Game of Thrones: I am Dothraki, not a barbarian

Chapter 58 A wave of wealth

Unfortunately, Euron is fast, and Rhallor is even faster than him. There is no such thing as letting the tiger return to the mountain.

With a flash of sword, Euron's head was separated from his body. From his bald neck, a fountain of blood shot up into the sky, as brilliant as a firework, announcing that the era of Euron Greyjoy had come to an end!

The body fell back onto the deck with a thud, and blood gathered into a pool under the mutilated body.

There was a brief silence on the Silencer, and then the warriors burst into shouts, and the voices gathered and resounded through the sky!

“Laharo…!”

“King of the Ocean…!”

The pirate leader was killed in the battle, and the fleeing ships sailed away into the night. The originally murderous fleet was now reduced to only a few warships raising white flags.

Laharo stood at the bow and looked around. Wood chips and corpses were floating on the sea, and the air was filled with the smell of blood.

He won, but he didn't feel happy.

Many warriors stayed in this sea forever, and their bodies floated in the sea. Laharo wanted to carve their names on the Virgin Mary Mountain so that they would be praised forever by future generations!

After cleaning up the battlefield and treating the wounded, Lazar walked forward and pointed at the pile of spoils on his nail plate.
"Blood of my blood. These are what we found in the cabin. This victory has brought us a great deal of wealth."

The warriors opened the boxes one by one, and gold coins, silver coins, jewels and ornaments were piled up together. Some of them were stained with blood, shining with golden light under the moonlight, making it impossible to open people's eyes!
"These are worth at least a hundred thousand gold dragons." Garlan stood in front of the box, rummaging through it. "These rubies must be from Dorne. They are very valuable."

Rhahalo was not very interested in these money. The famous pirate Euron Greyjoy was of course most famous for his magic weapons and equipment.

When you defeat BOSS, you'll drop equipment. This is the rule everywhere!
He ordered his men to continue searching the cabin, and soon found several special weapons.

"Blood of my blood, look at this!" Jhogo picked up a special longbow and couldn't let it go.

The bow was made of dragon bone, carved with intricate Valyrian runes, and the bowstring was woven from some unknown material, emitting a faint glow.

"Jhogo," Rhallor said, "Your archery is the best in all the Khalasar. This bow is yours."

Qiao Ge was overjoyed. He carefully stroked the bow as if he was stroking a beloved woman, then pulled the bowstring and felt the powerful force coming from the dragon bone bow.

Rhaharo took up an arakh made of Valyrian steel.

This knife is wider and thicker than an ordinary arakh, but it weighs only one-third of iron. The blade has the unique ripples of Valyrian steel and shines coldly in the moonlight.

"Euron is indeed wealthy! Lhazaar," Rhallor said, handing him the scimitar, "this is for you. May you be invincible in battle!"

Lazar took the scimitar, tried to wave it a few times in his hand, and laughed.

Then the warriors handed over a thick magic book.

The cover is made of several layers of hard leather glued together. The texture is very rough and there is no text or pattern on the surface. It looks very mysterious.

Laharo opened the book carefully, and a smell of dust hit him in the face.

The pages of the book were covered with dense, weird scribbles, like the claw marks of some reptile.

Garlan was certain it was not the common script of Westeros, nor any known script in Essos or elsewhere.

As Laharo looked at the book, his mind was gradually drawn in. The symbols in his eyes kept jumping and deforming, as if they were coming alive.

Suddenly, an extremely strong burning sensation rose from his heart, as if magma erupted in his body, and instantly spread throughout his body.

The blood seemed to be boiling and the blood vessels were about to burst!

He couldn't help but groan, slammed the book shut, closed his eyes, and tried to calm himself down.

"Blood of my blood, what's wrong with you?" Lazar asked with concern. He could see that something was wrong with Rahalo.

Laharo recovered, shook his head, and asked Lazar and Qiao Ge, "What did you feel when you read this book?"

"No feeling!" The two shook their heads in unison. Laharo glanced at them with disdain, "Do you know how to read?"

"do not know!"

The two shook their heads again in unison. They hated that kind of thing. If they had the skills, wouldn't they be able to just ride horses and hunt? Why bother learning it?

"Uneducated!" Laharo sneered, then turned to look at Garland, "Let me test you, do you recognize it?"

Three pairs of eyes were staring at Garland. He felt a little stressed, sweat on his forehead, and he carefully examined the words in the book.

But after looking at them for a long time, he really couldn't understand those distorted symbols. He could only shake his head helplessly and say honestly that he didn't recognize them.

“Hash yer dothrae che!”

The three of them sneered in unison.

It means "You, the horse is dead."

Calling someone "horse dead" is a swear word in Dothraki.

Garland licked his cracked lips. Although he couldn't understand what they were saying, it seemed like they were scolding him.

Then, Rhaelor walked over to Euron's headless body, squatted down, and stripped Euron of his Valyrian armor.

Euron looked extremely miserable. Except for the areas covered by his armor, all the other parts of his body were broken.

However, there are too many strange things in this world, and who knows whether those metaphysical practitioners will do something unspeakable to the corpse.

To be on the safe side, let’s divide it into two groups first.

Then he began to admire the Valyrian steel armor in his hands.

It is dark black in color. Although it is steel armor, it is as light as silk and can be worn on the body like an ordinary shirt without any hindrance.

The edges of the armor plates emit a golden-red glow, like stars. What's more unique is that the armor plates are uneven and engraved with complex patterns and strange symbols, as if they contain some kind of magical power.

Valyrian steel armor is extremely rare. More than four hundred years ago, before the Freehold was destroyed, a set was even worth an entire kingdom. Now, more than four hundred years later, it is even more priceless.

All other armor pales in comparison. The bronze antique suit that Lord Yohn Royce of Runestone was so proud of pales before the Valyrian armor.

At this time, a warrior ran over with a two-foot square wooden box in his hand.

"Kao, a dragon egg was found!"

Laharo perked up and took the wooden box. He didn't know what kind of wood it was made of, but it felt heavy in his hand. The edges were inlaid with gold wire, and the surface was carved with exquisite dragon patterns.

After opening it, a dragon egg lay quietly on the soft black velvet cushion.

The shell of the dragon egg is a deep dark red, like a burning flame, and the surface is covered with tiny scales, exuding an indescribable mysterious beauty.

When Balon Greyjoy expelled Euron, he declared that as long as he was there, Euron would never be allowed to return to the Iron Islands.

As a result, the day after Balon fell off the drawbridge, Euron returned to the Iron Islands and inherited the throne.

According to rumors, Euron hired the Faceless Men to assassinate King Balon in exchange for a dragon egg.

A noble-hearted ghost lady once predicted that a faceless man was waiting on the suspension bridge with a drowned crow on his shoulder, which was a hint that Euron hired the faceless man to assassinate King Balon.

Euron said something similar to his third brother Victarion. He once found a dragon egg, but because he got tired of playing with it, he threw it into the sea.

Therefore, there is only one possibility, that he gave the dragon egg to the Faceless Man.

Now it seems that these rumors are true. Euron has struggled for half his life, plundered countless treasures, and just waited for the opportunity to retake the Iron Islands and dominate Westeros.

As a result, he met Rahalo, and his body was mutilated. All his property went to Rahalo, making him rich overnight!
(End of this chapter)