The first batch of people who bought Werther's high-interest bonds lived a prosperous life with the interest paid. Children at home could get one silver coin as pocket money when they went out to run errands and buy some sausages.
Looking at the people who got rich by buying bonds, more crazy people followed the trend. At the banquet, everyone was talking about how many bonds they bought. The restaurant owner also bought it and naturally joined the conversation, and the poorer maids and waiters also joined the conversation.
Buy. Now this crazy trend has spread to the military.
The officers are thinking that if they sell the warships now and move the navy to a garrison island in the name of training, and then buy the ship back after receiving the interest and principal in a few months, a ship can become a
Two ships, one of which went into his pocket.
Selling a warship is a serious crime. For example, it is necessary to clear the relationship with the upper class. However, being tempted by the high interest rate, the process is extremely smooth.
It is not that there are no opposing voices in the city. Some smart people point out that such high interest rates cannot last forever and will collapse sooner or later. But under the cover of the class who have already received the interest and are enjoying a luxurious life, these voices have little effect.
Buying a warship is not just something you want to buy. The shape of the warship is outstanding for its sturdiness and speed. It is extremely inefficient when used for fishing, and it cannot carry too much cargo. Naturally, wealthy fishermen and businessmen look down on it. You can buy three warships for the same price.
A heavy-duty merchant ship. Then the buyer can only be the navy from other regions.
Myr City and Tyrosh have not declared war, but they will not sell anything to each other. It is okay to smuggle some goods, but big things like warships cannot be hidden. Werther can only buy their warships with Myr people's money.
Think of other ways.
The city of Lys is a very special existence in the Southern Three Cities Alliance.
First, it was attacked by four forces at the same time by chance, and then it was conquered by Volantis. All the men in the upper echelons were killed, and the wealth was looted. Only a group of noble women were left to manage the city. It was not conquered by Witte's peace initiative.
Annexed by Volantis.
The strength is even worse than before. The navy is left with only an empty name, a dozen repaired warships can barely sail, and the economy is in a mess.
However, the women of Lys City showed greater enthusiasm after the war than when their men were still alive. Instead of relying on Volantis, they chose to rely entirely on Tyrosh. This was a huge gamble that blocked the fate of the country, but they
The bet was right.
The greatest victor, Werther, did not embarrass the Lysians, but developed a fair alliance with them, allowing the Lysians and the Volantis to sit together in front of Duke Werther to conduct diplomatic work.
Everyone knows the actual situation. As long as Witte gives an order, the Three Cities Alliance can immediately merge into one force. Diplomats from Lys and Volantis have also hinted to Witte many times but have been rejected.
Now is not a good time to merge. Volantis is undergoing a "peaceful" evolution, and the Elephant Party is clearing out the Tiger Party forces within, and is developing together with the Dragon Cult. Merging now is tantamount to bringing things to light.
The Tiger Party's resistance forces will surely rebound with force, and the situation will become uncontrollable again.
Moreover, the merger is just a false name. Now that the two places are actually controlled by Witte, such a false name is just to increase troubles.
Lys's diplomat in Tyrosh is still the old woman, but Volantis has replaced her with a young man, a devout Dragon Worshiper.
"You two cities, in their respective names, send people to Myr City to purchase warships. I will pay half of the cost, and half of the warships purchased will be mine." Witte gave the order to the two of them.
Young diplomat: "How much do I need to buy?"
"We will buy whatever they sell. If you don't have enough money, ask me for it!" Witte said domineeringly. All the money belongs to the Myr people. It doesn't hurt at all to spend it, and it won't be long before the money will be bought by them again.
Return it to yourself as a bond.
Old woman: "What about the number of warships? Or according to the previous contract, the total tonnage of Lys City warships must not exceed one-third of Volantis's?"
The two places were almost on the verge of war and had a long-term military confrontation. After the mediation of Witte, the three parties signed a contract. As the victor, Volantis could not take back the spoils taken away by Volantis, but Volantis must recognize the independent status of Lys.
, evacuate all management personnel. In order to avoid falling into war again, the number of warships in Lys City can only be one-third that of Volantis.
Later, under the management of a group of women, Lys City underwent a major restructuring, and all the management systems of Tyrosh City were copied, which gave Witte enough face. Witte also rewarded them and gave them a large number of trade orders, which was still controversial.
The land gave Reese a land with a freshwater lake.
Witte: "Before we sign a new contract, we will still stick to the original agreement. You have to be trustworthy when doing business, let alone a three-city contract."
