Game of Thrones: The Strongest Dragon Mother

Chapter 651 The Hurtful Truth

The old woman felt sorry for it, Rhaego was blessed and prophesied by her personally.

Well, it was this one-eyed old woman who made the prophecy of Regonai "riding the steed of the world".

Then Rhaego died (in the original book).

She also prophesied that Drogo would be successful, cross the Narrow Sea, and help his son take the Iron Throne.

Drogo died before leaving the army, and died as soon as he left Mawang City.

The one-eyed crone is a forest witch with two knives, and her prophecies depend on guesswork.

"There is nothing to regret, I promise you two oaths." Dany said.

Seeing how calm and calm she was, the old woman couldn't help but wonder, and asked, "Are you really sure?"

"I'm not sure, I came all the way to die?" Dany laughed.

"You can't use any magic, and you can't use your scary witchcraft just by looking at it." The old woman reminded.

"It seems that you know me quite well. That being the case, Targaryen, you know about my reputation, don't you?"

The old woman nodded, frowned and sighed: "Actually, I have been troubled by the prophecy of 'riding the world's horse' all these years.

Mawang City is very large and can accommodate all the horsemen, because it was prepared for this prophecy when the city was first built. "

"One day, all the centaurs will gather in Mawang City, and a khal of khal will be born from many khals. He will lead the centaurs to rule the world, that is, the horses that ride the world."

"I thought he was Rhaego, your boy, and then Django, Jacco's son, but alas!

Now because of the blood plague, almost all the horsemen have returned to Mawang City for refuge, and the prophecy seems to have been half fulfilled.

But I don't know if I should bless you, because my blessings always seem to bring bad luck. "The old woman sighed bitterly.

Assuming you're a little self-aware.

But the old hag probably wasn't all Muggles, and her prophecy

Could it be that a person who does not have the slightest bit of extraordinary power can make prophecies?

Before leaving the one-eyed crone's tent, Dany asked, "Where's the tile-steel statue? The one with the king's head and the dragon's torso."

The old woman was stunned before she realized, and said: "There is a businessman stealing at night, he and his servant were cut off by my servant, but someone still stole the next day, there is nothing I can do on the third and fourth day. Bring it here and bury it under my tent."

"Uh" Dani lowered her head, looking at the solid muddy ground with a strange expression.

"You can dig it if you want, tile-steel weapons are definitely more practical than statues." The old woman said indifferently.

"I thought you would treat it as a treasure." Dany said strangely.

"I've asked all the blacksmiths, and they all have nothing to do with it, otherwise they won't give it to you." The old woman said honestly.

After bidding farewell to the crone, Dany led the centaurs and gave gifts to all the Dosh Kalim one by one.

There are not as many one-eyed old women, but everyone has a share, and everyone is rich.

In just one afternoon, Dani sent out gifts worth at least 800 million golden dragons—not counting "Kalixi's Blessing" and "Kalixi's Tenacity".

Uh, Tsushima people want to be direct, the more rustic, the easier to remember, the more they can understand Khaleesi's ability.

Just like "Lao Ganniang", it is easy to understand and easy to promote.

Tossing until it was almost dusk, the eunuchs of Dosh Kaling began to run around the city, notifying the many khals in the Mawang City: the first female khal among the horsemen, Daenerys Kalishi, will launch a "Khal Tonight, under the Mount of Our Lady, Dosh Kalin will ask the gods for enlightenment.

One more thing, the horse people believe in the horse god, but the horse god is only in charge of the kingdom of the night.

In short, the horse god is just one of the gods, just like Chinese people believe in Yan Luo, but Yan Luo is just one of the gods believed by China.

But well

The gods believed by the horse people are not systematic, and they don't even have serious god names and priesthood. They are equivalent to the seven gods simplified to the extreme.

Well, there are no real gods either.

Just think about Drogo's death.

There are no priests with extraordinary powers in Kalashan.

Well, there are quite a few priests who heal people and divination for Kao, but they are all fake.

But like the believers of the seven gods of Westeros, the centaurs are also very pious. After receiving the news from Dosh Kalin, all the khals rushed to the foot of the Mount of the Virgin with their wives and children, bloodriders, and khalasar bandits.

The north wind is luxuriant, and the withered and yellow grass stalks are swaying.

A full moon like a silver plate hangs in the sky, and a layer of hoarfrost sprinkles on the grassland, which also dims the surrounding stars and makes the night sky extraordinarily lonely.

Fortunately, there are tens of thousands of torches on the ground, like shining stars, making up for the lack of a full moon and few stars.

In the vast Mawang City, countless torches are lit everywhere, and then converge into streams in the various lanes of the market, and the streams converge into a torrential river in the central Avenue of the Gods.

The great river of torches, the vast soup, mixed with people shouting and neighing, all poured into the foot of Notre Dame Mountain.

Doshi Kalin built an altar dedicated to sacrifice and prayer at the foot of the mountain.

However, unlike the Chinese people who climbed up to worship the heavens, the altars of the Centaur people not only did not build high steps, but dug a pit lower than the ground.

About 20 meters in diameter and two meters deep, the priests performed the ceremony at the bottom, and the centaurs gathered around to watch.

The rules of the horse people are very simple: respect is orderly, and the strong are respected, and the number of bells represents strength.

Whoever walks like a string of wind chimes in a gust of wind will occupy the best position.

