Chapter 36 Invitation
The third person was the Shadowbinder from Asshai. She wore a wooden lacquer mask and spoke in the common language of the Seven Kingdoms: "Hello, Mother of Dragons, I am the Shadowbinder, Quai-shi."
The red painted wooden shell mask obscured her eyes and facial expressions, and Dany could not hear her inner thoughts from her flat voice.
Dany nodded and asked the centaurs to make way. She and her guests went first, and they followed.
As soon as they passed through the city gate, Dany saw Ser Jorah and her bloodriders coming together, so on the way to the palace, she introduced them to each other again.
"You came to find dragons," Jorah asked the doubts that had been buried in Dany's heart, "but how do you know there are dragons here?"
"The stars in the sky guide us." Quai-shi said briefly.
"Stars?" Jorah was puzzled.
"That's it." The wizard pointed to the red comet that was still hanging in the sky and said.
Three months have passed, and the comet has not completely disappeared, but it is much dimmer than before.
Perhaps soon, when people look up, they will wonder if it has completely disappeared.
"The Bloodthirsty Star? It keeps changing directions. How can it guide you? And does its appearance have anything to do with dragons?" Jorah asked.
"To ordinary people like you, it is just a comet that is rarely seen in a thousand years, but we who have mastered magical powers have personally felt the great changes between heaven and earth." The wizard stared at Dahei and said in a faint voice.
"Isn't this too exaggerated? It's not that there were no dragons before. Although everyone has been saying that dragons have been extinct for more than a hundred years, that was only in Westeros.
The Ironborn said that there are sea dragons in the depths of the Sunset Sea, and there are legends of ice dragons. Even giant dragons have news coming from the hidden places of the world." Jorah thought the wizard was bragging and probably wanted to deceive his princess.
"Hehehehe" The wizard's weird blue lips were hung with obvious sarcasm, and he didn't even bother to return to the question of "ordinary people".
"Tsk tsk tsk, this is a city full of sand and decay, totally unworthy of the noble Mother of Dragons." The Qarth merchant with a round head like a boiled egg whipped the camel's butt, took a few quick steps to Dany's side, and invited her in an exaggerated tone: "Khaleesi, you are born to wear the most luxurious jewelry, wear exquisite dresses woven from Myr silk, be surrounded by slaves, and live in the magnificent palace closest to the gods.
Only Qarth, the center of the world, can satisfy all of this.
And it happens that I have the ability and the most sincere heart to provide you with these services. Please leave this shabby place and follow me to Qarth."
"Haha, Mr. Daxos, you are a noble and generous gentleman, but I still have a large group of people to take care of." Dany smiled and declined.
"Hahaha," Xaro laughed up to the sky, his laughter full of pride and superiority, "Khaleesi, you really should go to Qarth, this desert land pollutes your vision.
The smallest corner of my house can easily accommodate all your subordinates.
In fact, the kings and nobles from all over the world who come to visit me in Qarth have more servants with them than you, and I have entertained 35 noble visitors at a time."
Well, translated into easy-to-understand words: any bathroom in my house is bigger than your entire house, and I have 35 bathrooms.
Dany wanted to say, I have three cities.
"Alas, you may not know that Khal Drogo is dead." She sighed.
"Of course we know," Xaro said immediately: "The most powerful horse king has passed away, and there are a few more khals in the Great Grass Sea. The whole Essos continent knows it."
Dany was stunned, surprised by the strange speed of information transmission in this world.
In fact, when she saw the bt of the raven with her own eyes, she would not be so shocked.
"The problem is that the usurper has never relaxed his pursuit of me. Last time, he dared to send someone to poison me in the sacred Horse King City. Without the protection of the khal, what should I do if he sends someone again after I leave here?"
"Don't worry, Khaleesi. Robert Baratheon, who usurped your father's throne, has been dead for almost half a year."
Then Xaro began to tell the news from the Land of the Setting Sun.
Just like the plot of the TV series Dany had watched, the "old man" drank the wine that Lancel had added to his wine while hunting, and was killed by a wild boar in a daze.
How great he was before his death, how pathetic he was when he died.
Well, Lancel Lannister, cousin of Queen Cersei, and self-heating self-defense stick.
As for the old man, he was so awesome when he was young. His mace can be ranked third in the "Ice and Fire Weapon List", second only to the magic version of the Mountain and Arthur Dayne, the Sword of the Dawn, who holds the giant sword "Dawn".
The Red Viper, King Drogomar, and the Sea King's first court swordsman, Syrio, are all one level behind the old man.
Rhaegar and the White Bull are one level behind.
Jorah Mormont beside Dany is a little embarrassed, probably one or two levels behind the White Bull.
This is not intended to elevate the old man. In the entire book of Ice and Fire, he is the only one whose physical talents of strength and agility have reached the maximum value.
