Game of Thrones: Royal Game

Chapter 225 The Messenger of New Ghis

The candles melted and burned out, and the dawn light streamed into the room through the green glass skylight atop the pyramid.

Ian fell asleep at work, piles of papers covering his desk.He'd thought he'd be free after leaving most of the work to Celia, but it turned out he was thinking too much.

The issue of military training alone has taken up most of Ian's time. The command mechanism in this world is too backward, and even the Unsullied who have completed the most rigorous training cannot accept flexible command.

This made Ian spend a lot of time and energy optimizing their formation, and let other Astapor instructors use this as a benchmark to train the newly formed Ghis Legion slaves.

Then there is the problem of iron smelting factories and armor factories. Celia has gone to the upper reaches of the Worm River to engage in agriculture, so these factories left near the city will become Ian's work again.

As far as the current steel output and the shipment speed of the armor factory are concerned, it is basically impossible for Ian to arm all his infantry within two years.To achieve this goal, he needs to at least triple the size of the factory on the current basis. Of course, he can't afford the money.

In addition, controlling his falcons and wild cats to search for the whereabouts of the Quai lizard in the city also involved part of Ian's energy.

All this made him pass out from exhaustion when he was working in the study yesterday.

After getting up and stretching his muscles, Ian walked to the window to take a breath of fresh air.

Then, he heard a knock on the door.

"Come in." Ian responded. There are Unsullied people guarding his door, and the only ones who can knock on the door without letting the Unsullied people notify him are his few NPCs.Not even Daenerys and Celia have this authority.

"My lord," it was the water dancer Yada who pushed the door open, "Castile Lord Fermor invites you to discuss matters in the pyramid of the Nakroz family."

"It stands to reason that if he has anything to do, he should take the initiative to come to see me." Ian raised his eyebrows. Such an invitation was a bit out of the norm.

"New Ghis sent an envoy, and the other party wanted to see you by name." Yada explained to Fermor.

"An envoy from New Ghis?" With such a big event in Astapor, Meereen and Yunkai did not send envoys, but the envoys from New Ghis came first?

"The other party seems to be here to protest."

"What are they protesting against?"

"I don't know," Yada shook her head, "Do you need me to arrange your travel?"

"No, if they insist on seeing me, let them come here." Ian chuckled, and if they asked me to go by name, I would go. Wouldn't it be embarrassing for me?
"Yes, my lord." Yada took the order and left.

Afterwards, Ian called the servant for a breakfast, which consisted of traditional dog meat and mutton in Slaver's Bay.

Ian himself does not reject this kind of eating habits, but this style of animal husbandry in Slaver Bay is very unfavorable to Ian's military expansion plan.He wanted to train more elite soldiers, and the protein provided by the meat diet would be very important.

But Ian couldn't come up with a solution to this problem in the short term, so he had to shelve the plan to provide meat to the army.

After breakfast, Ian dealt with the documents for a while before Yada returned to his study at the top of the pyramid to inform him of Reg Emd, the envoy of New Ghis, to see him.

"This is Lord Reg Emde, the financial officer of New Ghis, and he is also the envoy to visit Astapor on behalf of New Gith." After the two New Gith people entered, the translator who was obviously a slave spoke in Common Introduced Ian to the envoy around him.

Reg Emd has a very typical Ghisian appearance, with amber skin, hair coiled into the shape of two demon horns, and wearing a toka robe with golden tassels.

"This is Earl Ian Darry, Hand of the Queen of Her Majesty Daenerys, Apostle of the Red God, Dragon Caller, and Protector of Astapor." The little translator was absent, and Yada acted as the roll call officer character of.

"Dear Lord Darry," Reg Emd did not show any of the usual arrogance of the Ghis people, and used the honorific to Ian, "I don't understand one thing. As a Valyrian Why do the Andal knights served by the Dragon King believe in the Red God?"

Reg's translator was about to speak when he was interrupted by Ian in advance.

"I learned Valyrian when I came to Astapor, so we can communicate without slaves."

"Your Valyrian sounds fluent, you are really talented." Reg Emud complimented immediately.

"Have you heard the story of me purifying poisonous water on the beach and conquering those centaurs?"

"I heard that it was a miracle."

"That's why I believe in the Red God. There is power in the flames, real power." Ian replied. In fact, he has another intention in advocating his belief in the Red God, which is to convey to the Red God Signals that work for you.

After all, I stole the Red God's most important chess piece - Daenerys, and probably disrupted the Red God's unknown layout. If I don't give the Red God the illusion that I can be won by him, I'm afraid It will attract his crazy targeting.

Although the "gods" in the world of ice and fire may not directly affect the human world, it is not a good thing to be targeted.

Therefore, Ian's initial solution is to tell everyone that he is working for the Red God, but he just does not help the Red God to preach. Let's see the reaction of the Red God first.

If the Red God is really sincere, then there is nothing wrong with cooperating with him.

Anyway, my goal is not to last forever, but to score full points or kill all other players.

But if the Red God is not sincere, or even hostile, then I can only find a way to get rid of him and set up another 'Red God'.

"I believe that your Excellency didn't come to me this time to talk about religion-related issues, right?" Ian saw Reg Emud lost in thought, and quickly changed the subject.

Now it is not clear whether the Red God is an enemy or a friend. Ian is afraid that if he continues to talk, he will accidentally brainwash the treasurer of Xinguis into a follower of the Red God.

"Oh, of course," Reg Emder finally came to his senses and stated his purpose, "I came to you this time to protest that you called the new slave legion the Ghis legion, really The Ghis Legion must be composed of free people, let a group of slaves. A group of slaves who are not even Ghis people form the so-called Ghis Legion is a shame to the ancient Ghis Empire."

Does the Gughis Empire still need to be humiliated?Even if I wanted to whip its corpse, there would be no ashes left long ago, Ian swears.

(End of this chapter)