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The weather was fine and sunny.

The salty sea breeze gently blows the ancient city standing on the coast.

It's a 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 of the year is approaching.

A large number of bottom-level residents have to finish their work as soon as possible, before the hot summer arrives.

For the commoners of Astapor City, today is a very ordinary day, the kind of ordinary that does not see hope day after day.

And to the slave-owning nobles of Astapor.

Today is a day to look forward to.

Because last night.

An astonishing news came from the castle of Lord Krazny, the ruler of Astapor and the great slave owner: "Master Krazny will exchange the Unsullied warrior for a real dragon young dragon tomorrow."

Yes, they heard it right.

The real dragon that had not appeared for many years appeared again, and it was a young dragon.

Lord Krazny will exchange all of Astapor's current Unsullied warriors for a true dragon drake from Westeros.

When the news spread to all the slave owners and nobles in the whole city.

Everyone was looking forward to this performance.

One is that 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 this time.

It must be said that after this time, the chance to see a real dragon in the future will never come again.

Second, there is a lot of action in this transaction.

Although true dragons and young dragons are rare, they are also very precious.

But the Unsullied warriors are just as precious, not to mention all the Unsullied warriors in the entire city of Astapor.

The Unsullied warriors are the pride of all slave owners in Astapor.

for this transaction.

All the slave owners and nobles were talking about it.

Some don't think it's worthwhile to trade all the Unsullied warriors for one true drake.

But others think the deal is worth it.

After all, the impression that the real dragon left on everyone is really too powerful.

Who didn't know that Aegon I Targaryen of the Targaryen Dynasty relied on three dragons to rule the entire Westeros continent many years ago.

With a real dragon, it is possible to raise troops to build a kingdom.

This is the first perception that many people in the world think of the real dragon.

This is also the reason why the big slave owner Krazny can't walk as soon as he sees the real dragon and the young dragon, and he can't give up at all.

Without him, the allure of being a king is too great.

Others believed that even if Lord Krazny's deal was a good deal, losing all the Unsullied at once would inevitably put Astapor in danger.

Of course, there are only a few people who think this way.

They were not really worried about the danger of the city of Astapor, but about their own property and life.

However, this kind of voice simply cannot reach the ears of Lord Krazny, who is the ruler of the entire city.

Even if it is passed in, it is probably useless.

Because Astapor has a large number of warriors and mercenaries in addition to the Unsullied.

Although these are the private soldiers of the various slave owners and nobles.

But at a critical time, these slave owners will definitely make the soldiers and mercenaries unite to face the enemy.

This is also the reason why the slave owners and nobles did not worry much about the city defense of Astapor after selling all the Unsullied warriors.

Of course, they probably would never have imagined that someone would use the Unsullied warriors they sold to deal with Astapor.

Warriors of the Unsullied in exchange for True Dragon Drakes.

Such amazing news cannot be hidden.

Therefore, it is not only the vast majority of slave owners and nobles in Astapor who come to Pride Square today.

There are also many well-informed businessmen and civilians who also came to the square, all wanting to see the true face of the real dragon and the young dragon.

But since a large number of nobles have come.

Civilians definitely don't want to get in.

They could only stretch their necks and look around the outside of the square guarded by the soldiers.

Pride Square.

The moment when the man from Westeros named Morgan took the dragon dragon out of its cage.

The eyes of all the slave owners and nobles at the scene were all focused on the young dragon that was struggling in the air.

As one of the parties, the great slave owner Krazny couldn't take his eyes away.

When the opponent gives him control of the tethered baby dragon.

Krazny was really a little excited.

Holding the iron chain that tied the young dragon tightly, he seemed to be able to see himself riding on the back of a real grown-up dragon, conquering "Yunkai" and "Meereen" to become the king of the entire Slave Bay in one fell swoop.

He even thought about becoming the queen of Slaver's Bay and continuing to conquer the Dothraki steppe to the north and the free trade city-states to the west...

In the end, he became the king of the entire Essos continent.

But the imagination is always full, and the reality is very skinny.

