Chapter 177
"Dong Dong..." Two muffled sounds, two shining Knights in "silver" armor and gold cloaks, jumped on the brown ground, splashing a choking smoke.
All the Fiends huddled on the edge of the large dirt plaza in the valley, kneeling cowering on the ground.
"Who's the mayor? Priest?" Dany stepped forward and said loudly.
Well, over the past year, her voice has been tempered by loud commanding and countless "great speeches" on the battlefield.
“The old man is the priest of Blackwater Town. I don’t know which family Dragonlord you are from?”
The first old man to speak cautiously got up and approached Dany for five meters without stopping. Footsteps, as if afraid of scaring the visitor, or afraid of the dragon whose two nostrils spew one after another white smoke?
Dany didn't answer his question, but instead asked in standard Valyria: "Are you Valyria remnants?"
"I do have Valyria noble bloodline, but now.... .." Touching oneself's twisted nose and mouth, the old man lowered his head sadly.
"Daenerys Targaryen, I'm a Targaryen," Dany said.
"Targaryen?" Old man blue's eyes flickered with confusion.
“On the eve of the cataclysm, the Targaryen whose family moved away from Valyria, the descendant of Aenar Targaryen.” Dany reminded a little embarrassedly.
Targaryen is the most noble Royal Family in Westeros.
But Valyria doesn't even have the qualifications to be close to the center of power, and the blood is not even as good as most of the Volantis nobles.
Those guys don't have dragons, but they're offshoots of the Fourteen Flames family.
"Sorry, old man is too old..." The grimace old man was also embarrassed.
Backing up a few steps, he instructed a three-handed young man beside him, who quickly ran towards a second layer building across the square.
After awkwardly staring at hundreds of grotesquely shaped deformed people for a while, the young man with an extra arm under his rib came running over with a large pile of yellowed parchment rolls.
The grimacing old man rummaged through the parchment for a while before he suddenly said, "It turned out to be the exile Aenar."
Dany...
"The Ancestors did not exile themselves to escape the courts. Daenys the Dreamer predicted the destruction of Valyria in a dream. Obviously, she was right," she said.
"Yes!" The old priest put away the scroll, sighed then said: "Valyria was destroyed in the cataclysm, and only Targaryen has survived to this day. It's a pity, a pity..."
"What a pity?" Dany asked curiously.
"Unfortunately, you are not the one we are waiting for." The old man said.
“Who are you, who are you waiting for?”
“All the cursed Valyrians in the Lands of Long Summer, waiting for a noble Dragonlord who can break the cage.”
Dany doesn't like to hear this, we're not noble enough?
And do you think there are many dragons on the world?
"Why can't I? What is the cage, I remember that the Lands of Long Summer can enter and exit freely?"
The old man with grimace observed his words and explained: "Lord Dragonlord, not an old man Deliberately insulting you. In fact, as a Dragonlord, you were one of the most respected people in Valyria's time.
But House Targaryen's bloodline is not pure enough, not noble enough. ......Well, I don't know how to explain it, or you should go to Oros to find Lord High Priest.
She must be very happy to see you, and your dragon, and can tell you about the cage The matter."
"Oros still exists?" Barristan asked for the first time.
The grimacing old man looked at the mighty Black Dragon behind him and asked, "Lord Dragonlord, are you also from House Targaryen?"
Before White Cloak could speak, Dany was ambiguous. : "He is the Knight of my family."
"Ai, you Targaryen are really prosperous." The old man said with a complicated expression and explained: "Oros is very close to the first main peak, but luckily preserved Come down.
For hundreds of years, we...you see us.
It's all caused by a curse.
In order to break the curse, High Priest thought of a way to disperse the clansman to different distances outside the city according to the curse degree of the born baby."
Speaking of this, he raised a neck to the one behind him. The two-headed woman beckons with the hand.
"My lord." Dany didn't realize that she was carrying a baby until the woman came out of the crowd.
The old man uncovered the brown animal skin covering the baby, revealing a fat white boy kicking his legs indiscriminately...
Uh, wrong, it's a girl.
The middle one is not a chirp, but a flesh-colored tail.
"The less cursed the person, the closer to Oros in the future." There was a smile on the terrifying ugly face of the old man, "he he he, Xiaona only has a small tail, Can live in the city of Oros, and her child may be free from the curse."
Dany looked thoughtful, and some understood where the rumored devil came from.
They are the most deformed freaks ever driven out of the village.
"What is the status of the Mantarys? They can communicate freely with the outside world, but Oros is very closed."
"Mantarys? I don't know."
Then Dany asked a few more questions about the cataclysm, and Priest hesitated, flipping through the parchments while talking, and most of the time he just said "I don't know".
Dany was a little disappointed to find that the old man was so ignorant. He left ten cans of sugar and two packets of oriental spices, and rode the dragon away in the sound of thanks from the old man.
