Chapter 458
Grandmaster Tobho's performance surprised Tyrion and the others. Previously, this guy had the heroic appearance of a martyr. In the past hour, he walked around the black jail downstairs, and when he came back, he was a pug. ?
Dragon Queen deliberately placed Smith's chair beside oneself and said softly: "Master, Long Night nears, in order to save the world, my methods are a bit violent and a bit rough, I hope you can understand. "
Smith Master nodded again and again, saying: "Understand, fully understand. I would like to contribute to the great cause of resisting Others, and I would like to tell you all about the incantation of reforging Valyrian Steel weapons."
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"Don't be in a hurry," Dany waved his hand and asked with a soft smile, "Does Master know about Ghoyan Drohe five hundred miles east of Pentos?"
"Yes, yes, my ancestral home is Qohor, Settled in King's Landing only recently for several decades. 'Pentos-Norvos-Qohor' is the Valyrian road, I often go." Tobho Mott said.
“Ghoyan Drohe has two Valyrian statues of Sphinx, are they all Valyrian Steel?” Dany asked again.
Tobho's slender face gradually showed a look of surprise, and sighed, "I see what you mean. The statue is indeed forged entirely of Valyrian Steel, and in fact we Qohors had the idea for it before. But the statue is too big to be smelted in a steel furnace."
"Wouldn't it be okay to build a bigger furnace?" Tyrion said curiously.
After a few words, Tobho gradually recovered from his fear of Devil's Tail, his expression and bearing showed a bit of Master style, said solemnly: "It is not an ordinary steel furnace, recasting Valyrian Steel requires Magic incantation requires blood sacrifice."
"Is the legend true?" Aemon murmured in shock.
“What legend?” Tobho asked.
“Citadel once had a Maester disguised identity, went to Qohor to explore the secrets of Valyrian Steel, and left a note after returning: Qohor Smith sacrificed slaves on a large scale and forged steel through Blood Magic.” Aemon said.
"hmph, Maester..." Tobho coldly snorted, making no secret of the contempt on his face.
"Yes, we need blood sacrifice, because we don't have enough magic power." He said frankly to Dragon Queen.
Tyrion's eyes flashed, coldly saying, "How many people did you kill while helping my father recast House Stark's Ice?"
Tobho noticed that the Dragon Queen was smiling like a flower It has been replaced by the unapproachable flower of high ridge, and he felt a sudden shock in his heart, and whispered: "Less than a hundred people."
"Not enough, a hundred people?" Tyrion grinned, said with a smile: "It seems that we A chance to retell the father and son romance at Seventh Hell."
"Master, I don't think you're as big as Smith's," Dany said.
Tobho looked at oneself's bamboo-like arms and sighed, "If Smith Grandmaster is sixty years old and still needs to lift a hammer and forge iron himself, then he must not accept an apprentice."
"In other words, if I learn your incantation, I can also become a Smith Grandmaster?" Dany smiled.
Tobho said with a bitter smile: "Your Majesty, you can look down on me, but please respect Smith as a profession. Smelting is a proven knowledge, and the incantation of recasting Valyrian Steel is just the brightest crown on the crown. One of the pearls!"
Dany was startled.
After a while, she said seriously: "You're right, I'm too arrogant."
Tobho hearing this, looked at Dragon Queen in amazement, saw her look serious, It's not that I'm saying the opposite, I can't help but feel a little bit of resentment towards Dragon Queen in my heart turned into a good feeling.
He reminded aloud, "Your Majesty, if you need to reforge your Valyrian Steel weapon, let me do it.
incantation won't do you much, but the Qohor Guild of Smiths' reverse scale.
If they knew I told you about the incantation, of course I'd have to die, you..."
He looked around at this point. , seemed to feel that there were too many eyes looking around, raised his brows, moved his chair a little closer to Dragon Queen, his voice was extremely low:
“Your Majesty, Guild of Smiths and Religion of the Black Goat Two sides of one, Black Goat priests are proficient in blood spell techniques...
I'm not sure how strong the great Black Goat is, but how domineering the Red God Church is, you know?
Just a year ago, because your dragon brought Magic back to the world, the priests of the Red God restored the power of transcendent.
And the followers of Qohor R'hllor were unwilling to oppress, Under the leadership of the priests of the dozens Red God, they attacked the Temple of the Black Goat, trying to burn the statue of the Black Goat, and the result..."
Tobho Mott stopped here, looking sideways and almost knocked his head The group of people who came up to him looked blank.
Well, while he was whispering to the Dragon Queen, Tyrion, Connington, old Aemon and the others involuntarily leaned over.
"It's okay, I'm not afraid of Black Goat." Dany waved his hand and said confidently.
"I'm afraid!" Tobho wailed.
Dany gives Hattur a look.
Hattur got the signal, pinched his knuckles, and gave Tobho a grim smile.
Master Smith shivered and said sadly: "There are more than 20 Red God priests who can control flames, thousands of Fiery Hands (Red God's Church Forces), and thousands of Red God believers.
Failed to get close to the Black Goat shrine at all and was slaughtered.
Now that everyone sees it, Qohor continues to be the same as before, as did R'hllor and Red God Church Without revenge, the matter is just like that. You can see how horrible Black Goat is."
"I know this too, and to be fair, I really don't blame Black Goat Church for its cruelty.
In the past two years, Red God believers have been barbaric, their demands have become more and more excessive, and their actions have become more and more domineering.
