Game of Thrones: I loaded the witcher system.

Chapter 163 Arrangement
Krazni mo Nakroz is dead.

Clay directly cut off his neck with a knife, and completely destroyed his nervous system. Therefore, the fallen body couldn't even twitch. Only the bright red blood that flowed wantonly could tell the killing just now.

Except for Daenerys, everyone present was startled by Clay's hand. The good lord killed as soon as he said, without hesitation at all. Clay's face was splattered with blood, and he just said calmly. Wipe it off, not even a change in expression.

At this moment, everyone understood that this Dragon King was probably a battle-tested evil star, otherwise, if he lived deep in the palace and killed people without any disturbance, no one would be able to do it.

The other two good lords who followed Krazny mo Nakroz stared out their bloodshot eyes, looking at the careerist who had just dreamed of reaching the sky in one step, but now he has become a corpse, and he can't say anything come out.

They were extremely thankful that they had just shrunk back and didn't compete with this unlucky guy for the status of the agent of the Dragon King's rule.

The Dragon King needs an agent, but it is definitely not someone who will overthrow his rule at any time.

They lived, but fell into great fear.

The tip of the dangling knife in the Dragon King's hand was still dripping with blood, forming a small pool of blood on the brown floor tiles.

The smell of blood permeated the air, but it made the two guys who had seen the dead a long time ago feel chills all over their bodies, and they almost wanted to vomit.

Clay kicked Krazni mo Nakroz's body away contemptuously, and then, with a cold gaze that seemed to be real, he swept towards the two guys who were drenched in cold sweat.

"Two, I have another reward here, do you need it? I am a very generous person."

Clay grinned. He thought it was a warm spring breeze, but in the eyes of these two benevolent masters who were also called Grazdan, it was like the cold wind of winter.

"Your Majesty, please... Please bypass us!"

The tall Grazdan suddenly knelt down, his whole body lying on the ground, trembling all over.

Clay's smile completely crushed his knees, making him completely lose the courage to contend with this moody Dragon King. The Dragon King's violence has been completely imprinted in his heart.

In the back, most of the power has been robbed by Krazni Mo Nakroz. It is essentially a puppet, and the old Grazdan, who is just used to be counted by Krazny Mo Nakroz, sighed helplessly. Take a breath.

He lived longer than the other four good lords, and he stayed in this position for the longest time. When Clay appeared and Krazni Mo Nakroz raised his sword at the other good lords, he Just know that everything is over.

Their only chance of winning back then was to unite as one, betting that Clay still needed a complete city of Astapor and would not kill them.

But with the civil strife, all of this has become empty talk. They, the former masters of Astapor, have now become dough in the hands of His Majesty the Dragon King. way to resist.

He didn't know about it at first, and he thought about finding an opportunity to have a good talk with the other four people later, but that night, the bloody knife was handed to him.

Looking at the last good lord who also knelt down, Clay nodded. In his original plan, he only needed to leave two obedient guys to manage the city for him.

Why not three?
It's very simple, because it is very likely that the other two will join forces to hold off the third, and then there will be another possibility of turmoil. In the end, it will still be attributed to the two people fighting each other.

Moreover, Krazni Mo Nakroz is too ambitious. Clay has observed the other four people. Although they all have desires when they look at Daenerys' figure, only this person has further ambitions. Ideas for action.

Clay didn't plan to have a group of eunuchs under his command. Daenerys came from the beauty of the Dragon King family of Valyria, and any normal man would have ideas.

But Clay will not tolerate a lunatic under his command, even if it is one, he must be eradicated immediately without mercy.

A person must have a brain, and entrusting his rule to such a person is laying mines for himself.

Therefore, Clay decided to tell Krazni Mo Nakroz the news that only three people could survive, and at the same time, he also issued a death sentence for this unconscious slave trader in his heart.

"Of course, I didn't say I would kill you. I said I would give you a reward. Death and glory are my grace to you. Do you understand?"

"Yes... Your Majesty is right."

The two slave traders lay on the ground and didn't dare to lift their heads. Although Clay said he wouldn't kill them, they still didn't dare to show their air.

There is no way, I am really frightened by this Dragon King's behavior, I really can't believe him even a little bit.

"Okay, get up, now, listen to me."

Everyone except Daenerys holds their breath as they await Clay's verdict on the city of Astapor.