The old woman is a very shrewd person and often tests the bottom line without offending Witte. This time she got the answer she wanted. If Les City wants to develop, it will be through a new contract in the future, or directly.
If merged into Tyrosi, the contract will naturally become void.
Witte then said to his second cousin, the intelligence chief: "Ismond, arrange for your subordinates to participate in this warship sale in the name of various caravans."
Ismon, who was playing with the blue-banded turtle decoration, came back to his senses: "Businessmen used to buy warships? This can easily arouse suspicion, right? Don't make them stop selling."
Wirt: "Your job is not to buy ships, but to prevent people from other places from buying ships! Don't forget that there are three cities in the north: Pentos, Braavos and Loras!"
Ismon: "Oh, I understand!"
Witte: "Don't be perfunctory. What you have to do is to find the people who want to buy the ship and try to prevent them from meeting the Myrian soldiers. If you can't stop them, then raise the price when they buy the ship!"
"Haha, I'm good at this, so don't worry and leave it to me!" Ismon said confidently.
Ismond was originally a pampered young man who was the second eldest child in the family and did not have to worry about inheriting the family business. After his uncle followed Werther and Renly to do business and made a fortune, he fooled around all day long and was sent to Stannis to learn the craft. Under the influence of Werther, Stannis also devoted himself to studying for more than ten years before becoming self-taught. His skills are not something that can be learned easily. After Ismon followed Stannis for a period of time, he did not learn the skills.
My verbal skills in dealing with three religions and nine schools have improved a lot.
When Werther originally asked Ismond to be the intelligence chief, his priority was his loyalty and character, and his ability came second. Werther was not stupid enough to trust outsiders if he did not trust his own relatives. During this period of work, Ismond has
Meng has never done anything wrong in major matters, but he often makes small things happen that make Werther so angry. However, Werther has time for him to continue to learn and grow.
After the diplomat left, Werther asked Ismon to stay.
Witte: "Governor Isrio of Pentos is dead. Is there any news about Varys in King's Landing? That was his best brother when he was young."
Ismon: "I heard that he prepared a large sum of money to hire the Faceless Men to assassinate Ramsay and Baelish, but there is no chance! Now that he wants to kill these two people, the Faceless Men's hiring fee has increased to
It’s a sky-high price! Wallis can’t afford it.”
Witte: "For this purpose, he might find a way to make money. Has his intelligence power spread to the Stepstone Islands?"
Ismon: "Don't worry, I can't say it's not happening at all, but it's still controlled within a very small area. Everyone in Tyrosi has work to do, and all the important positions are adults. What kind of information can be obtained by just relying on a bunch of children?"
?His method is outdated!"
Werther: "You have to be careful, children will grow up too!"
Ismon: "The cronies I cultivated are also growing!"
Werther took out the sealed small wooden box and handed it to him: "The contents of the letter are about several people in the West. Robert should be patrolling in the Reach now. You should go and hand the letter to him in person." p>
"People from the Western Region? What's going on?" Ismon wanted to know the whole story.
"This is Robert's private matter. The total number of people who know the truth is no more than twenty. If you want to know what happened, you can ask Robert yourself!" Werther could not spread such embarrassing things by himself, but Robert would let it slip by himself.
No one else is to blame.
"Hey, after a few glasses of wine, I don't believe I can't pry Robert's mouth open!" Ismond seemed to have settled on Robert, the king's cousin.
"Go and ask Kona to do it." Werther was about to do the next thing.
Soon after, a young woman with silver-blond hair and purple eyes walked into Werther's living room.
Corna Rogar, a very beautiful woman, whose tight skirt highlights her excellent figure, is a down-and-out noble of Valyrian blood in the city of Lys.
The Rogar family is very old, and even the Targaryen royal family has their family's blood. For a period of time, the Rogar family was the richest family in Westeros. After being framed by powerful ministers, the family began to decline, and a prodigal son
I finally lost all my family fortune.
Kona is a surviving collateral member of the Rogar family. She and her father ran a tavern in the city. When the city was destroyed, her father was killed and all their money was looted. There were many beauties in Lys City, but she had been trained since she was a child.
No one wanted the dancing girls, so they were forced to wash clothes for the nobles in exchange for food.
When Werther wanted to issue bonds in Mill, he needed someone who knew the banking industry. He discovered her while checking the list of nobles in Lys City. After a period of school examination, it was found that although she was in poverty, she had a good grasp of the financial knowledge left by her family.
