“Huhu…”

The black dragon Sigria flew high into the sky with her father excitedly.

Sitting on the broad back covered with thorns, feeling the sound of the wind whizzing by his ears.

Morgan felt a little moved.

Although this is not the first time I have been riding Sigria in the sky.

But this feeling of flying in the air and looking down at the earth is so good.

Although I don’t know how much you need to grow with your own strength to fly in the air.

But he believed that as long as he could continue to grow and strengthen.

There will always be a day.

Over the Astabo.

Governor Morgan flies on a dragon.

In the city below.

As teams of fully armed black troops moved and drove out of the city at a constant speed.

Countless residents watched and discussed on both sides of the street.

On this day, one pigeon after another flew from all corners of Astabo and flew quickly out of the city.

That is the spies hidden in the city who are acting.

Astabo's war wheels rolled.

At the same time.

In Yuankai.

This city is located on the east coast of Slave Bay, which is known as the city of slaves, just like Astabo and Meereen.

At this time, the undercurrents continued to surge.

The rumors that Astarpo's new governor, Morgan, who was named "tyrant" by other nobles for massacring aristocratic slave owners, was about to send troops to Yuankai, have spread throughout the streets and alleys of the city.

For the tyrant who used tricks and conspiracies and violence to control the army of the Unscrupulous, then massacred a large number of slave owners, and thus occupied the entire Astabo.

No one believed the news was groundless.

The most prosperous area in Yuankai.

A luxuriously decorated conference room.

Several wise masters (the wise master: the great slave owner who ruled Yuankai) were sitting around the round table, constantly arguing and discussing.

"It's a very accurate fact that Morgan is going to attack our city. Lord Letoke, what are you still hesitating about?"

"Do you still have to wait for the other party to come to the door with those lowly slaves?"

"No, Kubo...you are still young, don't be so angry. I don't disagree with you..."

"I just think this battle is not necessary..."

"Think about it, there are more than 10,000 Unsullied Warriors on the other side, and you all know the strength of those warriors."

"Also, the other party has a dragon. The dragon is quite big. I don't want to be buried in the fire like Krazny..."

"We can talk to that Morgan. The other party can tolerate Noras and the others. There is no reason not to tolerate us. At most, you can give me more gold coins at that time."

"What do you think?"

"I think Lord Letoke is right. That Morgan has a dragon and a army of the Unsullied. Our chances of victory are too small..."

"I agree with Lord Letoke..."

"We can talk to that Morgan, talk as much as possible, and it is best to make the opponent give up attacking our Yuankai..."

"I'm saying that you are all too optimistic. The tyrant killed so many people in Astabo. Do you think he can let us go?"

"Or are you all willing to give out all your wealth?"

"To pray for the other party's pitiful kindness?"

"Stop being naive..."

"Kubo, don't pretend to be thinking about everyone here, but I know that Krazny, who was killed by that Morgan last year, was your uncle, right?"

"You're just for revenge..."

"You are so brave to bring all our families to revenge. Kubo..."

"I think Kubo is right..."

“…”

Just as the wise masters who dominated Yuan Kai were drooling in the conference room and arguing endlessly.

"Bang bang bang..."

Suddenly, the conference room door was knocked.

Several eager-looking people did not care about etiquette and quickly broke into the conference room, walked to the big slave owner who was loyal to each other, and whispered quickly.

Ten minutes later.

In the conference room, all the great slave owners knew the important news from Astabo: "The tyrant governor sent troops!"

"What do you say now?"

"Is it a war or a peace talk?"

“…”

Fifteen minutes later.

There was a quarrel in the conference room again.

......

Meerelene.

As the largest city among the three major slave cities in Slave Bay.

Meerelene not only covers the largest and widest area, but also has the total number of residents as the sum of Astabo and Yuankai.

Such Meerelene is naturally the richest of the three slave cities.

Unlike Yuankai's protection city, they rely on untrained slave armies, as well as various mercenary legions that can hire uneven strengths.

The great masters who ruled Meere (the great master: the great slave owner who ruled Meere) established a spear corps with extremely luxurious equipment.

Meerelene relies on powerful raiders to protect the city.

Also because it is farther away from Astabo.

Although there are also rumors in the entire Meerean that the new governor who relied on conspiracy and violence to seize Astapo by conspiracy and violence more than half a year ago would send troops to Yuankai or even Meerean.

But it is far less serious than Yuan Kai.

Because the residents of Meereen believed that the Great Lords and the Swordsman could protect them.

at this time.

In front of a house, there is a huge building with two luminous arrows crossing the flags of four crows separated.

A delicate-looking, petite and fair-looking Daenerys with beautiful silver and gold hair. Targaryen was standing at the conference table, holding his hands on the table, looking at the people in front of him with serious eyes and kept saying something.

At this time.

A carrier pigeon suddenly landed on a specially built resting table outside the window.

Daenerys, who noticed the movement, stopped the meeting and quickly walked to the window, familiarizing himself with the news that he was sent from the carrier pigeon.

After opening the letter sealed by the red mud, Daenerys's face became gloomy and ugly at a glance.

"Look at it all..."

Back at the conference table, Daenerys placed the letter he had just received on the table.

Sitting beside him, wearing armor, long swords, and bearded bald middle-aged knight Jora Mormont immediately picked up the letter and notes.

Soon, Creed was uploaded all over the entire conference table.

Daenerys looked at everyone again on her increasingly serious face and said, "The governor of Astabo has sent troops to Yuankai, and Yuankai must not be able to stop the army of those slutty..."

"We must speed up to win over all the forces worthy of winning in Meereen..."

"Dalio, the mission of collecting information also requires your soldiers to complete..."

"Dan, I want to be more familiar with the arena and the surrounding environment..."

Daenerys kept giving orders to the task in an orderly manner, and finally looked at Jora Mormon beside him and said, "Jora, we must get help from the Zach family, and this matter will be left to you."

"Everything will be as you wish, Carriehee."

Jora Mormont assured in a deep voice.
To be continued...