Don't expect other city-states in Slave's Bay to send troops to aid them. As long as Clay doesn't overthrow slavery as Daenerys did, even if Clay calls himself the Emperor of the Valyrian Empire, they will recognize it by pinching their noses.

There is no real gain in spending money to send troops to fight for others. The rulers of other cities in Slaver's Bay, such as the wise lord of Yunkai, the great lord of Meereen, whatever they are called, would not do such a thing.

"Now in Astapor, there are only you two left in the good lord. I don't care what method you use. Don't stop the production of the Unsullied."

This is what Clay is most concerned about. Astapor is his reserve depot. If the Unsullied production line is gone, the value of this city may be the huge wealth accumulated by these benevolent lords.

The two Grazdan lay on the ground and looked at each other, the old Grazdan said in a low voice:

"But Your Majesty, the production of the Unsullied has always been controlled by that guy, Krazni Mo Nakroz, and the few of us don't have much control."

Of course, Clay knows about this, and this is another reason why Krazny must die. He is too familiar with this set of procedures, and Clay doesn't even know what to do.

"It was him before, but now he's dead, so the two of you will take over. I don't have the patience to listen to your complaints. If it doesn't work, I'll change. There are too many good people in this city."

Clay's emotionless voice made the two guys lower their heads immediately, and they suddenly realized that for this dragon king, it doesn't matter whoever serves him as the agent of Astapor's rule, as long as he can meet his requirements can.

Knowing how jealous the subordinates were of their position, the two Grazdans immediately gave up their perfunctory thoughts and continued to listen to what Clay said later.

"This Astapor, I will come back at any time, but when I am not here, you will hold each other's half of the city's ruling power."

This is Clay's deliberate intention to engage in two hills. He can accept that the two groups hinder each other and reduce efficiency, but he absolutely cannot tolerate the two people joining together again, and they are against him.

The reason why Krazni mo Nakroz slaughtered the two benefactors was that in the previous structure of Astapor, their interests were in conflict.

Therefore, now Clay divided the ruling power of the entire city into two, and handed over two identical powers to these two people, while the highest power was firmly in his own hands.

Under this situation, in the future, the two parties will definitely develop into an incompatible situation, and many things must be arbitrated by Clay, but at that time, Clay has already sucked enough blood from Astapor.

When he gets through the connection between Slaver's Bay and Westeros, he can remotely control the place, and he doesn't need to run around.

"From now on, you all belong to Targaryen's black-bottomed red dragon banner. I don't want to see the original banner here in the future. Do you hear me clearly?"

"Yes sir."

The name Mandalay cannot appear yet, so it can only be used under the flag of Targaryen.

"As for the Holy Grace Temple where the Green Sage lives, I have no intention of changing it, telling them that as long as they support my rule, I will give them the status they want."

"I believe they will remember His Majesty's kindness."

In fact, when we got here, we basically said everything that should be said, the basic rights of the city, the arrangement of the Unsullied, religious issues, and the rest of the small things, which are not things that Clay needs to worry about.

"Clay, you haven't said anything about diplomacy with other city-states. Astapor is a city of trade. The Unsullied gave it to us. This city needs new sources of income."

Daenerys came to Clay and reminded him softly.

Clay's battle with her ended last night. During the intermission, he described his plan to rule Astapor with her. Judging by Clay's appearance, he must have forgotten about diplomacy and trade. .

"Well, you're right Dany."

Clay smiled at Daenerys, took her hand, and then turned his eyes back to the two former slave owners. He continued:

"I believe you are connected with your friends in Yunkai and Meereen, aren't you?"

"...Your Majesty, this..."

"No need to explain, I didn't intend to say anything, what I mean is, continue the relationship between you and tell them that I have no intention of changing the slave trade here, and you can do whatever you want without affecting their money."

"Yes... yes, Your Majesty."

"Also, I know that Astapor has accumulated a large number of slaves. It doesn't matter if you can't sell them for a while. Get them for production. Weapons and food are fine. I will find a suitable buyer for you."

Clay didn't say it, but Daenerys understood that the buyer was probably Clay himself. The expansion of the army required a lot of weapons and equipment, and also consumed more food.

As for Clay not being able to afford the money?
Joke, look down on the Iron Bank of Braavos, don't you?
Clay is too aware of the generosity of the bankers. As long as the terms are negotiated well, they can lend out any amount of money.

Shed the blood of Braavos to support the economic construction of Astapor.

Clay was so moved.

Come!A toast to the great iron vault!
(End of this chapter)