Bab 401: Chapter 401: The Giant King
Hello everyone, translator here. Sorry again for the very late release. Real life has just been very hectic recently on top of some funkiness going on with my main two books in the translation process that took up most of my free time. I still haven't made any cuts to the amount of chapters like I said I might a couple of updates ago due to how much longer I've taken to publish updates.
I'm not sure how much longer things are going to be as unpredictable as they have been but I will strive to ensure fairly regular updates of 25 chapters as often as I can.
I also did notice that for whatever reason in my last batch the AI kept swapping "Qhogo" for "Drogo" so apologies for that. If you spot any other inconsistencies like that please put it in the comments.
I also see your frustration with the geography being totally off from the books, tv, and games but I am no where near as versed in GOT to actively edit the story as I translate it. If you've made it this far and it has grown to be too much of a pain point for you I completely understand and wish you the best on your journey to find an alternative to read and enjoy.
If a significant amount of people begin to state they are dropping between now and chapter 500 in a couple of weeks then I will once again reevaluate my continued publication of this book and take a read of the community as it stands at that time.
Thank you all for your continued support and warm wishes. your feedback is my motivation :)
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The ferocity of the giants had even the notoriously fierce Dothraki taken aback, but the nomads of the plains were no fools and naturally wouldn't keep butting heads with the giants.
The Dothraki adopted a flanking strategy. They first killed the companions of the giants, then, using their nimble tactics for hunting large game, successfully brought down these two behemoths.
They were bound tightly with iron chains and locked in cages large enough to hold elephants.
Viserys' bloodrider, Qhogo, thought these two behemoths might be useful to the Khal, so they were kept.
"Mag Mar Tun Doh Weg."
Viserys softly pronounced this name, and the giant in the cage, a mature specimen with white and grey hair, turned his head to look at Viserys coldly.
The one battering the cage was a female giant, who seemed 'smaller' compared to Mag, standing at about twelve feet, roughly 3.6 meters, also a mature giant.
Not long ago, Viserys had interrogated the captured wildlings. Fortunately, among the wildlings, there were many who were proficient in both the Old Tongue and the Common Tongue.
They knew about the giants and, in order to survive, honestly disclosed everything.
The wildlings had no 'king', nor did they have nobility or commoner classes, but they all referred to Mag as the 'Giant King' or 'Mighty Mag'.
Because he was the strongest warrior among the giants, standing at fourteen feet, over four meters, almost reaching the limit of a giant's height.
And this female giant was Mag's 'queen', named Wun Weg Wun Dar Wun, the wildlings called her 'Gentle Wun'.
However, this 'gentle' was clearly more sarcastic than actual, as Wun seemed even more volatile than her king.
The number of giants was extremely scarce and many had died or been injured in battles with humans and the Others. The wildlings didn't know if there were any other giants left.
But during their wanderings in the North, they only encountered these two giants. Perhaps all the other giants were already dead.
When he realized that they might be the last two giants in the world, Viserys' gaze towards them became unusual, as if looking at an endangered species.
And they were a male and a female.
Giants are a kind of humanoid creature, clearly not the same as humans. No wonder even the Dothraki looked at the giants with fear, because they were too large.
Viserys tried to chat with the Giant King with the help of a wildling translator, but the other party ignored him, which made Viserys feel a bit frustrated.
But when the other party saw that Viserys could ride a dragon, his eyes widened in surprise.
It seemed that he didn't expect that a weak human could control a creature even more powerful than him, which made Viserys feel very interesting.
"Hey."
"Want to make a bet? Big guy."
Gurgle—
Viserys was riding his warhorse, and the cages containing the two giants were each placed on two horse-drawn carts, pulled by several pack horses.
The dragon was circling in the sky, letting out roars, and the endless Dothraki army was slowly moving on the ground. Viserys followed beside the cart and chatted with Mag for a while.
"If you win against me, I can let you go."
"If you lose, you have to 'submit' to me."
In the Old Tongue, 'submit' is not quite the same as in the Common Tongue. It's more like 'acknowledging a big brother', just as the giants were once willing to help Mance Rayder, the King-Beyond-the-Wall. The constraint is not as strong as that between a king and his subjects.
He didn't chat much with 'Gentle Wun', firstly because this woman had a bad temper, and secondly because her husband was right there. Viserys wanted to avoid any misunderstandings.
But while Mag wasn't as volatile as his wife, he was a man of few words. He seemed resigned to his fate, staying in the cage without much struggle. But in Viserys' view, he hadn't given up, but was waiting for an appropriate opportunity.
Hearing the translated Old Tongue, the grey-haired Mag slowly turned his head. Compared to his huge head, his eyes weren't big, but compared to a normal person, they were still huge.
Mag's eyes were grey-black, and he looked at Viserys coldly, as if looking at a fool.
He had never heard of a human wanting to compete with him in strength. He could smash this little guy in front of him into a pulp with one punch.
But for him, this was a good opportunity to escape...
Then Mag slowly nodded his head.
"Khal."
On the other side, Qhogo, who was following him, was somewhat shocked when he heard that the Khal wanted to duel with this big guy.
But Qhogo was not afraid, and he volunteered to fight the big guy in place of Viserys.
In the rules of the Dothraki, when a Khal is challenged by someone of his own tribe, the Khal himself must fight. But there are many exceptions. If every nobody came to challenge the Khal, the Khal would be too busy.
But when the Khal is provoked by an enemy, it is the duty of the bloodrider to fight on behalf of the Khal.
Qhogo drew his Valyrian steel arakh and asked to fight, but was stopped by Viserys.
"Os."
The silver-haired young man turned his head to look at his loyal bloodrider.
He wanted to fight the giant because he was confident, but if Qhogo went up, it would really be a death sentence.
Viserys was a quick learner, mainly thanks to his nearly thirty points of mental power. He could remember many things just by paying a little attention.
Now he had mastered three languages: the Common Tongue of Westeros, High Valyrian, and Dothraki.
If he chatted a few more times with the wildling translator, he might be able to grasp some simple Old Tongue.
"Blood of my blood."
Hearing the Khal's command, Qhogo could only lower his head, put his arakh back, and stand aside.
And the Giant King, Mighty Mag, had already been let out of the cage. His heavy footsteps landed on the ground.
"Huff—"
The giant's large nostrils exhaled white breath, as he was slightly moving his muscles and bones that had been bound for many days.
And although the Dothraki around him looked at the giant with some fear - it had indeed taken a lot of effort to capture him - the moment they heard that the Khal was going to personally challenge this giant, the atmosphere instantly became heated.
"Khal!"
"Dragon-riding Khal!"
"Kill this big guy! Cut off his thing and make soup!"
The Dothraki, with their faces painted and their bodies covered in thick fur to resist the cold, all drew their arakhs from their waists, held them high in the sunlight, and let out shrill cries.
This one-on-one fight could stimulate the adrenaline of the Dothraki even more.
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