Game of Thrones: The Red Dragon Lord.

Chapter 128 Volantis' Decision

Malachor Megear looked around at everyone. His mouth curled up, revealing a sly smile, his eyes flashing with shrewdness and greed. He slowly said, "In addition to the land, gold, and supplies you just mentioned, I also want you, Tyrosh and Myr, to cede two towns in the disputed land respectively, and your maritime trade routes will be tax-free for ten years. In addition, your army will fight together with my army of Volantis and must obey my command completely. Otherwise, there is no need to discuss anything."

Malachor's words were like a bombshell, causing the hall to explode again. The Mir governors were furious, and they quickly gathered together, their faces flushed, their eyes wide open, and they kept cursing Malachor.

"Shit, this guy born of a bitch is so greedy!" An obese Governor of Mill gasped, with veins bulging on his forehead, and shouted loudly.

"Greedy Volantenes, they are never satisfied!" Another Myr governor waved his sturdy arms and spit flew.

"We can hire more mercenaries. We don't need them at all! Why should we suffer this humiliation!" Another Governor of Mil said with a face full of anger and gritted teeth.

The governors of Tyrosh also expressed dissatisfaction with such harsh conditions. They all turned to look at their Lord, Theron. Theron's face was so gloomy that it seemed as if water could drip out of it. His brows were tightly knitted together, and he fell into deep thought. His eyes moved back and forth between Malachor and his subordinates, weighing the pros and cons in his mind and thinking about countermeasures.

Malachor Megear looked at the messy governors in the meeting hall and snorted in his heart. Even if they were in high positions, they could not change the greedy nature of these businessmen. Then he stood up and said loudly: "Governors of Myr and Lord Theron, you can discuss it carefully. I am not in a hurry. You can give me a reply at any time."

After saying that, he ignored everyone and turned to walk out of the hall with steady steps, leaving the conference room without looking back.

Upon seeing this, the Tiger Robe Soldiers immediately followed behind. They were in an orderly manner, and the collision of their armor made crisp sounds.

Inside the conference hall, the Myr governors and the people of Tyrosh looked at Malachor's departing back, anger and helplessness intertwined on their faces.

Lord Theron took a deep breath, tried to calm himself, and said: "Everyone, calm down first, we must discuss a countermeasure." The discussion of the crowd sounded again, and the atmosphere in the hall was solemn and tense.

In the evening, Lord Theron arrived at the residence of Malachor Megaya. After the Tiger Cloaks' almost humiliating search, Theron finally saw Malachor.

He could only swallow his anger, bowed politely to Malachor, and said, "Archon Malachor, we agree to Volantis' proposal. But we also have a request. Volantis must send a fleet to participate in the war, and in addition to the disputed land, they must also help us retake Lys Island."

Malachor thought for a moment, then said, "Yes, but Volantis wants half of the Isle of Lys."

Lord Theron gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, then let's do as you arrange."

After hearing Theron's agreement, Malachor immediately said, "Since Myr and Tyrosh have agreed, gather your troops in the disputed land. Don't play tricks, Lord Theron. I also know how many troops you have."

Theron nodded immediately and said, "Of course, I don't dare. Then I will go and inform the governors."

Lord Theron then turned and left. He didn't want to stay here any longer. Malachor sat there with a barely perceptible smile on his face, as if he was proud of the outcome of the negotiation.

Before setting out from Volantis, Malachor had discussed this with the other two Archons of the Elephantine Party.

A dragon king has landed in the disputed land of Essos, which has posed a serious threat to Volantis. They must all take action, and it would be best if they could drive the dragon king out of Essos.

It just so happened that Theron of Tyrosh sent an envoy, hoping to join Volantis in fighting against Gavin Belleris. It would be good to share the pressure of Volantis. No matter what kind of reward Myr and Tyrosh were willing to give, Volantis would agree.

The result of the negotiation has far exceeded the expectations of the Tiger Party, which advocates war. They know that this alliance will not only bring rich land and resources to Volantis, but also consolidate its position in the free trade city-state.

In his mind, he has already begun planning the layout of the disputed areas in the future, so that the Tiger Party can usher in glory after this storm.

The weather was fine, the sky was clear, and a few white clouds were floating leisurely in the clear, gem-like sky. A golden dragon spread its broad and powerful wings, like a giant stretching its arms, flying freely in the sky.

Its body is agile and graceful. Every time it flaps its wings, it is like thunder, with an awe-inspiring majesty and power. The strong airflow whizzes past under its wings, as if playing a passionate war song.

Gavin sat steadily on Chiying's back, holding the reins tightly with both hands, overlooking the camp below. The camp was densely packed with tents, and the flags fluttered in the wind. The soldiers shuttled back and forth in the camp, and their busy figures looked as small and chaotic as ants in his eyes.

Gavin's eyes revealed worry and contemplation. Including the two camps he had seen before, a rough estimate showed that there were 20,000 Volantis Tiger Cloaks gathered in the borderland.

Two days ago, after Gavin returned to Lys and settled Daenerys, he hurriedly rode on the Blazing Shadow to scout the situation here. Combining the intelligence he had obtained before, he found that the situation in the disputed land was far worse than he had imagined.

Not only did Volantis' 20,000 Tiger Cloak troops gather at the border in full battle readiness, but its Tiger Party Archon Malachor Megga also accepted the invitation of the Grand Lord of Tyrosh and went to Myr without stopping.

In addition to the Golden Group, which Myr had always employed, Myr had even invited the Second Sons in Slaver's Bay. Even Tyrosh had hired many pirates to join their fleet. Although those pirate ships were dilapidated and low, and some were even converted from merchant ships, they were numerous and docked outside the port of Tyrosh.

Fortunately, the armies of Myr and Tyrosh have not taken any action for the time being. Calculating the time, Malachor Megear has just arrived in Myr, which means that Gavin still has some time to respond.

Seeing that the situation was almost reconnaissance, Gavin immediately patted Chiying and flew towards Lis Island. He had to hurry up and make preparations in case the other party formed an alliance and surrounded him.

(End of this chapter)