"Gods above, holy healing can even make someone grow taller?"
After measuring the dwarf's height, Meji was stunned.
1.35 meters!Yes, not only had the dwarf's scorched skin recovered its fair softness, even his height had shot up by a large margin, just as the Dragon Queen had promised that day.
1.35 meters was not an astonishing number, but the dwarf's barefoot height before had been only 0.9 meters!
An increase of 50 percent in just seven or eight days. How could that not drive dwarves wild with joy?
"This is a rebirth technique, not ordinary holy healing," the dwarf said as he looked at his lengthened legs, filled with emotion. "At least the suffering of these past few days was not in vain."
"If this rebirth technique were used on Jorah, wouldn't he turn into a giant?" Meji asked curiously.
"Jorah is of normal height. Maybe he would grow a few centimeters, or a dozen centimeters at most, but his genes are already set. He cannot be as exaggerated as Tyrion," Old Aemon said, shaking his head.
"What does that mean? What are genes?" Meji asked blankly.
The dwarf said wistfully, "It means that I was not supposed to be a dwarf in the first place. Perhaps some external factors interfered while I was still in my mother's womb. For example, my old man beating me a few times, which prevented me from developing properly."
Old Aemon shook his head. "No, you are still a dwarf. Dany said your height of only 0.9 meters was due to a combination of congenital genes and acquired illness.
"She merely adjusted your deformed and twisted bones, returning them to their original length. No matter what, you should not even think about growing to the height of a normal person."
The so-called rebirth technique was nothing more than completely shattering the dwarf's twisted, rope-like deformed legs from the foot bones to the pelvis, then regrowing them under a healing spell rich in beta active spiritual matter. It did not change genes, nor could it cause excessive growth. When a lizard's tail breaks, it only grows back the same tail as before, not a longer one.
Previously, the dwarf was 90 centimeters tall, with legs only 35 centimeters long. His manhood hung down almost to the back of his knees, a severe deformity.
Of course, the spine also needed to be ground down and regrown.
Dany merely restored him to what he was meant to be, the body grown from his genes in their most perfect state.
"Sigh, 1.35 meters is enough. At least if I stand on my toes, it will be enough to drape a cloak over the bride," the dwarf said, both delighted and regretful.
Old Aemon shook his head again and said, "No, you could grow to over 1.4 meters, but Dany deliberately kept you at only 1.35 meters."
"Why?" the dwarf asked in confusion.
"Because you are about to help me complete a mission that requires you to maintain a height of 1.35 meters."
That night, in the stone chamber, Dany brought in a young man with black eyes, yellow hair, and a large nose.
Tyrion noticed that the young man's clothes were neat, but his expression was listless, and his gaze toward the Dragon Queen was full of fear.
His nose was also very large, like a lump of flesh, and he was quite short. Though not fat, he looked almost no different from the dwarf.
"What mission?" Tyrion swallowed hard, a chill running through his heart.
Dany pointed at the big-nosed youth beside her and introduced him. "Lionel Andres, nicknamed 'Leo,' the fourth prince of Jade Sea Elephant Island.
"But everyone knows that he is actually the bastard born of an affair between the Long-Nosed King and the king's second queen. That big nose gives it away."
"Elephant Island? The Long-Nosed King?" the dwarf asked blankly.
"You do not know Jade Sea Elephant Island? The king of Elephant Island once declared war on Slaver's Bay and was part of the allied forces. They sent their country's most elite five thousand elephant troops to join the alliance, commanded by the king's brother, the Long-Nosed King."
"I know the Long-Nosed King. I know he commands five thousand elephant troops, but what does that have to do with me?" the dwarf asked.
"Your mission is to disguise yourself as Prince Leo and enter the allied camp under the pretext of exchanging prisoners.
"First, find the Long-Nosed King.
"Then act according to circumstances. At the very least, locate the position of the five thousand elephant troops underground. If possible, make use of your expertise and assassinate a few senior generals."