When Krazny fantasized about a bright future, the young dragon's struggling power from the chain in his hand not only did not disappear, but instead became stronger and stronger.

Krazny finally woke up from his fantasy.

He firmly controlled the chain in his hands.

It's just that the strength of this small young dragon in the air in front of him is more and more amazing, and it almost makes him feel uncontrollable.

Krazny finally felt a sense of panic.

"damn it..."

Krazny scolded his hands together and clenched the chains in his hands tightly.

But Siglia, the little dragon in the air, didn't eat his way at all. Watching her master go further and further away, little Siglia was anxious in her heart, struggling more and more, and roared loudly at her master who was walking away.

It's just that Siglia struggled harder, but she suffered from Krazny below.

Krazny was staggered by the little dragon in the air and almost fell to the ground.

As the actual ruler of Astapor, when did Krazny, the largest slave owner, suffer such a loss.

He was furious in his heart, but the object of his anger was not the little dragon he was still precious, but Morgan, who had already obtained the golden scepter.

"Hey boy, what's up with your dragon..."

"Quiet it down, or our deal doesn't count..."

Krazny clenched the chains in his hands with difficulty and shouted at Morgan who was not far away.

front.

He heard the cry of the great slave master Krazny behind him.

It has been tested that all the Unsullied warriors in front of them can indeed be commanded and driven 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.

The complexion has become extremely indifferent and cold.

"It doesn't matter what you said..."

Morgan turned his head to look at the slave owner Krazny, who was trying his best to pull the chains and said coldly, "I think Astapor should be managed by a more capable ruler..."

"What do you think, Lord Krazny?"

The voice fell.

"What you said doesn't count... change a ruler..."

The big slave owner Krazny, whose mind was still on the real dragon and the young dragon, turned his head instantly when he heard the sound coming from the opposite side.

Looking at the indifferent and cold face of the idiot boy in his own eyes.

For a while, Krazny couldn't tell whether what the other party said was true or false.

"what are you saying?"

Krazny asked nervously immediately.

But looking at the golden scepter held in the opponent's hand.

Krazny immediately thought of a very fatal question that he ignored: "What if the other party uses the golden scepter to command all the Unsullied to deal with him?"

"Can the ordinary warriors and mercenaries in the city stop the Unsullied?"

"It's totally unstoppable..."

At this moment, Krazny, who realized that he had done something stupid, felt cold in his heart.

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 coming out of his forehead and back.

But he didn't dare to make any extra moves, so he could only clench the chain in his hand tightly, praying in his heart that the damned Westeros kid in front of him would get out of the way, and hoped that the other party would break the contract and return the golden scepter to him.

I sent someone to kill this kid myself.

In this way, he does not need to hand over an Unsullied warrior, and the young dragon also belongs to himself.

this moment.

Krazny deeply regretted not listening to that fellow Milota yesterday.

Astapor is entirely its own turf.

You can completely force the other party to hand over the young dragon, instead of exchanging all the Unsullied warriors.

"This is so stupid..."

Krazny looked at Morgan, who was holding the golden scepter, in an extremely annoyed and regretful manner, and was nervous in his heart.

Looking at the momentary change in the face of the big slave owner not far away.

Morgan guessed what the other party had realized.

But it doesn't matter.

In the face of absolute strength, some are false.

He was not prepared to leave the former ruler Krazny alive.

"Siglia..."

Ignoring the other's nervous eyes, Morgan shouted in a deep voice, "Kill him!"

"Roar..."

Siglia, who heard her master's voice, immediately shouted excitedly, before waiting for the big slave master Krazny below to react.

Siglia immediately flapped her wings and turned back, and opened her mouth to the idiot who was holding the chain tightly below, and a fiery crimson flame spewed out.

The big slave owner Krazny, who was holding the chains tightly below, was shocked when he heard the voice of the boy on the opposite side. As soon as he looked up, he saw red flames falling from the sky above.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah..."

The shrill screams and mourning sounded from Krazny's mouth instantly.

