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Author: Kel'Thuzad's Cat

Chapter 178 Reward

The Dornishmen had been wandering far away from Tyrosh until word came that the pirates had withdrawn from the city.

Keoren Martell was still in disbelief until he saw the pirate ship passing by.

"Why don't the princes send troops to attack together?" Krajas asked, standing on the bow of the ship with a calm expression.

"When we arrived, the dragon had already flown to Tyrosh, and then... we encountered Daemon Targaryen's ship."

"But you didn't suffer any battle losses." Krajas continued to state expressionlessly, as if he was talking about something unrelated.

"..." Ke Olun said nothing. He knew that Krajas was angry that the reinforcements could not arrive in time.

But Dorne also has the pride of Dorne, so what about the prince of Myr, he is an ally but not a vassal.

"Is it because Daemon ran too fast?" Krahass asked himself. "Otherwise we could have severely damaged the Targaryen and at least captured a dragonrider?"

His expression was half-smiling, as if he was mocking the lies of the Dornish people.

"Whether you believe it or not, this is the situation!" Dornish vassals said in desperation.

Although they did watch the fire from the other side, they wanted to watch the pirates attack the city at a huge cost and preserve their own strength.

"The Dornish people suffered no losses in this war, but next time... that may not be the case." Krahas said meaningfully before leaving.

"Abominable Myrs!" Even though they had their faults, weren't the pirates at all wrong?

"Let's go too." Ke'olan Martell said helplessly. Once the pirates left, Dorne could only stick to its territorial waters.

As the pirates evacuated and Tyrosh reopened, some sparse people began to appear around it.

No one is under house arrest, the city gates are just open. If any Tyroshi nobles want to escape, now is the best time.

However, after waiting for a long time, the guards found that none of the nobles in the city had escaped.

"Obviously, the Supreme Council has given up on us." The nobles were locked in the city and could not receive news, but it was not difficult to tell from the movements outside the city.

The siege was ineffective. Not only the pirates were worried, but the nobles were also worried.

The knight and the dragon were like an iron wall, and the pirates were badly beaten when they collided with each other.

Now that the pirates are gone, there is no hope of recovering Tyrosh.

As for why the nobles didn't follow along... The Tyroshi people are famous for their greed, but I didn't expect anyone to be greedier than them.

"Our property has been severely damaged!" A nobleman's face turned pale, he was struck by some kind of strong blow, and his lips were silent.

The goods that once accumulated in the ports and the money in the banks and casinos have been swept away.

The Tyroshi nobles wanted to escape, but were unwilling to do so. After all, it was difficult to escape in any city-state without money.

"The witch is so cruel!" said Sislaine Jimbet. He is the oldest noble descendant in the city-state and has some prestige among this group of people.

The eight nobles all participated in the rebellion in the city to some extent, so the most property was taken away.

Sislaine Jimbet no longer wanted to say anything. Now the value of residences or houses in Tyroshi City has plummeted. After all, no city-state people dare to settle here now. The most valuable deed paper in their hands is already a waste note.

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"What should I do now?" I can't run or fight.

"Let's go find the new Grand Duke..." Tyrosh is legally a free city-state, and Targaryen has no right to interfere.

Although the new Grand Duke was hurriedly used as a shield by the nobles, he won all the votes without any bribery.

In the end, it fell into the hands of Targaryen and was used to appease the people.

It's become a big problem now.

After all, the rule of Tyrosh is in the hands of the new king, including the city-state guards.

The boy sat on a tall chair, trying to straighten his back, facing the eyes of the nobles, and said tremblingly: "Adults...looking for me...what can I do?"

"What is your origin? Everyone present knows clearly" A little groom's son has become the new Grand Duke through bad luck.

"When the Targaryen forces leave Tyrosh, do you know what will happen to you?"

"..." The boy sat on the big chair, clutching his Chinese robe with both hands.

"Cooperate with the actions of our nobles, and your life can be saved, otherwise your family will be buried with you!" Sislaine Jimbet had already found out where the boy's family lived in the past.

He was satisfied to see the lingering horror on the boy's face.

"However, if you act according to our arrangements... you will have real power, and the nobles will all take you as their leader! Wealth and status are within your reach, and Targaryen cannot give you so much."

Hmph, I'll assassinate you as soon as the Targaryens leave.

"Think it over carefully!"

After some threats and persuasion, he stated his request.

"We need you to maintain order in the city, organize free people and craftsmen, and go on strike and demonstrate!" Sislaine Jimbet said with a bang.

The nobles in the city wanted to take a gamble. If they could cause greater chaos, make the common people resentful, and give Targaryen a head-on blow, that would be great.

But it was all for legitimate reasons. The freed slaves and civilians also had to work and eat.

What's wrong with going on strike! There's no commercial income now, it's all the Targaryens' fault.

After Sislaine Jimbet made up his mind, he made other preparations, and the nobles continued to visit the mercenary group in the underground market.

Chris Dallow, the leader of the evil mercenaries, gave an ambiguous answer, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.

Sislaine hinted that she could marry her youngest daughter to this old man, and the two families would get married, and Chris would become a new noble.

This mercenary group is worth the price.

"This old guy doesn't take us seriously because he sees our power declining!" Sithlaine Jimbet sneered, "During the Valyrian period, such a person was not even worthy of carrying the toilet for my ancestors!

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But now, it is not the time to settle accounts with this old guy, everything has to wait for Tyrosh to regain sovereignty.

Those who are impulsive and hot-headed have long been burned to ashes by Longyan.

Sislaine Jimbet only dared to plan secretly like this. After all, they didn't have any soldiers in their hands now, so they could only rely on the "glory" and power of the past. Everything could only depend on themselves.

The nobles contacted the workers in their former factories, some went to the mill, some went to the erotic garden (to persuade the prostitutes to cause trouble), and some contacted the businessmen who once admired their power...

The city-state relied on slavery to operate. Without it, there would be trouble in all links, so what the nobles could do was to exploit these dissatisfactions and create trouble.

In addition, the various religious beliefs of Tyrosh can also be used. Bah, you believe in the seven gods of Laoshizi! Just these seven pieces of wood should be regarded as a treasure.

This kind of undercurrent will not be the last time. The nobles will continue to plan until the Targaryen forces are driven out of the trading city-state!

Unfortunately, there was no time to bribe people who were dissatisfied with Targaryen to assassinate him - the time was too short, the Tyrosh nobles had just lifted their "ban" and could not arrange assassins.

"How's it going? Is there any movement?" Most of the servants and slaves fled during the war, and there was a shortage of manpower. Sislaine Jimbet could only ask other nobles.

"No...Hey, no, there's something moving!"

Oh, has the strike march started?

The nobles came to the city streets one after another, but they did not see any citizens working.

"Over there!" Some nobles exclaimed. It must be that the procession has gone to the square.

"Very well, that's it, against Targaryen's involvement in Tyrosh!"

Before Sislaine Jimbet could shout out in joy, the people gathered in the square burst into cheers.

“…”

Not a demonstration! The nobles realized they had made a mistake.

The voices in the square faintly reached their ears, and the nobles finally understood.

It turns out that Targaryen was awarding rewards to those who had meritorious service in the War on the Steps! No one was causing trouble at all!
Chapter completed!