The weather was clear and the sun was shining brightly.
The salty sea breeze gently blows at the ancient city standing on the coast.
It’s the season of hope.
The light group hanging high in the sky is not so hot when it shines on people.
Throughout the city streets, squares, and alleys, a large number of people can be seen busy everywhere.
The hottest summer season of the year is almost here.
A large number of lower-class residents must finish their work as soon as possible before the hot summer arrives.
For the civilians of Astapor City, today is a very ordinary day, the kind of ordinary that sees no hope day after day.
As for the slave-owning nobles of Astapor.
Today is a day that I am looking forward to a lot.
Because last night.
A shocking news came from the castle of Lord Krazny, the ruler of Astapor and the great slave owner: "Master Krazny will exchange the Unsullied warriors for a true dragon cub tomorrow."
Yes, they heard that right.
The real dragon that had not appeared for many years appeared again, and it was still a young dragon.
Lord Krazny will exchange all the Unsullied warriors currently in Astapor for a true dragon hatchling from Westeros.
When the news spread to the ears of all the slave-owning nobles in the city.
Everyone is looking forward to this performance.
First, because the real dragon has not appeared for too long, and there are too few people who have seen the real dragon.
It is definitely a very lucky thing to be able to feast your eyes on it this time.
After saying that I can’t miss this time, the opportunity to see a real dragon will never come up again in the future.
Second, this transaction involves a lot of activity.
Although true dragon hatchlings are rare, they are also very precious.
But the Unsullied warriors are equally precious, not to mention all the Unsullied warriors in the entire city of Astapor.
The Unsullied warriors are the pride of all slavers in Astapor.
for this transaction.
All the slave owners and nobles were talking about it.
Some people think that one true dragon hatchling is not worth it for all the Unsullied warriors.
But some people think such a deal is worth it.
After all, the impression left by the real dragon on everyone is too powerful.
Who doesn’t know that many years ago, Aegon I Targaryen of the Targaryen Dynasty relied on three dragons to unify the entire continent of Westeros.
With a real dragon, you have the possibility to raise troops and build a kingdom.
This is the first recognition that many people in the world have when they think of a real dragon.
This is also the reason why the great slave owner Krazny couldn't walk as soon as he saw the real dragon baby dragon and couldn't give up at all.
Otherwise, the attraction of becoming a king is too great.
Others believe that even if Lord Krazny's deal is a good deal, losing all the Unsullied at once will inevitably put Astapor in danger.
Of course, only a few people think this way.
Their real worry is not about the danger in the city of Astapor, but about the safety of their property and lives.
However, this kind of sound could not reach the ears of Lord Krazny, who was the ruler of the entire city.
Even if it is passed in, it will probably be of no use.
Because in addition to the Unsullied, Astapor also has a large number of warriors and mercenaries.
Although these are the private soldiers of various slave-owning nobles.
But at critical moments, these slave owners will definitely let warriors and mercenaries unite to deal with the enemy.
This is also the reason why the slave-owning nobles are not too worried about the city's defense problems in Astapor City after selling all the Unsullied warriors.
Of course, they probably never imagined that someone would use the sold Unsullied warriors to deal with Astapor.
The Unsullied Warrior exchanges for the True Dragon Hatchling.
Such shocking news cannot be hidden.
So today, not only the vast majority of the slave-owning nobles in Astapor City came to Pride Square.
Many well-informed businessmen and civilians also came to the square, all wanting to see the true face of the real dragon cub.
But since a large number of nobles have come.
Civilians must not want to sneak in.
They could only crane their necks and look around outside the square guarded by soldiers.
On Pride Square.
The moment when the man named Morgan from Westeros took the true dragon hatchling out of its cage.
The eyes of all the slave owners and nobles at the scene were focused on the young dragon flying in the air and struggling.
As one of the parties involved, the big slave owner Krazny could not move his eyes away.
When the other party handed over the control of the tethered baby dragon to his hands.
Krazny was really excited.
Holding the iron chain holding the young dragon tightly, he seemed to be able to see himself riding on the back of the grown-up true dragon, conquering "Yunkai" and "Meereen" and becoming the king of Slaver's Bay in one fell swoop.
He even thought about becoming the king of Slaver's Bay and continuing to conquer the Dothraki Sea steppe to the north and the Free Trade City to the west...
In the last move, he became the king of the entire continent of Essos.
