Chapter 308 Prophecy and Ritual
Myrcella carefully threw the mutton at the dragon's feet. She held her chin in her hands and looked wary as she watched the dragon feast on the lamb.
"It is very docile," Attis stood behind her, knelt down, hugged Myrcella, and pressed his face against her cold cheek, "as long as it eats and drinks enough."
"It?" Myrcella observed carefully, "I thought a dragon could tell the difference between male and female."
Attis didn't know much about dragons. Although he had read through the books about dragons in the Eagle's Nest City, unfortunately there were too many opinions, many of which were rumors. Later, he asked Kemen about dragon knowledge. The reporter also expressed helplessness about this. After all, he did not have the mystical Valyrian necklace certified by the city.
Tyrion was the person he knew who was most interested in dragons, but they had never discussed it. Moreover, Tyrion was heading west from the Lion's Gate in King's Landing with the Kingslayer who was supposed to serve on the Wall. Rushing to Casterly Rock City, after Casterly Rock claimed to accept the oath of allegiance from the Lords of the West, he insisted on delivering Jaime to the Great Wall himself.
He is very clear about the situation Tyrion may encounter in the West, but Attis does not intend to provide more help. Kevan Lannister and Jaime Lannister have clear attitudes. Obviously people who understand current affairs will not Choosing to do so during Arryn's reign was contrary to King's Landing's appointment.
"Perhaps those who can lay dragon eggs are female dragons, and those who cannot lay dragon eggs are male dragons." After thinking about it for a moment, Attis replied.
"A very accurate judgment, Mr. Prime Minister," Dr. Marwin walked over from the side of the dragon, his eyes always stayed on the dragon, and he reluctantly moved his eyes away until he bowed to the Duke and looked at the Duke with a smile, "But I In comparison, I am more willing to believe what Brother Bath said.”
"What's the explanation?" Myrcella was obviously more interested and asked directly.
Marwin rubbed his hands and said, "As you wish, Your Highness, Princess." He walked up to the blue dragon and picked off the dragon scales on its head. Attis noticed that Marwen's palms were dull gray, just like the neck. The bubbling and wrinkled mud felt no pain when scraped by the hard scales, and the surface of the skin was unscathed.
"Brother Bass believes that dragons have no gender. As for whether they lay eggs to judge whether they are male or female, it is indeed a convenient method, but it only goes so far. Just like my dear colleagues in the city, those gray sheep I insist on dividing Dorne's winged insects into winged and wingless ones to distinguish the latest discovery. Whoa, I didn't expect that the maester who made such a conclusion just happened to see a group of winged winged insects in a cave in Dorne. Jumping to conclusions, but not knowing that the reason why these bugs are like this is just because of the cruelty of a Dornish child. After hearing about this wonderful experience of this colleague, I could only write to him to tell him that this discovery is the greatest discovery in the past hundred years. .”
Marwyn spoke sarcastically of the absurdity of his fellow students in the city, and coughed slightly when he saw Myrcella's eyes full of curiosity, "The gender of a dragon is not fluid, nor is it a common term for two genders. It has no gender. , as for whether it can lay dragon eggs, I prefer to call it just...well, according to the wishes of the dragon."
"The Dragon's Will?"
"Yes, well..." Dr. Marwin glanced at the blue dragon again, "Brother Bass wrote down his research process in detail in the book, comparing many dragons, combined with some careless Targaryen royal family left behind Notes, including the diary records of those dragon servants who have been with dragons for longer, whether a dragon lays eggs will depend on many conditions, known conditions... The first is of course the dragon's character, ahem, some dragons are aloof, and it will appear at any time None of them will lay dragon eggs. Some dragons are eager to ride. If there is no owner, it will most likely not lay dragon eggs... If this sounds strange, that's right. Dragons are probably the most powerful ones in the world. Being close to God cannot be compared with human habits and tendencies, but dragon knights are different. They can indeed affect the dragon himself. ”
"There are also companions. There are many conditions for dragon eggs to hatch. If there is only one dragon alone, it will most likely not be willing to lay dragon eggs because there are no other dragons to help it hatch..."
"It sounds more and more like a strange story." Attis regretted it as soon as he said it. How many strange spirits have appeared around him. Perhaps under the planning of the bard, he was afraid that he would become a victor. Stroh's biggest weirdo.
"We need to change our thinking," Marwin said, with a meaningful look in his eyes. "This dragon egg was found in a cave in the Mingyue Mountains. I'm afraid it was most likely born by a sheep thief riding Ricinus. This dragon is in the blood. During the Dragon Dance period, it was often regarded as a male dragon, but there is no basis for it. ”
Just as she was talking, the red-robed woman came to the godswood, leaned against the fence built by the gardener from King's Landing, and listened thoughtfully to Marwen's narration.
The weather is getting colder and winter has arrived. Melisandre is like a natural source of heat when she is close to her. It seems as if she is standing there, and the will of the Lord of Light is manifesting there, walking on behalf of God.
"What do you need me for?" Melisandre bowed to Attis and Myrcella first, and then asked Marwen.
Marwin pressed the tip of his nose until it was red from rubbing, "The time is not ripe..." His long cuffs seemed to have magic in them, and anything could be put in them. Marwin took them out, and found a stick that was completely black. The night's long candle display shows people.
