Chapter 305 is close at hand
Laresa stared at the glass candle for a long time, looking for something through the pale and weak flame, pictures, prophecies, revelations, etc., but found nothing.
Opening Dr. Marwin's drawer, the iron box of sour grass leaves that should have been lying safely inside was gone. The doctor hated procrastination, but whenever he made up his mind, he would act immediately, just like he said:
"The truth is there, and the road is at your feet, so don't leave quickly."
It's a pity that although Laresa learned a lot, he didn't care about many fields involved.
Except dragons, and magic. Laresa continued to focus on the burning glass candle, trying to find out something.
"Put my books in order. I, oh no, you still need a lot of documents. They are hidden in some secret places and corners of the city library. If you want to do research or help me improve my thesis, It doesn't matter to me if you become the first author, the 'Magician' is already famous enough and excellent enough, and does not need the certification of the gray sheep." Dr. Marwin babbled in front of him before leaving, chewing in his mouth. Sour grass leaves overflowing with red secretion.
Marvin paused and reminded Laresa: "Sphinx, don't reveal your thoughts in front of the maester, don't say anything about dragons or prophecies, otherwise someone might poison the porridge you drink at night. These bachelors with some medical skills are very bad. Don't think that having a doctor's hat will make them a just heavenly father and a merciful mother. Just tell them that you want to wear a necklace and serve some important person in Dorne. , or other places, the valley is more popular now, tell them that obedience is the noblest virtue and loyalty is the greatest glory"
Laresa advised: "Maybe it would be better to go to the Eastern Continent, where the Dragon Queen Daenerys is."
"The Children of the Forest and the Scarlet Witch, as well as the 40,000 cavalrymen in the Vale and the 60,000 troops in the Riverlands have chosen the right person. Attis Arryn is the Children of the Forest and the inheritor of the oath of mankind, the guardian of the two realms, and the It’s the hand of the king. What’s even more shocking is that I heard that he also collected a dragon egg.”
Marwin didn't look like a doctor at this time, but like a street gangster in the old town. He raised his fist as big as a hammer and said, "I don't want to miss it. With my experience in traveling in the Eastern Continent, my choice is always the right one."< br>
"Is the renaissance of magic you hope for really possible?" Laresa asked.
Marwin showed his red mottled teeth, "Look at this burning candle."
Laresa looked at the tall black candle in the center of the room, its flame too bright.
"What else can I deny?" Marwyn took off a faded leather cloak from the wooden latch beside the door and tied it tightly around him. "Even if what I firmly believe is not true, in the world of life, who can be like this mist?" Like the diffuse river of mead, backed by the sea, flowing forever. ”
He opened the door and breathed out, "Humans, you have to go crazy once because of what you want in your heart."
"You have already gone crazy once." Laresa reminded kindly. He hoped that the doctor would not forget his history of risking war, plague, and the curse of Valyria to rush to the Eastern Continent.
"Yes," Marwin grinned, "I am an exception, I can go crazy twice."
Marwen stood in the empty Hundred Furnaces Hall. He did not choose to take his seat in time, but looked at Attis Arryn from top to bottom with a smile.
The red-robed monk Ma Qiluo has a similar body shape to him, except that his skin is black and white, and his teeth are white and red. One is wrapped in red robes, and the other is wrapped in brown clothes, making them easy to identify. He stood next to the red-robed woman Melisandre, his eyes turning a blind eye.
Melisandre's red eyes looked at Marwen the same way Marwen looked at Attis. She walked over and asked before the Duke: "I thought there were no people in Westeros who believed in magic."
Marwen chuckled and said: "What's hard to say is that we Westeros people are just accustomed to ignoring. Even if the most obvious facts are right in front of us, we would rather choose to ignore them and stick to our own lives."
Artis did not feel rude and participated in the discussion with interest: "This means that change will be difficult."
