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

In the Palace of Poseidon, the current Poseidon, Frego Antalion, sat quietly on his throne, his affectionate gaze looking out the window. There were merchant ships coming and going from the Purple Harbor, moored under the arches and towers of the Palace of Poseidon.

However, due to his weak body, Feileg couldn't even stand up and walk out the door to take a look at the people under his rule.

Speaking of which, the title of Aquaman is not hereditary.

After the death of the previous Sea King, the new Sea King will be selected from all citizens by the Governor and Keykeeper of Braavos according to a mysterious and puzzling process.

Once chosen as Sea King, he will serve for life.

"Perhaps my service will end soon."

Fereg leaned back on the throne and muttered.

Hearing the Sea King's dejected speech, his chief swordsman, Quiro Valentine, remained silent with a cold face, his eyes fixed on the door of the Sea King's Palace.

A person came in at the door.

Ferrego followed Quiro Valentin's gaze and greeted the newcomer affectionately after seeing him:

"Governor, you are here."

"Brother Ferre, how is your health?"

"I went to Quesanti's palace yesterday and caught a cold. Cough, cough, but it's an old ailment. I will get through it."

The Governor glanced at Quiro Valentine without saying a word. The latter had pulled out his two-handed sword at some point and thrust it into the crack of the marble floor with brute force.

So the Governor stopped and stood at a distance from Sea King Ferrego, but where they could hear each other clearly.

"Excuse me, Governor, is there anything I can do for you?"

"Actually, it's about my friend Quesanti. He hopes that you can help conceal part of the property when it is delivered to the Westeros people. To be exact."

"Except for the real estate, the rest will not be made public for the time being. Quesanti and I both think that you, Lord Sea King, should have the ability to do this, right?"

The Governor's request made Sea King Ferrego frown slightly, as this obviously violated the fair trade principle of the free trade city-state.

However, the problem is that Lyon and others have no idea about the scale of Quesanti's wealth. Even if they try their best to imagine, it is probably difficult to get close to the real number.

However, after some thought, Ferrego decided to refuse to go along with the Governor.

"I'm sorry, both Quesanti and you are my friends, but as a witness, I must ensure that this transaction goes smoothly and there can be no mistakes."

The Governor seemed to have anticipated Ferrego's non-cooperation, and he first smiled indifferently.

"Lord Sea King's reputation is impeccable throughout the entire Essos continent, but if I say I have a way to make the deal more perfect, would you like to hear it?"

Then, just as the Governor took a step forward, Quiro behind Aquaman also took a step forward at the same time.

Seeing the chief swordsman's behavior, the Sea King seemed to be used to it. He smiled and replied:

"The Governor's method is certainly a good one. I think we can invite our guests to come out and listen together."

After saying that, Neptune tapped his fingers lightly on the throne a few times, and the crisp sound immediately resounded throughout the Neptune's Palace.

Leon and Davos came out of the secret room together.

"Governor, if you have any good ideas, please speak up now," Neptune continued.

Witnessing this scene, the Governor immediately realized that Neptune had long been filled with dissatisfaction with him.

however……

When the Governor looked to the side, he saw Leon dressed in black and armor, with a murderous aura and the demeanor of a warrior.

Davos beside him was plain-looking, dressed like a down-and-out lord, and even had one of his broken hands behind his back in an attempt to hide his mistake.

It's like two frustrated Westerosi people coming to Braavos to make a living.

The governor didn't understand why Neptune would place his bets on these two people.

What is even more puzzling is how Quesanti could be defeated by such a person.

Even if my heart is full of contempt.

The Governor's gaze towards the two men was still as gentle as ever.

"Excuse me, both of you, but most of Quesanti's wealth is stored in the Iron Bank. It is impossible for you to cash it out in a short time."

"It doesn't matter. I'll take as much as I can."

"But without the cooperation of the Iron Bank, you won't be able to transport even a grain of food or a gold coin from the Iron Bank."

"Oh? Governor, are you planning to betray the credit of the entire Free Trade City to protect a stray dog?"

The first time Lyon met the Governor of Braavos, the latter's temperament made Lyon feel very uncomfortable.

Especially when he saw the Governor's fat face with grease dripping from his mouth, the ragged clothes he wore to cover up his guilt, and his hypocritical expression, Leon wanted to go up and hit his fat face until it was sunken.

"By the Titan of Braavos, I have no such thought."

"I have a suggestion. The palace of Quesanti is yours. You can even use it as a crow's nest wherever you want."

"In addition, the food that Quesanti promised to give you has been loaded onto the ship. If you wish, you can leave today."

As the governor spoke, he couldn't help but raise his head and look at Lyon and the other man with a condescending attitude.

As someone who had dealt with the head of the Iron Bank and knew the temper of the people of Braavos well, Davos quietly advised Lyon:

"The people of Braavosi are united, and if they wish to defend one of their own they will do so. If you wish to maintain good relations with the people of Braavosi, then I suggest that you forget about Quesanti's fortune."

"Is it?"

After listening to what Davos said, Lyon sneered.

"How will Lord Neptune decide this matter?"

At this moment, Leon had only one thought in his mind, which was to listen to what Aquaman had to say. After all, he was on someone else's territory.

If the master cannot make this decision, then Leon must take back everything that belongs to him in his own way.

"Quesanti's wealth was traded to you by him personally in exchange for your sacred bow. The gods and I are witnesses."

"That's my opinion."

Sea King Feileg looked at the Governor, frowned and said:

"Governor, the list of Quesanti's wealth is in the Iron Bank. I hope you can do me a favor and take these two gentlemen to get it."

After saying this, Sea King Ferrego covered his chest with his hands, and beads of sweat suddenly appeared on his forehead.

"Lord Sea King, what's wrong with you?"

Upon seeing this, the Governor wanted to step forward to check it out, but was stopped by the Sea King's loyal chief swordsman.

"Please do me a favor. I know I don't have much time left. This transaction may be the last I witness in my life. I hope you won't make it difficult for me, Governor."

When the weak voice of the Sea King continued to echo in the Sea King's Palace, the Governor knew that he could not win his support.

So the Governor looked at Leon and the other man fiercely and said:

"I understand the Sea King's opinion. In that case, please follow me."