When the prisoner-related episode ended and the warship called the Raider set sail again, the young man from Baiou Village, Hal had transformed into a clerk under the Greyjoy family.

Although the common language he wrote was sloppy and exaggerated, and although his literacy was not 100% literate, he was still competent in the job and was quite satisfied with one of his old clerks.

This may seem incredible at first glance, but in fact, cultural people are rare things in the Iron Islands—

Here, if you can read and write, you can be considered a cultural person.

The Iron Islands have barren land and barbaric customs. They have lived by plunder since ancient times. Although their axes and iron swords are very sharp, books and arithmetics are a big weakness.

The common people here do not read big words, and the lords and nobles are also unbearable. In the entire archipelago history, there are not many kings of the Iron Islands who can read.

This cultural desolation lasted for hundreds of thousands of years, and it did not improve much even after the Iron Islands surrendered to the Targaryen dynasty.

This situation changed until the Iron Islands' era of Coren Greyjoy, that is, the era of Renley, when the Iron Islands introduced the bachelor's class.

Of course, not having culture does not mean that there is no need for culture. Although ordinary iron people think that those who know literacy are usually wizards with strange means, iron people lords and even kings still need such "special technical talents".

But the way they need is to plunder—

Just as they did when they lack other supplies.

However, in fact, in the Westeros, although there are more literate groups than the Iron Islands, they are only relatively speaking.

Therefore, cultural people are a kind of "scarce resource" here, which is even scarce than gold.

It is not difficult to imagine why Lanli was able to counterattack.

But despite this, he did not gain trust and people were still staring at him while working.

Lan Li didn't care much about this. His purpose was to make him better treated in the next journey, and he had never expected anything else.

...

Under the clear sky, the Raider, whose hull was slightly bloated, sailed slowly on the sea.

The oil lamp hanging on the boat board above his head kept shaking as the hull went forward. In the cabin below the deck, an old man in gray robe in gray was sitting opposite Lan Li, staring at him and writing a letter.

It was not until Renli made the last stroke that he reassuredly withdrew his gaze, "You have the talent to be a bachelor, but unfortunately you were born in the Iron Islands."

Lan Li smiled shyly at him when she heard this, and said nothing.

The ability of the psychic emblem is a bit inexplicable. At first, he used it to see Fatty Ismon shit and not wipe his butt, and also saw the possible rebellion of the Fengxi Castle coach. Not long ago, when using the psychic emblem, he saw a sea monster sitting on the throne thinking calmly, which seemed to represent the other party's personality and some future situation.

That's why he spoke boldly, which made him feel relieved.

But even though you get away with it, there must be an explanation that should be.

Therefore, when it comes to the question of his own literacy, he lied that he was taught by a bachelor who was in a shipwreck when he was young.

No one doubts what he says, at least, there is no one at the moment.

"Have the salaries of the sailors been calculated?"

The old man asked.

He was once a bachelor's degree in the old town and was assigned to serve in a castle in Westeros, but unfortunately he was plundered to the remote area of ​​the Iron Islands halfway.

Lan Li replied: "The statistics have been completed, and I will hand them to the financial officer later."

"What about the broken book that leader Viken needs? Do you have something to understand?"

"Most of them can be understood, but I don't understand this word very well." He said, pulling out a stack of parchment from the shelf table in front of him, finding a page and pointing to the above paragraph.

Under the dim light, the old man approached and looked carefully for a long time before explaining: "This word is feces. The whole sentence means that the dragon's feces are boiling and hot. A Valyrian slave was even poured on the head by the dragon feces and burnt them alive..."

He began to explain word by word, and Lan Li listened quietly.

After his king was burned to death by the dragon, the entire Iron Islands were talking about dragons, while the captain of the Raider, Viken Greyjoy, was particularly concerned about all the knowledge related to dragons.

He used various means to collect the broken books containing dragon-like information, and then asked the old man to read them to him.

But this slave labourer was dizzy and had a lot of effort to read books, and was even less efficient - until Renly appeared.

During the two days of sailing, Lan Li would run to the other side with her book in her arms and read it word by word in front of her, which made him feel like he had become a celebrity on the ship for a moment.

