"Me?"

Samwell noticed that the other party was talking about "you" instead of "you".

So it's just him, not Daenerys.

But it is clear that in the original book, it was the Mother of Dragons who abolished slavery and then left it alone.

"Yes." The Green Saint nodded sadly, "You are burdened with the curse of the evil gods, and you will awaken the sleeping gods of Giscali. ”

"Evil gods?" Samwell had a playful smile on his face, "Which evil god are you talking about?" ”

"It's too much." The Green Saintess looked at the man in front of her with a deep gaze, "The shadows that are burning all over their bodies, the armor made of ice crystals, and the countless ancient trees that are full of eyes...... They are all around you, coveting you, wanting to take your flesh and soul. ”

Samwell's face remained unchanged, as if he had anticipated this, and then asked:

"What does this have to do with your Giscari gods? Why are they awakened? Moreover, I have heard that when the Valyrians destroyed the Empire of Guggis, they had already killed your gods of Giscali. ”

"God does not die!" The Green Saint suddenly became excited, as if she had been touched by Samwell's words, "The gods of Giscali will awaken!" Thunder will come down on the earth with the wrath of the gods! The sky changes color, and the earth tears open deep valleys! Lakes evaporate, mountains collapse, and thick black smoke will envelop the mortal world with blood-colored red clouds!

Ancient palaces and temples will be reborn from the ruins! The thirsty fury burns the dragons in the sky!

The great Harpy will reappear to bring revenge and destruction, and the Land of Long Summer will be a withered and scorched earth! ”

The Green Saintess's voice became higher and higher, even sharp, echoing in the air like a blade, stabbing everyone's ears.

Her belly was swollen as if she were pregnant, and it was expanding at an incredible rate, and soon her robes were torn and exposed.

There was a faint blood red under the pale skin, as if something was about to burst out of the shell.

Samwell's eyes narrowed, and he involuntarily took a step back.

The Unsullied turned their spears at the Green Maiden, and the rest of the hall screamed in panic and fled in all directions.

Bang –

With a loud bang, the Green Saint's belly exploded like a balloon that had swelled to the limit.

Streams of miserable green spurted out with a little burnt yellow juice.

Samwell quickly backed away, avoiding the juices.

The rest of the saints were already frightened by this scene, and they all ran out of the main hall.

The Unsullied did not move, as if they had not seen the strange and terrifying sight before them.

Even the two Unsullied ones in the front row were splashed with the juice from the explosion in the Green Maiden's stomach, and they didn't see them retreat to dodge.

However, the green juice didn't seem to be anything out of the ordinary, and the two Unsullied were standing upright.

Even the Green Saintess looked disgusting now, her stomach cracked like a rotting pumpkin, and all the entrails mixed with green juice flowed out.

But even so, she wasn't even dead, but her face had been distorted by extreme pain, her green eyes were full of fear and despair, and her mouth was open and closed, as if she wanted to say something, but she could only make a strange sound.

Samwell stared for a moment, then said to one of the Unsullied beside him:

"Go find a Blue Maiden and come in."

The Blue Saintess is a healer in the Temple of Grace.

"Yes."

Soon, a woman in a blue robe was brought in by the Unsullied.

She was visibly frightened by the appearance of the Green Saint, and collapsed to the ground as soon as she entered the door.

The Unsullied would not get used to her, so they forcibly dragged her over.

Samwell pointed to the Green Saint:

"Go and see your leader, is there any salvation?"

The Blue Saintess had a hundred reluctances in her heart, but she also knew that she had no choice:

"Yes...... It's ......"

She came to the Green Saintess tremblingly, and immediately burst into tears when she saw the mess in this place.

I don't know if it was out of fear or out of sympathy for the leader.

Ordinary people should have died a long time ago if they became like this, but the strange thing is that the Green Saintess is still alive, and those miserable green eyes are staring at the Blue Saintess, making her heart furious.

So, she had to endure the nausea and fear, and then stuffed the outgoing internal organs back in one go, and then wrapped the green saint's stomach with gauze.

During the whole process, the Green Saintess did not make noise or scream, but opened and closed her mouth, like a dying fish.

But she couldn't die.

Samwell waited for the Blue Saintess to deal with it, and stepped forward to ask the Green Saintess a few questions tentatively, but the other party was unable to respond.

He had no choice but to give up.

"You guys are here to watch, and if anything changes, let me know immediately." Samwell explained a few words to the Unsullied, and prepared to leave.

