Game of Thrones: The Red Dragon Lord.

Chapter 211 Domineering
Grazdan Moeras's eyes were involuntarily drawn to Gavin on the throne.

Gavin was not wearing any gorgeous clothes, nor did he wear a crown on his head, but his eyes revealed an innate majesty and calm demeanor, as if he was the god who was high above and in control of everything in the world, and could make all living beings submit with just a glance.

Grazdan Moerasz bowed slightly and his unique voice rang out in the empty hall: "Your Majesty, my name is Grazdan Moerasz, one of the Wise Lords of Yunkai. On behalf of the Wise Lords of Yunkai and Meereen, I pay you my highest respects." He paused, a hint of barely perceptible worry in his eyes, and then said: "Your Majesty, we are deeply concerned about the current situation in Astapor. With a sincere attitude, we hope to discuss the issue of Astapor's ownership with you."

Gavin sat on the throne, his eyes as cold as the snow on the ice peak, and he looked at Grazdan Moeras quietly.

Grazdan Moeraz had a lean and strong figure, and his hair was carefully combed upwards to form the shape of a unicorn's horn, protruding high upwards, full of unique exotic style.

The tassels on his tokar robe were made of golden Myrish lace. The golden tassels swayed gently with his movements, like flowing golden streams, exuding a luxurious atmosphere.

Seeing the other person's appearance, Gavin guessed who the other person was.

Grazdan Moeraaz was an influential wise lord in Yunkai.

In the original drama, he came to meet Daenerys as an envoy from Yunkai.

At that time, he tried to bribe Daenerys with 50,000 gold marks to persuade her to withdraw her troops from Yunkai, but was rejected by Daenerys. Not only that, his robe was burned by the dragon fire spewed by Drogon.

Later, it was he who went to Volantis and persuaded the three archons to declare war on Daenerys and successfully besieged Meereen.

Gavin's eyes slowly turned to the box behind Grazdan Moeraz, and he couldn't help wondering if it also contained 50,000 gold marks like before. However, judging by the size and weight of the box, it seemed that there should be more gold coins inside. After all, Gavin's Blazing Shadow was much more powerful than Daenerys' three young dragons. If they wanted to get rid of him, I'm afraid these wise lords would have to show more sincerity.

Gavin collected his somewhat chaotic thoughts and slowly said, "Messenger, just speak frankly. I have successfully conquered Astapor. What are Yunkai and Meereen's plans?"

Grazdan Moeras cleared his throat, as if he mustered up great courage, and continued: "Your Majesty, we hope with the utmost sincerity that you can stop your rule in Astapor, return it to the good masters, and restore the previous order. To express our gratitude, we will give you 200,000 gold marks." As he spoke, the slave behind him walked forward very tactfully and slowly opened the box.

In an instant, countless golden coins came into view. The full box of gold coins exuded an attractive luster, as if silently telling the power of wealth.

Seeing this, Gavin raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a sarcastic smile.

Obviously, these wise rulers regarded him as someone who could be dismissed with gold, just like the Horse King.

After showing the gold, Grazdan Moerraz pretended not to notice Gavin's mocking expression and continued, "Your Majesty, in addition to this, all the slaves and gold you obtained in Astapor belong to you, including the 10,000 Unsullied. You can take them back to the Stepstone Islands, and we will prepare a fleet for your transportation." As he spoke, he bowed respectfully again, with a serious expression, and said solemnly:

"Your Majesty, we know why you came to Slaver's Bay. On behalf of the wise lords of Yunkai and Meereen, I sincerely apologize to you for supporting Volantis in the Three Cities of Slaver's Bay. As an apology, we will give you all the warships we have built and the slaves who built them. In addition, apart from normal trade, we will never cooperate with Volantis in any form in the future. In addition, we will exempt all merchant ships of the Stepstones from taxes, and the Stepstones will enjoy priority in all trade activities."

