Master Tobu's behavior surprised Tyrion and the others. Just an hour ago, the man was acting like a brave martyr. But in just an hour, after taking a stroll around the dungeon below, he was behaving like a pug?
Dragon Queen deliberately put the blacksmith's chair next to her and whispered: "Master, the night is coming. In order to save the world, my means are a bit fierce and a bit rough. I hope you can understand."
The blacksmith master nodded again and again: "I understand, I completely understand. I am willing to contribute to the fight against the demons. I am willing to tell you all the spells to recast the steel weapons. "
"Don't worry," Danny waved her hand and asked with a soft smile: "Master, do you know Gedo, which is five hundred miles east of Pentos? “
I know, my ancestral home is Kohor. In recent decades, I have settled in King's Landing. I often take the road 'Pentos – Novos – Kohor' in Valleglia. "Tobu said.
"Gedo has two sphinx statues made by the people of Valleglia. Are they made of steel?" Danny asked again.
Tobu's thin face gradually showed a look of understanding. He sighed: "I understand what you mean. The statues are indeed made of steel. In fact, we Kohor people had the idea of making them. But the size of the statues is too big to be put into the furnace. "
"Can't you make a bigger furnace?" Tyrion curiously asked.
After a few words, Tobu gradually recovered from the fear of the demon's tail. His look and bearing revealed a bit of master's style. He said in a deep voice: "It is not an ordinary furnace. Recasting steel requires magic spells and blood sacrifice."
"Is the legend true?" Yimont was shocked and murmured.
"What legend?" Tobu asked.
"There was a scholar from the City of Knowledge who disguised himself and went to Kohor to explore the secrets of steel. When he came back, he left a record: Kohor blacksmiths sacrificed slaves on a large scale to forge steel through blood magic." Yimont said.
"Well, scholar …" Tobu coldly snorted and did not hide the disdain on his face.
"That's right, we need a living person as a blood sacrifice, because we don't have enough magic power." He told the Dragon Queen honestly.
Tyrion's eyes flashed, and he said coldly, "How many people did you kill when you helped my father reforge the ice in the House of Stark?"
Tobu noticed that Dragon Queen's flower-like smile had been replaced by an unapproachable flower. His heart jumped as he whispered: "Less than a hundred people."
"Less than a hundred people?" Tyrion grinned. "Looks like we'll have a chance to reunite as father and son in the seventh level of hell."
"Master, I don't think you're as tall and sturdy as a blacksmith," Danny said.
Tobu looked at his bamboo-like arm and sighed: "If a blacksmith master is sixty years old and still needs to lift the hammer to forge iron, then he must not have accepted apprentices."
"In other words, if I learn your spell, I can also become a Grandmaster Blacksmith?" Danny smiled.
Tobu wryly smiled: "Your Majesty, you can look down on me, but please respect the profession of blacksmith. Smelting is a profound knowledge. The spell to reforge iron is just one of the most dazzling pearls on the crown! "
Danny was startled.
After a while, she solemnly said: "You're right, I'm too arrogant."
Tobu looked at the Dragon Queen in surprise. Seeing her serious look, he couldn't help but feel a little bit of resentment towards the Dragon Queen. His heart was filled with resentment towards the Dragon Queen.
He reminded her: "Your Majesty, if you need to reforge iron weapons, you can let me do it.
The spell is not of much use to you, but it's the reverse scale of the Khol Blacksmith Guild.
If they know that I told you the spell, of course, I'll die, you … "
Speaking of this, he looked around and seemed to feel that there were too many eyes around. He raised his eyebrows, moved his chair closer to Dragon Queen, and said in a very low voice:
"Your Majesty, the Blacksmith Guild and the Black Goat Religion are two sides of the same coin. The Black Goat Priests are proficient in the Blood Curse Technique …
I'm not sure how strong the Black Goat God is, but you should know how overbearing the Red God Church is, right?
Just a year ago, because your dragon brought magic to the world, the Red God Priests recovered their extraordinary power.
And the believers of Khol Lahlo were not willing to be oppressed. Under the leadership of dozens of Red God Priests, they attacked the Black Goat Temple and tried to burn the statue of the Black Goat God. In the end … "
Tobu Mott stopped here, tilting his head to look at the group of people who had almost put their heads in front of him, his expression stupefied.
Uh, when he whispered to Dragon Queen, Tyrion, Clinton, Old Yimont and others unconsciously leaned over.
"It's okay, I'm not afraid of the Black Goat." Danny waved her hand and said confidently.
"I'm afraid!" Tobu cried.
Danny gave Hattar a look.
Hattar received the signal, cracked his knuckles and gave Tobu a ferocious smile.
The Blacksmith Master shuddered and said mournfully, "More than twenty Red God Priests who can control fire, thousands of Holy Fire Hands (the Red God Church's armed forces), thousands of Red God believers.
Before they could even get close to the Black Goat Temple, they were all slaughtered.
Now everyone has seen that Khol continues to live the same life as before. Lahlo and the Red God Church did not take revenge, so the matter was left unsettled. This shows how terrifying the Black Goat is. "
"I know about this too. To be fair, you can't blame the Black Goat Church for being cruel.
In the past two years, the Red God believers have been developing wildly. Their demands have become more and more excessive, and their actions have become more and more overbearing.
The Black Goat belongs to the primitive religion of Khol. Even Valleglia did not ban it.
