Chapter 51
"Her Highness the Princess, are you all right?" Jorah asked with concern.
Entering Dragon Dream again, it was still white mist rays of light, Dany said angrily: "Something! Now I can't see anything."
"What?" Jorah is dazed.
"What did you see?" Urrathon asked eagerly.
Dany looked left and right, wondering, "How long has it been?"
"You've been staring at that candle for a quarter of an hour, I'm worried—"
Urrathon pulled Ser Jorah away and approached Dany: "I told him not to worry, he just wanted to wake you up from your meditation. Mother of Dragons, tell me, do you see anything different? The scenery?"
After calming down, Dany roughly understood the situation at this time.
"I saw the starry sky in the white light of the candle, I saw the Dothraki Sea, and then I felt a hard punch in the shoulder and I woke up," she said blankly.
"I didn't push hard, I just touched it lightly," Jorah argued.
"That was a punch to her." Urrathon glared at him, said ill-humoredly: "Mother of Dragons is an extraordinary, her sight can pass through mountains, seas, grasslands through glass candles, see To a place tens of thousands of miles away. It may even travel through time, see the future, penetrate other people's brains, and see other people's thoughts and dreams."
Dany's mouth twitched slightly, deliberately using suspicion "Isn't this too ridiculous? I think it's more like a fantasy."
"It's true, the ancient Valyria empire only had more than twenty Dragonlord families, how did they rule so The vast world? It's all about glass candles, through which their Sorcerers can communicate information across half the world." Urrathon said solemnly.
"If you can see through the future, why is the Valyria Dragonlord all extinct in the cataclysm?" Jorah taunted.
"Who is she?" Urrathon pointed at Dany, and asked back, "Why did House Targaryen sell all his family property on the eve of the cataclysm and leave with all the clansman?"
Dany recalled carefully Consider the fairy tale Viserys told her ex: "It is said that maiden Daenys was a 'Dreamer' who was not inspired by a glass candle to see the future through her dreams."
"The principle is Almost." Urrathon waved his hand and sighed: "A glass candle is just a tool. You can eat with a spoon, but without a spoon, you can put food in your mouth with your hands."
"The glass candle uses What's the fuel? The rays of light it emits are weird." Dany asked.
"It's an entity made of obsidian. If you look closely, there are no pipes connected to the fuel."
Urrathon directly pulled the twisted glass rod out of the stone platform and shook it left and right After shaking, there was no dripping of oil or the like.
shit, perpetual motion?
The laws of thermodynamics are broken?
A series of question marks flashed across Dany's forehead.
"It should be the magic power drawn from the root of the world, right? The dragon is back!" Xaro, who had not spoken for a while, said lightly, "I'm not ignored and inexperienced either, the glass candle has been one of a kind. It hasn't been ignited in more than a hundred years. At that point in time, just after the Targaryen group of prodigals came up with 'Dance of the Dragons'. A group of lunatics smashed the foundation stone of their own rule."
Dance of the Dragons, one of the bloodiest and most brutal civil wars of the mid-Targaryen Dynasty.
The Targaryen siblings fought for more than ten years to fight for the succession of Iron Throne.
Targaryen clansman and their dragons were almost all killed in the civil war, and within a few years, the dragons were completely extinct.
Dany did not comment on 'Dance of the Dragons' and asked Warlock: "Can you see the future through a glass candle?"
"No, I don't have enough innate talent, Can't do anything but let it burn," Urrathon said in dismay.
Because he sees clearly the upper limit of oneself's innate talent, he is not so obsessed with mysterious power.
"Then what else would you do with Magic?" Dany asked again.
"Curse." Urrathon's voice was cold, and the temperature in the air seemed to drop several degrees.
“Do you know Kem from the Mallarawans?” he asked.
"I don't know." Dany shook his head.
"Kem? The wife of Matthos, the chief executive of the Central Western District?" Jorah looked at the blue-lipped Warlock in horror, and his heart was extremely wary, "She is now a big laughing stock in Qarth. Before, 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."
"Yes, I cursed her." Urrathon admitted without cursing, "It's just a small punishment, just take off your clothes and you'll be fine."
"Kem sneered at his Sorcerer for being old-fashioned and ugly, Not flashy enough," Xaro explained to Dany.
“How to avoid being hurt by mysterious power?” Dany asked about the main purpose of being here tonight.
"Mother of Dragons, what price can you pay?" Urrathon smiled, very businessman, "Warlock has paid a huge price for each step of wisdom."
Xaro winked at Dany, motioning her to offer gold and silver as agreed.
"Aggo," she ordered to Bloodrider.
Aggo untied a soft leather pouch from his waist, the size of a full warm water bag, bulging and heavy, and placed it on the stone platform where the glass candle was inserted with a "boom".
Urrathon glanced at the purse, and after estimating the approximate amount, smiled satisfied, "Blood is the most important medium for casting spells, and devil in the shadows is the strongest attack method.
Blood, shadow, pay attention to these two points, you can avoid more than 80% of witchcraft attacks.
