A total of one hundred people's bodyguards lined up neatly off the white galleon. Influenced by Nymeria, there were more than a dozen women in Witte's bodyguards.
The first criterion for Werther's selection of the Guards was good looks. The men should not be effeminate or pretty, but should have an upright face, or the kind that could scare a child into crying with his eyes. Only with these two kinds of looks can he be good enough! p>
Secondly, he is tall and powerful. Werther himself is very tall. If the Guards were a group of dwarfs, it would be embarrassing to stand out from the crowd with nothing but a pile of hair.
According to Werther's selection criteria, the women in the team cannot be called beautiful. Most of them are from Dorne, and all of them have thick and muscular limbs, and they can fight as well as men.
The Guards wore light golden armor, one-shoulder capes, and deer-antler helmets. Twenty people held standard two-handed battle axes and walked at the front to clear the way for the team.
Twenty people carried their battle axes behind their backs and followed them in two columns holding flags in both hands. Sixteen of them were crowned stag flags with flaming heads on their heads. The golden flags were particularly dazzling under the sunlight.
The two flags are two fighting swans, one black and one white, following the flag of Werther on the left and right in the procession. This belongs to Ser Balon Swann, who is not only the captain of Werther's bodyguard, but also the leader of the Stepstones.
Sir Fire Island, this time Witte is officially visiting as a duke, and as a vassal, he is also qualified to raise the flag.
There are also two silver seahorse flags with a sea-green background. The older people here at the port are telling the stories of the families behind these flags to the young people around them.
After that, forty personal guards were divided into two columns on the left and right, guarding the important figure Werther and several nobles in the middle. They kept holding their battle axes in their hands while walking, and kept turning their heads to inspect the people on both sides. If anyone wanted to
If you dare to rush towards Werther, the giant ax in your hand will immediately strike down.
Following them was a band.
There are many people engaged in art in Tyrosh City, but their identities have not been verified. According to the system, they cannot officially travel with Werther. Only the band that Nymeria left in the castle is eligible.
This is what Tyene told Balon, but Witte didn't know that this system existed at all. He felt that the musicians must be competing with each other for the qualifications to accompany the Duke on official visits. What benefits did Tyene give her to give Balon a blowjob?
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The band were all pure Dornishmen, both male and female. They wore the most fancy clothes and the most fashionable makeup. They played the pure musical version of the Dragonborn's song on the Dornish instruments in their hands, which sounded like snake charmers.
Same, Werther thinks it is full of curry flavor.
There were twenty personal guards at the end of the team. Together with dozens of naval soldiers, they hired several carriages at the port to escort the boxes containing the golden dragons.
The whole team was full of aura. After gathering at Mirport, they pushed aside the onlookers, played flags and listened to music, and there was a lot of money on the carriage behind them. The Tyroshi people marched to the Governor's Council Hall in a swaggering manner.
Quite arrogant! And Witt, who was walking in the middle of the team, just wanted to cover his face with his hands!
"It's enough to have a personal guard, why do you need a band? It's so bad to influence others by blowing and beating all the time!" Werther complained to Owein beside him.
Balon was outspoken. He was about to say that Witte had hired a band when he went to Braavos alone before. Orion, who was good at observing people's emotions, pulled his arm and answered the question: "The nobles of the Seven Kingdoms all have this tradition.
Many nobles do not have enough money to hire musicians. Over time, this ceremony is only retained when a few dukes go on tour. And Duke Werther is busy with his affairs, so this is the first time that musicians follow him on a formal occasion."
Wert thought for a moment: "It seems true! There are many musicians around Renly, as well as Robert in his youth. There are musicians everywhere he goes, but he sings "The Bear and the Beauty" with his loud voice.
"Girl"."
Seeing that Werther was uncomfortable with it, O'Leon smiled and said, "Just wait a few more times and Duke Werther will get used to it!"
"I guess I've been riding dragons a lot, so I'm more used to being alone." Witte turned to look behind him again: "Xion, Wendell, are you two still used to being in the navy recently?"
"Very good! The army and mercenaries are indeed two different worlds." Theon, who was already tanned, walked behind Witte.
"I have been intensifying my training recently, and I will be able to train with other soldiers next month!" Wendel next to Xion has been wiping the sweat on his forehead with a handkerchief. He has lost a few kilograms during this time, and at his original weight
It's still insignificant, and he's so fat that he can't even wear armor. Now he is the only one in the entire Tyrosh navy who has not received the standard military uniform and mail.
Theon and Wendel, Werther had thrown them into the navy for training. Navy Commander Oren would not believe Werther's frivolous words and dismissed them. Next, he carefully investigated their family backgrounds and
Experience.
Theon is the current legitimate heir of the Greyjoy family. Although the family has been deprived of its noble title and territory by the king, after some investigation, Orion discovered that Theon's sister Asha was a wanted criminal in the past, and she still followed him.
