I have a Mount and Blade panel and I kill people in the Game of Thrones

"It's just a mere 100 gold royals for a meeting, is it that important?"

After the fierce battle with the zombies, the golden dragon now means only a number to Leon.

Now, the wealthy Lyon has also heard the price offered by the woman on the flower boat, but he feels a little confused. How can one hundred gold dragons scare a Night's Watchman who is fearless even when facing the White Walkers?

However, what Leon didn't know was that one hundred gold royals were enough to buy enough food for a thousand people to eat for a month. For the poor night watchman, it was impossible for him to have such a huge wealth.

Lyon had dealt with the Braavos merchant before. The merchant who had been diligently bringing dragonglass ore from Dragonstone was waiting at the dock.

"Commander-in-Chief, was the journey at sea smooth?"

As soon as Lyon got off the boat, the merchant smiled kindly, grabbed Lyon's hand and asked about his well-being.

The meeting would have been a joyous occasion if the merchant had not been flanked by hundreds of Braavosi water dancers, dressed in rich attire and looking at him eagerly.

"Thanks to the Seven Gods and the Old Gods, everything went well."

Lyon glanced at the hundreds of armed attendants standing behind the merchant to reinforce their morale, and said with a forced smile.

On the ship, Davos explained to Lyon who was standing on the dock:

"The culture of Braavos has fostered a unique swordplay called Water Dance. Water Dancers display both graceful and deadly skills in combat. They wield rapiers and meet challenges sideways. They are swift as a deer, silent as a shadow, flexible as a snake, calm as water, fierce as a bear, fierce as a wolf, and tough as stone. In Braavos, there are skilled assassins who love duels everywhere, and they often compete with each other to show off their swordsmanship."

At present, the Braavos merchants have employed hundreds of water dancers, which also indirectly reflects his strong financial strength.

"I think I should introduce myself as Urs Peck, Lord Quesanti, a trade magnate in the service of His Majesty the Sea King of Braavos."

Perhaps because he was at home, Urs Peck seemed a little fearless.

"It seems that you signed the contract with a false name, which is a dishonorable act."

There was a cold tone in Lyon's words. If Urs Peck had not fulfilled his contractual obligations, no one would stand up and say anything even if Lyon killed Urs on the spot.

"Hehe, when you are in a foreign land, you must always be on guard. This is what Master Quesanti told us."

Urs Peck did not show the fear he should have shown in the face of Lyon's sudden malice.

"It sounds like your master's name is that of a black man from the Summer Isles?"

"Yes, only in the Free Trade City can black people hold high positions and call themselves trade tycoons."

It was obvious that Urs Peck's face was filled with pride when he mentioned his master.

"If I'm not mistaken, your Peake family participated in the Blackfyre Rebellion and later fled to the continent of Essos. You should be a descendant of this family, right?"

At this moment, Davos seemed to have thought of something and interjected.

"That's all in the past. Our family's main business now is trade, and we no longer participate in the kingdom's game of thrones."

Urs Peake's face immediately turned unhappy when he heard Davos' interruption, and then he gave Davos a cold look, then ordered his water dancers to make a path and made a 'please' gesture to Leon.

Before departure, Lyon had informed Urs, his only acquaintance on the continent of Essos, of the purpose of his trip. The latter did not disappoint Lyon and directly brought Lyon and his party to the city of Braavos.

In Braavos, only assassins wear fancy clothes. The truly wealthy and powerful swordsmen and faceless men often wear black and dark clothes. Braavos officials, spoon keepers and judges, often wear drab gray-brown coats.

Braavos holds an annual Unmasking Festival, which lasts ten days of feasting and masked revelry. At midnight on the tenth day, when the Titans roar, tens of thousands of revelers take off their masks together.

Apparently Lyon arrived at the right time, as the city was full of Braavos people wearing all kinds of masks, making Lyon and his group of foreigners seem a little out of place.

In front of a palace complex that was so magnificent that it was hard to describe, Urs stopped and turned to introduce it to Leon:

"Before meeting the head of the Iron Bank, may I have a word with my master?"

Urs' words really shocked the night watchmen behind Lyon. In their opinion, this palace that looked like the kingdom of God on earth was not actually owned by the Sea King of Braavos?

Although Urs was making a request, he did not intend to wait for Leon's answer. Instead, he pushed the door open in the stunned eyes of the night watchmen.

Lyon glanced at Davos, who thought for a moment and nodded.

"Lord Commander, your attendants must remain outside the door."

After Leon and Davos walked in, Urs suddenly reached out to stop the night watchmen.

The first person he stopped was the White Walker Big Yellow.

Speaking of which, the White Walker Big Yellow was wearing a black cloak commonly seen by the Night's Watch, but his face was covered by a hood.

The White Walker Rhubarb couldn't speak. After seeing Urs's obstruction, he just silently took off his hood and revealed his true face.

"who!"

"Damn, what is this?"

After the White Walker Rhubarb revealed his eerie and terrifying appearance, a chilling aura emanated from his unchanging cold face.

The many guards guarding the door of the business tycoon's house suddenly felt like they were facing a powerful enemy.

You have to know that Braavos is a city where people from all over the world gather. Even wizards who have disappeared from the world for a long time may have been heard of by people here.

But they could not recognize the true appearance of this creature whose eye sockets were replaced by a dark blue fire.

Even though the Night's Watch have been with the White Walker Rhubarb for a long time, they still can't help but feel a chill in their hearts whenever they stand next to it.

Although Leon repeatedly assured them that these White Walkers were his obedient subordinates, many of the Night's Watch remained vigilant.

Not to mention the people of Braavos who have never seen a White Walker.

"Urs, your men were not polite to my servants. Also, the name of this creature is White Walker."

Leon patted Urs Peck, who also looked incredulous. The latter opened his mouth wide and asked in a low voice:

"Is this... is this the legendary White Walker? How could it be so obedient and follow you like a servant?"

Obviously, the people of the Peake family from Westeros are not as ignorant as the people of Braavos.

Then, Urs seemed to have thought of something and quickly said to Leon:

"I'm sorry, Commander-in-Chief, could you please wait a moment while I go and report to the master..."