"I once asked a doctor named Marwen from the Citadel about the secrets of the human body and the common language of Westeros."
Mili opened her mouth to explain why she appeared on this ship.
Then while he was talking, the conversation changed slightly, and the last sentence was spoken in the common language of Westeros.
The guard standing nearby listened to the two men chattering for a long time, and finally understood the words, but he still looked confused.
After Mirri said this, she said something else. This time, even Viserys couldn't understand it because she didn't speak Valyrian.
"We Lazarins have our own language."
This time, Mili's voice was uncharacteristically calm.
"We love singing, respect nature, and our tribe relies on herding for a living, so the god we believe in is the Supreme Shepherd."
"However, in Dothraki we are called 'Hesilach', which means 'goatmen'."
Mirri Maz Duur is a Lazarim, and the fate of the Lazarim is not very good. They are too far from happiness and too close to the Dothraki and Slaver's Bay.
The Dothraki often went south to destroy the Lazarim communities, taking away their cattle, sheep, and wives.
Most of the captured Lazarin men in their prime were sold to Meereen and other places to become slaves, while the useless old men were killed directly.
However, Viserys had no time to care about the tragic fate of the Lazarim. He was not a god and could not care about so many sufferings in the world. At the same time, he would not be led astray by the topic led by this woman.
"I see."
Viserys nodded and brought the topic back up.
"Then continue talking about the magic tide."
He paid more attention to what the woman said about the magic tide.
Mili sighed slightly when she saw that she failed to divert the boy's attention. If it were another child, maybe she would distract them by telling some interesting stories.
However, the boy in front of her was obviously not an ordinary person. Mili sorted out her words and spoke again.
"This lord."
"Magic has actually been interrupted several times in history, with apparently long gaps."
"And now a long time has passed since the last dragon disappeared."
"No one knows when magic will be revived again."
"Including wizards, moonsingers, and priests have all lost their power and become ordinary people."
"They linger and endure the humiliation, hoping that one day things will change."
"Is it?"
Listening to this woman's words, Viserys fell into silence.
Mirri couldn't help but roll her eyes when she saw Viserys's face, and spoke again.
"Of course, I actually have no ill intentions in approaching you intentionally."
"I'm just a little curious about why you can revive magic."
Viserys was interrupted from his thoughts by the woman's quibbling, his brows furrowed slightly, and then he raised his head.
He actually didn't care what this woman just wanted to do to him. Originally, Viserys wanted to cut off one of her hands as punishment because she was raising a baby, but he didn't expect that the other party would take the initiative to do it again.
Come up.
"I don't know what the laws of the Lazarin are like. You know, if you were in Westeros, I'm afraid you would only have death and..."
Viserys frowned but stopped mid-sentence, because women were not qualified to wear black clothes.
It would be a dead end for her in Westeros.
"According to the law, my lord, I actually didn't do anything."
When it came to the law, Mi Li suddenly stopped panicking.
"I trust you to administer justice. A bundle of rope and a dagger mean nothing."
Viserys raised his eyebrows slightly. What this woman said did make sense. After all, she was caught before she could do anything.
Even if it was a crime that had not been executed in her previous life, these seemingly important 'iron-conclusive evidences' were not enough to determine her guilt.
After all, if you think about it without committing a crime, if you can even commit a crime by fantasizing, there will be no one in this world.
"You are right indeed."
"But I don't need any reason to throw you into the sea to feed the fish."
Viserys crossed his arms on his chest and spoke calmly.
"Give me a reason for you to live."
And Miri saw the boy's calm and indifferent face and throat rolling slightly. It seemed that if she didn't say anything, she might really be thrown into the sea by Viserys to feed the fish.
"My lord, my lord... I find that you don't know much about magic. I wonder if you need a magic consultant."
"I can help you better master this power, and I will only get the rewards I deserve."
In order to survive, this woman came up with a bold idea.
However, Viserys glanced at her and realized that he really needed this woman's magical knowledge, and the other party understood his meaning easily.
In fact, although Viserys needed this woman's magical knowledge, it was also difficult for him to trust this cunning and strange woman by his side.
"Yes, Lady Mirri Maz Duur, but getting rewarded will depend on your performance."
Viserys said in a calm voice.
"But...I am a person who understands rewards and punishments."
"I tentatively believe that it's just an idea, and you haven't started committing crimes yet."
"But even a sinful idea needs to pay a corresponding price. Next, you will have to live with the shackles for a year."
Click——
As Viserys finished speaking, a soldier stepped forward and shackled the woman's hands and feet.
She will live in heavy chains for the next year, as Viserys punishes her.
But only in this way can Viserys feel free to take this mysterious woman who knows magic with him.
"Thank you for your forgiveness, sir."
Then the woman fell to her knees and thanked Viserys for not throwing her into the sea.
The boy with dyed blue hair reached out and took the initiative to pull up the shackled woman who was still sitting on the ground.
Then he asked another guard who had taken away Mili's child to come back and return the child to her.
The child was still crying non-stop, and the woman with messy hair, hands and feet in shackles hurriedly hugged her own flesh and blood.
Then he shook it gently a few times and hummed an unintelligible melody in his mouth.
Miraculously, the child soon calmed down in his mother's arms, neither crying nor fussing.
Looking at Viserys with a pair of big eyes, a smile appeared on his face.
The one who was dancing with his hands even wanted Viserys to hug him.