I'm not sure about the most powerful batch of Sorcerers, but in general, mysterious person's methods are not as good as Swords are useful.
Warrior's swords are more direct and effective, and Warlock may not necessarily hurt a single hair of an ordinary person when he hides in the shadows for a long time.
In the end, witchcraft, Magic and Priest technique are all the use of wisdom. And Smith's forging skill, there is no essential difference between the weaver's weaving technique, and hurting people is only an unorthodox way."
"That's it?" Dany said dissatisfied.
She paid a "consultant" fee of 200 Gold Honor, so this "expert" is too "brick", right?
"I heard that the Priest of R'hllor can give birth to the son of the shadow, and use the shadow to kill the invisible," she said.
"This...." Urrathon looked hesitant, "I've heard a similar Blood Sorcery, but it's just an ancient legend. It's said that there is no Magic for hundreds of years. Skilled people can't perform that kind of witchcraft at all. But how can humans live for hundreds of years? Unless—"
"Unless what?" Dany asked quickly.
"It's just a rumor..." Urrathon said reluctantly, with suspicion and fear, "It is said that the ancient Warlock frozen time, they hid in the House of the Undying... It can be Eternal and Undying."
"The legend of the Undying Ones?" Xaro shook his head and sneered, "Even the House of the Undying has become the Palace of Dust, where does the Undying Ones exist? The so-called immortal legend is nothing but The Warlocks are nothing more than a deception, to make people think they have immortal power, and then in awe of them."
"You doubt the power of Warlock?" Urrathon coldly said.
"No, don't get me wrong!" Xaro waved his hand quickly and complimented: "I am here now, and I have brought my most honored guests here, which has proved my awe of Warlock's power, but Undying Ones ...Urrathon, you as Warlock, have you seen them?"
Urrathon lowered his eyes and murmured, "Only Grand Warlock Pyat..."
"Everyone who entered the Palace of Dust, never came back. Except for Pyat, no one can prove the existence of the Undying Ones." Xaro shook his head.
"Apart from the legendary Undying Ones, are there any other Sorcerers that have survived for hundreds of years?" Dany returned to the previous topic.
"No." Urrathon affirmed, "Magic's power has been cut off for more than a century, and it has only recently been in Suzhou. If there is someone who is still alive when magic power is exhausted, he must be Spiritual God."
It makes sense, but what about Melisandre?
It seems that the guy who collects money to answer questions is a two-knife Warlock.
“What is Spiritual God?” Dany asked again.
"Spiritual God isn't just Spiritual God, what else could it be?" Urrathon was stunned.
Dany rolled the eyes and was completely disappointed in him.
Urrathon's wisdom was far from answering her doubts about the world.
"Thank you, Your Excellency Warlock, for your hospitality. We won't disturb your rest until it's early."
Dany said something to Warlock, and then called Jorah a few to leave.
It was late at night, and under the yellow horse lanterns, this street looked extraordinarily peaceful and peaceful, except for the 'tapping' of horses' hooves and the 'rumble' of wheels, only the distant night market rumours were left. Coming vaguely noisy.
Leaving the high-end residential area of the Western District, the tall 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 cramped.
The moon is like a mischievous child, following all the way, occasionally peering through the crevices of the chimneys to peek at the motorcade under the hazy night.
"Huh, what is that?" Suddenly, Rakharo, who was up ahead, pulled out his machete and pointed to the alley on the left that was soaked in the rich night.
Dany probed a piece and exclaimed, "Is that... a turtle? A turtle that glows and can fly? Is it a turtle monster?"
One The tortoise the size of a rice cooker was suspended two meters above the ground, with an illusory dark blue light all over its body. It ran through the dark alley as fast as a horse, very conspicuous and strange.
"Don't make a fuss about nothing, this is the Phantom Turtle, the Sorcerer's pet. Like the raven, it's used for communication." Xaro got up and glanced at it before laying back down with a calm expression.
Dany stretched his neck long, and when the Phantom Turtle passed through a stone wall as if nothing, he said incredulously: "Pet? It doesn't have wings, how can it fly? And it can pass through walls."
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Xaro shrugged and said indifferently: "A kind of spirit body from witchcraft summon? I don't really understand.
Because of Magic Power Tide, the Sorcerers began to regain their legendary power.
Most recently, it's no surprise to see Phantom Turtles passing messages between windowless houses on Warlock's Way.
- Warlock's Way is next door, not every Warlock can afford to live in a big single-family house like Urrathon.
Alas, I grew up hearing stories about the Phantom Turtle, and I never thought I'd see it one day."
"Would you like to exaggerate..." Dany didn't know what to say.
"How far can the Phantom Turtle run? Can it go to the Westeros continent?" Jorah said curiously.
As a native of a fantasy world, although he has always been taught by Maester of "no gods or magic", he accepted these Magic things very easily after seeing it with his own eyes.
"You can only send messages at short distances, otherwise what would Warlock do with ravens?"