182 A Thousand Faces and Magic
As the captain of the Furious Hammer, Burrell didn't know the identities of the father and son on the ship, and he didn't dare to ask more questions because of King Baron's orders.
However, the captain felt that the father and son were strange, and they were held in the cabin all day, and the boy shaved his head the day after he got on board. The boy's father doesn't look like someone who can give birth to such a beautiful child.
By all indications, Burrell speculated that the father and son, or rather the boy, might have something to do with the most famous one in the archipelago lately, a speculation that made him a little nervous, but he thought it would be better for him to pretend he didn't know anything so as not to get into trouble.
However, in fact, the mission of the Angry Hammer is not only to send the father and son to the Riverlands, the main mission of this ship is actually to go to the waters of Haijiang City near the Riverlands.
It was the second battlefield between the Iron Islands and the Greenlands, and was in charge of the younger brother of King Balon, but when news of the devastation on Fairy Island returned, King Balon ordered the withdrawal of his troops, but the notorious Euron in the archipelago refused to return, claiming that the city was about to be defeated.
Enraged by this, King Baron sent the Furious Hammer to the location of the Frontier City, but Burrell did not know if he would be able to accomplish the task, and even as a native of Pike Island, he was a little afraid of the second son of the Greyjoy family, Euron.
"Let's hope everything goes well."
Muttering in a low voice, sensing that something was wrong with the sea breeze around the deck, Burrell couldn't help but look up at the sky, and his gradually gloomy appearance made him frown.
"It's unpredictable that the weather at sea can change at all."
The first mate next to him sighed: "The sun is still enough this morning." β
"The sea hasn't always been like this." Berrell replied, "Maybe the god of storms is about to set his sights on us." β
"It looks almost funny." The first mate said disapprerovitically: "Our iron fleet was hit by a storm a while ago, I don't believe that our ship will be unlucky to meet again, and you see, there is a great man on our ship, and the god of the storm doesn't want to do anything with us." β
"I don't know who it is." Captain Burrell glanced at his rough first mate, "Tell me, who is amazing?" β
There seemed to be a threat in his gaze, and it was also full of warning, which made the first mate shut his mouth in a daze, only then he muttered again, "I don't believe we will encounter a storm anyway." β
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The captain and the others were talking about the weather, and Lan Li was also frowning at the gloomy weather outside through the narrow window of the cabin.
"If there's a storm outside, don't forget to hold me tight." He told the people around him.
"Like it used to be?"
The words spoken by this "man" made Lan Li couldn't help but feel a little awkward, and then he found that this person's expression seemed to be full of solemnity.
"What do you feel?"
"Magic? Jinni? Rhaenys, still masculin, looked down at him.
"You're being targeted?"
"I don't know." Lan Li frowned and replied, "But I always encounter storms in the middle of the sea. β
"In ancient times, the Durandon family had some connection to the god of storms, and Baratheon inherited the bloodline of the Durandon family." Rhaenys said, remembering some things she had learned recently, and couldn't help but speak: "If Auris Baratheon knew that his descendants would usurp the throne of our family, he would probably jump out of the grave in anger. β
Auris Baratheon is the ancestor of the Baratheon family, and is also the closest right and left hand of Aegon the Conqueror, and there are even rumors that Auris is the illegitimate brother of Aegon the Conqueror, and has served the Conqueror diligently all his life, which can be described as a very loyal person.
"Time changes everything."
Lan Li replied, "Even the dragons are extinct, let alone loyalty?" β
"Yes......" Rhaenys muttered, then changed the subject, "I don't know exactly what the situation is out there, but maybe I should teach you some magic before the ship sinks." β
"Theological knowledge too?" Lan Li asked tentatively.
"Yes."
Rhaenys nodded: "Except for the Valylian magic that is no longer usable, all the magic that is currently circulating is related to the gods. β
"The kind that needs to be devouted?"
"Only sincere service can communicate with the gods, and then show the power beyond the control of mortals."
Lan Liyan's interest greatly decreased when he heard this: "Then forget it, I have no intention of believing in God." β
This made Rhaenys look at him strangely.
"You don't believe in the Seven Gods? How did you do it in the first placeβ" She reacted before she could finish her sentence, and then rubbed the boy's freshly shaved bald head amusedly.
"They thought you were the son of the drowning gods......"
"Don't you think I am?"
Lan Li said as he got rid of the other party's hand touching his head, frowned and asked with some displeasure: "That kind of big scene, who can make it to a normal person?" β
"It's a rare sight, but I don't think you're a child of the Drowning God." Rhaenys said, "The gods are not human, and it is impossible for them to have sons. β
She said, glancing at Lan Li curiously, but she didn't intend to continue asking, but continued the previous topic: "I believe in the god of a thousand faces, and the god of a thousand faces has a thousand kinds of magic, but the most fundamental thing is this. β
As she spoke, she took off the mask on her face and handed it to Lan Li.
"This is a human skin mask?"
Lan Li opened his mouth to ask, and after taking it, he felt that the mask felt like a human face, and he could even faintly feel the temperature.
"It's true that it's made of human faces, but it's also magical, and only the people of the House of Black and White make it, and I only brought a few with me before I left there."
Rhaenys explained, "There is the will of the deceased that remains. When you put on the mask, you can clearly feel him, and you can also use this to communicate with the gods that the deceased served during their lifetime, and then exchange the price for power, so I say that the god of a thousand faces has a thousand kinds of magic. β
"Can this exchange be faked?" Lan Li was thoughtful.
"You can say that, but -"
She was forced to interrupt before she could finish her sentence, because suddenly a crow landed outside the cabin window, and stood on the window edge, its dark eyes looking at the two people in the window, as if it were shining.
"Shapeshifter? Green Prophet? Seeing this, Rhaenys quietly reached for a glass bottle in her waist pocket, but the crow tilted its head to look at her, and then flapped its wings and ran away.
Looking in that direction, it was obvious where the Iron Islands were located.
"We left in time."
Watching the crow go away until it turned into a black dot, Rhaenys quietly loosened the pocket on her waist and bowed her head to Lan Li and said, "But it's not fast enough." β
"You think it's coming to me?"
Lan Li asked, touching her chin.
"I'm not sure."
The person next to him shook his head: "But I don't think there is anything else in the Iron Islands that can attract it except for you." β
Lan Li didn't speak, but glanced down at his left wrist.
After the divine fire was ignited, he suspected that some ghosts would come to the door, so he hurriedly left, and what he saw was indeed the case.
But......
Thinking of the appearance of the crow flapping its wings and leaving without much hesitation, Lan Li felt a lot more relaxed in his heart.
There was only a wooden wall, but the so-called Green Prophet found nothing, which already tells us something.
It's just a low-magic world after all.
He thought to himself.
And the marks on his wrists are obviously beyond the normal range of this world.