Game of Thrones: The Red Dragon Lord.

Chapter 210 The Sincerity of the Wise Lords
I saw that it was filled with various colorful gems, which reflected colorful light under the sun, which was dazzling.

Jalal carefully put away the box and responded, "I like your gift very much. You must be exhausted after the long journey. I have prepared food and shelter for you. Please follow me." As he spoke, he made an elegant invitation gesture.

Seeing Jalal gladly accept the gift, Glazdan Moerraz's smile became even more intense. He bowed slightly again and said in a more enthusiastic tone, "Then I'll trouble you."

Jalal led the delegation slowly through the streets.

Along the way, the two chatted cordially as if they were close friends of many years.

Jalal was chatting about some interesting stories from the outside world, and Grazdan Moeraz asked some questions from time to time, and their conversation was harmoniously intertwined in the air.

At this moment, a loud and heart-shaking dragon roar suddenly came from the sky. The sound seemed to be a roar from ancient times, instantly breaking the tranquility of the city.

Grazdan Moeras looked up subconsciously, and saw a huge and majestic body of a dragon quickly passing through the air.

Its huge wings spread out like two dark clouds covering the sky, completely blocking out the sunlight as it passed, and casting a huge and deep shadow over the city.

The scales on the dragon's body sparkled with a metallic luster in the sun, and each scale seemed like a carefully crafted work of art, exuding a mysterious and powerful aura.

Its eyes were like huge gems burning with flames, and the flaming light revealed endless majesty, as if it could see through everything in the world.

Grazdan Moeraz was so shocked by the sudden scene that he was completely speechless.

His eyes were wide open, almost bulging out of their sockets, his mouth was slightly opened, forming an "O" shape, and the muscles on his face became stiff due to shock, revealing an expression of terrified.

His heart was beating so hard in his chest that it seemed like it was going to burst out of his chest.

He thought to himself: This is Gavin's dragon, such a powerful and mysterious creature, it has really returned to the world again. It is like the legendary god descending to the earth, possessing an irresistible power.

Seeing this, Jalal still had a faint smile on his face. He introduced in a calm tone: "This is your majesty's dragon - Blazing Shadow. Judging from the direction it flew from, it should have just returned from foraging. You don't have to worry. It will not attack anyone without your majesty's order."

Hearing this, Grazdan Moerraz seemed to have recovered from his shock. He quickly wiped the sweat from his forehead with his shaking hands and said in a dry voice, "Excuse me, this is the first time I've seen a dragon. It's really shocking. I never thought there would be such a magical creature in the world. It's just like a god descending to earth. It's unbelievable."

After hearing this, Jalal couldn't help but burst into laughter. His laughter echoed in the street, seeming to ease some of the tense atmosphere.

He comforted her, "Your reaction is much better than mine. To be honest, when I first saw a dragon, I was terrified. Many texts describe the Valyrian dragon king as the one closest to God. It was not until I saw a dragon with my own eyes that I realized that those texts were true."

Grazdan Moeras nodded with deep feeling and sighed, "Yes, we always half believed and half doubted the descriptions in those documents before, just because we had never seen them with our own eyes. I can't imagine how glorious the Valyrian Freehold was in the past. The documents record that there were a thousand dragons there."

Hearing the other party mention the literature, Jalal immediately became interested, and the two discussed the history and legends of Valyria along the way, and the atmosphere became more harmonious.

After a while, Jalal led the delegation to a small pyramid.

At the entrance of the pyramid, a team of Unsullied stood there quietly like sculptures. Their eyes were empty and indifferent, giving people a chilling feeling.

"This is the accommodation prepared for you and the delegation. I hope you will be satisfied," said Jalal.

"Thank you very much for your thoughtful arrangement." Grazdan Moeraz nodded in thanks.

Jalal continued, "For your safety, I have also arranged a team of Unsullied to guard here."

Grazdan Moeraz knew in his heart that this so-called guarding was actually surveillance and control.

Although he was a little unhappy in his heart, he still kept a smile on his face. He just nodded slightly and said, "You are very thoughtful."

After everything was arranged, Grazdan Moeraz asked, "Lord Jalal, when can I meet His Majesty Gavin?"

While walking through the city just now, Grazdan Moeras took the opportunity to observe Astapor.

He found that the scene in the city was completely different from the chaos and desolation he had imagined.

The streets are clean and tidy, people are busy in an orderly manner, and various shops and stalls are arranged in an orderly manner.

He secretly guessed in his heart that Gavin obviously had no intention of leaving Astapor, otherwise he would not have managed the city so carefully.

He was eager to meet Gavin as soon as possible to confirm his thoughts.

Jalal showed a trace of apology on his face and said, "Your Majesty is busy with government affairs and cannot summon you for the time being. Please wait here for a while. Once Your Majesty is free, I will notify you as soon as possible."

Glazdan Moeraz felt helpless. As an envoy who frequently went on diplomatic missions to other city-states, he knew very well that it was undoubtedly a humiliation for an envoy to arrive but not be received.

But he didn't dare to get angry, so he could only suppress his dissatisfaction and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, Your Majesty, government affairs are more important, I will wait patiently."

The night was like a huge, thick, black ink stain, pouring down from the sky and covering the entire Astapor.

The city, which was bustling and noisy during the day, finally fell into silence, as if an invisible hand had pressed the mute button.

In a dimly lit room, Jalal was respectfully reporting the delegation's situation to Gavin in detail.

"Your Majesty!" Jalal's voice was steady and clear. "I have carefully checked the intelligence sent from Yunkai and Meereen, and the number of people in the delegation is exactly right. On their way here, no one was found to leave or join. Since the delegation entered the residence, no one has left. I also made a special effort to contact them, but did not notice anything unusual."

