Chapter 80: Chapter 80

"Euron Greyjoy, you are only half right, Silence belongs to me!" Dany gently fiddled with the two small bells at the end of the long braid on her chest and asked with a smile: "But ask yourself, is this my fault?

If you hadn't caught up...no if you had caught up and left after saying you greetings, would you have had today's ending? When one is evil in nature, they treat everyone as evil."

"Okay, my good Queen, what are you going to do with me, a defeated noble?" The sharp blue eye on Euron's right disappeared sharply and returned to a gentle edge.

Dany looked towards Jorah hilariously and asked, "What should I do with this Noble according too Seven Kingdoms customs? Or conversely how much should I ask House Greyjoy for ransom?"

"Your Highness, in the war, a ransom of 100 Golden Dragon for an ordinary Ser is more than enough, but he has committed a heinous crime of attempting to murder the King. If Ser Eddard Stark were here, he would behead him with Ice without the slightest of hesitations." Jorah pressed his sword with his right hand, Staring at Crow's Eye coldly.

"If Ser Eddard Stark were here, your slave dealing head would already be rolling!" Euron knelt there and teased gracefully.

"If we were in Westeros, you might still have a chance to dawn the black clothes, but now…" Whitebeard looked at him contemptuously, and indifferently said: "If the Queen is merciful, use the Ironmens tradition of drowning to grant you absolution."

Drowning served two purposes..it was originally used to put the guilty Ironmen to death, and later with the development of the Drowned God's doctrine, submerging becomes a ceremony similar to baptism.

"Euron Greyjoy, why were you chasing us?" Dany wondered.

"Because I saw your dragons hovering around the mast." Euron was blunt, without hesitation, "When I found that Dragon Horn in Valyria, I thought it worthless.

After all, there are no dragons left in the world, what use did it hold?

So, do you get it? When I saw those two dragons, the ecstasy in my heart was hard to suppress."

So that's how it is!

A person with a hammer looks for a nail and wants to use; A person with a Dragon slayer blade will be eager to have a try when encountering a dragon.

"Where did you get that dragon egg?" she asked again.

"....Can you hatch Dragons?" His pupil shrank before asking eagerly.

"Hmmm?" Dany elongates her syllables.

"Okay!" Euron sighed then said in rasped voice, "It was found on a merchant ship in the Jade Sea, said to belong to a Grand Sorcerer of Asshai."

He immediately asked again, "Can you hatch Dragons?"

"I am not sure," Dany regretfully said.

"Why do you doubt?" Euron wondered.

"Ah, didn't I say it before? I exchanged life for life. My three closest relatives were exchanged for three dragons. Now I have three dragons. Even if I have relatives who still live, I will not take that chance." Dany said with a smirk.

"Can anyone else hatch Dragons this way?" Euron asked softly with a twinkle in his eyes.

"You are insane!" Dany glanced at him and said indifferently: "Who would sacrifice their loved ones to gamble on an uncertain future? If you don't have genuine feelings for your loved, it can't be considered sacrifice, are you willing to gamble?"

"Are there many Asshai dragon eggs?" She then asked.

Euron croaked with a mocking smile: "Didn't you say it's not worth it? Not satisfied with three dragons?"

Jorah kicked his ass with an iron boot, and coldly said: "Find out your situation first."

Euron was kicked and his body was unsteady, the shackles and chains on his feet clinked, and he stumbled forward before he pushed against the deck to get up, "Okay.... I understand. Dragon eggs in Asshai are also treasured. I have robbed dozens of ships and only encountered one, which still is a fossil."

"What happened to that Dragon Horn? Why are my little dragons still alive, yet not out of the frenzy?" Dany said solemnly.

"I went to the Tyria City Lord's home…" Euron lowered his voice, his right eye suddenly flickered…

Whitebeard's eyes widened. He lightly knocked his right foot on the bottom of his crutch, and the 4 foot long crutch changed from vertical to horizontal. His body took advantage of the trend, causing the long crutch to swirl sharply, and the end of the crutch hit the back of Euron's head squarely.

The whole process was instant. It looked light, but in fact it was extremely fast and powerful. As soon as the light flashed in Euron's right eye, he fell to the ground.

"Be honest, don't play tricks in front of Her Highness." The old man said to the Crow's Eye, who was groaning on the ground.

Dany was stunned for a moment, then stood up and rushed back to her bedroom quickly, there the two Dragon's locked in cages had become violent again.

It took a time to calm them down, before she walked back to the deck, nodding gravely to Whitebeard and the others with a harsh facial expression, walking to Euron and asking, "Have you really learned Valyria's magic?"

"Hehe, marry me!" Euron smirked smugly at her, "You have three dragons, the Black one belongs to you, even the Dragon Horn cannot be taken away, but the Green and White Dragon have become mi—"

"Bang!" Dany kicked him in the stomach, and said with a sneer: "I don't believe you, if I stab you to death, then I myself blow the horn, They may yet recover."

"uff uff uff…" Euron coughed hard, "it's no use, blow that horn again, and those two dragons will go mad. And, you don't know how to activate the magic power of the Dragonbinder."