People around Daenerys have recently appeared in a tavern in Tyroshi City, and Theon was sent to the army under the personal order of Werther.
The king and Renly also turned a blind eye to this. Orion felt that there was something important hidden in it. He was sure that Theon and his sister would clear their names in Tyrosh and cancel their status as wanted criminals.
And Wendel is the youngest son of the Earl of White Harbor in the north. The Earl of White Harbor personally sent him to Witte. Coming all the way here is not as simple as being a big soldier. Therefore, he arranged for two "soldiers" without any titles.
He became his personal bodyguard and followed him no matter what happened. This time, he, Balon, Theon and Wendel personally protected Werther.
Now that Werther took the initiative to talk to the two of them, O'Leon was even more sure of his guess. Werther walked in front, the three of them looked at each other and smiled, and Theon and Wendell accepted his love.
This is the second time that Witte has come to Mill City. The last time he came here was too much and he only stayed for one day before leaving without taking a good look at the city. Now that Mill City is about to become his own territory, Witte is interested in every brick in the city.
Every tile is carefully considered, and you can enjoy the white city all the way.
The original residents of Myr have dark eyes, black hair, olive skin, and slightly curly hair very similar to the Dornish people. The population ratio of free people to slaves is one to three, and those who can walk freely on the streets are all free people. p>
The onlookers looked at Werther's team, and the eyes they looked at Werther's team no longer had the usual blandness and curiosity. Werther only saw fear, greed and unwillingness in their eyes, as well as bloodshot madness after extreme despair. Textile, furniture, glass and brewing workshops all over the city have stopped working. Except for those selling food, the shops on both sides of the street are basically closed. The city of Mill, which used to be prosperous and prosperous in commerce, has become a lifeless place.
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The information about Myr has been summarized in the previous intelligence. Due to multi-layered borrowing, Witte has stopped paying interest, and the principal has disappeared. There have been many loan disputes in the city of Myr, and many people who have not been able to pay have already
Went into the sea to feed the fish.
Those who survived continued to deal with other creditors, and there were even creditors on top of the creditors. Those who tried to get rich overnight ended up losing everything. Violence is now one of the few choices for the people of Myr to maintain their lives. p>
It was the layout controlled by Veidt that turned the city of Myr into what it is, but I don't feel a trace of guilt in my heart. Myr has fought many wars with Westeros. For hundreds of years, Myr's navy dressed in pirate clothes and robbed countless merchant ships.
, and also had a private agreement with the Golden Company. The wealth of the people of Myr was stained with blood. Now that Myr is being emptied by economic means without killing any of them, Witte feels that he is very kind.
The guards did not dare to relax while holding their battle axes. After the accompanying band played more than a dozen songs, the group finally arrived at the Governor's Council, the White Castle in the center of Myr City.
When an old governor saw Witte, he took the initiative to salute and said in a very low-key manner: "Welcome Duke Witte to Mill City. Please forgive us for not welcoming him. There has been a wave of bandits in the city recently, and the city defense team is in the process of welcoming him."
Catch them everywhere."
Several governors of the city of Myr were supposed to come to the port to greet them. Under this situation, Werther also forgave them for their rudeness. They were the top borrowers. If they took to the streets at this time, they would probably be beaten to death by people collecting debts. "I understand, I understand, there are often pirates in Tyrosh!" Werther also followed his words.
"The dinner is ready. Here are some of you!"
No matter how poor the nobles are, even if they owe a large amount of debt, the nobles will still have an extremely sumptuous dinner. There will be dancers in cool clothes during the dinner, and the host and guest will enjoy the meal.
After the banquet, it was time to talk about business. There were seven governors in Myr's council, and Werther took Orion, Balon, Theon, Wendel, and the Macon maester who worked at Tyrosh Castle to attend.
Formal talks.
The governors took out a map of Myr's detailed territory and spread it on the conference table. The size of the land and which family it belonged to were marked with various colors and words. Witte looked at it for a while and pointed at the map: "Everyone
How do you plan to sell it?"
A fat governor said: "We don't sell it, we just rent it, but the lease is for a long time, fifty years!"
Isn't this the method he used in controversial areas? These guys are really quick to learn, but this method can be used on others, but not on himself. Witte looked at the seven people and knocked on the table with his hand: "Rent?
How high of a rent would it take to pay off the debts of these nobles?"
The fat governor smiled and said: "Actually, there is not much debt!"
Bang! Werther slapped his palm on the table and shocked several governors. Werther's force value was so high that if he wanted to start a fire, the city of Myr would be leveled.
How much debt do they have that Witte doesn't even know yet? The bonds are all printed by him! They have records of how much they bought, down to a mil of iron!