It’s just that his family knows his family affairs and seems to be very familiar with the Sea Monster King, but he is actually just a distrustworthy rebel.

...

After dealing with the task assigned by the old man, Lan Li stood up with the stack of broken books and walked out of the cabin.

Halfway through, he met a flooded man who was confined to the mast of the deck. When the other party saw him, he was not angry, but with pity.

"Child, you've lost your way."

"I'm pretty sure we're heading towards Oak Island." Lanley shrugged.

In fact, the ship did not go directly to Oak Island, but went far away and even parked on another island in the middle of the journey, but its final destination was Oak Island.

Lan Li didn't say much about this. After tightening the parchment under his armpit, he stepped down the wooden ladder not far away to the rudder area.

At the edge of the boat board, the tall leader who was staring at the sea with his hands behind his back heard the sound of footsteps, so he turned his head to look at him.

"Continue with yesterday's page?"

"Yes." Lanli replied.

He didn't think the other party would be curious about whether the dragon dung can burn people to death, but he believed that as a newly surrendered prisoner, speaking less is the best choice when it is unnecessary.

So he began to explain it carefully according to the words on the pages.

Lan Li's voice is straight and straight, and it is neither hurry nor slow. In the past, the leader of the plunder was not dissatisfied with this. Even if he faces problems that are more boring than dragon dung, he will listen patiently.

But today his expression became more and more impatient, and in the end he even raised his hand to stop the young man from flipping the book.

"Stop."

Lan Li stopped and her eyes looked curious.

The other party stared at the sea, was silent for a moment before murmuring: "Do you know why I listen to you all day long?"

"Sir, I want to deal with the dragon." This is a very obvious thing, and Renli doesn't need to hide his weakness.

Viken Greyjoy nodded.

"As soon as King Helun died, the entire archipelago was immediately divided, and some stupid people even fought to become kings. They thought Helun's death was an opportunity for them, but arrogance blinded those people's eyes."

He said, looking at the direction of the continent on the other side of the sea, and said in a complicated tone: "Westero is the target of the Dragon King, but he will never give up on the Iron Islands. When the dragon arrives, these idiots will definitely pay the price. Become the king in front of the Dragon King?"

He sneered and looked at Renli.

"You are a smart man, why do you be loyal to the drowning Rhodes who will be burned to death sooner or later? Faith? Or do you think that the so-called Son of the Drowning God can really call our gods against the dragon?"

There are indeed many people in the Iron Islands who claim to be kings. It can even be said that there are lords who claim to be kings on every island. However, Old Wake Island is an exception. The king is not a lord, but a drowning priest - because all drowning people support him, and even this priest king has a great influence.

"It's true because of faith, sir." Lan Li replied, thinking of a task in his mind, so he deliberately added another sentence.

“The faith of the Iron Islands.”

"What's the difference?" Greyjoy heard something in his words.

"In the archipelago, all iron species believe in the flooding God, and flooding people are the flooding God's words. In a sense, they represent public opinion, which is why you wanted to execute flooding people at sea before."

The other party nodded.

Lan Li said again, "So I think that when the dragon's flames come, people will put me on a set of public opinion armor to deal with the invaders. So I join them, not the kings who rely on rights and money to arm themselves."

"What do you think Aegon cares about our Iron Seed?" Greyjoy's eyes flashed.

"Why not?" Lanli replied: "He is the conqueror, and he wants to conquer this land."

"Dragon Flame can help him conquer the Iron Islands."

"Dragon flames will only bring a scorched earth." Lanli said: "Who will be stupid enough to turn the territory he ruled into a scorched earth?"

"The Iron Islands have lived on plunder and have been famous since ancient times. Maybe it will eliminate future troubles."

"The evil name?" Lan Li asked, "Is there a dragon evil?"

Viken Greyjoy was stunned when he heard this, and then suddenly laughed.

"I don't think your drowning king will be the son of the gods."

He smiled and turned his head to look back at the sea: "But sometimes I think that since he can attract fish, he might be able to attract sea monsters, real sea monsters as he claims. If so, even Aegon's dragon flames cannot make the iron seeds surrender. Yes, just see a glimmer of hope..."

This was the first time Lan Li heard about this, but before he could think about it, the other party spoke again.
Chapter completed!