"You will tell me!" Dany said.

"He...He...." Euron sneered.

"Kill him!" Jorah advised.

Euron's smile shifted.

Dany nods, "Aggo, cut off his head and throw his body into the sea."

"Shing!" The Dothraki Warrior simply pulled out his Arakh and went to pull Euron's hair.

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Euron's face turned cold and dark, then he struggled, but he was grievously injured and could not cause any trouble to the Dothraki Warrior at all.

"I surrender, I say!" Euron shouted as he was dragged to the side of the boat.

"What do you surrender for? Make the kill clean." Dany indifferently said.

"I know how to get into Valyria! Do you not wish to know!?" Euron yelled hastily.

At this time, his throat was pressed against the edge of the ship by Aggo, his head sticking out off the ship, and he beheld an Arakh to his neck.

"Kill or not?" Aggo raised his Arakh high and asked back.

Dany had a look of hesitation on her face. To be honest, she really wants to kill this bastard. After all, one of the greatest antagonist in The Game of Thrones seemed to be him.

But Dany also discovered that there are discrepancies between the real world and the television drama. The legend about the Child of Prophecy has been circulated for thousands of years, and almost all ethnic groups treat it seriously…The Long Night, It doesn't seem like it to be that easy.

In this way, Valyria's secret arts mean a lot to her, far more than the Iron Throne.

"I can show you the sea charts! I could never fake it!" Seeing Dany's hesitant expression, Euron was really anxious: the woman wasn't trying to threaten me, she really wanted to kill me, but...why?

Isn't that Dragon Horn a greater threat to her than himself though? Was the Dragon Horn not stronger than the Mother of Dragons?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but regret it: yesterday he should have used it as soon as he could, instead of forcing it to recoil on the Mother of Dragons in order to test the limits of the horn's control over dragons…

"Very well..." Dany said to Crow's Eye without waving her hand to Aggo, "Swear by your Drowned God, the Greyjoy lineage and your own future."

Euron immediately cried a long, vicious vow, then: "Your Majesty, it's your turn."

"Me?" Dany said in mystery, "What of me?"

Euron glared with his one-eye and said, "You swear!"

"Why?"

"As a Queen, how could I break my promise?" She waved her hand and said with a smile: "Tell me, don't waste your or my time."

Queen? You don't even have an abode to stay at, let alone are you even Queen.

But Euron didn't insist anymore. This world is not modern Earth, and the system of integrity has not gone out of style. Even the Mad King, Dany's crazy dad had almost never done a dishonest thing.

Well, crazy and dignified.

"I figured out two functions of the Dragon Horn. First, just like yesterday, at the expense of the horn-sounder's soul, it temporarily deterred the soul of those who were in close range, making it difficult for them to move. Second, It is able to control Dragons.

To blow the horn, you need to draw a strange tattoo on the chest of the horn-sounder in advance, which seems to be a Wyvern.

I don't know if the Wyvern tattoo contains sorcery, when the horn blows, not only will people's mouth, nose, and ears burn and bleed, but even the tattooed eyes will bleed."

For this Dany really had no idea, the person who blew the horn was a black man from the Summer Isles, perhaps the tattoo was obscured.

"The principle of controlling Dragons is amazing," Euron said with a look of wonder and yearning, "You have all seen it, the person who blew the horn was obviously a slave, but the person who controlled the dragons was me.

The horn seems to have a kind of magic that can determine who is the real master. Or did it sense that my will was above the slave?

Perhaps the Old Valyria Dragonlords would use the horn like this.

Every time you use the horn, you must sacrifice a person's life and soul, of course they wouldn't use it themselves."

Everyone looked at each other in dismay, never thinking that a horn could hold such "Magic", for it to be so cruel.

After a moment of silence, Dany asked softly, "I think the horn blower died after only two minutes. Isn't that time too short for a battle?"

"That's one limit. Under normal circumstances, people will be bound by the sound of the horn, but they will not have difficulty moving. For the first time, a slave lasted for a full 8 minutes."

Two minutes or eight, why the difference in minutes?

"Isn't the effect worse with distance?" Whitebeard asked, glancing at Belwas.

Belwas recovered earlier than him yesterday, the older man doesn't think himself weaker than an eunuched pit fighter.

"Ha, isn't that obvious!" Euron laughed, "Otherwise why would I have to use such a trick to get Silence close to you?"

"How do I get rid of the control on the Dragons?" Dany said solemnly: "You still control my Green and White Dragon even now?"

Euron only oddly laughed and sighed: "I have to take the initiative to make contact with them, I thought they were back to their normal state. As for releasing control….you yourself could blow the horn, or perhaps sacrifice a subordinate?

Well, it be a must loyal subordinate, otherwise the dragons will be controlled by him.

Also, It's best not to switch control too often.

I didn't lie to you before, that Dragon Horn was found in a large box, and beside the horn there was a scroll, written in Old Valyria.

There were several taboos mentioned, one is that the soul of the horn-sounder needs to be sacrificed, another is if the dragons frequently change controller from the sound of the horn, it may collapse their mind and they ultimately die of madness."

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