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The weather is fine and sunny.

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

It's the season of hope.

The beam of light hanging high in the sky shines on people not so hot yet.

Throughout the city streets, squares, and alleys, you can see a large number of people busy everywhere.

The hottest summer season of the year is approaching.

A large number of low-level residents must finish their work as soon as possible, before the arrival of the hot summer.

For the civilians of Astapo, today is a very ordinary day, day after day the kind of ordinary that can't see hope.

For the slave-owners and nobles of Astabo.

Today is a day of anticipation.

Because last night.

From the ruler of Astapo, an astonishing news from the castle of Lord Krazni, the master slave owner: "Master Krazni will exchange the Unsullied Warrior for a true dragon young dragon tomorrow."

Yes, they heard it right.

The true dragon that hadn't appeared for many years appeared again, and it was a young dragon that appeared.

Lord Krazni will exchange all the current Unsullied fighters in Astabo for a true young dragon from Westeros.

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

Everyone is looking forward to this performance.

One is because the true dragon hasn't appeared for too long, and there are too few people who have seen it.

It is definitely a lucky thing to be able to feast your eyes on this time.

After saying that he must not miss this time, the chance to see the real dragon again in the future will never appear again.

The second is that the transaction involved a great deal of action in this matter.

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

But the Unsullied fighters are equally precious, let alone all Unsullied fighters in the entire city of Astabo.

The Unsullied Warrior is the pride of all slave owners in Astabo.

For this transaction.

All the slave owners and nobles talked about it.

Some people think that it is not worthwhile to trade for all the Unsullied Warriors for a true young dragon.

But some people think that such a deal is worth it.

After all, the impression that the real dragon left to everyone was too strong.

Who didn't know that Aegon Targaryen I, the Targaryen dynasty years ago, relied on three dragons to unify the entire Westeros continent.

With a true dragon, it is also possible to raise troops and build a kingdom.

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

This is also the reason why the master slave owner Krazni couldn't walk when he saw the true dragon young dragon, and couldn't give up at all.

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

Others think that even if the deal of Lord Krazny is a good deal, losing all of the Unsullied at once will inevitably put Astapo in danger.

Of course, there are only a few people who have this idea.

They are not really worried about the danger of the city of Astapo, they are just worried about the safety of their property and lives.

However, this kind of voice couldn't reach the ears of Lord Krazni, who was the ruler of the entire city.

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

Because in addition to the Unsullied, Astabo also has a large number of soldiers and mercenaries.

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

But at a critical time, these slave owners will surely let the soldiers and mercenaries unite to fight the enemy.

This is also the reason why the slave owners and nobles did not worry much about the city's defense problems after selling all the Unsullied fighters.

Of course, they probably didn't expect that someone would use the Unsullied Warriors they sold to deal with Astabo.

The Unsullied Warrior exchanges the True Dragon Drake.

Such shocking news cannot be hidden.

So today there are not only the majority of slave-owners and nobles in Astapo City who came to Pride Square.

Many well-informed merchants and civilians also came to the square, all wanting to see the true face of the true dragon and young dragon.

But now that a large number of nobles have come.

The civilians must not want to get in.

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

On Pride Square.

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

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

As one of the parties involved, the master slave owner Krazny couldn't look away.

When the opponent handed over control of the tethered young dragon to him.

Krazny's heart was really a little excited.

Holding tightly on the iron chain that was attached to the young dragon, he seemed to be able to see himself riding on the back of the growing real dragon, conquering "Yuan Kai" and conquering "Mi Lin" to become the king of the entire Slave Bay in one fell swoop.

He even thought of becoming the queen of Slave Bay, continuing to conquer the Dothraki Sea steppe north and the free trade city-state to the west...

In the last act, he became the king of the entire Essos continent.

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

When Krazny dreamed of a bright future, the struggling power of the young dragon came from the iron chain in his hand, instead of disappearing and resigning, it became stronger and stronger.

Krazny finally awoke from his fantasy.

He controlled the chain in his hand hard.

It's just that the struggling power of this small young dragon in the sky in front of him became more and more astonishing, almost making him feel uncontrollable to let go.

Krazny finally felt a sense of panic.

"damn it..."

Krazny cursed low and put out his hands, clenching the chains in his hands tightly.

But Siglia, the little young dragon in the sky, did not eat his tricks at all. Seeing her master go further and farther, Siglia was anxious in her heart, struggling more and more, and screamed at the master who was walking away.

It's just that Siglia struggles harder, but it suffers from Krazny below.

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

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

His heart was furious, but the object of his anger was not the young dragon he still treasured, but Morgan, who had already obtained the golden scepter.

"Hey boy, what's the matter with your dragon..."

"Quickly let it quiet down, otherwise our transaction won't count..."

Krazny clenched the chains in his hands with difficulty, and yelled at Morgan not far away.

Ahead.

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

It has been tested that all the Unsullied Warriors in front of them can indeed command and drive them 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 complexion has become extremely indifferent and cold.

"You said it doesn't count..."

Morgan turned his head to look at the slave owner Krazny, who was pulling **** the chain, and said coldly: "I think Astapo should be managed by a more capable ruler..."

"What do you think, Lord Krazny?"

The voice fell.

"You don't count...change a ruler..."

When he heard the voice coming from the opposite side, the big slave owner Krazny, who was still on the real dragon young dragon, turned his head instantly.

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

Krazny suddenly couldn't tell whether the other party said this was true or not.