"What?" the dwarf cried out in disbelief. "How am I supposed to disguise myself? Is the Long-Nosed King an idiot who cannot even recognize his own illegitimate son?"
"Not just the Long-Nosed King. I guarantee that in a moment even his mother will not be able to tell," Dany said confidently.
"Could it be…" Tyrion was suddenly shocked, thinking of his own height matching Prince Leo's, and then thinking of the Faceless Men."Could it be that you secretly learned the Faceless Men's face-changing technique?" he asked in horror.
Hearing this, the fourth prince of Elephant Island immediately collapsed to the ground, his crotch soaked, wailing and begging. "No, no, do not peel off my face. I am a noble prisoner. Your Majesty, you cannot harm a noble prisoner!"
"Do not get excited. I will not skin you, nor will I kill you. How could I possibly harm prisoners?" Dany said.
After comforting the prince with a few words, she turned to the dwarf and said, "The Faceless Men's face-changing technique is nothing. Before the Stranger's Four Great Divine Arts, the Faceless Men are trash."
"The Stranger's… Four Great Divine Arts?" the dwarf asked blankly.
"The Mother has holy healing. The Smith has the divine flame of forging. Does the Stranger not have divine arts?"
"That makes sense," the dizzy dwarf said. "Then what exactly are the Stranger's Four Great Divine Arts?"
"Han's Face-Swapping Art, Ri's Disguise Art, Tai's Transformation Art, and Tian's Phantom Body Art."
"What are all these things?" Prince Leo muttered.
A bolt of lightning seemed to flash in Dany's eyes as a soul-shaking strike was unleashed. Leo's eyes rolled back, and he collapsed onto the floor where yellow liquid was spreading.
"I am a person who strictly follows tradition. I would never kill an untried noble prisoner. Therefore, if I cannot kill him to silence him, then there are some secrets he cannot be allowed to know."
"Oh," the dwarf responded, then asked again, "So what exactly are the Stranger's Four Great Divine Arts?"
"The Art of the Sun's Disguise. Is that not easy to understand? Using tools and magical potions, you turn your own face into someone else's."
"So powerful. You do not even need to kill or skin anyone," the dwarf exclaimed in amazement.
"The Heavenly Phantom Body Art uses illusions of light and shadow to turn the Hound into the Knight of Flowers, turn you into a three-meter-tall giant, and turn a crocodile into Balerion."
"Wow, this one is even stronger. I didn't expect the Stranger to have illusion arts as well," the dwarf sighed again.
Daenerys sized up the dwarf with ill intent and said, "The Tai Transformation, the sex-changing art. Cut off the little fellow and turn you into a girl, even giving you breasts.
You should count yourself lucky that the raiding party captured the Fourth Prince in the Free Maiden Strait, not the Fourth Princess."
"Gah!" The dwarf's face suddenly turned waxy pale. He clamped his legs together and cried in terror, "This isn't divine magic, it's heretical sorcery!"
"Hm? You dare blaspheme the Seven Gods?" The Dragon Queen's voice sank, her gaze turning dangerous.
"No, I devoutly believe in the Seven Gods. I was wrong, I repent. The Stranger should indeed be this mysterious and sinister," the dwarf hurriedly said. "Your Majesty, please continue. There's also Han's cosmetic surgery."
"Cosmetic surgery is exactly what I intend to do to you. Without changing skin, I can still give you a new face, a face identical to that of Prince Leo the Fourth. Even a Faceless Man would be unable to tell real from fake."
"By the Seven Gods, the Stranger's four great divine arts, mastering just one would be enough to surpass the Faceless Men!" the dwarf muttered in shock.
Well, the Stranger's four great divine arts were actually the four great Asian dark arts, but Daenerys only knew Korean cosmetic surgery.