Gavin sat quietly in the chair. After hearing this, he slowly leaned into the soft and comfortable backrest.

His left hand was casually placed on the table, and his slender fingers were like rhythmic drumsticks, tapping the tabletop rhythmically, making a slight "tap" sound, which was particularly clear in the quiet room, as if it was a unique note played when he was thinking. The reason why Gavin was so cautious and careful about the delegations from Yunkai and Meereen was entirely to prevent possible assassinations by the Thousand-Faced God.

Gavin still feels a lingering fear when recalling his last experience in the disputed land.

If he had not possessed sufficient magical power at that time, he would probably have been murdered by those faceless men with poison.

When Gavin hid his identity before, the situation was relatively good. After all, the Thousand-Faced God is not omniscient and omnipotent, and even God cannot fully see through everything.

But now, the entire continent of Essos knows that Gavin is in Astapor.

You know, there is a temple of the Thousand-Faced God in Yunkai. With the Thousand-Faced God's great powers, he must have known where Gavin is.

Perhaps at this moment, there is a Faceless Man hiding in Astapor, like a poisonous snake hidden in the dark, ready to launch a fatal blow at any time.

After pondering for a long time, a determined look flashed in Gavin's eyes. He decided not to passively defend anymore, but to attack directly the source of the Faceless Men.

With his current strength, unless the Thousand-Faced God takes action himself, those Faceless Men alone will not be able to cause any substantial harm to him.

Gavin raised his head slightly, his eyes sharp as he asked, "Has there been any unusual movement in the Thousand-Faced God's temple in Yunkai recently?"

Jalal frowned, thought seriously, and then said, "Your Majesty, the temple looks the same as before. The monks inside basically never step out of the temple gate except for going out to buy food regularly. The few believers only enter the temple during gatherings. All those who have entered and left the temple are currently under our close surveillance."

"What do they do at each rally? Do all believers go to participate?" Gavin continued to ask, his eyes full of inquiry.

Jalal shook his head slightly and said, "Your Majesty, we don't know the specific content of the gathering. It is too difficult to send people in without being discovered. Out of caution, I only ordered my men to monitor the whereabouts of those who left the temple. But what is certain is that the gathering of believers is a long-term activity, and the time is fixed. There are two gatherings every month, and basically all believers will go to participate. The next gathering will be in three days."

When Gavin heard this, he thought to himself: This is undoubtedly great news. It will make it easier for me to catch all these potential threats in one fell swoop.

If we wait until we conquer Yunkai before searching the entire city for those people related to the Thousand-Faced God, in such a chaotic situation, it is inevitable that some people will slip through the net.

Then, Gavin slowly said, "Observe the delegation carefully for another two days and make sure that everyone is within our surveillance range. If you don't find anything unusual, bring the envoy to see me."

Upon hearing this, Jalal straightened up immediately and said solemnly: "Your Majesty, rest assured, I will keep a close eye on the other party and there will be no mistakes."

In this way, time passed like slowly flowing sand, and two full days passed.

Grazdan Moeraz became more and more anxious, like an ant on a hot pan.

He would walk around the streets of Astapor several times every day, carefully observing the various situations here.

When Grazdan Moeraz met the officials of the Stone Steps Islands, his guess was further confirmed.

Through conversation, he learned that these officials had considerable power and status in the Stepstones. Although he did not know much about the Stepstones, he understood human nature. These officials did not come here voluntarily. Only Gavin's order could make them sail for a month. Gavin's ambition was obviously the entire Slave Bay, especially the first decree announced by Gavin to seize Astapor. Grazdan Moeras felt that this was specially formulated to conquer the Slave Bay.

According to this decree, all slaves who lost their masters would automatically be transferred to Gavin's name, and those who became Gavin's slaves would be able to gain their freedom after working for a maximum of five years.

Faced with such tempting promises of freedom, slaves of other good masters would inevitably rack their brains to find ways to kill their own good masters.

Since losing a good master can bring freedom, the same is naturally true for losing a wise master.

As Gavin's decree spread widely, once Gavin led his army to the city of Yunkai, there was no need for the other side to take the initiative to attack the city. The slaves would be eager to start a riot, kill their wise master, and then rush to recognize Gavin as their master.

Especially those soldiers who were slaves, they didn’t even need to wait too long. As long as they made military achievements, they could immediately gain their freedom.

Glazdan Moeraaz could already foresee the tragic end that was about to come to Yunkai and Meereen.

He was anxious to send a letter back to warn the enemy, but he was unable to do so.

Although Jalal did not restrict his personal freedom in Astapor, he would never allow anyone in the delegation to leave Astapor.

Grazdan Moeraz was eager to meet Gavin as soon as possible. Although he no longer had any hope of achieving the purpose of his mission, as long as he could meet Gavin as soon as possible, he could leave Astapor, which made him extremely anxious, as soon as possible.

Yunkai is not like Meereen. Up to now, Yunkai has not made any preparations for war.

Just as Grazdan Moeraz was becoming more and more desperate, Jalal finally appeared again.

"Lord Grazdan Moeraz, His Majesty has summoned you," Jalal said calmly.

Grazdan Moeraz couldn't help but feel delighted. He hurriedly tidied up his slightly messy clothes, and then couldn't wait to follow Jalal to the audience.

Inside the main hall of the largest pyramid in Astapor, the heavy door slowly opened, making a dull sound, like the sigh of an ancient giant beast.

Grazdan Moerraz stepped into the hall, followed closely by ten slaves carrying heavy boxes.

As he walked into the hall, he saw the rows of Unsullied standing like sculptures on both sides, as well as the Blood Dragon Guards emitting a mysterious aura in front of the throne, and his heart couldn't help but shudder.

Then he saw Gavin sitting on the throne.

(End of this chapter)