But the imagination is always full, and the reality is very skinny.
When Krazny was dreaming about a better future, the power of the young dragon's struggle came from the iron chain in his hand. Instead of disappearing and accepting his fate, it became stronger and stronger.
Krazny finally woke up from his fantasy.
He controlled the chain in his hand with force.
But the power of the seemingly small little dragon struggling in the air in front of him became more and more astonishing, almost making him feel like he couldn't hold his hands off.
Krazny finally felt a sense of panic.
"damn it..."
Krazny cursed lowly and stretched out his hands, tightly grasping the chains in his hands.
But the little baby dragon Siglia in the sky didn't like him at all. Seeing her master walking further and further away, little Siglia became anxious and struggled more and more, and screamed loudly at her master who walked away.
It's just that Siglia struggled harder, but it hurt Krazny below.
Krazny was eaten by the little dragon in the air and staggered, almost falling to the ground.
As the actual ruler of Astapor and the largest slave owner, when had Krazny ever suffered such a loss?
He was furious in his heart, but the target of his anger was not his still precious little dragon, but Morgan, who had already obtained the golden scepter.
"Hey kid, what's going on with your dragon..."
"Quiet it, otherwise our deal doesn't count..."
Krazny held the chain in his hand with difficulty and shouted at Morgan, who was not far away.
ahead.
He heard the shouts of the big slave owner Krazny behind him.
It has been tested that all the Unsullied warriors in front of us can indeed command and drive with only the golden scepter in their hands.
Morgan suppressed the excitement in his heart, squeezed the golden scepter in his hand, and took a deep breath.
When turning around.
His face had become extremely cold and indifferent.
"You said it doesn't count..."
Morgan turned to look at the slave owner Krazny who was struggling to pull the chain and said coldly: "I think Astapor should be managed by a more capable ruler..."
"What do you think, Lord Krazny?"
The words fell.
"What you said doesn't count...change another ruler..."
The big slave owner Krazny, who was still thinking about the real dragon baby tied in his hand, turned his head instantly when he heard the voice coming from the other side.
Looking at the indifferent and cold face of the boy opposite him who he regarded as an idiot.
For a moment, Krazny couldn't tell whether what the other party said was true or false.
"what are you saying?"
Krazny immediately asked nervously.
But he looked at the golden scepter being held in the opponent's hand.
Krazny immediately thought of a very fatal question that he ignored: "What if the opponent uses the golden scepter to command all the Unsullied to deal with him?"
"Can the ordinary warriors and mercenaries in the city now stop the Unsullied?"
"Totally unstoppable..."
At this moment, Krazny's heart suddenly became cold when he realized that he had done something stupid.
Even if the whole body is shrouded in golden sunlight;
Even if there is a scorching light above the head.
Krazny could also clearly feel the cold sweat starting to break out on his forehead and back.
But he didn't dare to make any unnecessary moves. He could only hold the iron chain in his hand tightly, praying in his heart that the damn Westeros kid in front of him would get out of here quickly. He also hoped that the other party would break the contract and return the golden scepter to him.
I will send someone to kill this kid again.
In this way, he does not need to hand over an Unsullied warrior, and the young dragon still belongs to him.
this moment.
Krazny regretted not being able to listen to what Milota said yesterday.
Astapor is entirely its own territory.
I can completely force the other party to hand over the baby dragon, instead of exchanging all the Unsullied warriors.
"This is so stupid..."
Krazny looked at Morgan holding the golden scepter across from him with great regret and regret, feeling nervous in his heart.
He looked at the sudden changes in the face of the big slave owner not far away.
Morgan guessed that the other party had realized something.
But it doesn’t matter.
In the face of absolute strength, some things are false.
He was not prepared to spare the life of the former ruler Krazny.
"Siglia..."
Ignoring the nervous look in his eyes, Morgan shouted in a deep voice: "Kill him!"
"Roar..."
Siglia, who heard her master's voice, immediately shouted excitedly, before the big slave master Krazny below could react.
Siglia immediately flapped her wings and turned back, opening her mouth towards the fool who was holding the chain tightly below, and a stream of extremely hot crimson flames spurted out.
The big slave owner Krazny, who was holding the chain tightly below, was shocked when he heard the voice of the boy opposite. As soon as he raised his head, he saw billowing red flames falling from the sky above.
"Ahhhhhhhhh..."
Piercing screams and wails instantly sounded from Krazny's mouth.
