Chapter 256

"As a rule, you are not allowed to enter with weapons, my lord." The Unsullied guarding the gate stopped Euron.

"What rule is this?" Euron frowned deeply.

There is no such regulation in Westeros. What is used to ensure the safety of guests and hosts in Westeros is the 'guest right', that is, whether a commoner or an aristocrat, when a guest comes to be a guest under the eaves of the host, as long as he accepts the bread provided by the host and salt, during the subsequent guest period, neither party may harm the other, otherwise it will violate the sacred law, which is not tolerated by the old and new gods.

So there has never been a tradition of confiscating the weapons of visitors in Westeros, not even the king.

In Slaver's Bay, although there is no such thing as guest rights, the (self-confessed) martial Ghis usually use gorgeous weapons as decorations, and they also have no tradition of confiscating weapons from visitors.

After Euron hesitated, he handed over his longsword.

"All weapons, my lord," the Unsullied reminded.

Euron drew a belt knife and two hatchets from his belt, and handed them out.

"All weapons, my lord." The Unsullied reminded again.

"That's all." Euron drew another dagger from his boot, resisting the urge to plunge the dagger into the head of the eunuch with the pointed hat in front of him, and handed it out.

"Thank you for your cooperation, my lord." The Unsullied said, but did not order the guards to move out of the way. "We still need to conduct a body search."

"Are you humiliating me?" Euron felt the violent blood in his body boil.

"This is the rule, my lord." The Unsullied said respectfully, but his attitude refused to give in at all.

"Very good, very good, I remember you." When I fuck your bitch queen, I will make you eunuchs pay the price!Euron spread his hand, motioning for the Unsullied to come up and search him.

Soon the Unsullied finished searching Euron, and only spoke again after making sure he was free of any weapons.

"Your followers also need to turn in all weapons, my lord."

"Give them," Euron ordered, turning to his men.

After the Unsullied guarding the pyramid confirmed that Euron and his party were completely disarmed, they were not allowed to enter the pyramid.

After entering Ian's hall, Euron felt something was wrong almost immediately.

The two sides of the hall were full of guards. If it was a show of the royal family, it would be fine, but the little queen was not sitting on the main seat in the hall. To be precise, it was not even a woman.

"I came here to see Queen Daenerys," Euron finally couldn't hold back the irritability in his heart at this moment, and asked loudly, "What do you mean?"

"This is Earl Ian Darry, the Queen's Hand of His Majesty Daenerys. When His Majesty is away, the Earl will fully represent the Queen." Missandei, the little translator standing beside Ian, said.

"You can't represent the Queen." What can you do on behalf of the Queen?Hatch a dragon or be ridden by me?Euron shook his head. "I demand to see the Queen herself."

"I'm afraid we can't satisfy your wish for the time being, Euron Greyjoy, is that your name?" Ian asked casually, "A pirate?"

"What do you want to say?" A bad feeling rose in Euron's heart. "I come from the great House Greyjoy, and I ask to see the Queen." He repeated.

"A pirate exiled by House Greyjoy, you are not even eligible to use the coat of arms of House Greyjoy."

"Stronger than a illegitimate child whose family has been destroyed." Euron narrowed his eyes. He had already seen that the so-called Queen's Hand wanted to humiliate him, so he was not to be outdone.

"Maybe, but it's not important. The reason why I asked you to come to this hall is because of other things." Ian was noncommittal, not to mention that he had already passed the age of being irritated by others, and he himself was not a wearer. A member of the Rui family, "Master Femor, please bring your sailors up."

"If this is how you treat guests, please forgive me for not staying with you." Euron's premonition of uneasiness grew stronger, and he turned and walked towards the door of the hall, wanting to leave this place.

Unexpectedly, the Unsullied standing at the door quickly formed a shield wall there, blocking his way.

At the same time, Euron also heard the sound of fighting from outside the door. No, it wasn't a fight, it was a one-sided massacre. Because his dumb men who were carrying gifts had no weapons, there was no sound of swords colliding outside, nor was there any tragedy. cry.

But Euron still clearly heard the sound of flesh being sliced ​​open by iron tools, which was once his favorite sound.

"What exactly do you want to do?" Euron turned around and looked at the young man sitting high on the throne, "I am Her Majesty's guest, and I am a nobleman from Westeros! I am bringing A present for the queen is coming!"

Euron couldn't figure it out, couldn't figure out why the other party would do this, how dare he do it, couldn't figure out where the hostility towards him in the young man's eyes came from.

"Didn't the night shadow water you drank for a long time let you see today's ending in your fantasy?" Ian chuckled.

"If you murder me and loot my ship, it will set a very bad precedent for all Westeros." Ian's smile made Euron shudder, and he could only warn loudly, "There will be no No nobleman from Westeros will dare to surrender to Her Majesty the Queen! When you land in Westeros, no nobleman will dare to surrender to you."

"Murder? Looting? It's really funny to say this from a pirate," Ian paused. "No, no, no, this is just a trial, a trial for pirates."

"You don't care about the queen's reputation at all?"

"Hanging the pirates is what defends the Queen's reputation." Fermor, who stood aside, interjected.

"Let me introduce you. The man who spoke just now is Femor Mo Nakroz, the lord of Astapor. By the way, I forgot to tell you that Astapor does not belong to Daenerys." Queen Silk, so now you are judged." Ian stood up and moved the seat under him away from Fermor, "It is the ruler of Astapor and the law of the Ghis people."

"So what do you want to judge me for?" Euron glanced at the Unsullied guarding the gate again, knowing that there was no hope of escaping.

"Plundering merchant ships and slaughtering sailors." Fermor, who had already taken Ian's seat, said, and then turned to the sailors who had been brought to the stage, "Tell what happened to you."

"My lord, you must be the master for us." Then several sailors stepped forward one by one, and each of them began to tell how the ship they served was plundered by Euron's Serenity, and how Euron slaughtered them The story of how the crew escaped from humiliation.

"The facts are clear, what else do you want to justify?" Femor asked after the sailor finished telling the story.

"Lie, I never left alive any ships that I plundered." Euron just showed a disdainful expression.

"So you admit to your robbery?"

"You have all used such despicable means to frame me, so what does it matter if I admit it or not?" Euron's gaze skipped Fermor who was presiding over the 'trial', and once again fell to the place where he had already stood. Ian on the side, "Before you commit this shameful murder, can you let me know exactly when did I offend you?"

"Slandering irrelevant people will not clear your guilt, pirate," Fermor certainly could not just sit back and watch Euron continue, "We have shown you the evidence of your crimes in front of all the nobles of Astapor here. Now, Euron Greyjoy, is the plea?"

"I have a secret, a secret that you will definitely be interested in," Euron said to Ian, ignoring Fermor again, "I will trade my secret for a chance to live."

(End of this chapter)

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