Game of Thrones: The Strongest Dragon Mother

Chapter 458 Mustang Django

Master Tob's performance surprised Tyrion and the others. Before, this guy looked like a heroic martyr who died a martyr. After only an hour, he wandered around the prison downstairs, and he became a pug when he came back?

The Dragon Queen purposely placed the blacksmith's chair beside her, and said in a soft voice, "Master, the night is coming. In order to save the world, my methods are a little fierce and a little rough. I hope you can understand."

The master blacksmith nodded repeatedly, and said, "Understood, fully understood. I am willing to contribute to the great cause of resisting the aliens, and I am willing to tell you all the spells for recasting Wagang weapons."

"No hurry," Dani waved her hand and asked with a gentle smile, "Master, does Master know about Ge Duohe, who is five hundred miles east of Pentos?"

"I know, I know, my ancestral home is Qohor, and I have only settled in King's Landing in recent decades. 'Pentos-Novos-Qohor' is the Valyrian road, and I often walk it." Tob Mott road.

"Gedoho has two Valyrian sphinx statues, are they all made of steel?" Dany asked again.

A look of amazement gradually appeared on Tobu's slender face, and he sighed: "I understand what you mean. The statue is indeed made of full-tile steel. In fact, we Kohor people have also thought about it before. But the statue is too big. It is too big to be smelted in a steelmaking furnace."

"Can't we fix a bigger furnace?" Tyrion asked curiously.

After a few words, Tuobu gradually recovered from the fear of the devil's tail, his expression and demeanor revealed a bit of a master's demeanor, and he said in a deep voice: "It is not an ordinary steelmaking furnace. Magic spells are needed to recast tile steel. Blood sacrifice."

"Is the legend true?" Aemon murmured in shock.

"What legend?" asked Tob.

"There was a scholar in the Academy who pretended to go to Kehor to explore the secrets of Wagang, and left a record after returning: the blacksmith of Kehor sacrificed slaves on a large scale and forged steel through blood magic." Aemon said.

"Hmph, bachelor." Tob snorted coldly, not hiding the disdain on his face.

"That's right, a blood sacrifice is needed, because we don't have enough magic power." He confessed to the Dragon Queen.

Tyrion's eyes flashed, and he said coldly: "How many people did you kill when you helped my father recast the Stark family's ice?"

Tuobu noticed that the smiling face of the Dragon Queen had been replaced by an unapproachable highland flower, and he felt a sudden shock in his heart, and said in a low voice, "There are less than a hundred people."

"Not enough, a hundred people?" Tyrion grinned and said, "It seems that we have a chance to reconnect with father and son in the seventh hell."

"Master, I don't think your figure is as big as the blacksmith's." Dany said.

Tuobu looked at his arm like a bamboo pole, and sighed: "If the master blacksmith is 60 years old and still needs to lift the hammer to forge iron himself, then he must not accept apprentices."

"That is to say, if I learn your spell, I can also become a master blacksmith?" Dany laughed.

Tuobu smiled bitterly and said, "Your Majesty, you can look down on me, but please respect the profession of blacksmithing. Smelting is a profound knowledge, and the spell of recasting tile steel is just one of the brightest jewels in the crown!"

Dany was taken aback.

After a while, she said solemnly: "You are right, I am too arrogant."

Hearing this, Tuobu glanced at the Dragon Queen in surprise, and saw that she looked serious, and she was not talking ironically. He couldn't help but feel a little bit of resentment towards the Dragon Queen in his heart, which turned into a good impression.

He reminded aloud: "Your Majesty, if you need to recast the Wagang weapon, you can let me do it.

The spell doesn't do much for you, but it's the backscale of the Qohor Blacksmiths' Guild.

If they know I told you the spell, of course I shall die, you"

Speaking of this, he looked around, seemed to feel that there were too many eyes looking around, raised his eyebrows, moved his chair a little closer to the Dragon Queen, and lowered his voice extremely low:

"Your Majesty, the blacksmith's guild and the Black Goat Sect are two sides of the same body. The Black Goat Priest is proficient in the art of blood curses.

I'm not sure how strong the great Black Goat God is, but how domineering the Red God Church is, you should know something about it, right?

Exactly one year ago, priests of the Red God regained their powers as your dragons brought magic back to the world.

The believers of Kohor Lahloh were unwilling to be oppressed, and led by dozens of priests of the Red God, they stormed the Temple of the Black Goat, trying to burn the statue of the God of the Black Goat, and the result was "

Tobmot stopped here, looking sideways at the group of people whose heads were almost in front of him, with a blank expression.

Uh, when he was whispering to the Dragon Queen, Tyrion, Connington, old Aemon and others leaned over unconsciously.

"It's okay, I'm not afraid of black goats." Dani waved her hand and said confidently.

"I'm afraid!" Tob wailed.

Dany gave Hattar a look.

Hattar received the signal, snapped his knuckles, and gave Toub a ferocious smile.

The master blacksmith shivered and said sadly: "There are more than 20 priests of the Red God who can control flames, thousands of hands of the Holy Fire (armed by the Church of the Red God), and thousands of followers of the Red God.

He couldn't get close to the Black Goat Temple at all, so he was slaughtered.

Now everyone has seen that Kohor continued to live the same life as before, and R'hllor and the Church of the Red God did not retaliate, so the matter was left alone.It can be seen how terrifying the black goat is. "

"I also know about this, and to be fair, I really don't blame the Black Goat Church for being cruel.

In the past two years, the followers of the Red God have developed savagely, their demands have become more and more excessive, and their actions have become more and more domineering.

The Black Goat belonged to the pagan sect of Qohor, not even the Valyrians forbade it.

