Game of Thrones: Battle Royale Game

"What did the Lord of the City just say to you?" An Unsullied instructor who had just become the head of the family asked Fermor quickly.

"He said that if Ian's Unsullied evacuate Astapor, our safety will not be guaranteed. He is worried that there will be traitors among you, so he is going to hold a banquet tonight to invite all the remaining nobles of Astapor. , and then let me slaughter you all!" Instructor Fei Moer said angrily.

"Krazny is crazy!" the Unsullied instructor who had just become the head of the family said immediately.

"We have already sworn allegiance! He still refuses to let us go!" Another instructor, the Unsullied, who became the head of the family, immediately agreed.

"We can't let such a person be our city lord!" A third voice followed.

Under their leadership, the Astapor nobles in the hall, who had been suppressed for a long time, suddenly became noisy. Even the Nacroz family themselves began to question whether such a 'future emperor' could bring power to the family. and glory.

"You betrayed me?" Krazny finally realized something. This place was quite far away from where the nobles were standing, but Krazny could still hear clearly the people's unabashed discussions.

"You want to betray me?" Krazny was furious. He raised the finger of the harpy in his hand. "The Unsullied obey the order! Capture these traitors for me! And..." Krazny looked at it. Taking a look at Ian and the others standing at the door, I wanted to take them down together, but after thinking about the comparison between 600 and 8000, I gave up this ridiculous idea.

What surprised Krazny was that the Unsullied who had previously obeyed him stood still like bricks, completely ignoring his orders.

"You?" He looked at Fei Moer and then at the whip in his hand. His whole hand was trembling. "You have already stolen the authority of the whip?"

The 600 Unsullied left behind were trained by Fermor himself. If he ordered the Unsullied to remain the number one obedient when handing over authority to the whip, then the Unsullied would not be able to execute the whip holder. Regarding the order to harm Fermor.

"Take the Lord of the City back to the room temporarily, and be sure not to hurt him." Fermor immediately ordered the Unsullied, and the Unsullied naturally chose to obey his order.

"Damn! Damn! You traitor!" Krazny roared as he was sandwiched by two Unsullied and left the hall through a small door on one side.

"Krazny has gone crazy." Fermor said helplessly to several elders of the Nakroz family.

The three elders looked at each other, but no one spoke. They knew what Feimor wanted to express, but they were not willing to be manipulated by him.

"Krazny has gone crazy," the head of another family echoed Fermor, "Astapor City needs a new master."

His words did not resonate with the nobles.

"Why don't we restore co-governance by good masters?" A noble immediately retorted, "This is the tradition of Astapor."

"Once a tradition is destroyed, it cannot be restored. Krazny massacred three major families. In the eyes of outsiders, we are all his accomplices!"

"We don't have that"

"But we swore allegiance to him! Do you think the remnants of Old Graztan's party upstream on the Worm River will believe our explanation?"

"What should we do?"

"We must let the Western Queen's army help solve Astapor's future troubles."

"But her pretty boy has no intention of meddling in Astapor's internal affairs."

"Then we must convince him to fulfill the deal we negotiated with Astapor. We will train an army for him, and he must protect Astapor."

"But he has clearly rejected the deal because he believes that working with Krazny Mo Nacroz would harm his honor."

"That's why I said that Astapor needs a new city lord, one who can convince the Andals to stay." As soon as several Unsullied instructors and family heads finished speaking, they looked at Fermor Na in unison. Crozier.

"This is against the rules," Fermor quickly waved his hand and refused. "Krazny is my elder and the head of the Nacroz family. No matter what mistakes he made," Fermor was talking to several Unsullied people. The instructors communicated, but their eyes were focused on several elders in the family.

"They are right, Fermor," an elder interrupted Fermor, "Krazny is crazy. He is no longer suitable to continue to be the city lord of Astapor, and naturally he is not suitable to continue to be Nak. As the head of the Rhodes family, I think you are a good fit."

As soon as he finished speaking, the other two elders immediately agreed.

After listening to the words of these new leaders, how could the three elders not understand that these Unsullied instructors have formed an alliance? Fermor hopes to get their support out of family ties.

If they continue to be ignorant, there will still be many empty torture racks in the Punishment Square.

Fermor gave in repeatedly, and finally took over the title of city lord as a last resort.

"I will try to persuade that Andal man." Fermor assured everyone, then left the hall and caught up with Ian and others under the pyramid who had left after watching the excitement.

"Congratulations, Lord Feimol." Celia took the lead in congratulating Feimol.

"Thank you, madam," Fermor returned the greeting, and then looked at Ian, "I have seized control of Astapor as agreed. In the next two years, I will follow your requirements. You train the army, and you have free access to Astapor's resources."

"In return, I will conquer the entire Slaver's Bay before returning to Westeros. I will only take away the fleet and leave all the cities to you." Ian once again confirmed the agreement between Celia and him to Fermor.

"I will serve you with all my heart." Femor saluted Ian in accordance with the tradition of the Gith people.

The request to conquer Slaver's Bay was made by Fermor on his own initiative. Originally, Celia only wanted to use her position as Lord of Astapor and the skill of training dragons to get him for nothing. Unexpectedly, after she went through all the trouble to convince Fermor, he He actually said that he didn't want a dragon.

He wants Ian to conquer Yunkai and Meereen before returning to Westeros, leaving all three cities to him.

In order to convince Celia, Fermor also elaborated on a series of events, such as seizing Meereen's fleet can help Ian transport the army back to Westeros, leaving the three cities of Slaver's Bay to him, and he can continuously provide Ian with Providing slave armies and other benefits during long-running wars of continental conquest.

Even Ian had to admit that if he was really an aborigine with the goal of regaining the Iron Throne, he would definitely be convinced by him.

He is a very thoughtful person, this is what Celia said about him.

"Do you have any other questions?" Ian noticed that Fermor was hesitant to speak.

"That's right," Fermor was pointed out by Ian, and he no longer struggled, "I do have some troubles that need your help. Although my Unsullied successfully solved the troubles in Astapor City, for those who rebelled against the Good Lord, Our family's property outside the city is beyond our reach." He labeled the three purged families as rebels.

"I hope you can send troops to help me take back the fields and properties on both sides of the Worm River, and eliminate the remnants of the good lords."

"I said from the beginning that I don't want to be involved in Astapor's internal strife in any sense," Ian refused immediately. "If I am willing to dirty my own hands, what else do I want from you? You provided me with value, I will provide you with something in return.”

"As long as..." Fermor hesitated, but decided to give up some of his interests in order to eliminate the root cause. "If you are willing to do this, all the properties you took back will be yours to use in the past two years." Anyway, after you leave, the entire Slaver's Bay will be yours. They are all mine, no less than these two years.

"Put this request back to me tomorrow when you convene a meeting of nobles." Ian did not refuse this time. He gave too much. "Throw away the rhetoric related to the good Lord or the civil war. I was deceived by you into 'counterinsurgency.' ,understand?"

Um. "As you wish."