"You really think I don't know? Dragon Bank, I sent you a formal document last year. This is not my asset! In order to get the high interest, you were deceived into buying fake bonds. You want others to
The interest, the scammer wants your principal! Now the entire city's wealth has been looted, leaving only those worthless pieces of paper! Myr has become the laughing stock of the entire world!"
"Duke Werther, we only need a sum of money to turn things over!" The governors are not giving up yet.
Bang! Werther knocked on the table with his knuckles and roared with an angry face:
"Where did all your money go?"
Bang! Knock again.
"Can you find a liar?"
Bang!
"How do you get this money back?"
Bang!
"You can't find people and money, and then you kill each other to collect debts and avoid debts? The collapse of Mill?"
The classic Ponzi scheme, not to mention the people of this world, even in the 21st century before Werther traveled through time, this kind of scam can still fool people, and even involve a country.
Under Witte's continuous and forceful questioning, the governors finally couldn't hold it any longer.
"Sure enough, Duke Werther already knew what happened. I knew that such a big thing could not be hidden for long!"
"Duke Werther, please save us!"
"Duke Werther, as long as you can help my family survive this crisis, we will definitely repay you!"
At this time, they didn't care about Myr or the people in the city at all, they only cared about themselves. After hearing this, Werther's expression returned to calm:
"Now that you are in trouble, the Braavos people in the north will only take advantage of it and rob you. Those idiots in Pentos have no idea what is going on. Volantis in the south wants to annex you at any time, and the Lysians will also come to rob you, let alone the east.
Those savages."
Volantis and Lys are ostensibly independent, but privately they are their own people. In fact, the merchants and armies of Braavos and Pentos have gone south, and are now blocked by Tyrosh's navy from the Gulf of Myr.
Now the only one who can pay the Myr people is Wit! Or use their own money.
At this time, Werther opened his hands and shouted to the governors like a savior.
"Only me! Only I will not start a war when you are in trouble. It would be easy for me for the dragon to burn the city, but I am a just and kind person. I choose an open and fair way to help you! Only I can
Save you in times of crisis!"
"Duke Werther, we were confused. The people of the Golden Company deceived us back then and said a lot of bad things about you. Please forgive us." A thin governor cried bitterly.
He wiped his face with his hands for a long time but did not shed any tears. In the end, he simply covered his eyes with his hands.
"Duke Werther is really different. He is indeed a dragon knight who can be recognized by the dragon!"
"When we get through this crisis, should we erect a statue of Duke Werther in recognition of his achievements?"
These people started to play the emotional card, and they kept flattering Werther, but Werther did not accept this trick, and returned to the original question: "How do you plan to sell it?"
Seeing that Witte did not accept the move, several governors looked at each other, and after discussing quietly for a while, they took out a booklet and handed it to Witte. It recorded the things that each small noble planned to sell, including land, real estate, and property in the territory.
Both freemen and slaves had prices.
Werther talked nonsense with them for a while, and finally got a 40% discount on the original price.
"Why don't Duke Werther think about it for a few more days?" The old governor is now looking forward to businessmen from other areas coming over. The price Werther gave is too low.
"Then I leave? Remember, the fleets of the four city-states of Braavos, Pentos, Volantis and Lys are all outside the Gulf of Myr. As soon as I leave, they will come to you immediately. Are you sure?
"Witt smiled and turned his head, staring back and forth at the seven governors.
"Sell!"
A fool also knows that if he doesn't sell Witte, he will kill someone. If he gives Witte a face now, he can get some money back and run away, and get some kickbacks from other nobles. They are just the governor of Myr, and they may have property or a piece of land here.
, the entire Myr city-state does not belong to them, so they don’t feel any pain in selling it.
Werther held the pamphlet in one hand and pointed to the map on the table with the other: "Land, here, here, and here, I want this whole piece of land!"
"Ah!"
Seeing Witte pointing left and right, the land was connected and the entire Mill was bought.
"The land is all mine. You can only live in other cities. You can go anywhere with this money."
Werther then said: "You nobles are gone, and the free people and slaves left on the land cannot be fed. They all belong to me!"
Several governors sold the city of Myr to Tyrosh, and in the afternoon of the same day Witte and the governors issued an announcement.
Now that the governor is rich, all the nobles of Myr City, big and small, rush to the castle to ask for debts and money from the entrusted land sale. But things don't go smoothly. The amount of the sale is very different from the original plan. The nobles buy land and buy people.
Once the money is paid, keep some for yourself. After all, there will be no way to pay the creditor.
Witte hadn't gotten up after a night's rest. Every street intersection in Myr City was blocked by furniture and gravel. Countless people were fighting with each other. There were armies fighting against soldiers, and people fighting against people. The big nobles divided up most of the money.
The people at the bottom have only received a very small amount, and many of them are less than a fraction of what they invested before. Now they are fighting for their own interests, or they are simply bankrupt, separated from their wives, desperate, and taking to the streets to vent their anger.<