Game of Thrones: The Strongest Dragon Mother

Chapter 51 Phantom Turtle (Happy New Year 2020)

"Your Highness, are you alright?" Jorah asked with concern.

Entering the Dragon Dream again, there was still a white mist of light, and Dany said angrily, "There is something! Now I can't see anything."

"Looking at what?" Jorah was at a loss.

"What did you see?" Erasson asked eagerly.

Dani looked around and asked doubtfully, "How long has it been?"

"You've been staring at that candle for a quarter of an hour, and I'm afraid—"

Erasson pulled Sir Jorah away, approached Dany and said, "I told him not to worry, he just wanted to wake you up from your trance. Mother of Dragons, tell me quickly, do you see a different scene? ?”

Gathering her mind, Dany roughly understood the situation at this time.

"I saw the starry sky and the Dothraki sea in the white light of the candle, and then I felt a hard punch on my shoulder, and I woke up." She said blankly.

"I didn't use any force, just touched it lightly," Jorah argued.

"That's a punch to her." Erasson glared at him, and said angrily, "The Mother of Dragons is an Extraordinary. Her sight can pass through mountains, seas, and grasslands through glass candles, and she can see things tens of thousands of miles away." It is even possible to travel through time, see the future, penetrate other people's brains, and see other people's thoughts and dreams."

The corner of Dani's mouth twitched slightly, and she deliberately said in a skeptical tone, "Isn't it too exaggerated? I think it's more like an illusion."

"It's true. The ancient Valyrian Empire only had more than 20 dragon king families. How did they rule such a vast world? It all depends on glass candles. Through it, their wizards can exchange information across half the world." Er Larson said seriously.

"If you can see through the future, why did Valyrian dragon kings all become extinct in the cataclysm?" Jorah mocked.

"Who is she?" Arathon pointed at Dany, and asked back: "Why did the Targaryen family sell all their property on the eve of the catastrophe and leave with all their clansmen?"

Dany carefully recalled the fairy tale Viserys told her predecessor, and said: "It is said that the virgin girl Denise is a 'dream walker'. The enlightenment she got in the dream is not to see through the future with glass candles."

"The principles are similar." Erasson waved his hand and sighed: "The glass candle is just a tool. You can eat with a spoon, but without a spoon, you can stuff food into your mouth with your hands."

"What is the glass candle made of? It gives off a strange light," Dany asked.

"It is an entity made of obsidian. If you look carefully, there is no pipe connecting the fuel."

Erasson directly pulled out the twisted glass rod from the stone platform, and shook it left and right, without dripping oil or anything like that.

shit, perpetual motion machine?

The laws of thermodynamics are broken?

A series of question marks flashed across Dani's forehead.

"It should be to extract magic power from the root of the world, right? The dragon is back!" Xaro, who had been silent all this time, said calmly, "I'm not ignorant, glass candles haven't been lit for more than 100 years. That The timing is just after the Targaryen gang of prodigal sons made a 'Dance of the Blood Dragon'. A group of lunatics smashed the cornerstone of their own rule."

Dance of the Dragons, the bloodiest and most brutal civil war in the middle of the Targaryen dynasty.

In order to compete for the succession to the Iron Throne, the Targaryen siblings formed a team to ride dragons and fight each other for more than ten years.

Almost all the Targaryens and their dragons died in the civil war, and within a few years, the dragons were completely extinct.

Dany didn't comment on 'A Dance with the Dragon', asking the wizard, "Can you see the future through a glass candle?"

"No, I'm not talented enough. I can't do anything except let it burn." Erasson said frustratedly.

It is precisely because he has clearly seen the upper limit of his talent that he is not so obsessed with mysterious power.

"Then what magic do you know?" Dany asked again.

"Curse." Erasson said in a cold voice, and the temperature in the air seemed to drop several degrees.

"Know Katie of the Malaravins?" he asked.

"I don't know." Dany shook her head.

"Katie? The wife of Massos, the chief executive of Midtown West?" Jorah looked at the blue-lipped wizard in horror, her vigilance raised to the extreme, "She is now a big laughing stock in Qarth. A few days ago , On the crowded street, she took off all her clothes like crazy. It is said that the softest oriental silk can make her as painful as a knife bite."

"That's right, I put a curse on her." Erasson nodded and admitted, "It's just a small punishment, just take off your clothes and you'll be fine."

"Katie laughed at his wizard robes for being old-fashioned and ugly and not gorgeous enough," Xaro explained to Dany.

"How to avoid being hurt by mysterious power?" Dany asked the main purpose of coming here tonight.

"Mother of Dragons, what price can you pay?" Erasson smiled, smiling like a businessman, "Every step the wizard takes to gain wisdom has paid a huge price."

Xaro winked at Dany, signaling her to deliver the gold and silver as promised.

"Argo," she ordered to the bloodrider.

Ago took off a soft leather bag from his waist, which was as big as a full hot water bag, bulging and heavy, and placed it on the stone platform where the glass candle was placed before with a "boom".

Erasson glanced at the money bag, and after estimating the approximate amount, he showed a satisfied smile, "Blood is the most important medium for casting spells, and demons in the shadows are the strongest means of attack.

