Game of Thrones: The Strongest Dragon Mother

Chapter 258 Pickled Vegetable Jar (Please recommend a ticket, ask for a monthly ticket)

"Without the acquiescence of Neptune and the Iron Bank, would you dare to kill people casually and seek revenge everywhere? Without the protection of Braavos's huge navy, even a millionaire hiring a team of mercenaries can wipe out the entire House of Black and White (the Faceless Men are in Braavos headquarters), why have you survived?"

Jaqen remained silent. Although Braavos never promised to protect the House of Black and White, and the Faceless Men never made a clear allegiance to the Braavos government|government, anyone with normal intelligence knows that there must be a relationship between the two. There is a deep relationship.

As the 'Magic Pot Elf' said, Braavosi's assassination ability is indeed strong, but in a frontal battle, ten faceless men may not be able to fight ten experienced and skilled mercenaries.

It is impossible for the Faceless Man not to miss every time, nor is it possible to keep his hands and feet clean every time, so that the family members of the deceased will not have the slightest suspicion.

Most of the people who can be assassinated by the Faceless Men are not ordinary people-ordinary assassins can assassinate ordinary targets, so why spend a lot of money to hire the Faceless Men?

And for revenge, 500 or [-] Jinhui coins are really nothing to the rich and powerful. [-] Jinhui coins can hire at least [-] desperadoes, and can't pile up a black and white house?

The House of Black and White is in Braavos, open for business, but never knocked on.

Dani continued: "With the faceless man's business model, the cost is terribly low, but the income is terribly high. May I ask, why do you need so much gold? Where are the gold now?"

Why can the Iron Bank become the world's first bank in just a few hundred years?

It is said that the gold of other banks in the nine free trade city-states combined is not as much as that of the Iron Bank.

Killing and setting fire to the golden belt, the horse has no night grass and no fat!

Can you make money like this only by relying on maritime trade and lending usury?

Braavos is located in the northwest corner of the continent of Essos, and its geographical location is not very good, at least ten streets away from Volantis.

In terms of maritime trade, Braavos is not even one-third the size of Volantis.

Besides, wouldn't Volantene merchants lend money?

Hehe, the first person who thought of using finance to control other city-state governments was the Braavos banker!

"The rise of the Mother of Dragons threatens the stable and peaceful political situation in the world today. Many people and forces want her dead. There is no need for us to reject this deal," Jia Kun said slowly.

"Well, that's pretty honest." Dany nodded, confirming her previous thoughts.

What is the political situation in the world today?

As the head of the nine free trade city-states, Braavos influences the political situation of other countries through the Iron Bank, and is the big brother of the western world (west of Qarth).

Just like the Americans do not allow a certain country to rise, there is only one position for the boss, and the current boss certainly does not want to abdicate.

To put it bluntly, Braavos, who has always held high the banner of opposing slavery, is actually inseparable from the slave trade!

Of course they didn't get involved in the slave trade directly, but the great voyage trade was supported by slaves, and most of the dividends from the great voyage trade were eaten by the Braavosi.

Where there is buying and selling, there is injury and sin.

"The essence of the Academy City is to spread wisdom. As you can see, in addition to the people of Westeros, people from the Midsummer Islands and Free City can join the Academy City to study.

So, the matter of you stealing into the book cellar is not a big problem in itself, stealing books can't be considered as stealing... Sigh, can it be considered as stealing when it comes to scholars? "

Jia Kun was frantically swiped by "Fuck|Trough" in his heart, but nodded in response repeatedly, "Doctor, you are so right."

"Only one thing, the reason why this old man chooses to seal himself is because he doesn't want to follow the old path of evil demigods in the Far East—accepting sacrifices and sucking the energy and soul of living people—but also to protect the forbidden art from being known by others.

Forbidden techniques are strong but they are strong, but they are also harmful.If you use it indiscriminately, it will not be good for yourself, others, or even the world. "

With a cane in one hand and a long beard lightly stroked with the other hand, the "Magic Pot Elf" looked like a worldly expert who had experienced the vicissitudes of life in the world, and sighed in Jia Kun's expectant eyes: "Young man, go, the forbidden art of death" Do not pass it on."

mmp, after laying the groundwork so much, the last one will not be passed on, are you kidding me, or are you kidding me?

Jia Kun almost fell backward in anger, and said in a muffled voice: "Dr. Hades, if there is any taboo in the forbidden technique, please tell me, and I will definitely abide by it."

"No, I can't teach you, Jaqen, let's go." Dany just shook her head.

Suddenly, Jia Kun had a flash of inspiration, and the incantation recorded on the broken page of the secret record sounded, pointing at the 'Magic Pot Elf' on the spot and shouting: "Mum, son is filial! Faceless people are idiots|pussy."

Dany froze for a moment, and didn't react at first, but when Jaqen repeated it for the second time, she suddenly thought of the spell she had written, and immediately howled and rolled off the bookshelf with her head in her arms.

"Ah, Jaqen, you bastard, don't read it!" She yelled with a contorted face.

"Grandmother, son is filial! Faceless people are idiots."

"Grandmother, son is filial! Faceless people are idiots."

"Grandmother, son is filial! Faceless people are idiots."

Seeing that it really worked, Jia Kun read more cheerfully.Dany also cooperated with him, laughing wildly in her heart, but her body kept rolling on the ground, her head, legs, and torso shuttled back and forth between the bookshelves like phantoms, which made Jaqen terrified.

——What a powerful demigod!

Then he chanted the mantra louder and faster, and his Chinese became more and more standard.

