"That's enough, Hu Ge. You've already lost 70 silver coins. We're almost out of money," the ascetic-looking middle-aged man scolded in a low voice.
"Uh, out of money? You've already lost 70 silver radiance coins … "Tyrion stood on the stool as if he was dumbfounded.
"Dwarf, your manhood is very valuable. I'm willing to pay 10 gold radiance coins for it." Lisbon put the small pile of silver coins on the table into the leather bag at his waist as he teased Tyrion proudly.
Danny noticed that there were three leather bags on the left and right sides of the young fire mage's belt. Other than the one that was holding the money, the other one was already full. The last one was half full, but it seemed to be filled with gold radiance coins.
"Since you like my manhood so much, how about I give it to you? One silver coin each time. It's a little more expensive than the prostitutes in the Colorful Garden next door, but it's rare to see an ugly dwarf like me, "Tyrion said viciously.
"Hahaha …" The vulgar sailors around all laughed loudly. Even the people on the street who were separated by a window looked out curiously.
The young fire mage glanced at the little devil coldly and scanned the rich merchants and mercenaries. He said loudly, "Anyone else want to try? The odds are one to ten. The lowest bet is one silver radiance coin. There's no upper limit. If you get it right, you'll get ten times more. "
"I'll do it." A Midsummer Islander wearing a peacock feather cloak stepped forward and threw out a gold radiance coin with a skull crown printed on it. "Fire mages are all liars. Everyone knows that. I don't believe you can teleport."
Danny did not stop to watch. She walked past the crowd and found the waiter at the front desk. She rejected the waiter's suggestion to hire an elephant carriage and asked him to bring out the tamed horse from the stables.
When she walked down the stone steps at the front door, she heard the Midsummer Islander lose his composure and arrogance. He almost shouted hysterically, "Three? That's impossible. I've been watching. One gold radiance coin. Again, one more time … "
It was almost noon. The fishmonger square was crowded. The smell of fish mixed with the smell of roasted cumin mixed together. Riding on a tall horse, one could clearly feel the prosperity of Volantis.
Volantis had the largest population, the largest port, the largest city, and the richest and most fertile colony on the Lorne River.
Once upon a time, this "eldest daughter of Valleglia" was the leader of the nine free trade city-states. Even now, her economic and military strength was second only to Braavos.
The sun shone brightly and the view was wide. Danny observed the city more clearly than last night.
Heading east, they arrived at the riverside street, which was even more bustling. None of the buildings facing the street were lower than two stories. Below them were clothing stores, chess halls, taverns, barbecue stalls, brothels, warehouses, and so on. The streets were filled with sailors, merchants, and slaves who were as busy as cockroaches.
Danny suddenly realized that she had been tricked by Aunt Kelly in the suburbs of the Eastern City. Although there were many people who took elephant carriages, riding horses was not an exception and would not be "looked at differently".
The yellow oranges on the cart by the street attracted her attention. She used five copper coins to buy fifteen oranges the size of an adult man's fist and gave five to White Knight. Danny ate the sweet and sour oranges as she leisurely rode along the street.
On the streets, there were many male and female slaves with shovels or flies on their faces. They were like inconspicuous shadows, curled up and shoveled the warm and fresh elephant, horse, and cow dung on the ground into dustpans.
Therefore, the riverside market did not smell bad. Instead, the sweet fragrance of flowers and fruits floated over from time to time.
"Choose Elyos, choose Elyos Chiheda!" Suddenly, a woman's shrill voice came from the front.
The men also joined in the commotion. "I want to see your lower body!"
"Stick it out and let me see it clearly!"
"Which brothel are you from? I'll go find you tonight."
"Please vote for Elyos!"
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A three-meter-tall giant elephant rumbled past. Every step it took caused the ground to tremble slightly. It was carrying a huge castle on its back, estimated to be more than ten square meters. Nine seductive girls in tulle grabbed onto the thin railings of the castle and flirted with the passersby.