Watching the young dragon flying in mid-air breathing down flames, watching the great slave master, Lord Krazni, the actual ruler of Astapor, was instantly surrounded by dragon flames.

In the Pride Square, all the slave owners and nobles immediately rioted.

"God, what's going on..."

"How could the young dragon breathe fire on Lord Krazny..."

"No, save Lord Krazny..."

"Kill that kid, kill that Westeros kid, he must have done it..."

"Quick, save Lord Krazny..."

"Come on, grab that kid..."

"..."

In an instant, the slave owners and nobles in front of Pride Square rioted.

The soldiers on the side of the square began to surround Morgan in the center.

Aphra looked at the chaotic slave owners and nobles, and immediately pulled Missandei to quickly approach the master's location.

Look at the chaos around.

Morgan grinned and immediately turned to face all the quiet Unsullied army behind him and made his own voice: "Unsullied..."

"Bang bang..."

The neat rumbling sounded again.

Looking at the army of the Unsullied who were instantly ready for battle.

Morgan gave the order again in a cold voice: "Kill all the soldiers! Kill all the hostiles!! Kill all the rebels!!!"

The voice fell instantly.

Immediately, screams came from the neat formation of the Unsullied army.

Morgan turned his head and saw that a slave patroller who had just drawn his sword was pierced through his abdomen with a spear by an Unsullied man wearing a three-spiked helmet.

Immediately after.

The screams kept coming.

It turned out that the Unsullied warriors who were ordered by Morgan took the lead in attacking the slave patrollers beside him.

The army of the Unsullied begins.

Morgan then turned to look at the numerous slave owners and nobles not far away, and shouted: "The surrenderer will not be killed, and the resister will be killed without mercy!"

Morgan roared.

Immediately, the slave-owner nobles who were already in chaos were shocked and angry.

It's just that the army of the Unsullied who received the order at this time has already rushed towards the private warriors and mercenaries brought by all the other nobles around.

The pride square in front of you is so big.

Eight thousand Unsullied elite soldiers, plus four thousand elite soldiers 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 listened to the slave master's words and rushed to Morgan for the first time were blocked by a number of Unsullied warriors who rushed up without Morgan even taking a shot.

Fierce fighting, screams, and whining sounded one after another in the square.

With 12,000 Unsullied warriors, it was a one-sided slaughter against hundreds of mercenary warriors.

So much so that the slave owners and nobles had no time to respond to Morgan's call.

The Unsullied warriors had already rushed to the stand where the nobles gathered.

"Damn, you lowly idiot dare to touch me, and I will make you survive without dying..."

"puff..."

"No, don't kill me, I surrender I surrender!!!"

"Come on, come on, kill that kid in Westeros, kill that kid and everything will be fine!!"

"puff..."

"what..."

"I surrender!"

"Do not kill me!"

"Damn, you daring lowly slaves..."

"Get out, hurry up..."

"Do not kill me..."

"I surrender..."

"..."

Under the golden sun.

In the gentle sea breeze of the season of hope.

Bloody killings in Pride Square.

The sound of fighting, scolding, screaming, crying, and begging for mercy kept ringing in every corner of the square.

After just ten minutes.

The killing in the square finally stopped.

Hundreds of soldiers and mercenaries were slaughtered, blood was flowing, shocking, and the smell of blood was extremely pungent.

Nearly 100 slave owners and nobles were also killed on the spot because of their resistance.

The remaining 20 or 30 slave-owner nobles could only crouch and crouch in the stands, guarded by the Unsullied soldiers.

Look at the bloody scarlet Pride Square;

Looking at the trembling slave-owner nobles in the stands not far away;

Looking at the army of the Unsullied who still maintained discipline and waited for their orders.

Morgan let out a long sigh.

Squeeze the turbulent emotions in your heart.

He raised his feet and walked towards the slave owners and nobles in the stands.

behind.

Aphra, whose face was blushing with excitement, and Missandei, who was holding on to her excitement, hurriedly followed.

The little dragon Siglia flew up quickly, no matter how big she was now, she landed directly on the shoulders of her master, and kept screaming like she was asking for credit.