Game of Thrones: Overlord of the Deep Sea

Chapter 27
Half a month passed in a flash.

Astapor, the arena.

Jack sat in the stands on the first lap and waited for the fight to start, but judging from the bustling crowd around him, the fight was almost nothing to watch.

And the several arenas around are full of voices, and the appearance of the crowds forms a huge contrast with this place.

However, this was just in line with Jack's thoughts. He didn't like places with many people, but he wanted to see the real arena. It happened that this unspectacular arena perfectly met Jack's conditions.

While Jack was waiting, several ladies came and sat down next to Jack. These three young women were about 30 years old, with round bodies and good faces.

The three of them originally planned to go to another arena, but when they saw that Jack brought a few Unsullied to this arena with few people, they changed their minds.

They had never seen this handsome guy with a strange face, and he looked only sixteen or seventeen years old. He was obviously not a local, but his handsome and tough face and tall figure had already made their lower exhausts water-cooled.

Jack watched this scene and didn't speak. There were already several ladies he had played with during this time.

Of course, for those noble ladies, he was the one being played. In short, both parties had a good time.

The ladies here are very fancy, but I have to say that the technology is really good.

The more important thing is that these noble ladies have high eyesight, which keeps their cars in good condition.

As the three ladies took the initiative to talk, Jack also showed a little shy look, which made these women more excited and active.

Then the four of them went to the owner of the arena to book a separate box. This is the lowest floor of the circular arena, but it is slightly higher than the arena. It is the most suitable place to watch the battle. line of sight.

Of course, the rent, no, the money for the box is paid by these women.

Jack checked the condition of the three cars.

The age of the car is 33, and the length of the car is 1.6 meters five.

The condition of the car is very good, the interior color is very white, Jack likes it very much.

The lower exhaust is slightly dark, and the phenomenon of burning oil is not very serious. The engine is at its peak, but it is slightly scuffed.

It's worth mentioning, though, that interior space is tight, and each car's three exhaust tips allow for it.

After five or 10 minutes, the water will come out from the lower exhaust, and the tank will be sprayed directly!
It just so happened that the battle in the arena began to enter the preparation stage, and a middle-aged man about 30 years old walked into the arena.

A woman lies in Jack's arms and asks Jack to help adjust the headlights.

At the same time, he introduced: "This slave's name is Ge, and he was a carpenter slave before. Guess what, this slave fell in love with the daughter of the master's family."

"It's ridiculous, he is a slave, how dare he fall in love with a good master's daughter?" Another woman whose headlights were turned on had a playful and mocking look on her face.

Jack smiled, twisted the tungsten wick and asked, "What about after that?"

"Hmph~" The woman was caught off guard.

"Afterwards, this slave wanted to elope with the good lord's daughter, and that girl was also dazzled by the momentary love, and she actually stole a bag of golden dragons to elope with this slave."

"Love brain?" Gordon said his thoughts.

It's not to laugh at this love, but the approach is a little naive. If you want to elope, you must think about it in the long run. The destination, money, and transportation must be carefully planned.

"Love brain? Yes, yes, that's a good word!" A woman who was adding milk to the gas tank raised her head and agreed.

Jack asked her to continue to cheer, and then motioned to another young woman to continue.

"Then, it was discovered by another slave, and that slave told the Good Lord about it.

The good lord was furious, and he was about to execute the two of them immediately. After all, the good lord had many daughters.

The two fled overnight after they knew about it, but they were finally stopped by other slave owners on the pier, all of whom were watching a joke.

Facing the rain of arrows in the end, the girl stood in front of the man and was shot into a female hedgehog.

It's really not worth it, just marrying a slave owner can guarantee prosperity and wealth for the rest of your life, and generally in this kind of marriage, both husband and wife play their own things, and there is very little love and marriage together.

In the end, the man was distraught and was captured alive, and he kept fighting with other people in the arena. If you ask me, this slave still didn't love the girl, otherwise he would have chosen to die with her long ago.

But the most interesting thing is that the current owner of the arena is the informant slave. In 12 years, he has changed from a slave to a small slave owner. "

After listening to the young woman's narration, Jack also understood what happened. He has long heard that love is sad, not to mention the story of a slave boy and a noble daughter.

Looking at the man who pierced the enemy's throat with a spear on the field, Jack moved his mind.

Needless to say, there are difficulties in being able to go from a carpenter to a 12-year-old man in the arena, but the purpose of being able to persevere is probably only revenge.

In the next few battles, the man almost never took more than three rounds to finish his opponent.

The women beside Jack were extremely bored, "It's really boring, I can't even afford a battle slave, this arena should close down as soon as possible."

After talking, the three of them got up and began to get dressed. After getting dressed, the woman gave Jack a wink, "My sisters will go first. You have a lot of capital and good skills. My sisters like it very much."

Jack got dressed as the three unknown women left.

Jack found the owner of the arena, a lean middle-aged man in his 40s.

"I want to buy Ge, please make an offer." Jack said straight to the point.

Surprise flashed in De Dalo's eyes. This small arena has long been unable to make ends meet. Recently, he is dealing with his slaves, and Ge is the hardest one to sell.

It's just because Ge has become neurotic since Martha's death, and the whole person is not normal, but Ge's combat effectiveness is very strong, and De Dalo doesn't want to get out cheap.

"Well, if you give fifty gold dragons, I'll sell them to you at a loss." Dedalus saw that Jack was very fond of Ge, and said directly to the lion.

Jack directly threw out a golden dragon, "That's all, I just bought a few thousand Unsullied, I advise you to be less thoughtful, so as to avoid the danger of walking at night."

Dedalus' eyelids twitched, how many thousand Unsullied did he buy?
"You are Mr. Jack Poseidon?" Dedalus asked cautiously.

Slave masters are slave masters, good masters are good masters, slave masters are more merchants, good masters, great masters, and wise masters are nobles.

Recently, it has been spread among good masters and even among slave owners that there is a grudge named Jack Poseidon who has cleared the backlog of inventory of the good masters, the Unsullied.

"You know me?" Jack asked curiously.

"I know, of course I know, your wealth and generosity are famous in Astapor!"

　Blocked again, convinced

　　
　
(End of this chapter)