Game of Thrones: Battle Royale Game

After the short meeting of the Good Lords, Unsullied Instructor Fermor stepped into the top garden of the Great Good Lord Krazny Mo Nacroz's pyramid.

"What do other good people say?" he asked.

"They are a bunch of idiots!" Krazny did not answer directly, but his anxious look and irritable tone already told the answer.

"A bunch of short-sighted things!" Krazny yelled angrily again. Even though two slave girls were fanning him behind him, he was still sweating profusely.

"They object to the deal?"

"Yes, three of the seven people clearly opposed it, and two of the remaining people said that they still need to consider it. The only ones who supported the transaction were my old friend Grazdan Kelviz and the other one who asked him to be the Dragon King. That guy! Half of the Unsullied business in the city belongs to me, and he said he wants to be the Dragon King? It’s ridiculous!” Krazny’s face was full of anger, “Can’t they see that dragons are important to Astapor? How important is it? We will restore the Empire of Gith! How could they not rally to me at this time?"

It is certainly good to revive the Gith Empire, but if he is not the emperor, it is better to maintain the status quo. Instructor Fermor can basically guess the thoughts of other good masters.

Krazny is stupid, arrogant and irritable. The other good masters do not like him, and they would not allow him to ride on their heads. If it were not for the fact that he is the head of the Nacroz family, Fermor Nacro I don't want to talk to him either.

"Sir," Fermor did not answer Krazny's question and turned the topic back to the business of his visit. "Ian Darry rented a layer of pyramid from the Temple of Holy Grace. He is hosting a banquet tonight. There were 22 senior instructors of the Unsullied including me, and it is said that the banquet was of a very high standard."

"Why did he invite you?"

"Sir, have you forgotten? If we reached an agreement with Ian yesterday, in the next two years, we will train for him alone. Is it strange that he came to please us in advance?" Fermor Patiently explained.

"The deal is done? You also know the attitudes of the others. Does this look like the deal can be concluded?" Krazny became more and more irritated.

"We know about this, but Ian doesn't. He probably has confidence in you, after all, you promised him."

"But other people are very firm. I don't think I can convince them."

"Maybe we don't need to convince them." Instructor Fermor lowered his voice, "We just need to make sure they don't object."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" If the other party was not also a noble and his nephew, Krazny really wanted to whip him over. How could he make them not object without convincing them?

"Lord Krazny, think about it, as long as we complete this transaction and you have the dragons, plus our Unsullied, within ten years, we will be able to conquer Yunkai, Meereen and New Gith and rebuild the city of Gith. Then you will be the emperor of Gith. What qualifications do those good lords have to dictate your decision? The power of the emperor is unquestionable."

"I admit that what you said makes sense," Krazny nodded, "but the reality is that I am not the emperor of Gith yet, and if other good masters don't nod, I will never be the emperor of Gith!"

Although Krazny is recognized as stupid, he is not stupid enough to use a non-existent title to overwhelm other benefactors.

"If they don't nod, then we have to make them turn around!" Fermor's tone suddenly became fierce, "No one can stop the Nacroz family from becoming a royal family!"

"Are you crazy?" Krazny was startled. "You want to kill them?"

"If they don't want to live."

"Isn't this possible? Although half of the Unsullied in the city now belong to me, if I start a civil war against them, they will definitely unite against me. Then we will defeat all the Unsullied ourselves first. What are you going to do in exchange for Ian's dragon?" Krazny said that he couldn't do it, but his eyes were full of expectation.

He hoped that his nephew, who was always capable, would come up with a 'doable' plan.

"Then we have to find a way to prevent the Unsullied from participating in the war. No, to be precise, we do not allow the Unsullied from other Good Lords to participate in the war."

"What's the meaning?"

"We can pretend to give up the current trading plan and let Ian use money to trade with us, and let him buy 8,000 Unsullied first. Only leaving a fraction of 600 people, this is in line with our trading habits, without anyone will doubt.

After Ian bought the Unsullied, he temporarily took them away from Astapor. The six hundred Unsullied left in Astapor are my people. At this time, we can start to clean up those who are disobedient. Good Lord

You call them together for a meeting first, and then capture them all. Astapor's guards are vulnerable to the Unsullied, and I only need half a day to control the situation.

At that time, we will invite Ian back and return his money to him, and then we can conduct the transaction according to the way you and him agreed. And by that time, you will be the only owner of Astapor. "

"This plan will require Ian's cooperation. Will he cooperate with us?" Krazny looked pleased, but still asked.

"He has nothing to lose in this matter. He gets the army he wants, you get the dragon you want, and he doesn't need to deal with anyone other than you in Astapor in the future. This saves him money." A lot of trouble and I believe I can convince him." Fermor promised.

"Tonight? He is going to entertain you tonight, right? Go and convince him! Convince him tonight!"

"Krazny agreed." After leaving the Great Pyramid of the Knuckles family, Instructor Fermor met Celia in an inn.

"Very good, then everything will go according to plan." Celia nodded, and it was expected that Krazny would agree, "Where's the list?"

"Don't forget the conditions you promised me." Fermor handed a list to Celia's hand.

"Don't worry, Instructor Fermor." Celia took the list.

After receiving Celia's reassurance, Fermor hurriedly left the inn and quickly disappeared around the corner.

Celia picked up the sour persimmon wine on the table and drank it all, then took out the small notebook in her arms and put a check mark behind 'Attract Krazny into the trap'.

This is her work record book.

She still has countless tasks to do in the future, such as wooing the Unsullied instructors on Fermor's list, building the 'miracle' that Ian will use to subdue the centaur slaves, exploring possible resources in the surrounding area, and Assess what types of crops the nearby terrain is suitable for large-scale planting, etc.

As a mature player, it is impossible to stop farming completely because there is not enough time to farm. Knowledge that transcends the times can be transformed into a certain value even in a short period of time. The key is to choose the direction of your efforts and concentrate all your efforts to replace this part of the value. If you want to do everything, then the end result will be nothing.

The question of where to focus our efforts fell on Celia, who was more professional than Ian in this area.

Closing the small notebook, Celia embarked on a new path to work.

She does not object to working. She knows that the more work she has on hand, the safer she will be. No company dares to fire the top salesman, and neither does Ian.

He now has too many tasks that only players can do well, and Ian can't find a substitute. If the day comes when Ian stops assigning work to him, then he should really be worried.