It is said that Dornish women are open-minded. Werther did not think there was anything special about Nymeria and Tyene before. It was not until Tyene bought a bare-butt statue today that he placed it at home, and Werther discovered that the two of them were hiding behind each other.
The dark side of the heart.
"Oh!"
"Hehe."
Women’s exclamations and chuckles kept coming.
Dozens of noble women gathered in the living room outside the castle bedroom. Nymeria and Tyene were standing in front of the statue, pointing at every part of the Werther statue and explaining it to them in detail.
The two slowly talked about Werther from top to bottom. Their man Werther was the best. These women had only heard of it before, but now they are even more envious after seeing the statue, but they can't touch it! Nymeria
Both of them looked very proud and proud.
"Not bad! Not bad!"
Renly was pushed to the door by the women and stood there, touching his chin with his hand, looking at the statue and talking to himself.
"What's good?" Werther, who was coming back from the blacksmith's shop to get something, happened to hear it.
Renly's hand touching his chin stretched out his finger and pointed at the center of the huddled group of women: "I mean the statue is well made, it looks a lot like you!"
"If you are blessed, you should share it. If you like it so much, I will buy one for you!" As soon as Werther finished speaking, the noble women who were watching the statue all turned around and looked over, constantly examining every inch of Werther's body. Werther now felt like wearing clothes.
It’s like I’m not wearing any clothes.
Bang! The bedroom door opened.
"Ah~~~Don't bite me!" Arya Stark rushed out from inside, and five little dragons crawled on her body and kept biting her.
"Sln!" Werther and Renly shouted at the dragon at the same time.
After hearing this, the five little dragons jumped down from Arya and crawled in front of the two of them. Their five little heads gathered together to look at Werther and Renly. They were quiet for less than five seconds and then continued to chase Arya. The little dragons couldn't understand the dragon language not long after they were hatched. They just instinctively sensed the familiar smell and powerful magic power of the two people.
It's hot in Tyrosh, and the little dragon's teeth are now like those of a kitten, transparent with a hint of white. It won't be a problem to bite through Arya's thin clothes. There are already teeth marks all over her body.
Fortunately, Arya's direwolf came in, grinned, and drove away the five dragons before saving her.
The Stark family's direwolf dared to chase a few dragons around before, but now it only dares to grin, because Oda Weiying is back and is sleeping in the square outside the castle.
Quili and Margaery also walked out of the bedroom with their children in their arms, followed by Loras Tyrell in armor.
Werther threw a healing spell on Arya, turned around and asked Quili: "What's wrong with Arya? How many dragons are biting her?"
Quili: "Alia was feeding meat to the little dragon, and then she used magic to hide the meat that was brought to the dragon's mouth."
"That's right!" Witte said to Alia again: "A dragon is different from other creatures. Once it identifies food, any creature that touches its food will be attacked, including the dragon's own brothers and sisters. You should be lucky that the little dragon doesn't know how to spray.
Fire, otherwise you will really die."
"So that's it. I thought they could be teased just like direwolves." The wounds on her body were healed and her clothes were bitten to pieces. Aria, a girl with a thin skin, quickly ran away after saying that.
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Margaery put Lionel in her arms on the ground. Lionel was almost one year old and could speak a few words and was learning to walk. After seeing Lionel, the little blue dragon Hairen jumped at him.
She ran up to him with her wings and pulled his trousers with her mouth.
The other four little dragons began to fight with each other again. The black Shurverkun climbed to the shoulder of the Quilby with the claws on the front of its wings. It stood on the shoulder of the Quiliz and looked down at Sauron in her arms, and then stretched out
Open your wings and roar to the dragon on the ground.
"Wow~~" It has a body like a big bat and a cry like a crow. What annoys Werther the most is it. It is so noisy that he can't sleep every morning.
Renly looked at the playful little dragons: "These are the dragons that were hatched together when the dragon knights were young. Their personalities began to show so early!"
"It's so annoying!" Werther reached out to grab the Quilizard's shoulder, pinched the little black dragon's neck with one hand, picked it up by its neck like a goose, and threw it into the bedroom.
Compared with the other little black dragon Chisha Zhiqiu Kegraven, the black dragon Shulvokun has the most energy and jumps up and down every day. It has fallen out of the window several times, but its skin is rough and its flesh is thick, strong and resistant to falling. After picking it up,
It still climbs on the windowsill and never tires of it.
Margaery smiled and joked: "It's too late for others to envy you, but you still complain!"
"You now have two dragons, one big and one small!" Werther then said to Renly and Loras: "But Storm's End needs to strengthen its defenses. Your two dragons are not big. Maybe someone will
Take advantage of them."
