Chapter 110 What a beautiful priestess

Author: Kel'Thuzad's Cat

Chapter 110 What a beautiful priestess

The auction will be held soon.

Lannar complained loudly as she helped Rhaenyra prepare her luggage.

"Why don't you call me for traveling around the world?"

"It's such a pity that I can't go even though there is such a thing!"

She had long wanted to travel far and wide with Rhaenyra, but unfortunately Rhaenyra was busy with government affairs and could not spare the time.

A grand event like Tyroshi's auction was like a cat's claws tickling her adventurous heart.

"There's nothing we can do about it," Rhaenyra said,

"Vhagar is too big and his whereabouts will be exposed."

"The Velaryon family will not allow you to take risks. The Third Daughter Kingdom regards you as a thorn in their side. Once they see you showing up..."

"Besides, Dragonstone and King's Landing also need you to look after me."

Rhaenyra's reasons convinced Lannar, "Well, it's just for your sake."

"Pay attention to your own safety" Lanner looked at the two giant dragons taking off and said silently in her heart...

The dragon knight sitting on the dragon's back didn't communicate much. The airflow caused by flying at full strength made people speechless.

I can only shout from the dragon's back.

However, when Rhaenyra and Daemon stepped out of the waters of Westeros, she felt a huge change.

"After leaving Westeros, the magic factor began to become chaotic, and after absorbing it, my heart was filled with negative emotions..."

No wonder Yashai in the Far East is like hell, filled with all kinds of monsters and monsters, and the spellcasters are also ghastly and terrifying.

The Heart Tree, the Weirwood, the True God... are purifying the magic of Westeros.

The greenseers of Westeros also benefited from the pure magic.

But the mages dare not come to Westeros.

Because...the power of the old gods is undeniably powerful.

Not to mention the remaining power of the Mother Tree that once held up the world, there are two old gods in the sea near Westeros.

The Drowned God, and the Storm God.

The unprecedented storm that destroyed the remaining Targaryen fleet when Daenerys was born in "Stormborn" was the work of the Storm God.

That storm was just a boost to Zhuan Wei's upcoming drama of "Saving the World."

After all the dragons died, the world's winters became longer and its summers became shorter.

The Mother Tree needs the dragons to provide strength to Zhuan in the dream to withstand the severe cold in the far north.

This is also the reason why the royal family can integrate into the seven kingdoms of the Andals and give birth to dragon spirits from dreams.

The dragon is related to the long night. After all the dragons disappear from the world, the night that lasts for several generations will finally come.

The power of the gods also began to fade.

It was the Drowned God who drowned Stannis' parents and his jester "Patchface". Melisandre, the witch of the red god R'hllor, also began to appear on the stage.

Only the poor "Seven Gods" who have not yet completed their conception can only sit back and watch like seven logs being burned by R'hllor's followers.

Rhaenyra silently lit the lamp for the Seven Gods in her heart.

"Hey!" Prince Daemon on the back of the dragon Corak signaled to Rhaenyra, who was in a daze.

Tyrosh, one of the trading city-states, is not far away!

The two landed on a small forest island some distance away from the city-state.

Rhaenyra and Daemon put on their weapons and changed their outfits.

"How many attendants are needed?" Daemon asked.

Rhaenyra shook her head, "Go to Tyrosh first to exchange for the golden dragon, and then just the two of us will go in together."

Although attendants and servants are excellent disguises, they are easy to leave behind.

The two of them hurried on in silence, changing to a merchant ship during the process.

When approaching the main city of Tyrosh, the two disappeared for a while, and when they came out again, their clothes had changed again.

Tyrosh is an extremely noisy city that was once on the verge of war with Myr and other city-states.

"They are gorgeous and greedy." A Dornish merchant once introduced Tyrosh to Rhaenyra.

Walking on the streets of Tyrosh, the first thing you see are the temples and palaces of different gods.

Mercenaries, slaves and lust gardens are also very common here. As long as they can afford the price, the Tyroshi people can provide corresponding services.

The pedestrians looked at Rhaenyra in fear, "Witch!"

"It's interesting." Daemon Targaryen said softly,

It's as noisy as a wet market, what's the point?

"Although their accents are very vulgar, occasionally a few high-status female aristocrats have particularly beautiful voices."

"We're here." Damon ducked into a deserted tavern and walked out soon after.

"That's it."

This was the reason why we brought Daemon with us. He had traveled in trading city-states and had many underground connections.

"Our Westeros golden dragons have all been exchanged for the currency of the trading city-state."

"There's good news, and there's bad news."

"What bad news?"

"Without an invitation letter, you cannot enter the auction."

…

Daemon Targaryen did not continue to lie, "The good news is that the Tyrosh are known throughout the world for their greed."

They have a famous saying, how can a candidate who can't even bribe votes be worthy of ruling their city?

Damon took out two invitations and said, "It's easy."

"This group of people who dye their hair into colorful colors can sell anything as long as they have money."

This rule applies to any trading city-state.

"Like us in Westeros, knights value honor!"

Don't worry, you have never seen the collapse of etiquette and music during the Seven Kingdoms Rebellion.

…The two continued to the center of the city.

Suddenly, Rhaenyra's eyes glanced at the caravan approaching from a distance.

That's a bunch of free folk from Westeros!

But at this time, they were shackled and walking listlessly like zombies.

Passers-by stared intently, obviously this procession was not unusual for them.

"Tyroshi's slave-catching parties sometimes sailed across the Narrow Sea and the Wall to the north, looking for wild people to enslave."

"I want to buy them." Rhaenyra's muffled voice came from under the mask.

"What's the use of buying them? There aren't enough servants in the Red Keep?" Damon wondered.

The wildlings were also believers of the old gods and might be able to find a way for her to increase her power. Rhaenyra thought of the clan statues in Whispering Keep.

When Rhaenyra didn't answer, Daemon could only accept his fate and ran to the slave master.

"Hey, Tyroshi merchant over there, my mistress wants to buy these tattered savages."

The slave trader who was joking with his companions was not angry when he heard this. Instead, he ran to Damon with a silly smile on his face.

"You want all these savages?"

As long as you have money, it doesn't matter if you have a bad attitude. The Tyroshi people were happy.

Moreover, this knight doesn't look easy to mess with.

At this time, Damon's figure was wrapped in elite armor, and his true appearance could not be seen clearly. He looked like a loyal and reliable family knight.

"Of course." It was Rhaenyra who was behind Damon who said this.

"I want all the old, weak, women, children, and these people."

God of three songs, what a beautiful witch!

Rhaenyra's face was covered with a vague and invisible black veil, and her graceful figure was covered by a black mage robe.

However, her silver-dyed hair and purple eyes revealed her identity.

Some lustful eyes stopped abruptly when they came into contact with the staff she was holding: it was also wrapped in black gauze, but raging magic power surged on the staff, shocking passers-by.

He doesn't look like someone you can mess with!

"The noble blood descendant of the Dragon King, the priestess!"

The slave owner bowed his head in greeting.

Because of the auction, many mages and witches have appeared in Tyrosh recently, but the background of the one in front of him still surprised him.

A member of Valyria's ancient remnant family, a person who is easily invisible and inherits the legacy?
Chapter completed!