Blood, shadows, pay attention to these two points, and you can avoid more than [-]% of witchcraft attacks.

I'm not sure about the most powerful group of wizards, but in general, the methods of mysterious people are not as useful as swords.

A samurai's sword is more direct and effective, and a wizard hiding in the shadows for a long time may not hurt a hair of an ordinary person.

In the final analysis, witchcraft, magic, and sacrificial techniques are all the use of wisdom.There is no essential difference between the blacksmith's forging skills and the weaver's weaving skills, and hurting people is just a heresy. "

"That's it?" Dany was a little dissatisfied.

She paid 200 Jinhui coins as a "consultant", isn't this "expert" too "brick"?

"I heard that R'hllor's priests can give birth to children of shadows, and use their shadows to kill people invisible," she said.

"This..." Erasson looked hesitant, "I have heard of similar blood witchcraft, but it is just such a story in ancient legends. It is said that people without magic skills for hundreds of years can't perform that kind of witchcraft at all. But How do humans survive hundreds of years? Unless—”

"Unless what?" Dany asked quickly.

"It's just a rumor." Erasson said reluctantly, with doubts and fears, "It is said that the ancient wizards can freeze time, and they can live forever by hiding in the Temple of Immortality."

"The legend of the immortal?" Xaro shook his head and sneered, "Even the temple of the immortal has been reduced to the temple of dust, so where are the immortals? Immortal power, and then awe them."

"You doubt the power of the wizard?" Erasson said coldly.

"No, don't get me wrong!" Xaro quickly waved his hands and complimented: "I am here now, and I have brought the most honored guests here, which has proved my awe of the power of wizards, but Immortal Erasson, as You wizard, have you ever seen them?"

Erasson lowered his eyes and murmured, "Only the great wizard Haiya"

"All the people who entered the Temple of Dust never came back. Except Haiya, no one can prove the existence of immortals." Xaro shook his head.

"Apart from the legendary immortals, have any other wizards survived for hundreds of years?" Dany returned to the previous topic.

"No." Erasson's tone was affirmative, "The power of magic has been cut off for more than a century, and it was only recently in Gusu. If there is really someone who still lives forever when the magic power is exhausted, then he must be a god."

Makes sense, but what about Melisandre?

It seems that the guy who collects money to answer questions is a wizard with two swords.

"What are gods?" Dany asked again.

"The gods are not gods, what else can they be?" Erasson was stunned.

Dany rolled her eyes, thoroughly disappointed in him.

Erasson's wisdom is far from being able to answer her doubts about the world.

"Thank you, Your Excellency the Wizard, for your hospitality. It's getting late, so we won't disturb your rest."

Dany said something to the wizard, and then told Jorah to leave.

It's late at night, under the yellow lanterns, the street looks very peaceful and peaceful, except for the sound of "tapping" of horseshoes and "rumbling" of wheels, there is only the vague noise from the distant night market.

Leaving the high-end residential area in the west of the city, towering wooden and stone buildings with closed doors and windows gradually climbed up on both sides of the street. They were close together like lovers, and the space became darker and narrower.

The moon is like a naughty child, following all the way, peeping from the gap of the chimney from time to time to peek at the convoy under the hazy night.

"Hey, what's that?" Suddenly, Rakalo, who was directly in front of him, pulled out his scimitar and pointed to the alley on the left that was soaked in the thick night.

Dani looked up and couldn't help but exclaimed, "Is that a tortoise? A tortoise that glows and flies? Could it be a turtle demon?"

A tortoise the size of a rice cooker was suspended two meters above the ground, emitting an illusory dark blue light all over its body, running through the dark alley like a galloping horse, very conspicuous and strange.

"Don't make a fuss, this is the Phantom Turtle, the wizard's pet. Like the raven, it is used for communication." Xaro got up and glanced at it, then lay back with a calm expression.

Dani stretched her neck long, and waited for the Phantom Turtle to pass through a stone wall as if nothing was there, before she said in disbelief: "Pet? It doesn't have wings, how can it fly? And it can pass through walls."

Xaro shrugged, indifferently said: "A spirit body summoned by witchcraft? I don't quite understand.

Because of the magic tide, the wizards began to restore the legendary power.

It's no surprise that Phantom Turtles have been seen passing messages between the windowless houses on Wizard's Avenue these days.

——The next street is the wizard's avenue, not every wizard can afford to live in a big house like Erasson.

Alas, I grew up listening to the stories of the Phantom Turtle since I was a child, and I never thought that I would see it one day. "

"Should I be so exaggerated?" Dany didn't know what to say.

"How far can the Phantom Turtle run? Can it go to Westeros?" Jorah asked curiously.

As an aborigine in a fantasy world, although he has always been taught by a bachelor who said "no god and no magic", after seeing it with his own eyes, he easily accepted these magical things.

"It can only be sent over a short distance, otherwise why would the wizard raise ravens?"

　Readers and friends who are interested in knowing the general plot of "Game of Thrones" can go to station b and search for "Westeros Past Events". The small stories in it are very useful for understanding the setting. Not long, picture savvy maybe.

　　

　

(End of this chapter)