Build the Traveler Alliance from Scratch

Chapter 129 I Want It All
Li Yun thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "I'm still a warrior, I don't want to be a knight."

Daenerys chuckled and said, "Can't the Dragon Knight do it too?"

Li Yun was slightly taken aback, turned his head to look at the three young dragons who were eating, thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "A real strong person should rely on his own strength to fly like Boss Lin!"

Daenerys curled her lips: "You didn't learn Ghidorakkung, how can you fly without a magnetic gravitational field?"

Li Yun said with a smile: "Who told you that my skills can't fly, have you seen Iron Man?"

Daenerys was thoughtful: "You want to fly violently like a rocket...but that would be too ugly!"

Li Yun didn't care: "It doesn't matter, as long as it is practical."

Daenerys snorted twice, stopped chatting with him, turned to look at the three young dragons and said, "Dracarys (Dragon Flame)!"

The three young dragons spewed out golden-red flames, roasted the remaining flesh and blood in the pot, and then continued to eat.

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Not long after, Daenerys and her party were welcomed into Astapor, the famous city in Slaver's Bay.

5000 years ago, the rise of Valyria destroyed the ancient Ghis Empire. Astapor was the surviving colony. It was once conquered by Valyria's scorching dragon flame and built into a slave trading center.

Today, mighty Valyria is a thing of the past, but their influence continues to ferment. The Astapor living here have forgotten the ancient Ghiscari language. To be precise, the entire slave The city-states of the Gulf speak Old Valyrian, the language the conquerors forced upon them.

There is a red brick fountain in the center of Pride Square, and a harpy statue in the center of the spring.

She is the legendary symbol of the Gughis Empire. She has a woman-like face, gilded hair, ivory-ground eyes and teeth, dragon-like wings growing where her arms should have been, and eagle legs on her lower body. A curly scorpion tail.

From her paws hung a heavy chain with a loose shackle at each end.

This is the unique shape of the harpy in Astapor, which symbolizes the glory of the slave owner.

In Astapor, when a slave owner intends to take their customers to watch their slaves, they will come to the Pride Square, which is why Daenerys and her party appear here.

Li Yun frowned tightly as he looked at those slaves with bare breasts, numb expressions, and shackled slaves.

"The city should be burned."

He said in a low voice, with suppressed anger that had never been seen in his tone.

Daenerys understood his anger and patted his arm lightly as a reassurance before turning her head to look forward.

On the huge steps in the square ahead, a tall man with brown-red skin was sitting on a luxurious soft bed. He was wearing a toka robe with gold tassels, holding a short leather whip in his right hand. The light blue silk covered his obesity. His body, clasped around one shoulder like a gorgeous bed sheet, looks like a beggar in gorgeous clothes.

He was the Good Lord Krazni, who ran the sales of the Unsullied on behalf of eight of the most powerful slaveholders in Astapor.

Seeing what Li Yun said in a low voice, the Good Lord Krazny frowned, tilted his head and asked, "What is that Westeros savage talking about?"

Beside him, the slave girl who was acting as an interpreter murmured in panic, "Sorry, master, I don't understand, what he said is not the common language of Westeros, nor is it any language I have learned..."

"Snapped--"

The Good Lord Krazny whipped her, cursing and complaining that slave girls are useless.

Seeing this scene, Daenerys frowned. Judging from her appearance, the girl was only less than ten years old, with an ordinary appearance, a flat round face, dark skin, and eyes unique to the Nass. golden.

Her nation is known as the people of peace, naturally gentle and submissive, making them the best candidates for slavery.

"Where are the Unsullied soldiers I want?"

Daenerys spoke in the Common Tongue of Westeros.

Finally hearing the familiar language, the slave girl was relieved, and quickly translated: "Westeros women want to see the goods."

The good lord Krazny curled his lips, and lightly waved the whip decorated with gold in his hand.

The servants waiting on the edge of the Pride Square received the order immediately, waving whips and shouting something in Valyrian.

The voice fell, and a sound of well-coordinated footsteps came from outside the Pride Square.

Daenerys looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a mass of black slave soldiers walking into the square at the same pace, and lined up in ten rows in front of the fountain and the majestic bronze harpy statue, 100 soldiers each. People, a total of one thousand Unsullied.

They wore nothing but white linen about their loins, and on their heads a cone-shaped helmet of bronze with a spike a foot high—there is a saying in Astapor about the In the words of the Defiler, from the day he won the spiked helmet, the most difficult life has passed, and from now on, no mission is as severe as the original training.

For before winning the Spiked Helm, the Unsullied must take a silver coin to the slave market, find a crying newborn baby, buy it, and kill it in front of its mother.

Any Unsullied who failed to do so were executed by their slave masters.

This training is designed to dehumanize them, turning them into killing machines that only know how to obey orders.

In order to achieve this goal, the slave owners also developed a lot of inhumane training. For example, on the day each boy is castrated, the slave owner will give him a puppy, let him raise it until the end of the first year, and then strangle it with his own hands. , Boys who fail to do so will be executed immediately, and their flesh will be fed to the surviving dogs.

The most ironic thing is that the pass rate of this test is much lower than that of the baby test.

Daenerys knew the training process of the Unsullied in her previous life, but when she really saw these Unsullied, she couldn't help but feel a wave of anger in her heart.

At this moment, all the Unsullied stood straight in place, staring straight ahead without emotion.

The summer in Astapor is extremely hot, even Daenerys, who has a physique of 3 points, oozes a few drops of sweat, but these Unsullied seem to be unconscious, standing in the sun expressionlessly , letting the scorching sun bake their skin and body.

The slave girl told Daenerys that all the Unsullied have been trained since the age of five, from dawn to dusk every day, until they are proficient in daggers, shields and three kinds of spears. Only one of the three boys survived.

While listening to the slave girl's introduction, Daenerys slowly examined the soldiers.

Most of them were bronze-skinned Dothraki and Lazarin, and there were also fair-skinned Qarth and dark-skinned Summer Islanders. The same Gujis race with brown-red skin, obviously they did not let go of their own race.

The good lord Krazny said impatiently to the slave girl: "Tell that Westeros bitch, let her not look at it, the Unsullied are the best slave soldiers in the world, no matter how powerful a warrior is, they will fear death , but the Unsullied will not, even if she draws out her sword to kill the nine hundred and ninety-nine people in front of her, the remaining people will stand still until death comes..."

The slave girl politely translated the words of the Good Lord Krazny.

Daenerys said quietly, "Tell him I'm happy with his soldiers."

Krazny smiled and said, "Ask this barbarian, how many Unsullied does she want to buy?"

Daenerys asked back, "How many Unsullied do you have for sale?"

The Good Lord Krazny smiled and said: "There are currently eight thousand well-trained Unsullied, but she needs to know that we only sell in rounds of hundreds or thousands. In the past, we also sold ten Unsullied to Customers are personal guards, but it turns out that ten is too few, they will mix with other slaves and even free people, they will forget who they are, and lose the combat power that belongs to the Unsullied..."

Daenerys looked at the Unsullied thoughtfully, and suddenly said, "I want it all!"

The slave girl froze for a moment, then glanced at Daenerys in astonishment, and translated her words to the Good Lord.

The good lord Krazny was surprised when he heard the words, and couldn't help but said: "Are you sure?"

Daenerys nodded calmly: "I'm sure, and not only the eight thousand Unsullied, but also those who are still in training, those who have not won the spiked helmet, and the boys who have just been castrated, I want them all!"

(End of this chapter)