Hallyne bobbed his head. "Wisdom Malliard believes we shall be able to provide a full ten thousand jars, as was promised the queen. I concur." The pyromancer looked indecently pleased with that prospect.
哈林点头，“梅利亚德智者坚信我们一定能实现对太后的承诺——提供整整一万罐。我也深信不疑。”火术士得意洋洋，表情近乎猥亵。
Assuming our enemies give you the time. The pyromancers kept their recipe for wildfire a closely guarded secret, but Tyrion knew that it was a lengthy, dangerous, and time-consuming process. He had assumed the promise of ten thousand jars was a wild boast, like that of the bannerman who vows to marshal ten thousand swords for his lord and shows up on the day of battle with a hundred and two. If they can truly give us ten thousand…
那得敌人给你们时间。火术士严守野火的配方秘密，但想也知道，那是一道繁复危险且耗时的程序。他原本估计一万罐的承诺是吹牛，就如诸侯向领主发誓带一万兵力驰援，最后上战场的却只有一两百人一样。话说回来，倘若他们真能提供一万罐……

He did not know whether he ought to be delighted or terrified. Perhaps a smidge of both. "I trust that your guild brothers are not engaging in any unseemly haste, Wisdom. We do not want ten thousand jars of defective wildfire, nor even one…and we most certainly do not want any mishaps."
他不知该兴奋还是恐惧，或许两者皆有吧。“智者，希望你公会的弟兄们不要无谓地加班赶工，毕竟我们不需要一万罐有瑕疵的野火，一罐都不要……我们非常在意，不允许任何意外发生。”
"There will be no mishaps, my lord Hand. The substance is prepared by trained acolytes in a series of bare stone cells, and each jar is removed by an apprentice and carried down here the instant it is ready. Above each work cell is a room filled entirely with sand.
“首相大人，请您尽管放心，绝对没有意外。这种物质都由训练有素的助手制作，操作地点乃是一串空旷的石室，每完成一瓶，即刻交学徒下送到此处。每间工作室上方都有一个装满沙的房间。