This straight stone road between Oros and Mantarys is too clear, with Mantarys on the north and Oros on the south, even if blind will not get lost.
Across four or five villages, a dark city in front suddenly appeared on the plain.
The towering topless Heavenspan Pagoda is a crane in a flock of chickens among the stone buildings, it belongs to the Valyria Dragonlord, and the dragon can land directly on the top platform of the black tower.
Like Valyria, Oros has no city wall, black stone towers, warehouses, streets, gardens, squares... unscrupulously spread out to all directions, full of flamboyant vitality and domineering .
At this time, there is still a little bit of domineering, but there is almost not much vitality left.
In cities with a diameter of more than ten kilometers, most of the buildings are only ruins.
The streets are messy, and the corners are full of rocks, feces, and skeletons of unknown animals; the walls of the tall towers are peeling off, mottled and ugly; Rusty and clogged with silt; the lively city garden loses all its color, leaving only a patch of grey-green weeds, occasionally with a few or missing noses and ears, or a goat bleating with a nostril and a head. Eating grass stalks; a few grey-clothed geeks drove the bullock cart past the city hall, and the wheels of the cart crunched and echoed hollowly in the square of more than 50,000 square meters...
This is a ghost town with a deep grave for 400 years!
——Although the deformity of the citizens of the city is very low.
"Say hello to the Oros."
"Sizzle-"
"Sizzle-"
Blade A gritty, ground-glass-like dragon roar resounded in the center of the city, and from time to time small Dragonflame spewed out of his nostrils.
"Dragon?"
"dragon, it's really a dragon!"
"There is a dragon! Here comes the Dragonlord!"
However, the city below is already... uh, can't be considered to be too hot. Compared with the huge Oros, there are too few citizens on the streets, balconies, squares, and rooftops.
Dany wonders if there are 5,000 people here.
"Bang, bang, bang, bang..."
About a quarter of an hour later, the top of Heavenspan Pagoda, 150 meters high in the center, ignited fourteen arms thick The tallow torch, which is an invitation to welcome the Dragonlord.
Dany also saw several black capes standing in the center of the roof deck.
A picture of Fourteen Flames is embroidered with gold thread behind the black silk cloak, and there are dragons soaring on the fire peak.
"Go and meet the High Priest." She greeted and swooped down with the two dragons.
"Crackling..."
Two dragons, one white and one black, flapped their wings, and the strong wind brought the cloaked man's clothes flying.
"Welcome, your two Dragonlords." A clear and melodious female voice came from the cloaked figure in the middle.
This is a young girl.
"Boom, boom!" The iron boots landed with a dull sound.
Dany took off his barrel helmet, revealing a delicate face with silver-gold hair and violet eyes.
—What a Valyria Dragonlord.
All Oros people nearby thought at the same time.
"I am the descendant of Aenar Targaryen, Daenerys." Dany pointed to the tall iron can behind him again, "He is my guardian Knight, Barristan."
"It was Westeros. Princess." The girl lifted oneself's hood, a stunning face that was as good as Dany's, brightening up the gloomy sky.
"I am the City Lord of Oros, and also High Priest, Jaen Belaerys."
Silver hair draped over the shoulders, a dragon shape red crystal hairpin will grow The bangs are fixed at the back of the head, and the full and smooth forehead is directly displayed in front of the person.
This girl doesn't seem to have any flaws.
Dany swept over the girl with admiring eyes, bowed with a smile, and said, "didn't expect Your Excellency Priest to be a Belaerys, disrespectful!"
Barristan was startled by her actions, but hurriedly followed Queen to knight.
Slaver's Bay Queen must also salute Belaerys, because Belaerys is the First Peak Lord, the Valyria True King.
Just like meeting Liu Bei during the Three Kingdoms period, no matter what Cao Cao and Yuan Shao think in their hearts, they have to give him basic courtesy.
"High Priest, did you know that Targaryen unified the Westeros? Did an outsider ever come here?" Dany said curiously.
"Well, we're connected to the Mantarys of the North."
"so that's how it is." Dany sighed and said, "It's been almost 16 years since the Targaryen Dynasty fell, ruled The king of Westeros is someone else."
"I know. But you have dragons, Unsullied, and countless soldiers willing to fight for you. Sooner or later, you will be able to take back your Iron Throne." Jaen laughs on the road.
Dany's heart sank, it seems she guessed wrong, Oros is not a closed city at all.
This is a bit of a hassle.
You don't have to be a Valyria noble with everyone, so you can live in harmony and love each other.
Among those who are now clamoring to kill the 'evil Mother of Dragons', more than 30% have the noble Valyria Dragonlord bloodline, and the other 40% are mixed blood, but their ancestors are the most orthodox Valyria nobles.
The remaining 30% belong to the newly prosperous merchants, lords, and foreign Kings in these 400 years.
Oros, perhaps like Mantarys, like Volantis, has no sympathy for her, the only Dragonlord.
Even hated and hated her as a rule breaker.