"Gift?" Krazini was puzzled, and then pointed to the old man in surprise. "How do you know Valleglia?"
The old man opened the leather box that was as big as a cello. Inside the box was a thick layer of exquisite silk. Eight black scepters were placed on top of the soft silk. They were about two meters long and sparkled like obsidian. However, they carried an indescribable sense of luxury and majesty.
The top of the five scepters was inlaid with a large piece of gold, which was carved in the shape of a harpy's head. The eyes were inlaid with bright golden crystals, and the teeth were carved from white jade-like ivory.
At the position of the scepter's armrest, there was a golden hoop, with fine lines to prevent sweat from slipping off the hand.
Krazini opened his eyes and found that the golden hoop was inlaid with fine pink diamonds in Valleglia. One of them was "Krazini mo Nakroz", which was his own name.
The other two were inlaid with silver, and the style was the same as before.
The slave merchant's heart moved and looked at the silver hoop. Sure enough, the name on it represented the good lord who could only wear a silver tassel toka robe.
The last one was even more gorgeous. Although it was also made of gold, it was inlaid with at least 80 pearls the size of broad beans.
On it was the name of Grazidan with the pearl tassel.
"Are these really for us?" Krazini, who had always been stingy, opened his eyes wide and looked incredulous. "If I'm not mistaken, this is a dragon bone scepter, right?"
The dragon bone was very special. It had a metallic texture, but it was far lighter than black iron. If it was not light, the dragon would not be able to fly.
At first, Krazini thought it was a black iron scepter, but after looking at it for a while, he was completely sure that they were all dragon bones.
"This is the dragon bone." Whitebeard put the box in front of the slave owner. "I hope you like it. I'll take my leave."
After that, he turned around and left with his hardwood cane.
"Wait," Krazini stopped the old man and asked with a puzzled face. "But why? Eight exquisite dragon bone scepters are worth at least thousands, or even tens of thousands of gold royals. "
"When we leave Astapor today, the Queen asked me to come and give the gift." Whitebeard said lightly.
In fact, he himself was a little puzzled, and he did not even know when Danny had prepared these gifts.
When they set off in the morning, she had the Centaur, who was a blacksmith, send over a large box. She wanted him to personally give the gift to the Benevolent Lord after she left with the Unsullied.
"Hey, tell your Westeros bitch queen." Looking at the luxurious Dragon Bone Scepter, Krazny felt that he should return the favor. He stopped Whitebeard and sincerely suggested, "It's best to let the slaves gain some combat experience first.
On this trip to the west, there were many small cities along the way that were very suitable for looting. No matter what spoils of war they obtained, they could keep it all for themselves. This was because Unsullied had no desire for money or jewels.
The captives could be escorted back to Astapor by a team of guards. Meereen and Kaiyuan would not stop them.
Well, we'll sell the skilled warriors to Meereen, the young women and delicate men to Kaiyuan, and we'll buy the healthy boys at a good price.
Perhaps before she even returned to the Sea of the Setting Sun, she would have earned back the money she earned from selling slaves. Perhaps ten years later, the boy she sent to us would become an Unsullied. This will create a virtuous cycle that will benefit everyone. "
"Hmph!" The old man's face was livid. He glared at the slave owner and rode away without saying a word.
Walking out of the city gate, he saw a mighty army on the vast plain of the Worm River.
Whipping his horse forward a few hundred meters, Whitebeard saw Danny on the side of the dirt road that covered the sky.
She was riding on a horse and talking to a few Gith people in Toka robes. On the flat ground nearby stood nearly a thousand centaurs with bronze slave collars around their necks.
"All the centaur slaves in Astapor are here, a total of 936 of them. Since you've bought enough, I'll give you a 20% discount. You can buy five for one silver coin." The old slave trader with red and black hair said with a smile.
"Agger, give this benevolent lord 200 silver coins." Danny said to the Blood Alliance Guard behind her.
"Hehe, that's a lot, a lot." The slave trader rubbed his hands and said happily, "And I'm just a small merchant, not a benevolent lord."
"It's not easy for you to find all the centaurs in the city. The extra silver coins are my gift to you." When it came to 'gift', Danny smiled at him meaningfully, "One day, you'll enjoy the same treatment as the benevolent lord."
"Hehe, thank you for your auspicious words." The slave trader was even happier.
When the Gith people left with a large bag of coins, Whitebeard came over and said, "The gift has been sent out. The slave trader likes it very much."
"Okay." Danny nodded and ordered the Blood Alliance Guard to lead the centaur slaves to join the large army.
In the Red Wilderness, although there were old and weak centaurs, everyone had a horse. The number was small, so it was easier to manage. They could travel more than a hundred kilometers in a day.
Now the environment was better, there was no shortage of resources, and there was no shortage of fodder for the horses to chew. However, there were many people in the army, and they were all infantry. It was estimated that it would be difficult to travel 30 kilometers in a day.
"The slave trader also asked you to …" The old man hesitated for a long time, but his loyalty still prevailed over his conscience. He stuttered and repeated Krazini's words, "You can let the Unsullied loot the towns along the way, not only to replenish the military supplies, but also to … sigh!"
