Game of Thrones: Battle Royale Game

"But even so," Lysix didn't know Ian well, so he rigorously did not comment on Fermor's sky-high comments for the time being. He just asked, "He is an Andal after all. All of his talents and abilities will be used to fight for the iron chair in Westeros, rather than reviving our empire of Gith. Or did he promise you something?"

Fermor whispered a few words into Lexix's ear.

"Really?" Lexix's eyes suddenly widened, "Is this credible? How can you guarantee that he didn't intend to defraud our army and then leave?"

"I wasn't sure at first, I was just betting, but now I'm sure," Fermor said with a smile, "Earl Darry removed crops on the east bank of the Worm River that were about to mature and whose land was not suitable for growing wheat. They all gave up and planted wheat instead, do you know what this means?"

"It's a strange decision. No matter how much food he hoards in Slaver's Bay, he can't bring it back to Westeros." Lexix frowned, but he soon figured out the key point, "Unless He wants to use troops against Meereen! Meereen is our largest food supplier, and Meereen’s walls are tall and strong. If we want to conquer Meereen without losing our food source, we must be self-sufficient.”

Fermor smiled and said, "Look, the miracle is about to begin." He did not continue the topic and pointed to the cauldron on the beach.

At this time, Ian had already brought his black dragon to the pot, and four Dothraki horses were tied to the sink next to the cauldron.

"Are you the elected representatives?" Ian looked at the twenty centaurs in front of him and asked.

The young translator Missandei then translated Ian's words into Dothraki.

"Yes, sir." The NPC Blood Guard Quigo replied. He was also one of the twenty representatives of the centaur slaves.

Ian mixed him into this group of centaur slaves in advance, and ordered the guards to deliberately provide Quigo with opportunities to fight with other Dothraki. After three battles, the bloodrider Quigo has now become this group of slaves. The most prestigious horse person among them.

With his active and active cooperation, Ian could successfully perform this miracle.

"Very good," Ian nodded, "Did you see the pots over there? Twenty of you went over and picked up those pots, went to the beach to fill the pot with poisonous water, and then filled the pot."

"It is impossible to drink poisonous water, my lord." A Dothraki representative said quickly after listening to Missandei's translation, "You cannot drink it even if it is boiled!"

"The reason why poisonous water is poisonous water is because horses can't drink it, and humans can't drink it either." Bloodrider Quigo quickly said his line, "Poisonous water is an unknown thing, and I would rather die than Will touch it!"

"Poisonous water is something ominous, everyone knows it." The other centaur representatives saw the boss speaking and agreed.

'Everyone knows' is a Dothraki idiom.

Subsequently, the news that Ian wanted the centaurs to go into the sea to contain poisonous water quickly spread to all the Dothraki slaves behind the representatives, and the centaurs began to become uneasy.

If it weren't for the numerous spears of the Unsullied outside, I'm afraid they would have fallen into a riot at any time.

"Poisonous water is an unknown thing, of course I know it." Ian nodded and admitted.

After Missandei translated loudly, the centaur slaves suddenly became more restless.

"But today, I asked you to come here just to let you witness this miracle with your own eyes," Ian paused, then raised his voice and said, "I will purify the poisonous water!"

"What does purifying poison water mean?" Quigo asked cooperatively.

“I’ll make the horses drink them.”

"Impossible! You can force people, but you can't force horses! Even if you threaten them in every possible way, even if you press the horses' heads into the poisonous water, they won't drink it!" Quigo continued to cooperate, bringing many people with him at the same time. Classic Slark body movements.

"Yes! Everyone knows that horses don't drink poisonous water!"

"Everyone knows!" The Dothraki were noisy.

"You don't believe me, yes, of course you won't believe it, because you are a group of cowards, a group of losers, a group of trash who don't even dare to touch a horse anymore!" Ian laughed.

The centaur slaves were instantly angered, but they could not attack because everything Ian said was true.

For the Dothraki, horses are souls, horses are life, and horses are everything. Even in their customs, everything about Kaa, including his wife, can be shared with the bloodriders. Only horses belong only to Kaa himself. .

Being deprived of the right to ride is a pain that touches the Dothraki's soul, a shame they cannot face.

And this shame was peeled off again by Ian alive at this moment.

"You can kill me, but you can't humiliate me!" Quigo took a step forward angrily, but was forced back by the spears of the four Unsullied behind Ian.

"I don't want to kill useless people who can't ride horses." Ian glanced at Quego, feeling glad that this was a system NPC, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to find a centaur to cooperate with him in playing such a humiliating double act, "But I I can give you the power to ride horses again!”

"Riding will bring a curse, preventing us from entering the kingdom of night." Quigo seemed a little moved, but still gritted his teeth and said.

"I said I would purify the poisonous water and let the horses drink it. At the same time, I can also purify the curse on you and let you regain the right to ride horses!" Ian looked at Quigo, "I want to bet on this A handful? You won’t get a second chance.”

"As long as I can ride a horse again, I will give it my all!" Quego yelled at the representatives of the centaur slaves behind him, then stepped forward to pick up a wooden basin and began to walk towards the seaside.

Under his leadership, the centaurs began to move one after another. In the end, all twenty representatives took action, went to the beach to fetch water, and filled the big pot next to Ian.

Then they all looked at Ian, and Ian immediately ordered his men to cover the lid of the cauldron.

"Now," Ian opened his arms toward the cauldron, "let the holy fire purify all curses! Dracarys!"

Upon hearing Ian's order, the black dragon Ion immediately sprayed a burst of dragon flame onto the firewood at the bottom of the pot, causing it to burst into flames.

"The windmill will not turn in the east, but it will turn in the west. Holy fire! Purify the curse of poisonous water!" Ian cast a spell loudly, waiting for the passage of time.

Finally, the seawater in the pot began to boil, and the evaporated water vapor entered the copper pipe along the connection port on the lid, and then condensed back into water and flowed into the manger next to it. Because Celia designed the copper pipe to be long enough, the distilled water flowing into the manger has basically cooled down.

Gradually, the poisonous water in the pot basically bottomed out, and the sink was half full.

"Now, choose four of you to lead the four horses and take them to the water tank to drink water." Ian then ordered.

"Is this poisonous water?" Quigo asked in confusion. He was really confused.

"You saw it with your own eyes." Ian smiled, "The power of the holy fire makes the poisonous water flow up and purifies it."

The centaurs representatives looked at the bottomed cauldron in front of them, and then at the copper pipe connected to the cauldron that had been flowing out of water just now. They nodded to each other and accepted this explanation.

"So?" Ian looked at everyone and made a gesture of invitation.

"Then let me try!" Quigo said no more and led a brown horse directly to the water tank.

All the Dothraki commented on this scene with bated breath.

Then, the horse put his mouth into the trough and drank actively.

Quigo took two steps back in disbelief, then quickly rushed to the sink, and buried his head to take a taste.

"It's not poisonous!" Quigo shouted excitedly, "The poisonous water has been purified! The curse has been purified!"

While shouting, Quego turned over and mounted the war horse he was holding, and accelerated towards the centaur slaves who were watching not far away. He rode in front of them, passed through everyone, and then again He turned his horse's head and ran towards Ian.

After arriving at Ian's side, Quego turned over and dismounted, half-kneeling on the ground: "My blood, you purified my curse, and you gave me the opportunity to ride a horse again. I will fight for you until the end." Death or death!"

Then, bursts of cheers sounded among the centaurs behind him.

"A miracle! A miracle!"