Chapter 84
Although the slave merchant didn't understand what Whitebeard said, his tone and demeanor clearly did not benefit oneself's business.
"What is that smelly old man talking about?" Kraznys asked the little translator.
After waiting for the little girl to tell him, the fat slave-master stomped his feet angrily, "This old fogey is very bad!"
"Tell that western barbarian, we will Unsullied the The behavior is called 'obedience'. I know Andals Knight is famous, but even though Knight is stronger, faster, and more martial skill than Unsullied, there is one thing that is far less good than my good slave, which is absolute obedience, absolute loyalty.
Ask that bitch again, if her father's soldiers were all loyal like my good slave, would she still be homeless like a stray dog?"
End , he poured a glass of ice wine, let out a sigh of relief, and added: "Of course, you should pay attention to your words, don't make my good guests feel unhappy."
The little girl stammered. He translated his words again, and expressed all the meaning without any offense. Dany felt distressed for her when he heard it: I am too difficult!
Arstan smiled coldly: "If I want to be docile, I might as well sell sheep."
Kraznys smiled with huge white teeth after hearing the translation: "I ordered The sheep will tear his belly to pieces and let his smelly guts run down the brick floor."
Little translation: "Unsullied are not sheep, they have the ferocity and loyalty of dogs. "
"Hound?"
Dany murmured, slowly walking along the queue of slave soldiers while observing.
The girl with the umbrella behind her followed, keeping her in the shadow, but it reminded her that Unsullied had been standing under Sun's blast for a day and a morning, no shade Umbrella...
Dany found that more than half of the Unsullied had the brown skin and almond eyes of Dothraki or Lhazareen, apparently Dothraki Khalasar made an "outstanding" contribution to the slave trade.
The rest are Free Cities whites, Qarth milk men, Summer Isles blacks, and even one or two Jogos Nhais with sallow skin and pointed heads, I don't know who got it from that far.
In addition to foreigners, Ghis with amber skin and red and black upright hair are also trained as Unsullied.
It's really cruel to not let go of the clan!
These Unsullieds all have smooth cheeks and numb eyes.
The heights are different, and the age fluctuates between 14 and 20, but it looks like they are all printed out of molds.
It looks different, but Soul has been forced into a shape, Dany thought.
"Why castrated?" she asked Kraznys through the little slave, "Men are stronger than eunuch, it is known."
"What matters most to Warrior?" Kraznys With a rare solemn look, "Strength? Bulls are strong and powerful, but in the arena they are the ones who die every day.
Just three days ago, a nine-year-old girl was killed in Jothiel's Pit. A bison.
We, the Old Empire of Ghis, use the fact that we dominate the world to tell everyone that discipline is far more important than strength.
Unsullied is the rebirth of the ancient Ghis Legion in step , absolute obedience, absolute loyalty, and no fear."
It makes sense, and countless examples of modern warfare prove one thing: discipline is the most important thing in the military.
Dany thought silently.
“The bravest people fear death and disability too,” Arstan said.
Kraznys hearing this grinned again, "Tell that old fogey, he smells like pee, he needs a rotten stick to stand up, it's more disabled than a disability, it's better to jump into the sea and drown. It's a clean death."
"Really say that, Master?" The little translator was helpless, she didn't know how to change this kind of swearing!
Slave-master stabbed the little black girl forward with a whip and scolded angrily: "Are you a woman or a ewe, can you ask such a stupid question? After scolding the guest, I and I Who does business?"
"Then... master, what should the villain say?"
"Tell them that Unsullied is not a human being, death means nothing to Unsullied, and disability doesn't matter!"
When the little black girl was translating, the slave-master Walked to the square by the next steps, stood in front of a strong and strong slave soldier who looked like Lhazareen, raised the silver whip in his hand, fiercely slapped the opponent's bronze's cheek, and made a bloodstain.
The eunuch soldier just blinked, but stood still, letting the blood flow.
"Are you happy? Do you want me to give you another one, sir?" Kraznys asked the slave soldier, but he looked towards Dany and the others with a smile.
"As long as the master is happy, please continue." Unsullied loudly said.
Seeing that the slave-master raised the whip again, Dany hurriedly walked over, held his arm, and said to the little translator: "Please tell Lord Good Masters, I have understood their courage to bear the pain."
When her words were translated into Valyria, Kraznys snickered, "Tell this ignorant western bitch it's not about courage."
"Good Masters said it wasn't Courage, Your Majesty."
"Let her open her dog eyes and take a good look."
Kraznys steps to the next Warrior, a tall youngster with Lys blue eyes and flaxen hair.
"Give me your sword."