In the end, he still couldn't persuade her to sell the slaves.
"Haha, is it to sell the residents of the towns as slaves to the cities of Slavers' Bay to form a virtuous cycle?" Danny smiled and helped him say.
"Uh …" The old man was stunned and advised, "Your Highness, you can't sell the slaves. Not to mention the reaction of the people of the Seven Kingdoms when they know, you have seen how miserable the slaves are."
"If we don't loot the small towns, how will we cross tens of thousands of miles and return to the Seven Kingdoms?" Danny asked deliberately.
When the slave owner sold the Unsullied, he only gave them a set of sleeveless leather armor, a short sword, a spear, a wooden shield covered with iron, a sleeping bag, and three days of rations.
The Unsullied who completed their training also had bronze spiked helmets, but the Unsullied apprentices didn't even have helmets.
If they didn't loot, Danny wouldn't be able to feed more than ten thousand people after a month.
Well, she still kept the belongings she brought from Kuars.
Whitebeard thought hard for a long time and said tentatively, "Maybe, we can borrow them."
"Borrow from who?" Danny was interested.
"The bank merchants of the trading cities, the Iron Treasury of Braavos." The old man glanced at the silent Knight Jorah. "Even the Count of Bear Island can borrow tens of thousands of gold royals from the Iron Treasury. The Queen of the Seven Kingdoms can borrow a few million gold royals without any problem."
"What do you know?" Jorah's face turned red. "My parents' claws are Valleglia's steel swords. I didn't even sell them to Duke Tywin for eight hundred thousand gold royals. The Iron Treasury is smart!
Also, in order to pay off the interest, I sold my life for them for several years and hovered on the edge of life and death dozens of times. "
The old man stroked his chin and looked at the knight's gorgeous black armor inlaid with gold. He nodded and said, "Your Highness, the money from selling the armor is enough for us to go around the world twice."
"You can't —" Jorah's face turned red and he looked at Danny pleadingly.
"Forget it, it's just a joke. I already have a plan in mind." Danny waved her hand and smiled.
"What plan?" Both of them asked at the same time.
She asked in a low voice, "Do you know why I want to give gifts to the slave owners?"
Both of them looked at each other blankly. After a while, Jorah's heart skipped a beat and he suddenly remembered the topic he had discussed with her a few times. He asked tentatively, "Gifts as guests?"
"Hehe …" Danny smiled and nodded.
"But we don't have a guest relationship with the slave owners." The old man was puzzled. "They sell slaves and we buy Unsullied People. It's completely normal trade."
"It can be considered a guest relationship." Jorah pulled on the reins lightly and said thoughtfully, "The situation in the trading cities is different from the Seven Kingdoms. In Westeros, strangers passing by the owner's mansion will fulfill the prerequisite of a guest relationship. As long as the owner takes the guest in, the guest's rights will automatically take effect.
According to Your Highness' previous theory, this is actually a kind of trust, a kind of 'agreement', an agreement not to harm each other.
In the trading cities, completing a normal credit transaction is also considered … When we came to this city, the owner of the city did not rob us. Yesterday, he even treated us to lunch and watched the Beast Fighting Competition. Is this not a guest relationship? "
Whitebeard was convinced by Jorah and gradually accepted this point of view. He nodded and sighed. "That's right. In Westeros, as long as you eat the salt provided by the owner, the guest's rights will be —"
At this point, he suddenly looked up and looked at Danny in shock. He stammered, "Your Highness, you … you … the gift you gave to the Benevolent Lord … is a guest gift?!!!"
Jorah was stunned at first. Wasn't it obvious? Was there a need to make such a fuss?
But the next moment, he understood the meaning of the "guest gift" and his expression changed. He said in a trembling voice, "The guest gifts to the owner are mainly to express their gratitude for the owner's hospitality. But … but at the same time, it also means the end of the guest relationship. We and the Benevolent Lord no longer enjoy the guest's rights. You must — "
Danny looked back calmly and interrupted him. "You hate and hate slavery but only want to avoid it. I'm different. I want to change all of this. After tomorrow, I'll see who dares to sell slave warriors. "
Her words confirmed their conjecture. For a moment, they were stunned and did not know what to say.
"Will the Unsullied … listen to your … plan?" After a while, Whitebeard hissed.
Danny smiled. "I'm not sure, so I'll have to leave Aposta to test it out."
If the Unsullied were obedient, she would carry out plan A and make a big news. If the situation was not good, she did not have the "queenly temperament" of the original owner, Danny Rize. She could not make the Unsullied kowtow, so she would immediately run away with her centaur followers.
Anyway, it was a few kilometers away from the city. Even if the slave owners knew that she was going to mess with them, they could not catch up.
They were now walking on the coastal Gujiscal Avenue. Grolle's four ships had been following her along the coastline!
But according to the prophecy revealed by Kui Xi yesterday, Danny guessed that she would succeed.
Thinking of this, she turned her head and waved to Little Black who was a dozen meters away. "Misangdai, come here."
Maid Jiqi had prepared a red-maned filly for her. It was short and docile, just enough for her to ride.
"Master, why are you looking for me?" Misangdai rode over and asked respectfully.
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