Marwen bowed respectfully: "As expected of the eagle of the valley. Different from my impression of the past situation where the youngest son of the ruler of the Eagle's Nest City kept his business, you have surpassed the height of the Arryn family in the past, above the Giant's Spear Peak. , not only sits on the second of the Seven Kingdoms, but also serves as the Warden of the East and the Governor of the Trident. Now he is also the Hand of the King. He has been married to your father, Lord Jon Arryn, twice. It is really a wonderful story. I can’t even imagine what will happen in the future. How the maester will write about the legendary story of Jon Attis and his son Arryn."
Attis wanted to show off the etiquette of a noble and make a humble tone, but the moment he opened his mouth slightly, he didn't expect that the words could not be refuted. What Maester Marwin said was true. How should he be humble?
So I happily accepted it and coughed slightly. Fortunately, the roar of the blue dragon outside Bailu Hall attracted everyone's attention. The dragon jumped from an unknown place to the closed window of Bailu Hall, flapped its wings, and jumped to the roof.
Marwen opened his mouth and watched the dragon flash past, his eyes suddenly becoming more obsessed.
"It, it's beautiful," Marwen swallowed, his tongue a little tangled, but his expression remained calm, "Aren't you worried about it flying out of the castle, even if Harrenhal is big enough."
Melisandre answered his question: "Harrenhal is a natural dragon's lair, just like Dragonstone Island where countless dragon crystals are buried. Moreover, it is very young and cannot fly far."
"A miracle," murmured Marwyn, "I heard that the Dragon Queen of Meereen had three dragons, and that there are dragons here at Harrenhal."
"Ahem!" He coughed twice, "Although I have heard many rumors about the Harrenhal dragon in the nearby fishing village, I didn't expect it to be true."
"Of course it is true," the green man bachelor "Red Vine" ran over, and the typical physical signs of the children of the forest suddenly appeared in Marvin's sight, "Lord Attis deserves a dragon. It is not what it used to be. The North The threat is too great.”
Marwen laughed loudly and looked at the Child of the Forest as if he were admiring a rare treasure. "It seems that the portrait that is widely circulated in Old Town is of you."
"What?" Hong Man was a little confused and looked at Marwin who looked like a wine barrel with wide eyes.
"Dragon lair, dragon egg, heart tree, the magic of the old god and the red god." Marwin clapped his fingers as if counting treasures, "Haha, I guess what else the Duke is missing."
Artis smiled and said, "Dr. Marwin, what did you guess?"
"Dragon blood," Marwyn clenched his left hand into a fist, "The Arryn family does not have the blood of the Valyrian dragon king like the Targaryens."
"I cannot change the bloodline of my ancestors. I am an orthodox eagle, living in mountains and valleys, but I am not a dragon. I cannot control dragons like Targaryen."
"Before they discovered the magic of controlling dragons," Marwyn said, "the Valyrians were just a group of ordinary herders, driving cattle and sheep, riding horses, no more civilized than the Dothraki."
Attis remained unmoved: "Really? Even this is a rumor thousands of years ago. Whether it is true or not cannot be verified."
"But they were lucky," Marwyn said with a smile, "to have encountered docile and greedy dragons, rather than the bloodthirsty and cruel dragons like some of the mountain people in the Shadowlands of Asshai." Stroll also has a precedent. No one knows the origin of Nettle, but she can tame the sheep thief. According to my observation, she may not have Valyrian blood.”
"You mean"
"I will teach you," Marwin said with a proud smile. "Knowledge about dragons is very rare. The city hides it very well. The descendants of the dragon servants in Summer Hall only have vague memories, but Asshai in the Shadow Land, There is also the distant Yi Di, this kind of knowledge is also hidden, not many people remember it, and not many people take it seriously.”
"Fortunately," Marwin breathed out, "all this knowledge has been collected by the pioneers, and we try to retain as much as possible"
"Pioneers?" Attis suppressed his inner joy, "If there are such pioneers, does Dr. Marwin know where they are."
"Far away in the abode of the Seven Gods, close." Marwin smiled and said: "In front of your eyes."
(End of chapter)