She is very thorough. Werther does not need to think on her own. She only needs to act as a facade to carry out her own plans. If her own men cannot be used, she will be a good substitute. When the time comes, she will not be able to find him when he runs away. Cona Rogar had no choice but to agree to Witte's request. She is now wearing gorgeous clothes and expensive jewelry, leading a huge bank, and wearing the pseudonym of Roxanne.
It was very beautiful, but she knew that soon Werther would order him to take the money and run away, and she would face the wrath of the Myrs.
"Sit down, Kona, what would you like to drink?" Werther walked to the wine cabinet.
Kona sat down, revealing her slender white thighs from the hem of her skirt: "Thank you, a glass of red wine."
Werther handed her the wine glass and sat across from her, ignoring her thighs: "Mir City has started selling warships, and there is not much money left. When they buy the money into bonds, we will stop." "Is it time? I don't know if I can live to see the sun next year." Kona used a seductive tone to hide her inner fear and sadness.
Werther saw through her thoughts: "Don't think of things so badly. I never abandon my subordinates, and I do that!"
Things took a turn for the better, and it seemed that she was not a pawn about to be thrown away. Kona stood up, lifted up her skirt and sat directly on Werther's lap, her red lips pressed against Werther's ear: "Then what do you want me to do?
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Werther did not accept this. He lifted her arms with both hands and put her on the chair: "You have not slept with my wife Nymeria and Triene, and you still want to take advantage of me?"
Kona touched her hanging platinum hair: "Haha, doesn't Duke Werther know that he is attracting women all the time?"
Werther walked aside and took out a sheathed long sword and put it on the table in front of her: "Take it out and take a look."
When Kona saw Werther holding a sword, she was not worried about her own safety, because Werther always used magic or his own giant sword to kill people. But Werther obviously wanted to give the sword to herself, and she was a woman holding a long sword.
What are you doing here? With doubts in her heart, Kona slowly drew out her sword.
It is not as heavy as expected. The long sword is very light, and the hilt is extremely gorgeous. The light reflected from the red and green gems makes it look like the real thing. As the sword is drawn out, the smoky black sword with gorgeous inscriptions appears.
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"Valyrian steel sword? You gave it to me?" Kona was confused. How could Werther give it to her as a weapon that warriors dream of?
Werther did not answer her directly: "Do you recognize the inscription on the sword?"
Kona shook her head. As a down-and-out noble, it was good to have some banking books in her family. How could she have the chance to learn advanced Valyrian writing?
Wirth: "The inscription is 'Truth', which is the name of this sword. I found it among the trophies of Volantis."
"The truth!" Kona stroked the blade of the sword. This sword has been mentioned many times in the family history and is a long-lost sword of the family.
The last holder of the Valyrian steel sword "Truth" was named Moredo Rogar, but that was a story 130 years ago. After that, the family declined, and the main line was almost dead, leaving them alone.
By the way, this sword has long since disappeared.
"This sword was hidden in the house of Trade Prince Trigg O'Molon. His family died when the city of Lys was attacked, and all the property in the house was robbed by the Volantis. I am lucky and have a lot of knowledge about magic items.
With strong senses, I found it from their pile of trophies and bought it back at a very low price." Werther explained to her in a leisurely manner.
Kona looked at Werther with pleading eyes: "Then is this sword given to me?"
Wirth: "Of course, you have done so many things for me and almost hollowed out the city of Myr. This sword is the reward you deserve! With this sword, you will be a direct line of the family from now on!"
Kona wanted to cry, but Werther did not give up on herself. The meaning of giving this sword was to restore her family's glory, and she became the new family leader of this generation.
"Thank you, Duke Werther!" Kona put down her sword, stood up, held Werther's head in her hands, and kissed her face heavily.
"Thank you, just thank you, don't move your mouth!" Werther pushed her away gently, fearing that he wouldn't be able to hold on.
Trine passed by the door at this time, holding the door frame with her hands and stretched her head in: "Witt, have you been kissed by a woman again?"
"I can't help myself." There are still several big red lip marks with a scent on Werther's face.
"Kona, you are here just in time, come and take a look at the little clothes I made!" Triene outside the door shook a newly made children's clothes in her hand.
"Come here!" Kona did not take away the sword when she walked out. She wanted to take it from Werther after harvesting the money from Mir City. However, when she walked out, she stretched out her hand and squeezed Werther's chest hard.
A handful.
"Hahaha, let me just say that Werther's muscles are very strong. How do they feel?" Triene held Kona's hand.
"It's not bad, but I'm a little tanned." The two of them walked away talking.
Werther took the unfinished wine from Kona and drank it in one gulp: "Such expensive wine cannot be wasted!"