There are magic circles buried everywhere in Werther's castle, so you don't have to worry about keeping the little dragon. You don't have to worry about Audaweiying. It's the size of a castle, which makes people despair when looking at it. It can't be penetrated by a heavy scale crossbow, so it's not afraid.
If you want to poison it, you have to pour more than a dozen large jars of poison into its mouth.
Renly: "I have already negotiated with Loras. After returning this time, my bodyguard will be expanded to seven squads. Have you brought the other things I want?"
Werther took out two spools from his pocket and handed them to Renly: "Improved Valyrian steel wire. The outside of the wire is wrapped with salted sheep intestinal membrane. It is thinner and lighter than the one used in my castle."
, the effect is also better, I will change to this one in the future."
Although Valyrian steel is very light, the two spools given by Werther still have some weight. Renly weighed it in his hands and then brought it to his nose to smell: "Making sausages? No matter, as long as it is easy to use, but this
It seems a little bit not enough, where are the drawings?"
Wirth: "I have prepared a lot of spools for you. They are all placed in the box in the study. There are also drawings of the 'Werther's Eye' and many defensive magic circles. Those steel wires are enough for you to complete all the defensive magic circles of Storm's End Castle."
Finished laying."
Renly patted Werther's arm, and there was no need for any words of thanks between the two.
"I haven't finished what I just said, Renly, I'll give you a statue, do you want it?"
Werther gritted his teeth and said. After thinking about it, he didn't expose his body, so it must be Renly's doing. The fact that the statue character is Werther has already spread around the world, and Werther knew that he couldn't lose this name, even if he
Denied it, people nodded and then smiled knowingly.
"No need." Margaery bent down to help her son learn to walk, and looked up at Werther: "Nymeria has already ordered one of the same size for me."
"Then you have to take good care of the statue!" Werther glared at Renly and walked away, finding Robb Stark who was sitting aside and playing with his fingers boredly.
"Robb, I have all the things you want. Follow me to the study to get them later!"
"Mr. Witte, does this thing consume a lot of magic power when used?" Robb was a little unsure.
The blueprints for "Witt's Eye" and the magic circle, as well as the Valyrian steel wires, were given to Lan. There were a lot of Valyrian steel wires to make, so Wirt drew them again based on the principle of not working in vain.
Several copies, ready to be sold to Robb Stark so that he can get one in Winterfell.
Witte raised his finger: "Don't look at the size of the eyeball on the top of Tyrosh Castle. Ashara and Tyene can use it. It's no problem for you. I'll let you try it out later! And I listen to the north.
The magician who came here said that your two brothers also have magic power. When you are not in Winterfell, you can ask the wizard to advise you, or they can do both."
"Okay, but Valyrian steel is too expensive, and the money I brought this time may not be enough!" Robb is also responsible for purchasing for the North, and he doesn't dare to spend unplanned money.
"You are one of my three apprentices, so you take this relevant thing first. After it is completed, your father says it is useful and then let him pay for it!" Witte patted his chest and promised that the price would be fair.
This is not a small amount, Robb nodded excitedly.
Robb's young wife Saran Farman also came over, and Werther noticed her body. Before, she was just a girl with a pretty face, but today she saw that her top was slightly bulging, and she was gradually taking on the appearance of a woman.
"Lord Werther, this, this was given to me by Lady Nymeria." Saran handed the thing hidden behind her back to Werther, which was another small statue of Werther. She was a little embarrassed to speak.
But Werther understood what she meant. This thing is considered offensive in the conservative north. If you take it back, you will definitely be criticized. Werther looked at the woman again. It seemed that everyone had one in their hands. Namei
Leah is so generous.
"This is Tyrosh's artwork. Since it is a gift from Lady Nymeria, you should accept it. Duke Werther is not only good at magic, he is also a pioneer in the art world in Tyrosh. With his reputation, no one will gossip about it.
"Robb said, reaching out and touching Saran's golden hair.
Pioneer in the art world! Now Werther didn't know how to answer the question. He could only keep a smile on his face and raised his hand to Saran, signaling her to put the gift away.
The mages came to Tyrosi for further studies and were about to leave, and Witte began to sell hard.
A Valyrian steel sword costs hundreds of thousands of gold dragons, which includes both raw materials and labor costs for making the weapon. This kind of wire is sold by weight, which is thirty thousand gold dragons per pound.
In the end, in addition to the confirmed Storm's End, the Citadel and the magic school in King's Landing each bought one copy. Margaery bought one on behalf of Highgarden. The Tyrell family hired several magicians as consultants. There is no problem in using it.
Soros and Qyburn also have part-time jobs in the Red Keep. After releasing the messenger crow and asking Robert, the royal family also bought one and planned to install it on the tallest tower of the Red Keep. The money is owed first.