"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 deadly question that he had ignored: "What if the other party uses the golden scepter to command all the unsullied to deal with him?"

"Can the ordinary soldiers 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 hot light group above the head.

Krazny could also clearly feel the cold sweat on his forehead and back.

But he didn't dare to make extra moves, so he could only hold the iron chain in his hands tightly, praying in his heart that the **** Westeros kid hurriedly get out, and hoped that the other party would break the contract and return the golden scepter to himself.

Send someone to kill this kid.

In this way, you don't need to hand over an Unsullied Warrior, and the young dragon still belongs to him.

this moment.

Krazny regretted not listening to Milota yesterday.

Astapo is entirely his own territory.

He could force the opponent to surrender the young dragon, instead of using all the Unsullied fighters to exchange it.

"This is so stupid..."

Krazny looked very annoyed and regretted looking at Morgan, who was holding the golden scepter, and felt nervous.

Watching the momentary uncertain changes on the face of the big slave owner not far away.

Morgan guessed what the other party was aware of.

But it doesn't matter.

In the face of absolute strength, some are false.

He was not prepared to save the life of Krazny, the former ruler.

"Siglia..."

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

"Roar..."

Siglia, who heard her master's voice, immediately yelled in excitement, before waiting for the big slave owner Krazny below to react.

Siglia immediately flapped her wings and turned her head back, opening her mouth toward the idiot who was pulling the chain tightly below, and a fiery crimson flame spewed out.

The big slave owner Krazny, who was holding the chain tightly below, was shocked when he heard the voice of the kid opposite, and as soon as he looked up, he saw the red flames rolling down from the sky above.

"Ah ah ah ah ah..."

A scream and howl instantly sounded from Krazny's mouth.

Watching the young dragon flying in mid-air spewing flames downward, watching the master slave owner, Lord Krazni, the actual ruler of Astabo, was instantly surrounded by dragon flames.

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

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

"Why would the young dragon breathe flames to Master Krazni..."

"No, save Lord Krazny..."

"Kill the kid, kill the Westeros kid, he must have done something..."

"Quickly, save Lord Krazni..."

"Go on, grab that kid..."

"..."

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

The soldiers by the square began to surround Morgan in the center.

Afraid looked at the chaos of slave owners and nobles, and immediately dragged Missandei to the master's location.

Looking at the chaos around.

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

"Boom..."

The neat rumbling sounded again.

Looking at the Unsullied Army who prepared for battle in an instant.

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

The voice fell instantly.

Immediately there was a screaming scream from the neat army of the Unsullied Army.

Morgan turned his head to look, and saw a slave patrol guard who had just drawn his sword, pierced with a long spear in his abdomen by an Unsullied man wearing a three-spike helmet.

Immediately afterwards.

Screams kept coming.

It turned out that the Unsullied Warrior who had been ordered by Morgan took the lead in attacking the slave patrol guards beside him.

The Unsullied Army began to take action.

Morgan immediately turned his head to look at the many slave owners and nobles not far away, and shouted: "The surrender will not kill, and the rebels will not kill!"

Morgan shouted.

Immediately, the slave owners and nobles who had been chaotic into a ball were shocked and angry.

It was just that the army of the Unsullied who had been ordered at this time had already pounced on the private soldiers and mercenaries brought by all the other nobles around.

How big is Pride Square in front of me.

Eight thousand Unsullied elite fighters, plus 4,000 unfinished elite fighters, a total of 12,000 Unsullied soldiers quickly attacked in a short period of time and almost surrounded the crowd in the square.

Several soldiers who followed the words of the slave owner and rushed to Morgan for the first time did not even need Morgan to take action at all. They were blocked by the number of Unsullied soldiers who rushed up.

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

With 12,000 Unsullied fighters, fighting against hundreds of mercenary fighters is a complete slaughter.

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

The Unsullied Warrior has rushed to the stand where the nobles gathered.

"Damn it, you lowly idiot dare to touch me, I'm going to let you survive or die..."

"puff..."

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

"Go, come on, kill the kid Westeros, and everything will be fine if you kill that kid!"

"puff..."

"what..."

"I surrender!"

"Do not kill me!"

"Damn it, you brazen slaves..."

"Get out, hurry..."

"Do not kill me..."

"I surrender..."

"..."

Under the golden sun.

In the gentle sea breeze of the season of hope.

A **** killing in Pride Square.

The sound of fighting, screaming, screaming, crying, and begging for mercy continued to sound in every corner of the square.

After just ten minutes.

The killing in the square finally stopped.

Hundreds of soldiers and mercenaries were killed, blood flowed, shocking, and the smell of blood was pungent.

Nearly a hundred slave owners and nobles were also killed on the spot because of resistance.

The remaining twenty or thirty were slave owners and nobles who could only curl up and squatted on the stands, guarded by the Unsullied soldiers. UU reading www.uukanshu. com

Looking at the **** and scarlet pride square;

Watching the trembling slave-owners and nobles in the stands not far away;

Watching the surroundings still maintaining discipline, waiting for the unsullied army that he ordered.

Morgan let out a long sigh.

Suppress the emotions in the heart.

Raised his foot and walked towards a group of slave-owners and nobles on the stands.

Behind.

Afraid, whose complexion was flushed with excitement, and the excited Missandai hurriedly followed.

The young dragon Siglia quickly flew up, no matter how big she was now, she fell straight on the shoulders of her master, screaming and screaming as if she was asking for credit.