Dani thought, it's not a problem to roll around like this all the time, so the idea came together, she jumped up suddenly, bumped her head into the clay pot on the bookshelf, and shouted loudly: "Old man, I would rather die than surrender!"

"Bang—" Jia Kun didn't have time to react in the blink of an eye, and the clay pot fell off the wooden frame all at once, and he was rushed forward to pick it up when it hit the sliding wooden ladder below with a crisp sound. live.

"Oh, oh, it hurts me too!" Dani lay on the bookshelf, hugging her head and crying, "Jia Kun, you won, and this old man will teach you forbidden techniques."

Originally seeing the clay pot with a hole in his arms, Jia Kun felt ashamed, thinking that the matter was over.Seeing the "Magic Pot Fairy" now, he just cried out in pain, and even gave in, his chest was instantly filled with ecstasy.

"Oh, doctor, look at what's going on here." He held the clay pot like a baby, never wanting to let it leave his side.

"Boy, you are ruthless enough. If you promise me one request, I will teach you forbidden techniques."

"Dr. Hades, tell me." Jaqen said happily.

"It is not allowed to practice and use forbidden techniques in Westeros. I am not afraid to tell you that practicing forbidden techniques is easy to cause problems, ranging from attracting the eyes of Death, to being followed or even possessed by him at all times.

He is the god of death, and being watched by him will sooner or later bring bad luck to your relatives and friends. "

Jia Kun listened to the earnest teachings of the 'Magic Pot Elf', but became more and more delighted: Being noticed by the god of death?Isn't that what we faceless people want?As for bad luck, the Faceless Ones have no family or friends, and only bring bad luck to their enemies.

"I swear, I will never practice forbidden arts in Westeros." He said immediately.

"Okay, I'll teach you." Panting, the 'Magic Pot Elf' expounded the theory of yin and yang ectoplasm very quickly.

In addition to Bu Chengjiao's, based on the "practice experience" she read on the Internet (a certain novel) in her previous life, she came up with a set of "theoretical summaries of forbidden techniques" that made people's scalp tingle.

"Doctor, speak slowly, I don't understand very well." Jia Kun said awkwardly.

"Oh, stupid! Simply put, my magic power is almost exhausted." The elf suddenly screamed in panic.

"what?"

"The clay pot is broken, and the energy is leaking. I'm running out of time, and I'm about to fall into a deep sleep. If you have any urgent questions, hurry up."

"How long will it be in deep sleep?" Jia Kun asked quickly.

"Not sure, it depends on when the mana is fully replenished. Otherwise, there are so many doctors here, why did you just take advantage of it?

For hundreds of years, other people must have tried to open the magic pot, but unfortunately it is too dark here, there is no moonlight, and the magic power replenishes slowly. "'Magic Pot Elf' shook his head.

"Moonlight? Is it related to replenishing magic power?"

"Put the clay pot under the moon, and chant a mantra to worship it. The recovery speed is determined by the number and piety of the worshipers."

"It's somewhat similar to those cult sacrificial activities," Jia Kun said doubtfully.

"Of course, cultists worship demigods. The old man is also a demigod. The magic power required is essentially the power of faith."

"You also need a blood sacrifice?"

"Don't, don't, the blood sacrifice will aggravate the old man's demon nature, and the old man would rather die than become a demon!" the 'magic pot spirit' said sonorously.

"How soon will you be out again?"

"Maybe half a month, maybe half a year and I won't be able to wake up, after all, the jar has a hole."

Seeing that the Magic Pot Elf was so angry, Jia Kun quickly asked, "What kind of meditation do you practice? Teach it to me first."

"God revamped Valyrian great wizard inheritance! Listen carefully, this is 108 basic characters." After saying this, without even reading out a single character, the 'Magic Pot Elf' suddenly exploded into a ball of golden-red light and disappeared In front of Jia Kun.

Uh, she hid behind the bookshelf and used the "fire control technique" to gather a group of scattered fire elemental star points above the bookshelf where she was originally staying.

This is also the case for the "special effects" in the previous appearance, the Xianxia Shenguang with fire elements gathered.

"The revision of the great wizard's legacy? 108 basic characters," Jia Kun murmured in shock.

Without any hesitation, he immediately lowered his head to look for the broken piece of pottery. After finding it, he didn't bother to look through the books, carefully wrapped the clay pot in his clothes, and quickly left the book cellar.

Out of the Chief Steward's Pavilion, Pate immediately held the clay pot in his hand generously. As he thought, the bachelors and apprentices he met on the road didn't give him a second look until

"Hey, Pete? What are you doing with the jar?" As soon as he left the gate of the academy city, the female knight 'Layla' who was walking towards him saw him.

"Oh, the pot is broken, I'm going to the porcelain shop to ask the master to repair it."

Pate told the truth, he really planned to repair this precious "magic pot" tonight, so that the magic power accumulated by the "elf" would not be lost through the hole.

"It's not just a broken clay pot,"'Leyla' looked down curiously while eating the skewers.

"Oh, this, this is the chamber pot, right?" 'Leyla' took a step back abruptly, covering her nose and shouting.

"Uh, it's not a chamber pot, a pickle jar, maybe it doesn't suit your taste, but I quite like it." 'Pate' said calmly.

"Forget about the taste, as long as you like it." 'Leyla' pulled up 'Pate''s empty left hand, and stuffed a bamboo skewer in his hand into his hand, "It's just that I was overwhelmed by the smell. , I can’t eat any more, so give it to you.”

Although 'Pate' was hurt by the bamboo stick, he smiled and thanked him.

The two chatted for a few more words before parting by the river.

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