As he reached the door, he suddenly turned around and tapped the two Unsullied ones who had been stained with green juice:

"You two, come with me."

"Yes."

Out of the Temple of Grace, Samwell asked the two:

"You two go to the dungeon for two days. Don't worry, it's not to imprison you, just to observe, and if there is no abnormality, I will release you. ”

"Yes." The two Unsullied nodded in response, showing no resistance at all.

Samwell reckoned that even if he had to kill both of them now, they might not hesitate to do so.

Even though they have been freed, the concept of obedience that is ingrained in their bones still makes these unsullied people not regard themselves as free people.

Samwell had mixed feelings about this.

Riding the white dragon, he returned to the pyramids.

The previous meeting had ended, and the hall was empty, except for Missandei at the door, and when she saw Samwell, she saluted:

"Your Majesty Caesar, the Queen went to the courtyard at the top of the pyramid, and she told me to tell you when you returned."

"Okay."

Samwell climbed to the top floor and saw that it was a small garden full of greenery.

Viserion was wrapped around a pear tree, resting his head on his tail.

As Samwell passed, its closed eyes suddenly opened and let out a hiss.

"What about your brothers?" Samwell smiled and patted it on the head.

Viseryon's scales were golden and hot to the touch, like armor that had been exposed to the hot sun.

Probably not understanding Samwell's words, Huang Long opened his mouth and let out a breath with the smell of sulfur.

"Are you fighting with Zhuo Geng again?" Samwell scratched his chin again.

Viserion shook his head and flicked his tail and struck the trunk of the tree, knocking a few pears off.

Samwell caught one of them, thanked them, and continued into the woods.

Viserion jumped off the pear tree and staggered after him.

Walking along a forest path, a gazebo comes into view.

The pavilion maids, Eli and Kiki, comb Daenerys' hair. The black dragon Drogen and the bronze dragon Rego were fighting for a piece of barbecue, and the yellow dragon Viserion, who had followed Samwell, immediately roared and joined the warband.

"Sam." Daenerys waved her hand, "How did you talk to the Green Saint?" ”

"Okay." Samwell thought back to the miserable appearance of the Green Saint, and was sure that she was not angry with herself, "We had an amicable exchange of views. ”

Daenerys, apparently not understanding the teasing meaning of Samwell's words, opened her hands to show off her new decorations, and asked:

"Is it pretty?"

"Beautiful." Samwell honestly replied, "This is the Toca Robes?" ”

"Yes." Daenerys was a little distressed, "It's the most inconvenient dress I've ever worn." ”

Indeed it is.

The toka robe is a traditional garment of the Guise people, which involves a loose and dragging silk cloth around the hips, tucked under the armpits on one side and around the shoulders on the other, and the cloth is embellished with layers of tassels, such a robe needs to be held with the left hand so that it does not fall apart.

And when walking, you must also be careful to take small and pretentious steps to avoid stepping on tassels.

The costume was apparently designed by a slave owner who did not have to work at all, and was the preserve of the ruler and a symbol of wealth and power.

"If you don't like it, why do you wear it?"

"It was the advice of the wise men of Astapor." Daenerys shrugged, looking a little helpless, "They advised me - to be the queen of rabbits, it is better to wear rabbit ears." ”

Samwell laughed:

"If your brother Viserys hears this, I'm afraid I'm going to scold you again - you're a real dragon, not a stupid rabbit!"

Daenerys giggled when she heard this, but when she finished laughing, she shook her head and said:

"I think there is some truth in what the wise men say, and the people of Astapo will be more receptive to me when they see me wearing toca robes."

Samwell pursed his lips and shook his head:

"Nope. It's the old nobles of Astapor who will be more receptive to you when they see you wearing toca robes. Civilians, especially newly freed slaves, will only be terrified and worried when they see you dressed in the same clothes as the slave owners once had. ”

Daenerys was stunned.

Samwell said quietly, again:

"Moreover, have you ever wondered whether the advice of these so-called 'wise men' has ulterior motives? Today they asked you to put on the clothes of a slave owner, and you agreed. Tomorrow they will persuade you to open the arena, saying that it is the custom of Astapor. The day after tomorrow, they will advise you to resume slavery......"

"I will never restore slavery!" Daenerys angrily tugged at her robe.

Toka's robe was already loose and crumbling, and she slid it down with a pull......

Feast Samwell's eyes.

(End of chapter)