Lys, one-knee kneels, pulled out the dagger from his belt, and handed it to him with the hilt forward respectfully. slave-master .
"Get up." Kraznys commanded.
Unsullied got up immediately.
The slave-master smiled and looked at Dany, and with an attitude of indifference, he slowly slashed the sword through Lys' sturdy torso from bottom to top, leaving a slender red line from his ribs to his abdomen.
Looking like it wasn't enough, he poked the tip of the sword under the pink cock's head again, and started cutting back and forth, blood flowing down the slave's chest like a stream.
"Ah, Seven Hells, what are you doing?" Dany exclaimed.
"Tell the cow, don't make a fuss about nothing." Kraznys listened to the translation and said impatiently: "Men don't need nipples, and eunuchs don't."
There was only a thin layer of skin left between the nipple and the breast, and he slashed it so hard that it rolled onto the brick floor.
A red circle appeared on Unsullied's chest and blood was gushing, but he didn't move until Kraznys handed the sword back with the hilt forward.
"Take it."
"The villain is happy to serve the master." The slave Warrior took the sword and said respectfully.
Kraznys turned to Dany, "See? They don't feel pain. We have a Magic drink called 'Wine of Courage', made of belladonna, Bloodfly larvae, Black Lotus and other secret recipes. It is prepared.
From the day they were castrated, they had to drink it with every meal, day after day, year after year, until the feeling became numb, until the battle became fearless, until they were not afraid of any torture.
Tell the barbarian that any secrets can be safely handed over to Unsullied for safekeeping, and he can also be arranged to guard the conference hall and even the bedroom without any fear of being eavesdropped.
In Yunkai and Meereen, the way to make an eunuch is to remove the dick, but leave the silver stalk. Such a person is sterile, but can erect, that will only cause trouble.
We get rid of the silver stalk too, what Don't leave it alone, Unsullied is the purest animal in the whole world, the bitch Queen can use it with confidence.
Oh, no, maybe she needs their stuff.
But no I'm worried, Astapor is not as good as Yunkai, but there are tall and mighty, skilled bed slaves who can satisfy her, hahaha..."
Is this stuff going to be fed to Big Black, or is it the same? Hey Little Green, or Little White?
Dany was lost in thought.
The little translator swayed and said his words with difficulty.
"Beast!" Whitebeard scolded with a livid face, stamping on his cane.
"The old man scolded you, master." The little slave girl trembled.
"Hahaha!" The slave-master laughed exaggeratedly at Whitebeard, sneering: "I heard that in that savage Sunset Nations, someone solemnly swore to remain chaste, to be sterile, and to live only for duty. , is that so?"
"Yes," the old man nodded said after the question was conveyed by a small translator, "there are many such organizations: Maester of Citadel, Septon and Septa of The Seven, The Silent Sisters of Death's Handmaidens, Kingsguard, Night's Watch..."
slave businessman's voice was low, "People shouldn't live like this, so every day all will be tortured by temptation, vows are useless, in the end most People will succumb to base desires.
Unsullied is different. The way they combine with the sword is impossible to mention on equal terms when others make thousands of oaths. Women or men, You can never tempt them."
"hmph, don't you know that there are countless ways in the world to tempt people besides the instinctive desire of the body?" road.
"Yes, there are countless ways to seduce people, but Unsullied is different. They have nothing but weapons, not even a name for oneself, money, women, power, food, etc., all mean nothing to them ."
"No names? So what do I call them?" Dany moved towards frowned.
"Your Majesty, they don't have a fixed name."
Kraznys stopped in front of a Ghis man with the same amber skin, the same black-red upright hair, Even the hairstyle is the same, if you don't look carefully, the face is also similar.
Dany even thought viciously, did this cruel slave-master train oneself's extra son to be Unsullied in order to make money?
I saw Kraznys waving his whip at a small bronze plaque on the sword beside "Son", "Look, if you want to know his name, look at this plaque.
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Whoops, ask this Westeros bitch if she recognizes Ghiscari hieroglyphs."
"I don't," Dany said sullenly.
After the slave merchant got the answer from the little translator, frowned, turned to Unsullied, and asked: "What's your name?"
"The villain is called Red Flea, Master."
"What was yesterday's name?"
"Black mouse, master."
"What about the day before yesterday?"
"Brown flea, master."
"The day before?"
"The villain can't remember, master. Maybe a blue toad, maybe a blue insect, or a shield?"
" Tell her that their names are like this, insect, rat, toad, earthworm... This will keep reminding the slaves that you are just lowly inserts.
Every evening, all the famous brands They were thrown into an empty wooden bucket and picked up randomly at dawn on the second day.
Hmph, they're worse than lowly mosquitoes!"