In addition, many nobles whose families employed magicians were also interested in purchasing. Due to insufficient Valyrian steel production, Werther asked them to come back in the second half of the year.
Witte strictly controls the output of Valyrian steel. This thing is a means of supporting the economy at any time. The output will definitely increase in the future, but it is a fortune to make a fortune at a high price now.
There is no such thing as a banquet that lasts forever. Within a few days after Werther's banquet, nobles from all over the country began to make purchases in Tyrosh. The return ship must not be empty. If you are well prepared, you can make a lot of money.
In addition to the purchase of some rare objects and luxury goods, a large number of commercial orders have also been confirmed. Some are purchasing Tyrosi products, while others are purchasing Tyrosi products, or business transactions between nobles. The status of Tyrosi as a trading center
It has been deeply imprinted in their hearts.
The war in Dorne is over. The fleet from the Citadel set sail together with the nobles from the south of Dorne. Renly returned to Storm's End, Robb returned to the north, and the magicians who returned to King's Landing headed north together. Heading to Lys in the east
Nobles and Volantis nobles travel together.
In the huge port of Tyrosh, all the nobles from the Stepped Islands came to see him off. As the sailing ships set sail one after another, the lively port gradually became deserted.
"Renly, why aren't you leaving yet?" Werther, who had just sent away the magician from the academy, walked back to the harbor square and saw Renly still here alone.
"I'll be waiting!" Renly didn't wear his usual noble robes, but instead wore an antler-green armor inherited from the Baratheon family.
"Are you going to kill someone?" Werther looked at his outfit and the Valyrian steel sword Stormstorm hanging on his waist. This sword was enchanted with lightning damage and was much easier to use than a wand, so he was completely knowledgeable.
Even Renly, who has knowledge of wandmaking, did not forge his own wand.
Renly took off the Valyrian steel pocket watch from the lock on the breastplate: "It's almost time."
Seeing that the crowd of onlookers in the square had almost gathered, Renly fastened his pocket watch on his armor again, walked to the shore, took a deep breath and shouted to the sky: "Pyt~Vah~Aaz~!"
In the noisy port with people coming and going, no matter how loud the roar was, it couldn't carry it very far, but Renly's roar spread throughout the entire Tyrosh Island.
"Dragon language magic! The voice doesn't sound like Werther!" On the ninth floor of the Dragon Cult headquarters, Archbishop Dofas felt the fluctuation of magic power and hurried to the window to look at the sky.
"It's about calling the dragon!" Dragon Priest Nesiso Visama, who was also looking at the sky and was more proficient in dragon roars, stood beside him and said.
A dragon with red and yellow spots on a white background flew from the direction of Tyroshi Castle. Only then did people notice that this little dragon, which had been flying over Tyroshi City for more than half a year, had grown into a giant nearly ten meters long without knowing it.
Beast.
People often ignore the growth of the people around them. Only by paying special attention or not seeing each other for a period of time can they discover the physical abnormalities of the other person.
The dragon's body is not a solid pile of meat like cattle and sheep. The iron-containing hollow bones are very strong and the body is covered with air sacs. A whale of the same size is many times heavier than a giant dragon. The long and thin neck and tail account for a large part of the body length.
For the most part, the huge membrane wings spread out, making them look even bigger.
Under Veidt's formal dragon-raising methods, Petwaha grew up very healthily, and was much larger than the dragons raised by the Targaryen family at the same age.
When it flew closer and observed it carefully, people found that the red and yellow spots on its body when it was a child had merged into vertical stripes. Its belly was pure white, its head and wings were red, and its neck, body and tail were all red.
One yellow and one stripe.
A large number of ships had just set sail, and many positions in the port were vacant. Petwaha swooped down from the sky and flew low over the sea and passed the port.
"Haha, I'm leaving!"
After Renly finished speaking, he was like Werther. The dragon didn't need to land. When it flew past him, he used his mage's hand to grab the dragon's body and pull himself up, landing firmly on the dragon's back.
"Show off!" Werther scolded.
Witte observed that Petwaha flapped his wings very hard. The dragon was not big. It would have been fine if Renly didn't wear armor. But now that the weight of his armor was added to the dragon's back, he would not be able to fly very far.
The sky caught up with Margaery and their sailboat.
"Balon, lead the team back to the castle! Send a message to all Tyrosh officials to hold a meeting!"
Werther has to deal with Tyrosh's affairs first, and feels that things will never be finished.
At the same time.
In the pear orchard on the outskirts of Tyrosi, two gray-faced farmers put down their buckets, covered the sun with their hands and looked up at the sky.
"The second dragon knight of the Baratheon family has flown into the sky. We don't have much time! We must inform the master quickly!"
"As long as you are anxious, what I don't lack most is time!"