Chapter 80 Taboo
"Euron, you are half right, Silence belongs to me!" Dany gently fiddled with the two little bells at the end of her long braids on her chest and smiled, "But ask yourself, is this my fault?
If you didn't chase after me, if you caught up with me and just said hello and left, would this be the outcome today? I am a bad guy, and I think everyone is a bad guy."
"Well, my good Queen, how do you plan to deal with me, a defeated noble?" Euron's right blue eye lost its sharpness and returned to a gentle smile.
Dany looked at Jorah with amusement and asked, "According to the old rules of the Seven Kingdoms, how should this lord be dealt with? Or, how much ransom should I ask from the Greyjoy family?"
"Your Highness, in war, the ransom of an ordinary knight is more than enough at 100 gold dragons, but he committed the great crime of murdering the monarch. If Eddard Stark were here, he would not hesitate to chop off his head with ice." Jorah put his right hand on the sword, staring coldly at the Crow's Eye, and said coldly.
"If Eddard Stark were here, your slave trader's head would have fallen off long ago!" Euron stood there in a daze, teasing lazily.
"If you were in Westeros, you would still have the opportunity to wear black clothes, but now." Whitebeard looked at him contemptuously and said lightly, "If the queen is merciful, I will grant you the drowning ceremony according to the tradition of the Ironborn."
Drowning has two uses. In other words, it was originally used to execute guilty Ironborn, and later with the development of the doctrine of the Drowned God, drowning became a ceremony similar to baptism.
"Euron, why are you chasing us?" Dany asked in confusion.
"Because I saw dragons circling the mast." Euron was very straightforward, without any hesitation. "When I found the Dragon Horn in Valyria, I thought it was a waste.
After all, there are no dragons in the world, what do you need that thing for?
So, you understand? When I saw the two dragons, the ecstasy in my heart was simply hard to suppress."
So that's it!
A person with a hammer sees everything as a nail and wants to hammer it a few times; a person with a dragon slaying sword will definitely be eager to try when he sees a dragon.
"Where did you get the bronze dragon egg?" she asked again.
"Can it hatch a dragon?" His pupils contracted and he asked eagerly.
"Hmm?" Dany stretched out the syllables.
"Okay!" Euron sighed and said, "It was found on a merchant ship in the Jade Sea. It is said to belong to a great wizard in Asshai."
He immediately asked again: "Can you hatch a dragon?"
"Not sure." Dany said regretfully.
"Why not?" Euron asked in confusion.
"Well, didn't I say it before? Life for life, my three closest relatives in exchange for three dragons, now I already have three dragons, even if there are still relatives alive, I won't trade them for dragons." Dany said with a smile.
"Can other people hatch dragons in this way?" Euron asked softly with a twinkle in his eyes.
"Psycho!" Dany glanced at him and said lightly: "Who is willing to sacrifice their loved ones to gamble on an uncertain future? If you have no feelings for your relatives, it is not a sacrifice. If you have feelings, would you be willing to gamble?"
"Are there many dragon eggs in Asshar?" she asked.
Euron sneered, "Didn't you say it wasn't worth it? Are you not satisfied with having three dragons?"
Jorah kicked him in the butt with his iron boots and said coldly, "Understand your situation."
Euron was kicked so hard that he couldn't stand steadily. The shackles and chains on his feet jingled. He staggered forward a few steps before holding on to the deck and climbed up. "Okay, I understand. Dragon eggs are also very precious in Asshar. I only encountered one after robbing dozens of ships, and it was a fossil."
"What's wrong with the dragon's horn? Why hasn't my little dragon gotten rid of the frenzy yet?" Dany said seriously.
"I went to the Lord's Mansion of Tria." Euron's voice dropped, and his right eye suddenly flashed with a faint light.
Whitebeard's eyes became fierce, and his right foot gently knocked on the bottom of the crutch, and the more than two-meter-long wooden pole changed from vertical to horizontal. His body turned sideways, causing the long staff to spin violently, and the end of the staff hit Euron's back of the head.
The whole process was as smooth as flowing water, and it looked light, but it was actually extremely fast and powerful. As soon as a dark light flashed in Euron's right eye, he was knocked to the ground with a "bang".
"Be honest and don't play tricks in front of Her Royal Highness the Princess." The old man said to the Crow's Eye who was lying on the ground groaning.
Dany was stunned for a moment, stood up and ran back to the bedroom, and the two dragons in the cage really became violent again.
After a long time to calm them down, she returned to the deck, nodded solemnly to Whitebeard and others, walked to Euron and asked, "Have you really learned Valyrian witchcraft?"
"Haha, marry me!" Euron smiled triumphantly at her, "You have three dragons. The black dragon belongs to you, and even the Dragon Horn can't take it away, but the green dragon and the white dragon have become mine--"
"Bang!" Dany kicked him in the stomach and sneered, "I don't believe it. I will stab you to death with a knife, and then I will blow the horn once myself, and they can't recover."
"Cough cough cough" Euron coughed hard, "It's useless. If you blow the horn again, the two dragons will go crazy. Besides, you don't know how to stimulate the magic of the dragonbinder."
"Tell me!" Dany said.