The mercenaries and sailors passing by were mesmerized and could not move.
Yes, the girls had teardrop tattoos on their eyebrows. They were all slaves.
A girl took out her white hair and flirted with a sailor who was whistling. A girl obediently lifted the only layer of pink tulle on her body, spread her legs, and stuck out her buttocks towards the street. A girl slid her right hand underneath and entered. The men on the street could not take their eyes off her, their faces and ears red.
Finally, someone could not hold it in anymore. A fat man in his fifties with white hair rushed out of a rice shop beside them. He waved at the giant elephant and shouted, "I'm Bell Wen Kandahar. I have the right to vote. I swear to vote for Elyos Chiheda. Give me a whore."
"Yes, Sir." The giant elephant stopped. A silver-haired young man in luxurious clothes rode over on a white jade dwarf elephant and said, "Thank you, Mr. Kandahar, for supporting my father. I wonder which one, or how many, do you want?"
The rice shop owner pointed at the girls on the castle pervertedly. "That silver-haired one … It's a pity she doesn't have purple eyes. Otherwise, she would look more like that woman. And that blonde-haired one, who looks like the queen regent of Westeros, and that chestnut-haired one, a little vixen. They're all out.
It's so scary … "" Bell Bell Wen, don't die of exhaustion on the day of the vote! "Someone mocked him loudly.
"Not to mention three, I can handle thirty of them. Not everyone is as useless as you."
"Hahaha …"
The street was filled with laughter. Three girls climbed down the rope ladder on the elephant's back. At the same time, three more girls came down from the carriage behind. They took off their yellow cloaks and climbed up the castle wearing only transparent silk clothes.
The fat rice merchant pulled the three pretty girls and ran into the inner room of the shop impatiently. The giant elephant continued forward.
"Choose Elyos! Choose Elyos!"
After all, there were only a few people in the West District who had the right to vote. On the way to the long bridge, they didn't meet any candidates who were soliciting votes.
"It was too dark last night. I didn't see it clearly. Now I realize that the long bridge is so strange." Under the big black stone arch of the long bridge, Danny turned her head and said to the old knight.
The long bridge didn't have a sidewalk or a lane. Carriages, elephant carts, and passers-by squeezed together. The road was only five meters wide. However, this didn't mean that the bridge was only five meters thick. In fact, it was more than twelve meters wide.
There were no fences on both sides of the road. Instead, there were all kinds of buildings. Shops, temples, gold shops, incense shops, hotels, dog meat restaurants, inns, shivas chess halls, brothels …
The slave shop had weavers, lace workers, glass workers, candle-makers, and fisherwomen who sold eels and oysters gathered together and loudly sold their catch to passers-by.
Danny used one silver coin to buy thirty fresh oysters from a silver-haired middle-aged woman.
She stood beside the wooden cart, dipped in the vinegar and fresh lemons provided by the woman, and ate twenty oysters in a row. They were very fresh, tender, and delicious.
The buildings on both sides of the road were three or four stories high. Each story extended a little deeper than the one below. The top stories on both sides were almost connected.
When crossing the bridge, it was like passing through a cave tunnel. Only the "line of sky" at the top penetrated the golden sunlight.
Last night, all she could see was the brilliant lights. She couldn't see the complete structure of the buildings.
At this time, walking on the bridge, Danny had a strange thought. If Dahei breathed fire from the beginning of the bridge all the way to the end, wouldn't the people inside have nowhere to escape?
They came to the center of the long bridge. There were no buildings on either side of the four or five-meter-long road, but there were many iron pillars. A few broken hands of varying degrees of decay were hanging on the pillars. There were also three heads covered with white maggots.
It inexplicably reminded Danny of the skewers of chicken feet and pig faces that were dried under the sun during the New Year.
When passing by last night, she also smelled the stench, but she didn't see the scene on both sides. After seeing it, Danny almost spat out the oyster she had just eaten.