Anyone who knows a little bit about the bachelor can tell the clues to this thing in one word.
Myrcella exclaimed in a low voice: "Glass candle?"
Attis stepped forward, carefully examined the glass candle that Marwin took out from his sleeve, and paced: "I don't remember that there are only four glass candles in the city, all from Valyria, one green and three black. , could this..."
"The Prime Minister is right," Marwyn pushed the bridge of his nose, as if he had worn Mill glasses before. "Rather than let it burn to ashes in the school city, it is better to come here and shine... Of course, This is just a section, the rest..." He waved to Simon, the steward, who pulled the black cloth on his hand, and a longer candle appeared.
"Glass candle, can it be broken down?" "Just like the small parts that Myrs like," Marwyn said, "Such a long thing is not suitable for long distances. The Citadel originally moved them from Valyria, which had not yet been destroyed. When the Free Fortress brought them over, they also used special means to split them into sections, and then they were spliced together when they arrived at the Academy. You see," he pointed to the middle of the candle, "it was originally divided into two sections from here, but it didn't come together at all. No trace of breakage, perfect match.”
"Excuse me for having doubts, Dr. Marwin." Myrcella had doubts and walked closer to look at the candle. "Has this been approved by the city?"
Marwin chuckled twice, "What can the bachelors of the city take care of? I can guarantee that no one has noticed that the glass candle has been replaced with a fake one. After all, it is all burned. The real candle can also confuse the world. .”
As if to confirm what Marwin said, the candle as dark as night ignited a small flame on his head the moment it left Marwin's sleeves. Marwin walked forward in the eyes of everyone in surprise, getting closer to the heart tree that had become a dead tree. It burned brighter and hotter, until the light could even cover the gloomy sky above Harrenhal, and was more eye-catching and dazzling than the lighthouses on the coast of the Narrow Sea.
"The Seven Gods..." Myrcella blurted out, but quickly shut up, glanced at the red-robed woman, and changed the Seven Gods to gods.
Melisandre's red eyes were reflecting the white light produced by the glass candle, and the sound around her red robe was vaguely filled with white mist. The godswood forest escaped into the long summer at this time, but the heat source and the light source were separated, and the sun was divided into two The body, the glass candle is responsible for daylight, and Melisandre is the temperature of the sun.
"New history..." Melisandre murmured to herself, looking at the white flame burning at the top of the glass candle, as if she wanted to peek through it to see the Lord of Light's instructions.
"I saw," everyone's eyes were attracted by Melisandre, "the ice melted, and the winter roses lived in the gaps of the Great Wall, blooming sonorously and never withering. A dragon fell into the sea, with the sea monster wrapped around its body. Bearded strips, the blue dragon is surrounded by giant eagles, protecting the children of the forest and humans fighting side by side below. The woman riding the dragon is soaring in the desert, surrounded by countless treasures. The silver-haired prince walks on the wind, holding a sword side by side with his wife. .”
Then she took a few steps back, "This is false, untouchable..."
"What do you mean?" Attis had doubts in his heart.
Melisandre reached out her hand as if to touch the white light at the top of the glass candle.
"This can be touched, prophecy...the power of prophecy has reached out..."
No one knew the secret, except Marwen who remained silent and calm, as if the Scarlet Witch's reaction was within his expectations.
"Some prophecies are God's conjectures and hints of wanting to control the direction," Marwin said, as if to clarify the confusion for everyone, "But now that it has reached this point, the glass candle has been rekindled, and in Harrenhal it is Hexue City. The difference is that the flames are stronger and the light is brighter, as if the day is in front of you; the dragon eggs hatch, and the living dragon appears in front of you; the wizards in the East regain their magic, and the pyromancers are no longer guild liars, the power of God is Just like the Valyrians were guided by wizards in the past, through blood magic, they penetrated from the unknown realm and surrounded themselves with reality..."
Marwyn looked at the dragon and then at Attis.
"Blood magic, dragons, glass candles, the Red God, the Dead Heart Tree," Marwyn said, "plus..." He turned around and looked at Melisandre, "Tell me, Scarlet Witch, what did you see? What, the power of prophecy reaches out, what is that prophecy?”
"It's the young dragons surrounding the Duke's knees; it's the blue dragons soaring surrounded by the crescent falcon flag; it's the dragon flames covering the frozen land, and countless valley iron riders charging into battle; it's the dragon masters riding the blue dragons to ascend to the sky, followed by the giant eagles behind them …”
"Accident and necessity, the gods play a role in it..." Marwin murmured, he looked at Attis, "I need your blood."
Attis looked at Melisandre's determined and fanatical eyes, drew out his dagger, and slashed it on his palm.
The test tube appeared again in Marwin's sleeve, collecting the flowing blood.
"The glass candle is the carrier, the red-robed woman is the dictator, the strong magic power is the objective condition, and we also need the implementer," Marwin coughed awkwardly, "It's a pity that I am just a planner, and I also need someone who can operate... ”
The children of the forest had already been attracted by this movement and slowly approached from around the godswood.
"We need practitioners of blood magic," Marwen looked at the Children of the Forest, "Please."
(End of chapter)