Chapter 99: Chapter 99

Gift?" Kraznys was puzzled, then pointed at the older man in surprise and said, "How can you speak Valyrian?"

The older man not saying a word opened a box the size of a cello, in it, it was covered with thick fine silk, and eight black scepters were placed on the soft cloth, each almost two meters long, glittering and translucent in an obsidian light, but with an indescribable luxury and majesty to them.

The tops of the five scepters are encrusted with large blocks of gold carved in the shape of the head of the Harpy, the eyes are inlaid with bright crystals, and the teeth are also carved from white ivory.

In the position of the armrest of the scepters bodies, there is a gold hoop, with fine lines to prevent sweaty and slippery hands.

Kraznys opened his eyes and found that there were Valyria words inlaid with fine pink diamonds on the gold hoop, one of which was "Kraznys mo Nakloz", which was his name.

Two more are inlaid with silver in the same style as before.

The slave businessman felt good in his heart and looked towards the silver hoop. Sure enough, the name on it represented another Good Master, a Tokar robe that could only be worn with silver tassels.

The last one is exceptionally gorgeous. Although it is also mainly made of gold, it is inlaid with at least 80 pearls the size of seeds.

The name Grazdan was inlaid on it.

"These are really for us?" Kraznys, who had always been a miser, stared with disbelief, "If I see it right, this is Dragon bone, right?"

Dragon bone is a very special material, it holds a metallic texture, but it is much lighter than any black iron – After all, if it is not light, a Dragon could not fly.

At first, Kraznys thought it was a black iron scepter, and only when picking it up and feeling at it for a moment was he sure that it was Dragon bone.

"It's Dragon bone." Whitebeard said as he put the box in front of the slave master, "I hope the Good Masters like it, I'm taking my leave."

After he finished speaking, he turned away with his hardwood cane in hand.

"Hold," Kraznys stopped the older man and asked in puzzlement, "Why? Eight exquisite Dragon bone scepters are worth at least thousands, even tens of thousands of Gold Dragon."

"We are leaving Astapor today, and the Queen had asked me to come to give gifts," Whitebeard uttered lightly.

In fact, he was a little puzzled himself. Even he didn't even know when Dany prepared these gifts.

When she set off in the morning, she asked the Dothraki, who had become Smiths, to send a large box, and asked him to personally give the gift to the Good Masters after she left with the Unsullied.

"Hey, tell your Westeros bi…Queen." Looking at the luxurious Dragon bone scepter, Kraznys felt that he should repay the other party, and stopped Whitebeard, and sincerely suggested: "It's best to let those slaves get some combat experience first.

There are many small cities along the way, which are very suitable for looting. No matter what loot you get, you can take them all, because the Unsullied hold no desire for money and jewels.

The captured prisoners can be brought back to Astapor by arranging a team of escorts, Meereen and Yunkai will not stop them.

Warriors with martial skills can be sold to Meereen, young women and slender men you can sell to Yunkai, and we'll buy healthy boys at reasonable prices.

Maybe before she gets back to the Sunset Sea, she'll make her money back, and maybe ten years later, the boys she sent us will become Unsullied. This will form a virtuous circle, which will benefit everyone."

The older man turned slightly pale and glared at the slave masters with a turning glance, before riding away without saying a word.

Going out of the city gate sometime later, he saw an orderly army off on the vast plain of Worm River.

Several hundred meters more on horseback, Whitebeard met Dany in the loess-filled area.

She was on a horse talking to several Ghis men in Tokar robes, and there were nearly a thousand Dothraki with bronze slave collars standing on the nearby flat.

"The Dothraki slaves of the whole Astapor are here, a total of 936 of them. If you buy enough, I will give you a 20% discount. One Silver Honor can buy five." A red-haired black man stood beside the old slave dealer with a smile.

"Aggo, give the Good Master 200 Silver Stags," Dany said to the Bloodrider behind her.

"Ahaha more, more," the slave dealer said happily, rubbing his fingers together, "and I'm just a small businessman, not a Good Master."

"It's not easy for you to find Dothraki from all over the city, and the extra Silver Stag is a gift from me." When it came to 'gifts', Dany meaningfully laughed at him, "One day, You may be treated the same as the Good Masters."

"Ahaha, thank you for your kind words." The slave dealer was more than happy.

When the Ghis people left with a large bag of coins, Whitebeard came over and said, "The gift has been sent, and those slave merchants liked it."

"Mm."

In the Red Waste, although the Dothraki were old and weak, everyone had horses, and the number of people was small, which was relatively easy to manage and allowed travel of more than 100 kilometers a day.

Now their environment is better, no shortage of water resources, and there is no shortage of fodder for horses, but there are many troops, and they are all infantry. It is likely that it will be difficult to walk even 30 kilometers a day.

"Slave merchants also gave an offer…" The older man hesitated for a long time, but loyalty still prevailed over his conscience, and he reluctantly relayed Kraznys' words, "You can let the Unsullied sack the towns along the way, not only adding Military supplies but you can also...!"

