
"Ahhh"

She gasped in surprise, the world spinning before her eyes. Just as she was about to fall and break her bones, she suddenly felt a pair of large hands help her regain her balance and then hold her firmly between their arms.

Lahalo couldn't help but laugh at her.

"You can't even ride a horse, how can you be my maid?"

"I"

Arya felt her face burning. In fact, she had been riding horses since she was a child, and her riding skills were even better than Bran's, but she had never tried riding without a saddle.

However, she swallowed her next words. If she couldn't ride, she simply couldn't ride; what was there to explain?
She was furious because she had lost face in front of her enemy and was being dragged around by the collar by him. This reminded her of the cat in King's Landing!
To teach her swordsmanship, Syrio first had her catch cats, and she caught every single cat in King's Landing.

She's a little wolf girl, and she'll become the wolf of the North someday. She's definitely not a cat!

One day, she will learn how the Dothraki ride horses and prove that she is no less capable than anyone else, including her father's killer!
Three horses galloped through the streets of Pentos and reached the port. Sailors, merchants, and dockworkers greeted the commander with their respects.

Lahalo reined in his warhorse and looked around. "Where is the Twilight Valley Star?"

A dockworker pointed south: "Over there, Commander."

The Twilight Star is a medium-sized merchant ship, painted in white and blue, and already somewhat resembles the large, chubby sailing ship of Clark.

In this world, merchant ships are also taxed based on their deck area, and the original design concept of the Clarke sailing ship was actually for tax evasion.

If standardized containers are used, the contents and weight of each item can be accurately measured using a counterweight crane with fixed weights.

Rahalo jumped off his horse and then pulled Arya down from it.

Is that the ship?

“Yes,” she said.

Lahalo waved to the two warriors, who drew their scimitars and rushed onto the ship. The sailors on board were terrified and scattered in all directions.

A short while later, they dragged the sailor named Sam out of the cabin; his left leg was still wrapped in bandages.

“Is it him?” Rahalo asked.

“Yes.” Arya nodded.

“You hit my maid.” Rahalo turned to Sam, who was crying and begging for mercy, and said expressionlessly.

"My lord! I don't know..."

Before Sam could finish speaking, a warrior chopped off his head with a single blow. Blood gushed from the headless corpse, and the head rolled a few times on the deck before hitting the ship's side and remaining motionless, a look of horror still lingering on its face.

Arya was stunned and for a moment forgot to turn her head away; she could even hear her own heart pounding.

She now realizes that killing someone is far more complicated than she imagined.

She had heard that her father had beheaded a Night's Watch deserter, and that it had taken several days of imprisonment and trial. Why was it so quick and decisive in Laharlal's case?

Then, a strange feeling rose in my heart.

One name was missing from her revenge list; her number one enemy had killed her number two enemy.

At this moment, the captain rushed out of the cabin, saw this scene, turned pale, and knelt down with a thud.

Lahalo said coldly, "Your crew member attacked someone from the Commander's Mansion, and she was a little girl."

"Sir, I don't know..."

"unimportant."

Rahalo interrupted him, turning to Arya: "Listen, Nana. You are a member of the Commander's Mansion. If someone bullies you, you must fight back. It's not just your reputation, it's the reputation of the Commander's Mansion."

I don't want to hear rumors circulating that people bullied the Commander-in-Chief's staff and didn't have to take responsibility.

Next time someone dares to hurt you, figure it out yourself. If you can't, go find my personal guard, or just tell me.

He looked up at the warriors again, "Burn the ship!"

Lahalo turned to leave, but heard the captain shout urgently, "Sir! Please wait!"
I have important news for you! Please spare our ship; that Sam was just an ignorant fool, he deserved to die!

Lahalo pondered for a moment, then waved his hand, signaling the warriors to stop. "Speak, what news?"

"Robert Baratheon and Eddard Stark are both dead!" the captain exclaimed urgently.

Arya froze.

Although she knew her father was dead, hearing the news from a stranger still broke her heart.

Rahalo sneered, "What kind of news is this?"

The captain wiped the sweat from his brow: "No, sir, there's more! The Lannisters and the Starks fought, but then they made peace!"

Rahalo raised an eyebrow, signaling him to continue.

"Although there is a truce on the surface, King's Landing is hunting down the Starks," the captain said in a low voice. "Especially Arya Stark, the youngest daughter of the Starks. The Queen Regent has put a bounty of five hundred golden dragons on her capture."

Furthermore, they have placed Sansa Stark, the eldest daughter of the Starks, under house arrest, holding her hostage. Although there is a temporary truce between the North and the West, conflict could erupt again at any moment!

Arya felt a wave of dizziness.

She has a bounty of five hundred golden dragons on her head!

Moreover, Sansa was captured by the Lannisters!

Although she used to bicker with Sansa often, now she only cares about Sansa's safety.

Rahalo nodded. "Your information is worth a ship." He waved his hand. "I'll let you go."

While Arya was still in a daze, Rahalo picked her up again and put her back on the horse.

"Go, go back."

Arya was sandwiched between Rahalo, her heart pounding, but she felt very safe.

Perhaps, as long as her identity remains unrevealed, staying by R'halo's side is the safest option. She doesn't know why her father hates the Targaryens, but R'halo is definitely a powerful ally in the fight against the Lannisters.

After all, Lahalo has an army and dragons!
Joffrey killed her playmate, the butcher apprentice Mikael, and Cersei killed Lady Direwolf. She also drove away her little wolf Nymeria!
Shouldn't they be at the top of the revenge list, while Laharo...?

Can we temporarily remove them from the list?

...

Pentos, the headquarters.

Lahalo went into another tower, which was prepared for Lazar.

As soon as he stepped through the door, a strong aroma of herbs wafted out.

Lazar lay on the bed, his face ashen, his forehead covered in sweat, his right leg wrapped in a cotton bandage covered with a thick layer of herbs, but the pus had stained the bandage yellowish-green, and a faint stench of decay could be smelled from it.

Lazar was injured in the leg during his battle with Renly Baratheon, and the injury worsened.

Now, my entire leg is swollen.

(End of this chapter)