Dany has more than 70 bells.

She herself had no idea how each bell came from, and it was all calculated by two centaur maids for her.

Because Khaleesi has too many bells, and they are colorful, which looks very fancy.

When she sat in the best position by the altar, some horsemen immediately objected, thinking that the bell on her head was adulterated.

Counting Dany, a total of 27 khals came today. They and their respective bloodriders went down to the pit and sat on high-backed rattan chairs.

The other horsemen are all above the pits, standing or squatting from near to far according to the length of their braids and the number of bells.

Inside the altar, the so-called position C is just that the chair is just placed on the small slope, half a meter higher than the others.

Besides, the other khals only held a torch by the bloodguard, but because her position was facing the entrance of the altar, there were two large pots of burning whale oil beside it, the red light reflected the sky, the smoke was burning, and the burning smell was overwhelming.

She is not afraid of heat, but her fair and tender face is blackened and greasy.

Just like this, it actually aroused the jealousy of many Kayos.

However, the current situation

On a full moon night, in the wilderness, there are 27 chairs surrounded by earthen walls. Each chair sits a bandit leader with a crooked head. Beside the big bandit are three ferocious men holding torches, and Danni sits on the top. There are two blazing whale oil fire pits beside him.

It's a bit like the classic scene of the Devil's Cult night party in the old Hong Kong movies.

And her position seems to belong to the leader of the Demon Cult.

At this time, a group of white-clothed knights should suddenly fly out of the sky, shouting "Death to the devil", and stabbing at her with a sword

No wonder a group of "little devil cubs" coveted her position, it turned out to be the throne of the leader.

"She is very famous, but she has only risen for two or three years, how can there be so many bells?" Mosuo Kao yelled.

The old Kayo is more than 60 years old this year, almost [-] years old. Among the Kayos who have been updated very quickly, he can almost be called Renrui.

But he had been khal for nearly half a century, and the bell was not half as much as Dany, so he began to speak strange things.

Well, if you lose a battle, you only cut off your braids, and the bell will not be removed, so age also has an advantage.

"You said that Khaleesi's bell has water? If it weren't for this place at the foot of the Virgin Mary, ten heads of yours would not be enough for me to chop off." Caralo was furious.

"A khal needs to have the identity of a khal. You can't be like an ordinary centaur, just kill someone and give yourself a bell, right?" Bono, who was on Dani's left, sneered.

For the first time since parting on the banks of the Lazar, Dany saw her arch-enemy.

The braids are longer, there are more bells, and there is a domineering arrogance about life and death on his body. Other than that, there is not much change-a muscular and muscular man in his early 30s and a height of nearly two meters.

Dany only looked at the dead man, glanced at him and the bloodriders beside him, and said nothing.

Well, just talking about it, having a younger brother is enough.

"I haven't seen you for a few years, Bono, you are also ignorant." Ago said with a gloomy face.

"He is a frog in a well, he can only see the small world of grassland." Qiao Ge said dumbly.

"Little bastard, you are courting death!"

Bono's bloodrider fumbled for the scimitar at his waist, but found nothing. He was about to roll up his sleeves and walk forward, but he caught a glimpse of the old woman coming down from the opposite side.

So he couldn't advance or retreat, he just stood there blushing and kept yelling "You little bastard, you wait".

They scolded "little bastard" because in the former Drogo Kalasar, the age and status of several people were far higher than that of Argo, Rakharo, and Jhogo. Woolen cloth!

A cold murderous intent flashed in Bono's eyes, he gritted his teeth and said, "Tell me, why am I a frog in a well?"

Rakharo glanced at Dani, and after receiving the signal from his eyes, he immediately stepped forward three steps, and shouted with the loudest voice: "Kalixi's bell is made of different metals, do you know the reason?"

"She is a woman, and loves beauty," cried a scar-faced Kaa.

"Hahaha" the khals in the pit, the bloodrider, and the centaur on the pit roared with laughter.

Rakalo was not angry either. He waited for them to laugh, and the laughter stopped for a while before he sneered loudly several times, saying:

"A bell of gray iron is worth a Wyvern knight, a bell of bronze or silver is worth a small battle, and a bell of gold is worth a great city like Meereen, New Ghis, or Taolos, Killing the gods is a smoke-black tile-steel bell."

"Estimate, what level do you have? An old guy like Mosuo is barely worth a gray iron bell. Bono, you are the strongest khal on the grassland now, you can add a silver bell, others"

With a wave of his hand, Rakalo rounded up the rest of the people, and said contemptuously: "I'm not targeting anyone, I mean, everyone at the scene is hot chicken in front of Kalisi.

Give a bronze bell just because you are khal, don't disgrace the centaur.

The other bloodriders are barely enough to give our brothers a string of bells that don't distinguish between colors. "

"The little bastard is arrogant!"

"I'm going to break his neck."

"Doshi Kalin, you all heard how this little bastard insulted us? There is no sword under the Holy Mother Mountain, and no blood can be seen. I will slap his head into the shit door!"

How hot-tempered are horse people?

Being ridiculed by Rakalo, the one hundred and four centaurs in the pit roared and cursed, and the centaurs on the pit also turned up into a rage, and the scene almost exploded.

A group of old women stomped their feet and screamed, but they couldn't quell the riot.

(End of this chapter)