Chapter 857
Arianne frowned and glanced at the Myr businessman, and asked, "Did Long Night affect the Essos continent last time? I mean Others."
Myr was stunned, hesitantly said: "There should be no Well, Others are the specialty of your Westeros. If the 400-kilometer-wide Narrow Sea doesn't freeze, how will those monsters cross the sea?"
"In the legend, at least Yi Ti has Others appearing, the Great Empire of the Have you heard the rumors about the Bloodstone Emperor, the last emperor of Dawn?" said Sand Snake's eldest sister, Obara.
"I trade in the Narrow Sea and have never been to the Jade Sea." The merchant shook his head.
"Actually, quite a few nobles have recently started arranging their families to go to the other side of the Narrow Sea." Ser Hayford whispered.
"Driftmark has become so prosperous because it is close to King's Landing, but it is not connected to the land, so Others can't get there." Myr businessman said.
Arianne said: "Ser Barristan is building The Neck with the help of the Crannogmen, and then the Trident line.
Even if the Others break into the Three Rivers, there's the Dragon Queen's 'Dawn Warrior' 'Support at any time, there is no need to worry too much."
"The news from the north is too terrifying, I heard that the entire Winterfell was frozen in a two-kilometer-high iceberg?" Knight Hogg looked towards Arianne, "Her Highness the Princess was in Winterfell, right? How did you escape?"
"I was in the crypt and didn't even know there was Forbidden Spell outside. It's getting really cold."
Arianne's cheeks were flushed, either embarrassment or alcohol.
"At that time, the Forbidden Spell had been destroyed by the Dragon Queen, and the power of Ice was vented into the sky, and the water vapor in the air was frozen, and it became an iceberg.
Otherwise, hiding in the ground would also It'll be frozen into a popsicle.
But I'm not scared at all, Forbidden Spell has Dragon Queen and The Seven on it, and it's easy for us to kill some normal Wights, Others, etc.
Actually, I really want to try the feeling with Others King duel, my sword technique is the true inheritance of the father, absolutely no worse than that Benjen." Tyene said excitedly wearing a white Septa robe.
She is the third child in Sand Snake, with fair hair and blue eyes, she looks sweet, and because her mother is Septa, she has put on Septa robes since she was a child, but she is best at inheriting from her father poison and black witchcraft.
Well, Voodoo Septa.
Knight Hogg looked at the sweet Tyene, his eyes a little straight.
"After such a tragic Battle of Winterfell, Miss Tyene still has the courage to challenge the Others King, and she is really ashamed to kill those northerners who have not yet looked towards Cold God to sacrifice babies." He praised.
As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere at the wine table suddenly became perhaps heavy.
Sacrificing to Cold God and massacres are taboo topics.
Myr merchant drank a horn of strong wine and barked his teeth: "Your King is really crazy from generation to generation. Even the savage Dothraki horse men will leave the people as slaves after breaking the city."
Ser Hayford ugly complexion said: "Those who sacrificed Cold God and provided Others Warriors for Others King were extremely sinful."
Although he was also very disgusted by Second Stag's behavior, he was accused of Foreigners mocked in person, even if the direct object of the mockery was not him, they would feel very unhappy.
Feeling the cold attitude of the Westeros people around him, the Myr businessman shrugged and said, "Others are not the subject of our discussion today, let's talk about loans.
I have also been to the territory of the two Sers, but it is not worth the price..."
The two Sers, Hogg and Hayford, glanced at Arianne and the girls, looking a little embarrassed, but they It is indeed in an emergency situation where money is urgently needed, so I can only brace oneself and haggle with the Myr merchant.
Listening to the three men on the side for a while, Arianne figured out the whole sequence of events.
Westeros go on war and turmoil, and Crownlands is a must for any King's journey.
Similar to Guanzhong and Luoyang during the Three Kingdoms period, the land of hundreds of thousands of households was trampled several times in turn by the princes of the Seven Kingdoms, and now it has become a desolate place where the bones are exposed in the wild and there is no rooster in a thousand miles. wasteland.
The calamity is already tragic. In addition to the Long Night winter, the Crownlands nobles can't stand it any longer. They can only sell their properties, and even mortgage the minerals and taxes in the Fiefdom, from the other side of the Narrow Sea. The banker took out a loan to buy food for the winter.
"Hey, food prices have gone up so much?"
Arianne endured hearing that Ser Hayford had exchanged 30 years of taxes in Fiefdom for 500 tons of wheat and 100 tons of cured meat. Unceasingly exclaimed.
This Ser Neville Hayford is just a Ser, but the Hayford family has the Earl title and Fiefdom, but the current Earl Hayford is a five-year-old girl, and the family cousin helps manage family affairs.
An Earldom, or a prosperous place like Crownlands, only gets 600 tons of food for 30 years of taxes (from the end of Long Night).
“In a summer without war, Hayford could produce thousands of tons of wheat and melons a year, and a copper plate could buy five big, crisp red apples.” Ser Hayford said frustratedly .
"You also said that it was Summer without war, now it's war and Long Night..." Myr businessman laughted.
"You free city vampires are robbery!" Arianne felt the same way and glared.
Myr businessman argued: "Now that the price of grain is at this price, we will not be able to grow grain after Long Night. One grain of wheat is less than one grain, which is more expensive than gold. It doesn't affect the miners digging for gold."