Seeing the young dragon flying in mid-air spitting flames downwards, and looking at the big slave master, Lord Krazny, the actual ruler of Astapor, was instantly surrounded by dragon flames.
In Pride Square, all the slave-owning nobles immediately rioted.
"Oh my god, what's going on..."
"How come the young dragon breathed fire at Lord Krazny..."
"No, please save Mr. Krazny quickly..."
"Kill that kid, kill that Westeros kid, it must be his fault..."
"Quickly, save Mr. Krazny..."
"Go on, catch that kid..."
"..."
In an instant, the slave-owning nobles in front of Pride Square were in a commotion.
The soldiers beside the square began to surround Morgan in the center.
Aphra looked at the chaos of slave owners and nobles, and immediately pulled Missandei quickly closer to the master's location.
Looking at the chaos all around.
Morgan grinned, immediately turned around to face the silent army of Unsullied behind him, and said in his own voice: "Unsullied..."
"Bang bang..."
The neat rumble sounded again.
Looking at the army of Unsullied who instantly prepared for battle.
Morgan issued the order in a cold voice again: "Kill all soldiers! Kill all enemies!! Kill all resisters!!!"
The moment the words fell.
Immediately, screams came from the neat formation of the Unsullied army.
Morgan turned around and saw that a slave patrol supervisor who had just drawn his sword was pierced through the abdomen with a spear by an Unsullied man wearing a three-spiked helmet.
Immediately afterwards.
The screams kept coming.
It turned out that the Unsullied warriors who had been ordered by Morgan were the first to take action against the slave patrol supervisors beside them.
The army of Unsullied began to take action.
Morgan then turned to look at the many slave-owning nobles not far away, and shouted: "Those who surrender will not be killed, but those who resist will be killed without mercy!"
Morgan yelled.
The slave-owning nobles, who were already in chaos, were immediately shocked and angry.
It was just that the Unsullied army, which had received the order at this time, had already pounced on the private soldiers and mercenaries brought by all the other nobles around.
How big is the Pride Square in front of you?
Eight thousand elite Unsullied warriors, plus 4,000 elite warriors who had not completed their training, a total of 12,000 Unsullied soldiers quickly attacked in a short period of time and almost surrounded everyone in the square.
Several soldiers who followed the slave master's words and rushed towards Morgan immediately were blocked by several Unsullied warriors who rushed forward without Morgan even taking action.
Tragic sounds of fighting, screams, and whines echoed in the square one after another.
With 12,000 Unsullied warriors, it was a one-sided massacre against hundreds of mercenary warriors.
So much so that the slave-owning nobles had no time to respond to Morgan's call.
The Unsullied warriors had already rushed to the stands where the nobles gathered.
"Damn it, you lowly idiot dare to touch me, I will make you live or die..."
"puff..."
"No, don't kill me, I surrender, I surrender!!!"
"Come on, come on, kill that boy from Westeros, kill that boy and everything will be fine!!"
"puff..."
"ah..."
"I surrender!"
"Do not kill me!"
"Damn it, you audacious lowly slaves..."
"Rush out, quickly..."
"Do not kill me..."
"I surrender..."
"..."
Under the golden sunshine.
In the gentle sea breeze of the season of hope.
There was bloodshed in Pride Square.
The sounds of fighting, curses, screams, crying, and begging for mercy continued to ring out from every corner of the square.
Just ten minutes later.
The killings in the square finally stopped.
Hundreds of warriors and mercenaries were slaughtered, and blood flowed everywhere. It was shocking, and the smell of blood was extremely pungent.
Most of the nearly 100 slave-owning nobles were killed on the spot because of their resistance.
The remaining twenty or thirty slave-owning nobles could only curl up and squat in the stands, being guarded by the Unsullied soldiers.
Looking at the bloody and scarlet Pride Square;
Looking at the shivering slave-owning nobles in the stands not far away;
He looked at the army of Unsullied who were still maintaining discipline and waiting for his orders.
Morgan let out a long breath.
The emotions stirred up in my heart under the pressure.
He raised his feet and walked towards the slave-owning nobles in the stands.
behind.
Aphra, whose face was flushed with excitement, and Missandei, who was suppressing the excitement in her heart, quickly followed.
The little baby dragon Siglia quickly flew up, no matter how big she was, she landed directly on her master's shoulder, and kept growling and screaming as if asking for credit.