As for sex change, she had no experience and lacked non-healing-related drugs, so she could not do it. As for makeup, her skills were rather poor, and she also lacked large quantities of cosmetics made from chemical raw materials. As for photo editing, she did not even have a computer, so how could she edit photos?Only cosmetic surgery was feasible. As a surgeon, she had a foundation in wielding the blade. She had condensed the divinity of the Sword God and brought her swordsmanship into a realm of divine clarity. Sword techniques, blade techniques, and surgical knife techniques all connected seamlessly.
In fact, after her first encounter with an assassination attempt by a female Faceless Man, she had already had the idea of recreating the "Asian divine arts" in another world. It was just that at the time she had not yet mastered holy healing magic and could not solve the problem of scarless wound healing.
After she finally solved the greatest difficulty of cosmetic surgery, she suddenly realized: now that I am so powerful, why am I still engaging in these crooked tricks?With skinchangers' animal companions, magical mental projections, and Daenerys's whispers, was cosmetic surgery really necessary?
It was not necessary.
That was until she met Jenny.
Just as Daenerys brought over a bowl of poppy-flower milk and was about to force it down the dwarf's throat, he blocked the bowl and said, "Wait a moment, I still have a few questions."
"Ask after it's done," Daenerys said, pushing the bowl toward him again.
He blocked it again and said urgently, "After the surgery, can I change back? I don't want to live my whole life with a stranger's face!"
"Don't worry. Today you'll go act as a spy under Leo's identity. Tomorrow I'll give you a Leo face."
"I don't want Leo's face. I want my own."
Daenerys shook her head. "You're too ugly. I've made a promise. The imperial-grade healing art will not only make you taller, it will make you more handsome than your older brother and more beautiful than your older sister. A Targaryen's word is as firm as a mountain!"
"No matter how ugly it is, it's still my face!"
"We'll talk about it then," Daenerys said, offering the bowl again.
The dwarf tried to refuse once more. "Your Majesty, I still have a few questions. Mmph, glug glug."
Daenerys did not want to listen anymore. She pried open his upper and lower jaws and forcibly poured the poppy-flower milk down his throat.
Daenerys's hand with the knife was precise and steady. She had even conducted experiments on the corpses of fallen enemy soldiers, but this was her first time performing cosmetic surgery on a living person.
There were no surprises. She failed.
Daenerys produced a crooked-nosed, squint-eyed "Fourth Prince Leo."
But she was not afraid. She had holy healing magic!Then came the second time, the third time, the fourth time.That night, she worked from nightfall until the next morning, failing thirty-five times.
The key problem was that Prince Leo's egg-sized red nose was very hard to replicate. It required filler to stuff it out. Unfortunately, Daenerys had no silicone, so she could only use fish-beam wood.
Well, fish-beam wood neither decays nor breaks. Its chemical and physical stability is terrifyingly strong.
As a filler, it would not rot or deform even after ten thousand years. In theory, it was even more suitable than silicone, but fish-beam wood was harder than silicone.
If certain female celebrities dared to have their chins filled with fish-beam wood, no need to pinch it. Anyone could tell at a glance that they had plastic surgery.
After resting for an hour, eating breakfast, riding a dragon to work, leaving early in the afternoon, and returning to the operating room, she continued experimenting.
No wonder there are so many ghost surgeries in Korea. In truth, novice doctors desperately need practice.
Daenerys sighed with emotion.
Hard work pays off. Finally, when the centaur maid Ellie brought a late-night snack, the Dragon Queen drew inspiration from a pork floss pastry.
Since blocks of fish-beam wood were too hard, could they be made into a pork-floss form?Beef jerky is hard too, isn't it?
But once it's made into fluffy pork floss, how soft and airy it becomes!
And so, the dwarf gained a "fish-beam wood pork floss" nose.
"By the Seven Gods, this, this, this…" The dwarf stared at himself in the mirror, disbelief pushing him to the verge of collapse.
"How did I end up like this?"
The dwarf pinched his soft, oversized nose and burst into tears.
(End of chapter)
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