Gavin slowly stood up and walked to Grazdan Moeras with steady steps, his eyes revealing undisguised disdain. In today's Slave Bay, there is no force that can stop Gavin's conquest. Gavin has an overwhelming advantage in the military. He had been forced to delay for a month in order to obtain the Unsullied. He was already a little impatient. He wanted to resolve the matter here as soon as possible so that he could go back and deal with Westeros.

Gavin then said slowly: "The conditions you proposed seem to be somewhat sincere, but your ideas are too naive. I will not easily forgive any hostile behavior, and I have made up my mind to completely conquer Slaver Bay. All you can do now is to submit to me. Anyone who dares not to submit will be deprived of everything or even executed. Now, as the first wise lord standing before me, I will give you a chance. The first person who submits to me, I will let him manage one of the three cities."

Grazdan Moeraz's face changed instantly. He never expected that Gavin's attitude would be so domineering and tough.

There was a trace of panic in his eyes, but he still tried to persuade Gavin again, saying: "Your Majesty, you should carefully consider the serious consequences of doing this. Yunkai and Meereen have extremely powerful armies and abundant resources, and there are countless city-states that are our loyal allies. If you insist on doing this, even if you eventually seize Slaver's Bay, you will definitely suffer heavy losses."

Gavin looked at him deeply, his eyes seemed to be filled with icy wind, and he said coldly: "It seems that you have made your choice. Messenger, you can go back and tell all the wise lords exactly what I said just now, and inform them that in ten days, I will lead troops to Yunkai, and then to Meereen. Let them think it over carefully during this time."

Grazdan Moeraz's heart was shocked. He knew very well that what Gavin said was true. The other party was definitely not bluffing and would really send troops.

He hesitated for a moment, as if grasping at the last straw, and said hurriedly: "Your Majesty, perhaps we can discuss your conditions further. Perhaps we can find a solution that both parties can accept."

However, before he could finish his words, the Blood Dragon Guards who stood like an iron tower beside him immediately stepped forward like lightning, lifted him up mercilessly, and walked quickly out of the hall.

The slaves brought by Grazdan Moeraz looked at this sudden scene in horror, their bodies trembling uncontrollably, but they did not dare to step forward to stop it.

When they came to their senses and wanted to lift the box full of gold coins and leave together, they found that several Blood Dragon Guards had already come to the box, and their cold eyes seemed to warn them not to act rashly. Seeing this, the slaves were so scared that they dared not touch the box again, and could only hurriedly leave together, leaving the box full of gold coins alone in the hall, emitting a cold metallic luster.

Grazdan Moeraz and his caravan left Astapor in disgrace, and except for the boxes of gold, the remaining gifts were not delivered.

The convoy moved extremely slowly, as if every car was carrying endless frustration and failure. The ruts left by the wheels on the ground were like the marks of their miserable state at the moment.

As soon as he was out of the city, Glazdan Moeras couldn't wait to change horses. He had already planned to abandon the caravan and return to Yunkai as quickly as possible with only a team of guards.

He knew that he had to race against time and inform the wise lords of what had happened in Astapor as soon as possible. Every moment of delay would increase the danger facing Yunkai.

So, they galloped away at full speed. The dust raised by the horses' hooves formed a long smoke behind them, just like their panic and eager mood at the moment. In just half a day, they crossed the Worm River at lightning speed. The river water splashed under the horses' hooves, as if disturbed by their haste. Considering that the horses were exhausted and in urgent need of rest, Grazdan Moeraz had to order everyone to rest on the spot.

At this moment, a shadow as huge as the sky and the sun roared past their heads. Grazdan Moeraz subconsciously raised his head and saw the giant dragon that had appeared frequently in the past few days passing through the sky as fast as lightning.

The airflow created by the flapping of the dragon's huge wings allowed people on the ground to clearly feel a strong wind blowing towards them.