"Hehe." Euron sneered.
"Kill it!" Jorah advised.
Euron's smile froze.
Dany nodded, "Ago, chop off his head and throw his body into the sea."
"Swish!" The centaur warrior drew out his arakh scimitar and stepped forward to pull Euron's hair.
Euron's face became cold and terrifying, and he struggled hard, but he was seriously injured and could not cause any trouble to the centaur at all.
"I give up, I say!" After being dragged to the side of the ship, Euron could no longer hold on and shouted.
"What do you mean by giving up? Kill him clean." Dany said lightly.
"I know how to enter Valyria!" Euron shouted hurriedly.
At this time, his neck was pressed against the side of the ship by Ago, and his head was sticking out of the sea ship. With a knife, his head would be cut off and blood would spray out, and it would never stain the deck.
"Kill or not?" Ago raised his scimitar high and asked back.
Dany was hesitant. To be honest, she really wanted to kill this bastard with a knife. After all, in "Game of Thrones", the real boss seemed to be him.
The White Walkers sound scary, and they appear to be very powerful, but they were killed instantly by Arya with one sword. Euron killed Daenerys's dragon and countless minions.
However, Dany also discovered that the real world is somewhat different from the TV series. The legend of the child of prophecy has been passed down for thousands of years, and almost all nations take it seriously. The long night does not seem to pass so easily.
In this way, the secret arts of Valyria are of great significance to her, far more than the Iron Throne.
"I can draw a sea map for you, and it is absolutely not fake!" Seeing Dany's hesitant look, Euron was really anxious: That woman is not threatening me, she really wants to kill me, but... why?
Could it be that the threat of the dragon's horn to her is far greater than he thought? Is the dragon's horn stronger than the mother of dragons?
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but regret: he should have stopped yesterday, and shouldn't have forced them to attack the mother of dragons in order to test the limit of the horn's control over dragons. "Okay." Dany waved her hand to Aggo, and said to the Crow's Eye: "Swear on the Drowned God, Greyjoy and your own future."
Euron immediately made a long and vicious oath, and then said: "Your Majesty, it's your turn."
"Me?" Dany was puzzled, "What's my turn?"
Euron stared at his one eye and said: "Swear!"
"Why?" After asking, she suddenly realized.
"Hey, as a queen, how can I break my promise?" She waved her hand and said with a smile: "Speak, don't waste time."
Damn queen, you don't even have a place to stay now, and you are still a queen.
But Euron didn't force it anymore. This world is not the modern earth society. The credit system has not collapsed. Even a mad king like Dany's cheap father has hardly ever broken his promise.
Well, crazy, but also mad in a dignified way.
"I have figured out two functions of the Dragon Horn. The first is like yesterday, at the cost of the soul of the horn blower, temporarily terrifying the souls of people nearby and making them unable to move. The second is to control the dragon.
To blow the horn, you need to draw a bird tattoo on the chest of the horn blower in advance, which seems to be a pterosaur.
I don't know if the pterosaur tattoo contains witchcraft. When blowing the horn, not only will the mouth and nose of the person burn and bleed, but even the eyes of the tattoo will bleed."
Dany really has no idea. Maybe the person blowing the horn is a black man from the Summer Islands, and the tattoo is not conspicuous.
"The principle of controlling dragons is very wonderful," Euron said with amazement and yearning, "You all saw it. The person blowing the horn was a slave, but I was the one controlling the dragon.
The horn seems to have a kind of magic that can automatically determine who is the real master. Or, it senses that my will is above the black slaves?
Maybe the dragon king of ancient Valyria deliberately made the horn like this.
Every time the horn is used, a person's life and soul must be sacrificed. Of course, they will not use it themselves."
Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment, and never thought that a horn could be so "magical". It was too unscientific.
After a moment of silence, Dany asked softly: "I saw that the person blowing the horn only lasted two minutes before he died. The time was too short, not enough for a battle?"
"That was the extreme state. Under normal circumstances, although people would be shocked by the sound of the horn, they would not move. The first time, the slave lasted for a full 8 minutes."
What is the difference between two minutes and eight minutes?
"Is it that the effect is worse the farther the distance?" Whitebeard glanced at the fat eunuch and asked.
Yesterday, the fat eunuch recovered earlier than him. The old man did not think that his will was weaker than that of an eunuch gladiator.
"Haha, isn't that obvious!" Euron smiled, "Otherwise, why would I use a trick to get the Serenity close to you?"
"How do I release the control over the dragons?" Dany said seriously, "Can you still control the green and white dragons now?"
Euron smiled strangely and sighed, "I must take the initiative to contact them. I thought they had returned to their original state before. As for releasing the control, you blow the horn once, or sacrifice a subordinate?
Well, it must be a loyal subordinate, otherwise the dragon will be controlled by him.
Also, this kind of control is best not too frequent.
I didn't lie to you before. The Dragon Horn was found in a large box. In addition to the horn, there was also a roll of parchment written in the ancient Valyrian language.
There are several taboos on it. In addition to the need to sacrifice the user's soul, if the dragon frequently changes its owner at the sound of the horn, it may collapse and die of madness."
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