Black Goat belongs to Qohor's primordial sect, which is not even forbidden by Valyrian.
An outsider is planning to destroy the native Church of the locals and preach the one and only Red God." Connington frowned.
p>"Well, I heard about that riot in Slaver's Bay too." DanyWhy does Dany keep supporting the Church of The Seven?
Or, why must a religion be developed?
Because the people of this world need faith.
As long as people experience suffering, they will have hope, hope that the suffering will pass, and hope that the redemption will come.
Hope is to step on the steps of faith.
If she doesn't promote oneself's religion, another religious force will immediately fill the void.
And Red God is the largest, most domineering, and most difficult to control Church.
Lord of Light R'hllor is true, he is the True God with power and will.
On the contrary, The Seven is just seven pieces of wood, the seven spirits represented by the doctrine of The Seven, more like a kind of philosophical thinking about 'what a person is and how a person should be'.
It is the people who really make the Church of The Seven powerful. It is the High Septon who is a certain generation of wise and miraculous, not the Spiritual God who is above human beings.
Church of The Seven can be controlled.
Dany's mouth curls into a smile that makes Smith have one's hair stand on end.
She asked, "You think the Black Goat really exists?"
"What are you going to do?" Smith quivered.
"I heard that the Black Goat Church's enthusiasm for blood sacrifice even surpassed that of the Red God priests?" The smile on Dany's lips expanded.
"It's true," Tobho Mott swallowed, "Black Goat is a Dark Divinity who needs living creatures every day.
In ordinary days , priests will offer calves, steers and horses; on holy feasts, convicted prisoners and slaves who do not please their masters will have their throats slit by priests.
If necessary, the nobles of the city will Dedicating oneself's child to Black Goat as a sign of comfort, I hope it can protect the city."
"Hahaha, good, good, good!" Dany laughed out loud, saying three in a row.
"Good what?" Tyrion asked curiously.
"My son is growing up and lacks food."
"What?" Tyrion's eyes widened and he dared not believe: "Eat God? ?"
Dany waved his hand and said loudly: "Grandmaster Tobho, tell me to melt the incantation of Valyrian Steel. I want to smelt the Sphinx statue, I want to choose a thousand warriors from a hundred thousand armies. ..Oh, Dragon Warrior."
If Dragon Warrior can wear Valyrian Steel armor coldly and hold Valyrian Steel Sword, even without dragon's help, he can kill Demon God Black Goat.
Dragon Queen just had this idea, Qohor, a dark Half God thousands of miles away, had a sense of crisis.
A dark temple in the center of the city, closed on all sides, on the altar, a black Goat statue with fluffy hair and the size of a bison, its blood spar polished red eyes suddenly began to flash red light rapidly.
A moment later, in the corridor outside the main hall, a group of black robe priests with hoods covering their faces gathered.
"Squeak--" The door of the temple opened, and a dignified middle-age person with silver hair and purple eyes walked out.
He also wears a black robe, with only dark red blood-like borders sewn on the black robe.
"My lord Black Goat predicted that a catastrophe was about to befall Qohor." said the majestic middle age person.
"Your High Priest, where do the prophecies come from?" a Black Goat priest asked.
"Mother of Dragons," High Priest said.
Hearing the name of Mother of Dragons, the priests were not shocked, but felt a strange sense of relaxation that it was finally our turn.
"Ai, she first burned hundreds of nobles in Valyria, and then burned a dozen noble Merchant Princes into gravy in Lys, even the strongest city-state Braavos did not escape bad luck.
Now, I'm not surprised that she's going to take a shot at us.
In fact, I always thought she was going to ride a dragon and burn our Arsenal.
After all, a lot of Scorpion's accessories, It's all forged by Qohor, she should treat us like a deadly enemy," said an old blue-eyed priest.
"No, the crisis predicted by my lord is related to him, the Mother of Dragons seems to be hostile to the great god Black Goat." High Priest said.
"Why?" the old man asked in confusion.
"Maybe, because of the slave? We often sacrifice slave blood to the Lord." Some people speculate.
"No matter what her reasons are against my lord, what we have to do is to protect Qohor, preferably to help the Allies break Slaver's Bay." High Priest said.
"What can we do?"
"Go to the plains of Rhoyne, go to the Dothraki Sea, go to Vaes Dothrak to find the Khal. Whether their Khalasar is big or small, I need you to convince them , down Slaver's Bay." High Priest said.
"Will they listen?" the old man asked uncertainly.
High Priest explained: "It's not that you set off alone, there will be a caravan with a large amount of supplies to accompany you.
In a way, horse men are very trustworthy. When they accept our gifts, they will give back.
It's only up to them when to give back. Your mission is to join Khalasar in Khal and remind them to go to Slaver's Bay."
p>"High Priest, Dragon Queen or Khal Drogo's widow, is a Khaleesi. Will the horse men be her enemy?"
"Khal Jhaqo, Khal Pono will certainly be." High Priest smiled lowly, "Especially Jhaqo, he killed her son.
With the temperament of the Dragon Queen, can Jhaqo be spared?
In the first half of the year, when Jhaqo passed by Qohor, just in time Met his son 'Mustang' Jango's name day.
That's a little fellow as strong as a Mustang, taming an eight-month-old Little Red horse at just two years old.
To this end, I also gave Young Kao a saddle, a small machete, and a whip as a gift for his naming day. By then, Jhaqo had made it clear that he was afraid of Daenerys."