Skills can be trained, and talent determines a person's upper limit.
I won't mention his record of beating Rhaegar to death when he was young, but only talk about the old man's last battle in his life.
Well, it was the time when he was killed by a wild boar.
At that time, he drank several large bags of strong liquor with added ingredients, and he couldn't dodge in time. The tusks of the running wild boar pierced into Jiji, cutting a half-meter long cut from the lower abdomen all the way up. If it weren't for the ribs in the chest blocking it, it would have broken into two pieces at that time.
The intestines and internal organs in the fat belly were like a stool that had been held back for a few days, and they were unobstructed for a while, "clattering", and happily flowed all over the ground.
If it were an ordinary person, Haw would have collapsed immediately after being kicked, but the old man fought back desperately. Despite such a serious injury, he stabbed the wild boar hanging on his chest to death with the spear in his hand. He
was extremely brave.
Afterwards, he persisted for a few days, left a will, and reviewed the past with his good friend Nad, and then died with the help of poppy milk.
But such a brave and strong warrior was cuckolded countless times by his wife, the "Queen of Color", and none of his three sons were his own.
Well, Cersei's child with her brother. Cersei didn't want to give birth to a child for her husband, and even had sex. Every time the old man came to her drunk, she deliberately created the illusion that they had a relationship, but in fact, she didn't even touch his hand. The first time Cersei got pregnant with the old man's child, she seemed to deliberately let it abort.
After Ed became the Prime Minister, under the instigation of several people with ulterior motives, he quickly discovered that his gay friend was raising a child for someone else.
Then, he let the queen know that he knew.
After the Queen knew that he knew, she took the initiative and asked one of her lovers, her cousin Lancel, to poison the old man's wine. The old man died tragically under the tusks of a wild boar as described above.
Of course, Xaro did not tell Dany such detailed content. He only said that there were rumors that Robert was killed by Cersei.
"So, you don't have to worry about the usurper harming you anymore." He comforted Dany, "In Qarth, under my protection, no one can hurt you."
Dany nodded and followed his topic: "How far is it from here to Qarth? How many days did it take to ride a camel here?"
"About 1,000 kilometers, it took us almost a week to get here."
Dany estimated in her heart that their speed seemed to be not much different from the speed of her camel going south.
The only difference is that the camel can continue to walk a thousand kilometers in such an environment, while her camel is on the verge of collapse after only walking more than 500 kilometers.
As the group talked, they came to the gate of the palace. A group of old people and children in the square looked at the three guests on the camels in surprise.
Dany prepared water and mare's milk to quench the guests' thirst, and also vacated three bedrooms near the garden for them to rest.
In the evening, she held a bonfire party in the square, with roasted horse meat dipped in plum sauce, mushroom and smoked venison stew, butter beets, turnip stew, and saved wine.
Almost the best food her kalsi could take out.
The three guests from Qarth also took out red wine, sausages, and caviar from the bags hanging on the camels.
Dany also took out her three dragons as big as hounds to show them, and let them touch the little dragons.
She and Jorah kept observing their reactions to the dragons. The action of the Qarth stroking the black dragon was full of awe, and the wizard's eyes could not hide the desire at all.
The big merchant Xaro smiled with his eyes narrowed into a slit, and seemed to be shining. He expressed to Dany the surprise of the high temperature of the dragon's body surface.
In general, the guests were very satisfied with Dany's hospitality tonight. Finally, when sending them back to their rooms to rest, Dany told Xaro that she would seriously consider the possibility of a trip to Qarth.
"What do you think?"
Dany did not go to bed immediately. She called Jorah, the bloodriders, several old men, and three maids together to hold a unified opinion meeting on "whether to go to Qarth".
Unlike other khals who regarded the elderly as useless burdens, Dany attached great importance to the elderly who could live to over 60 years old in the cruel environment of the Great Grass Sea.
Except for Watson's misjudgment, the horse herder Avanti and the blacksmith Solomon both gave her great surprises.
For example, Avanti was simply a horse-raising centaur.
In such a desolate place as the Red Waste, not only were there no shortage of horses, but in a few months, there were more than a dozen newborn ponies.
In modern society, those world-famous horse racing clubs would probably fight over him.
Solomon was a foreign tribe with green hair and green eyes.
The Dothraki had no blacksmiths and had always relied on foreign slaves to help repair their weapons. When Drogo's father asked Qohor for a gift, the trade prince of the city-state gave the convicted and imprisoned Solomon to the centaur as a gift.
Well, after Valyria was destroyed in the Cataclysm, Qohor's blacksmithing skills were the best in the world.
Lys' prostitutes, Myr's crafts, Qohor's cloth and blacksmiths, Pentos' spices and dairy products, Braavos's Iron Bank, Volantis' slaves. The nine free trade cities naturally trade everything, but they also have their own characteristics.
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