"There is someone on the dragon's back, heading towards Yunkai." A guard shouted hurriedly with a terrified face, his voice filled with undisguised panic.

Grazdan Moerraz was shocked when he heard this. He immediately widened his eyes and observed the dragon flying farther and farther. In his gradually blurred vision, he finally determined that there was indeed a figure swaying on the dragon's back.

"It's over! It's over! What is he going to do? Is he going to attack Yunkai now?" Grazdan Moeras muttered to himself in despair. His body trembled slightly, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his eyes were full of fear and worry.

Gavin certainly wasn't going to attack Yunkai. Although with the current Blazing Shadow, it would be easy to destroy Yunkai, but what Gavin wanted was conquest, not destruction.

Occupation and control are his real goals. Simple destruction has no meaning to him.

Gavin's intention was to take advantage of the gathering at the Temple of the Thousand-Faced God to destroy it in one fell swoop, so that all the believers and monks could be captured in one fell swoop.

This action can also deter the good lords of Yunkai and make them surrender early, so that Gavin will not have to go through the trouble of attacking the city later.

It was noon, and the sun was shining warmly on the earth without reservation. The scorching rays seemed to cover everything in the world in its warmth.

The sky is as blue as a clear gem, without a single cloud to disturb it. Such weather should make people feel happy, full of vitality and energy.

However, the atmosphere on the walls of Yunkai was in stark contrast to the bright weather.

A few soldiers were sitting together bored, leaning lazily against the battlements of the city wall, chatting idly about the various rumors that had swept in like a whirlwind recently.

"I heard that a dragon king named Gavin Belleris has captured Astapor. He has a huge golden dragon that has to eat three slaves every day in Astapor. And that dragon king will continue to attack Yunkai and Meereen. We may have to face that terrifying dragon then!" A soldier frowned, his eyes full of worry, and said anxiously. As he spoke, he rubbed his hands nervously, as if the terrifying dragon had already appeared before his eyes.

"Don't worry, that won't happen. The wise lord Grazdan Moerraz has already brought a caravan full of gold to give gifts to the Dragon King. After receiving so much gold and gifts, the other party will definitely leave Slaver Bay. There is so much gold that it can't be spent. Who would have a problem with money?" Another soldier retorted confidently, with a look of certainty in his eyes, as if what he said was an indisputable fact. He even shook his head proudly, as if he had seen the scene of the Dragon King leaving with satisfaction with the gold.

"What do you know? You are so ignorant. Those masters have no shortage of gold, especially the Dragon King. Now all the gold of Astapor belongs to him alone. How could he be interested in this little gold?" Another soldier snorted disdainfully, with a contemptuous expression on his face, and looked at the confident soldier with squinted eyes.

At this time, a slave soldier looked around cautiously like a frightened deer, and when he saw that no one was paying attention, he whispered, "I heard that after the Dragon King captured Astapor, he killed many good masters and took away their slaves. Now most slaves in Astapor have only one master, the Dragon King, and I heard that as long as you serve the Dragon King as a slave for five years, you can gain your freedom." Although his voice was very low, it was full of mystery, as if he was telling a story like an Arabian Nights.

"How is it possible? How can a master give freedom to slaves? Not even the Dragon King." The others expressed their disbelief. They laughed as if they had heard a great joke. One soldier laughed so hard that tears came out. He held his stomach and said, "Are you dreaming? Slaves gaining freedom, this is the most ridiculous thing I have ever heard."

"I've heard about this, too. It seems to be true. Moreover, the slave soldiers who fight for the Dragon King will be freed immediately. The Dragon King will also give them gold." A slave soldier echoed in a low voice. There was a trace of yearning in his eyes, as if he was imagining how great it would be if he were a slave of the Dragon King.

"It would be great if we could really become the Dragon King's slaves, but unfortunately we are the wise master's slaves." Someone couldn't help but sigh after hearing this, his voice full of helplessness and regret.

(End of this chapter)