There were also four signs hanging under the iron pillars. The origin of the broken hands was scribbled on them. The broken hands belonged to thieves and bag thieves.
Three heads. The slave girl reached out to resist her mistress. The old bard was accused of being a spy of the Dragon Queen because he played the piano and sang "The Story of Xi 'er" at the dock. The young man killed his father.
A pair of Tiger Pao soldiers stood on one side, waving their spears from time to time to drive away the tea falcons, seagulls, and scavenger crows that pecked at the carrion.
The old man died unjustly. Danny could guarantee that he was innocent.
She had spies in New Guise and Queers. Volantis was far away and was not her target for the time being.
Out of the long bridge "tunnel", Danny found that many people were rushing north along the riverside road. They were in a hurry, and most of them had slave tattoos on their faces.
"What are they going to do?" She stopped a small tomato vendor and asked.
"Taking advantage of the free time at noon, the slaves are going to the Red Temple for afternoon prayers."
"Is the Red Temple far from here?" She asked again.
The black wall was also in the north. If the Red Temple was not far away, they could go there first.
"It's very close, just under the black wall."
After walking less than two hundred meters along the river bank, the field of vision suddenly widened. The square was less than a hectare, but the temple opposite the square was too magnificent.
The temple was located in the east and facing the west, with its back against the black wall. It was a cluster of buildings, consisting of dozens of halls and hundreds of towers.
Different buildings were connected by stairs, buttresses, and stone arches. Everything was integrated as if they were chiseled out of the same huge rock.
There were hundreds of red, yellow, gold, and orange lines on the wall. They overlapped each other, like a huge flag under the sun.
"Seven Gods above, I thought that the Great Cathedral of Saint Belle was the most magnificent temple in the world. I didn't expect the Red Temple of Volantis to be almost three times bigger than the Cathedral." Barristan was dazzled.
"Obviously, this was not built in one go. Who knows how many times it has been expanded over the centuries."
In order to not be too conspicuous among the group of devout Red God believers, Danny turned around and jumped down from the horse's back.
"Ahhh, the Supreme Priest!"
"How lucky, today's afternoon prayers are led by the Supreme Priest himself."
There was a sudden commotion from the crowd in front of them. Soon, the entire square of four to five thousand people cheered loudly. "Supreme Priest, Supreme Priest …"
In the middle of the square of the Red Temple, there was a thick stone pillar about twenty meters tall. A narrow stone bridge about the width of one's foot connected the stone pillar to a platform in front of the temple. Under the noon sun, a group of monks slowly climbed up the platform.
A milky-white monk in a red robe walked in front. Behind him were a dozen male and female priests who were also wearing red robes. Behind them were acolytes of lower status, wearing light yellow or bright orange robes.
On the stairs stood a row of soldiers in gorgeous armor and orange capes. They were guarding the entrance of the temple with spears in their hands. The tips of the spears were made into the shape of burning flames.
"They are the Hand of Holy Fire, the holy warriors of the King of Light, the guardians of the Red Temple," Barristan explained softly.
"I know. I heard that Volantis has a thousand Hand of Holy Fire." Danny nodded. Her gaze never left Benello.
She hoped to see his eyes clearly to determine the level of his power. However, the distance was too far. She could see the color of his eyes, but she could not sense the basic charm in his sea of consciousness.
Not only was the square below the stone pillar filled with people, there were also hundreds and thousands of guards on the sixty-meter-tall black wall behind the temple, looking down.
Not long later, the other monks stood on the platform according to their ranks. Benello's steps were steady as he looked at the golden sun in front of him. He walked on the narrow stone bridge as though it was flat ground and finally stood at the top of the stone pillar.
The slaves below all extended their arms and shouted titles such as "Fire of Truth," "Light of Wisdom," "Head Servant of My Lord," "Supreme Priest," and so on. No one called him by his name.
This scene and atmosphere was almost comparable to the fanaticism the slaves had for Danny after the "Emancipation Proclamation."
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