"Westeros suffer in Long Night, but you are having a gluttonous feast, which is so unfair."
Here, Septa Tyene rolled her eyes, with a sweet smile on her face, and said sweetly: "Maybe, we should make a suggestion to the 'Walker Resisting Committee', if any city-state on the other side of the Narrow Sea does not give us food, we can catch a few. Only the Others were thrown away.
We nearly captured the Others King, and it was not difficult to catch a few Others."
Myr businessman looked like a female Others with a face full of faces. Terrified, trembling fingers pointed at Sand Snake, "You, you are Septa, Mother is on top!"
The two Sers also turned pale, and the previous reverie flew beyond the topmost clouds. : This is Sand Snake, the daughter of "Red Viper" Oberyn!
Tyene rolled her eyes and said ill-humoredly: "Your Myr is called 'Mother', do you also believe in The Seven?"
"Yes, I Now I have converted to The Seven. In Myr's hometown, I vacated a shop selling coffins at the end of the street and converted it into a small Sept, where neighbors and neighbors can go to pray." Myr proudly said.
"The coffin shop? Is it because of Others recently that the coffin business can't go on? I thought only the coffin shop in Westeros was closed, and the coffin shop in didn't expect Narrow Sea couldn't survive." Arianne wondered.
In the Battle of Winterfell, there were many Knight Wights wearing armor and holding weapons, most of them decomposed and apparently dead for many years.
And the coat of arms also indicates their identities: the ancestors of the noble families of the North.
I can imagine the scene at that time: on the Winterfell city wall, a North Knight was wielding a Dragonfang and killed a lot behind the hanging ladder. Suddenly, a familiar silhouette appeared in front of him, a familiar rotting Faces, familiar armor, the same family emblem as oneself...
Oneself's ancestral grave was dug up, and now Old Ancestor comes with a rusted iron sword to kill oneself?
North's face turned green.
It is natural that the Seven Kingdoms coffin shop immediately became a mystery when the information summarized by Winterfell after the war was sent to the castles in the south in the form of newspapers.
Myr businessman was slightly red, embarrassed: "Many of the coffins in my store are exported to King's Landing."
"Reconstructing Sept with a coffin shop is simply desecrating The Seven. ' Arianne shook her head.
"Her Highness the Princess, I can't say that. Compared with other shops, the coffin shop is big enough but not too conspicuous. And Stranger also represents death! In fact, my little Sept only enshrines Mother and Stranger two," said the Myr merchant.
"Have you been to King's Landing, is the Great Sept of Baelor conspicuous enough? But you also choose an inconspicuous coffin shop, Stranger will take you to Seven Hells 80%." Arianne taunted.
"The national conditions are different!" The Myr businessman shook his head and said with emotion: "In Westeros, The Seven is the mainstream belief, but Myr is the territory of the Red God believer.
There are many Red God believers. Crazy, just think about the group of red monks in Qohor who tried to burn the Black Goat temple.
It's not that I have no money, and it's not that I can't build a Sept in the center of the street, but it's too eye-catching.
In case of stimulate to Red God believers, the whole building may be burned down by the fanatical red monks.
So, my plan is to develop believers in remote places first, and wait for the surrounding people to begin to believe. The Seven, the red monk may be able to have some scruples."
Such a careful consideration has made several people startled, this Myr person is so troubled, it seems that he truly believes in The Seven!
"You also believed in R'hllor before, why did you convert to The Seven?" Arianne said curiously.
Myr businessman hesitated for a moment before pulling out a seven-pointed star red cloth bag the size of a chicken liver from under his collar.
“Indulgence?!” Several Westeros exclaimed together.
Myr was nodded, and put the cloth bag back into his heart very preciously, and sighed: "I am in the Narrow Sea trade, and I spend at least four months of the year in Westeros. I understand the teachings, and I have attended a few High Sparrow crusades, so it makes sense to convert to Faith of the Seven."
"Are you afraid of death?" Septa Tyene said with a sneer.
Myr merchant's mouth twitched, "Who is not afraid of death?"
"Red God Church also preaches that believers will go to Heaven in True Lord R'hllor after death, with maiden and wine pond meat forest As a company, it seems to be good?
When I was still in Oldtown, I was almost pulled into the Red God Church by a red robe monk from Lys." Sand Snake eldest sister Obara said.
Obara's mother was the Oldtown prostitute. When she was about to come of age, Prince Oberyn found her daughter, threw a lance at her feet, and asked: do you choose it, or your mother.
Big loli Obara picks up the lance and becomes a warrior with martial skills, while her prostitute mother dies of alcoholism a year after losing her daughter.
But before Oberyn came to find her, because of her tall stature, she was favored by red robe monks and was going to buy it as a holy skill. She would ride horses to guard the Red God temple during the day and make money by riding men at night.
A shrewd look flashed in the eyes of the Myr merchant, said solemnly: "No one has ever seen Red God's Heaven, but many have seen Mother's Divine Vestige, and some have returned from Heaven, describing Heaven's sights, people, and how it works.
More importantly, The Seven teachings are very human, and R'hllor's reputation isn't quite as good as Lord of Light's."
"Isn't Lord of Light R'hllor?" Knight Hogg wondered.