In the end, he still couldn't persuade her to sell slaves.

"Haha, are the residents of the towns to be sold as slaves to Slaver's Bay city-states, forming a cycle?" Dany smirked and helped him continue.

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"Uh…" The old man was stunned and persuaded: "Her Highness, you can't sell slaves, not to mention the reaction of the Seven Kingdoms people when they find out, you have also seen, how miserable slaves are."

"If we don't loot small cities, how do we travel tens of thousands of kilometers and return to the Seven Kingdoms?" Dany asked delicately.

When the slave masters sold the Unsullied, they only gave sleeveless leather armor, a short sword, a lance, a metal shield, a sleeping bag, and three-day rations.

Only Unsullied who have finished their training have bronze spiked helmets, Unsullied apprentices don't have helmets.

Without robbery, Dany wouldn't be able to feed 10,000 people a month later.

Well, the belongings she brought from Qarth are still there.

Whitebeard thought long and hard after a long time, and said tentatively, "Maybe, we can borrow."

"Who can I borrow from?" Dany became interested.

"The bank merchants of the Free Cities, The Iron Bank of Braavos." The old man glanced at Knight Jorah, who was silent, "Even the Lord of Bear Island can have tens of thousands of Gold Dragon loans in the Iron Bank, with this amount, the Queen of the Seven Kingdoms can borrow several million gold with no problem."

"You know?" Jorah shuddered, "My Longclaw is a Valyrian Steel Sword, to Lord Tywin I didn't even sell for Gold Dragon, but the Iron Bank is smart!

In order to pay off those interests, I sold my life for several years, hovering on the edge several of times."

The older man rubbed his bearded cheek and looked at the Knight's black armor inlaid with gold, nodded, and said: "Her Highness, the money from selling the armor is enough for all of us to circle the world twice."

"You can't-" Jorah bristled, looking pleadingly towards Dany.

"Forget it all, it was just a small joke, I have a plan in mind," Dany said with a smile.

"What plan?" the two asked at the same time.

She pondered and asked quietly, "Do you know why I wanted to send a present to the slave master?"

The two held even expressions, and Jorah's mind circled for a moment, before suddenly he remembered the topic that had been talked over several times, and tentatively claimed: "As guest gifts?"

"Hm…" Dany nods with a smile.

"But we don't have a guest relationship with the slave masters?" The older man was puzzled. "They sell slaves, and we buy Unsullied. It's fairly normal trade."

"That's also a kind of guest relationship." Jorah gently pulled the reins and looked thoughtful: "The Free Cities are not the same as the Seven Kingdoms. In Westeros when strangers pass the host's home, the precondition of a guest relationship is reached, as long as the host abides the guest rights will take effect automatically when you take in guests.

According to the previous theory of Her Highness, this is actually a kind of oath, or 'promise', an oath not to harm each other.

In the Free Cities, even a normal transaction counts… We came to this city, the city owner didn't rob us, and he invited us to lunch yesterday and to watch entertainment, isn't this in accordance with the guest rights?"

Whitebeard was persuaded by Jorah and gradually accepted this point of view, and nodded: "That's right, in Westeros, as long as you eat the salt provided by the host, the guest rights will—"

Speaking this, he looked up suddenly, looking towards Dany in shock, and stammered: "Her Highness, you…you…you gifted the Good Masters…a guest gift!!?"

Jorah hearing this was stunned for a moment: Isn't it obvious, is it necessary to make such a ruckus about it?

But the next moment, after he wanted to understand the meaning of "guest gift", he also held a pale face and said in a trembling voice: "Guests give gifts to hosts and guests mainly to express their gratitude to the hosts for their hospitality. But…at the same time, it also represents the end of a guest relationship between the two parties. The Good Masters and we no longer enjoy guest rights, you want to-"

Dany looked back calmly and interrupted "You hate and spurn the slave system, but you only want to avoid it. I am different. I want to change everything. After tomorrow, I will see who will continue to sell slaves."

Her words confirmed the conjecture of the two, they were silent for a moment, not knowing what to say.

"Will the Unsullied follow your…plan?" Whitebeard hissed halfway through.

Dany laughed, "I'm not sure, so I'm going to leave Astapor and test."

If the Unsullied are obedient, execute plan A and make rapid changes; she did not have the "Queen temperament" of the Daenerys in the show, and could not make the Unsullied unconditionally bow down, so she also ran with the Dothraki.

A few kilometers away from the city, even if the slave masters knew she was going to fuck them over, they couldn't catch up.

They were walking on the ancient Ghiscari Great Way along the coast at this time, and the four sea-going ships of Groleo had been along the coastline, following her!

However, Dany felt that she will succeed through the prophecy revealed by Quaithe yesterday.

Thinking of this, she turned her head to beckon with a hand to a young black girl who was more than a dozen meters away, and called out, "Missandei, come here."

The maid Jhiqui prepared a horse for her. A red-maned filly, small and docile, just big enough for her to ride.

"Master, what are you looking for the slave for?" Missandei rode over and respectfully intoned.

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