It happened that an outsider actually planned to destroy the local church of the local people and preach the only Red God. Clinton frowned.

"Well, I also heard about the turmoil in Slaver's Bay." Dany nodded.

Why does Dani keep supporting the Church of the Seven Gods?

In other words, why must religion be developed?

Because people in this world need faith.

As long as people experience suffering, they will have expectations, looking forward to the passing of suffering and the coming of salvation.

To look forward is to step on the steps of faith.

If she doesn't promote her religion, another religious force will immediately fill the void.

The Red God is the largest, most domineering, and most difficult to control the church.

R'hllor, the Lord of Light, is true, he is a true god with strength and will.

On the contrary, the seven gods are just seven pieces of wood, and the seven spirits represented by the teachings of the seven gods are more like a philosophical thinking about what a person is and what a person should be.

It is people who really make the Church of the Seven Gods powerful, and it is a certain generation of wise and powerful archbishops, not gods who are above humans.

The Church of the Seven Gods can be controlled.

Dany's mouth curved into a smile that made the blacksmith's hair stand on end.

She asked, "Do you think the black goat really exists?"

"What are you going to do?" the blacksmith trembled.

"I heard that the Black Goat Church's enthusiasm for blood sacrifice even surpassed that of the priests of the Red God?" The smile on Dani's lips widened.

"It's true," Butomot swallowed, and said, "The black goat is a dark god, and it needs living creatures to worship every day.

On ordinary days, priests would sacrifice calves, steers, and horses; on holy festivals, condemned criminals and slaves who did not please their masters would have their throats cut by priests.

If necessary, the nobles in the city will sacrifice their children to the black goat to show comfort, hoping that it can protect the city. "

"Hahaha, good, good, good!" Dany laughed out loud and said three good times in a row.

"What?" Tyrion wondered.

"My son is growing up, and he lacks food."

"What?" Tyrion's eyes widened, not daring to answer: "God eater? Are you crazy?"

Dany waved her hand and said loudly: "Master Tobu, tell me the spell to melt the tile steel. I want to smelt the Sphinx statue, and I want to choose one thousand wolf warriors from the hundred thousand army, dragon warrior. "

If dragon warriors can wear tile-steel armor and hold tile-steel swords, even without the help of a giant dragon, they can kill the demon god Black Goat.

As soon as the Dragon Queen had this idea, a dark demigod in Kehor thousands of miles away felt a sense of crisis.

In a dark temple closed on all sides in the center of the city, on the altar, a fluffy statue of a black goat the size of a bison, its red eyes polished by blood spar suddenly began to flash red light.

A moment later, a group of hooded priests in black robes gathered in the corridor outside the hall.

"Squeak—" the gate of the temple opened, and a middle-aged man with silver hair and purple eyes and a dignified appearance walked out.

He was also dressed in black, only with a dark red border sewn on the edge of the black robe.

"My lord Black Goat predicted that a catastrophe would come to Kehor." The majestic middle-aged man said.

"Your Excellency, High Priest, where does the prophesied disaster come from?" asked a black goat priest.

"Mother of Dragons," said the High Priest.

Hearing the name of the Mother of Dragons, the priests were not shocked, but felt a strange sense of relief that it was finally our turn.

"Alas, she first burned hundreds of nobles in Valyria, and then burned a dozen noble trade princes in Lys into gravy, even the strongest city-state Braavos was not spared.

Now, I am not surprised that she is going to attack us.

In fact, I always thought she would ride a dragon and burn down our arsenal.

After all, many accessories of the Dragon Shooting Crossbow were forged by Kohor, she should regard us as her life and death enemies. said an old blue-eyed priest.

"No, the crisis predicted by my lord is related to him. The mother of dragons seems to be hostile to the great black goat god." The high priest said.

"This, why?" The old man was puzzled.

"Maybe, because of slaves? We often sacrifice the blood of slaves to the Lord." Someone speculated.

"No matter what reason she wants to be against my lord, what we have to do is to protect Kehor, and it is best to help the Allies break the slave bay." The high priest said.

"what can we do?"

"Go to the Lorne River Plain, go to the Dothraki Sea, and go to Mawang City to look for Kaa. Regardless of whether their khalasar is big or weak, I need you to persuade them to go south to Slaver's Bay." The high priest said.

"Will they listen?" the old man was unsure.

The high priest explained: "You are not required to set off alone, there will be a caravan carrying a large amount of supplies to accompany you.

In a way, horse people are very trustworthy.When they accept our gift, they must return it.

It's just up to them to decide when to return.It's your job to join the khalasar on khal and remind them to go to Slaver's Bay. "

"The High Priest, the Dragon Queen or Khal Drogo's widow, is a Khaleesi. Will the Centaurs make her their enemy?"

"Khal Jaco, Khal Pono will definitely." The High Priest smiled lowly, "Especially Jaco, he killed her son.

With the temper of the Dragon Queen, can Jaco be spared?

In the first half of the year, when Jaco passed by Cohor, it happened to be the name day of his son 'Mustang' Django.

It was really a little guy as strong as a wild horse, and he tamed an eight-month-old little red horse when he was only two years old.

For this reason, I also gave little Kaa a pair of saddles, a small machete, and a riding whip as presents on his name day.At that point, Jaco had clearly expressed his fear of Daenerys. "

　The 100 tons of tile steel is not what I opened for Danni, it was already there.I suspect that when Daenerys untied the Meering Knot and headed west to Pentos with thousands of horses and horses, the pit left by Martin would pass by Godoho—Dani's team would definitely go along the flat Valerian road. Ya Avenue to go.

　　With thousands of tile-steel swords, he is finally qualified to fight against the aliens.

　　

　

(End of this chapter)