But an outsider wants to destroy the local church and preach that the Red God is the only one. "Clinton frowned.
"Yeah, I heard about the chaos at Slaver's Bay." Danny nodded.
Why did Danny support the Seven Gods Church?
Or rather, why did they have to develop a religion?
Because the people of this world needed faith.
As long as people experienced hardships, they would have hope. They would hope for the hardships to pass, and hope for salvation to come.
Hope was to step onto the steps of faith.
If she didn't promote her religion, another religious force would immediately fill the void.
And the Red God Church was the largest, most overbearing, and the hardest to control.
The King of Light Lahlo was real. He was a True God with power and will.
On the contrary, the Seven Gods were just seven pieces of wood. The Seven Gods Church represented the seven spirits. It was more like a philosophical thought on 'what is a person, and how a person should be.'
What really made the Seven Gods Church powerful was a person. It was a wise and powerful chief bishop of a certain generation. It was not a God that was above humans.
The Seven Gods Church could be controlled.
Danny's lips curled into a smile that made the blacksmith's hair stand on end.
She asked, "Do you think the Black Goat really exists?"
"What do you want to do?" the blacksmith asked with a trembling voice.
"I heard that the Black Goat Church's fanaticism for blood sacrifice even surpassed the Red God Priest?" Danny's smile widened.
"This is true," Buto Mott swallowed his saliva and said, "The Black Goat is a God of Darkness. It needs living things to worship it every day.
On ordinary days, the priest will offer calves, bulls, and horses. On holy days, convicted criminals and slaves who do not please their masters will have their throats slit by the priest.
If necessary, the nobles in the city will offer their children to the Black Goat as a show of comfort. They hope that it can protect the city. "
"Hahaha, good, good, good!" Danny laughed out loud and said 'good' three times.
"What's good?" Tyrion asked curiously.
"My son is growing and lacks god to eat."
"What?" Tyrion opened his eyes wide and said in disbelief, "Eat god? Are you crazy? "
Danny waved her hand and said loudly, "Master Tobu, tell me the incantation to melt steel. I want to melt the Sphinx statue. I want to choose one out of a hundred thousand soldiers, a thousand battle wolves … Oh, Dragon Warriors. "
If the Dragon Warriors could wear steel armor and hold steel swords, even without the help of the Megalosaurus, they would be able to kill the Demon God Black Goat.
As soon as the Dragon Queen had this idea, a Demigod of Darkness in Kohor thousands of miles away felt a sense of danger.
In the center of the city, there was a dark temple that was tightly shut. On the altar, there was a fluffy black goat statue that was the size of a wild bull. Its red eyes, which were polished with blood crystals, suddenly began to flash with a red light.
A moment later, a group of black-robed priests with their faces covered by hoods gathered in the corridor outside the main hall.
"Creak —" The door of the temple opened, and a middle-aged man with silver hair and purple eyes with a dignified appearance walked out.
He was also wearing a black robe, but the edges of the black robe were sewn with dark red edges like blood.
"My master, the Black Goat, prophesied that a great disaster is about to befall Kohor," the dignified middle-aged man said.
"Your Excellency, where is the prophesied disaster coming from?" A Black Goat priest asked.
"The Mother Of Dragons," the high priest said.
Hearing the name of the Mother Of Dragons, the priests were not shocked. Instead, they felt a strange sense of relief, as if it was finally their turn.
"Sigh, she first burned hundreds of nobles in Valleglia, and more than ten noble trading princes in Lys. Even the strongest city, Braavos, did not escape her fate.
Now, I am not surprised that she wants to attack us.
In fact, I always thought that she would ride a dragon and burn down our arsenal.
After all, many parts of the dragon-slaying crossbow were made by Kohor. She should treat us as her mortal enemy, "an old blue-eyed priest said.
"No, the prophesied crisis is related to her. The Mother Of Dragons seems to be hostile to the great Black Goat God," the high priest said.
"Why?" The old man did not understand.
"Maybe, because of the slaves? We often sacrifice slaves to our master, "someone guessed.
"No matter why she wants to harm our master, what we need to do is to protect Kohor. It would be best if we could help the alliance break through Slaver's Bay," the high priest said.
"What can we do?"
"Go to the Lorne Plains, the Dothraki Sea, and the Horse King City to find the khal. No matter how strong or weak their khalasar is, I need you to persuade them to go south to Slaver's Bay, "the high priest said.
"Will they listen?" The old man was uncertain.
The high priest explained, "You do not need to go alone. There will be caravans carrying large amounts of supplies with you.
In a way, the centaurs are very trustworthy. When they accept our gifts, they will definitely repay us.
It is up to them to decide when to repay us. Your mission is to join the khal's khalasar and remind them to go to Slaver's Bay. "
"High priest, the Dragon Queen is also the widow of Khal Drogo. She is a Khaleesi. Will the centaurs be willing to be enemies with her? "
"Khal Jako, Khal Bono will definitely be." The high priest laughed in a low voice. "Especially Jako. He killed her son.
With the Dragon Queen's temperament, would she let Jako go?
In the first half of the year, when Jako passed by Kohor, it was the naming day of his son, 'Wild Horse' Django.
He was as strong as a wild horse. At the age of two, he had already tamed an eight-month-old red pony.
For that, I gave the young khal a saddle, a small scimitar, and a horsewhip as a gift for his naming day. At that time, Jako had already expressed his fear of Danny Rize. "
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