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

"Oh, is that so? I'm so scared."

After hearing the threats from the two Braavosi, Lyon clapped his hands in pretended surprise.

Then the door to the Iron Bank flew open, and Benjen Stark strode in, carrying an incredibly large linen sack on his shoulder.

The pocket was bulging on the outside, and made a metallic friction sound as he walked.

Benjen Stark walked up to the two Braavosi and stopped.

"Commander-in-chief, I have taken your deposit from our ship."

"Well done, Ben Yang, you've worked hard."

Then, Leon turned to look at the two of them and said calmly, "Five hundred thousand gold royals, right? Banyan, put your bag on the ground and let them count it carefully."

Benjen Stark obeyed expressionlessly and threw the bag from his shoulder to the ground.

Because the bag was not tied tightly, gold coins immediately poured out like water, forming a small puddle made up of golden dragons.

These gold coins are carefully made of panels, each of them is brand new, shining brightly under the sunlight, as if telling the charm of wealth.

The key holder suddenly jumped up as if his buttocks were on fire, and the calm smile on his face disappeared instantly. His reaction was like being dazzled by the sudden appearance of the golden dragon, and he was caught off guard.

The governor was in an even more embarrassing situation. He knelt down among the piles of golden dragons with a look of doubt on his face, as if he wanted to prove that these golden dragons were just illusions. However, no matter how carefully he examined them, these golden dragons seemed to be extremely real and flawless.

The money on the ground was far more than 500,000 yuan, and a rough estimate was at least 600,000 or 700,000 yuan.

The key holder gradually came to his senses, an expression of disbelief appeared on his face, and he sat dejectedly on the chair.

He looked up at Leon, and the smile on Leon's face became as cunning as a devil in his eyes.

At the same time, I thought:

"How can you be so rich as a night watchman?"

Feeling the gaze of the key holder, Leon turned and walked in front of him, and asked in a deep voice:

"I only give you two choices: One, choose to break the deal for Quesanti and be trampled to death by the Titans. Two, choose to hand over the money happily! I want to withdraw the money now!"

The key holder's face was uncertain, he knew he was in a desperate situation. He gritted his teeth and even looked up at the Braavos Titan outside the window. In the end, he made a difficult decision.

"I agree with this in principle, but the Governor has to nod his head." There was a hint of helplessness in his tone.

Leon nodded with satisfaction, "It would have been better if we had decided this earlier."

The Governor stood up from the pile of golden dragons with a pale face. In just a moment, the light in his eyes disappeared.

Instead, he looked at Leon with undisguised hatred.

Benjen Stark, who was standing by, felt the murderous intent in the governor's eyes. He snorted coldly, blocked the governor's sight, and responded with a savage and fierce look from a Northerner.

Perhaps frightened by the gaze of Benjen Stark, the direwolf, the governor quickly lowered his head and dared not look him in the eye.

"It's a pleasure working with you." Lyon smiled and extended his hand to the key holder.

The key holder was stunned. He looked at the governor beside him and swallowed helplessly, not knowing whether he should shake hands with Leon and complete the deal.

"give them!"

The Governor spoke in a low voice, and when he looked up again, he looked at Leon and the other two as if he were dead people.

"Okay, Your Excellency Commander-in-Chief Lyon, have you considered continuing to save this money in our Iron Bank? After all, it is not a small amount of money. You will receive a good dividend every month, and you will definitely not be charged for safekeeping."

Seeing that the Governor had temporarily surrendered, the key holder hurriedly changed his expression and put on an impeccably professional smile.

"Oh, no need. The Iron Bank is just like this. Even if I bury the money in the cellar, it will be safer than leaving it with you."

Lyon's sarcasm sounded different to the key holder's ears.

After getting the money, Lyon took Benjen Stark out of the Iron Bank. The sun was still shining brightly outside, and Lyon was in a particularly good mood. He had finally won the battle with the Braavos.

……

Purple Harbor Dock, it's time to say goodbye to Braavos.

Leon and Luo Ji stood side by side, and all of Quesanti's wealth that Leon extracted from the Iron Bank was loaded onto the ship, except for hard currency such as gold dragons.

The rest, such as antiques and real estate, were handed over to Luo Ang to deal with. After all, this was his clone. Although his personality was somewhat rebellious, it was ultimately a reflection of his other personality.

In addition, as Lyon led the way with Quesanti's wealth, almost all the merchant ships in Zigang came out, loaded with goods and ready to follow Lyon to Donghaiwang.

Some well-informed people have learned from the Iron Bank that Lyon has taken away hundreds of millions of gold royals. Such a huge cash flow will obviously boost trade.

Even if Lyon wanted to build Eastwatch into the second Braavos, it was not impossible.

"Do you really have the hundreds of millions of gold royals that outsiders say you have?"

Luo Ang frowned, obviously frightened by the number, but reason told him that it was not impossible.

As one of the thirteen richest people in the entire Essos continent, it is normal for Quesanti to own hundreds of millions of gold dragons.

It’s a pity that Quesanti is not the tycoon of the three cities of Astapor, Yunkai and Meereen in the Slave Bay. Otherwise, just by accepting their slave soldiers, he would be enough to become the largest warlord in the entire Essos continent and even the world.

By then, let alone helping Rogi restore his country, it would be more than enough to even conquer the Dothraki Sea near Yi Ti.

"Hundreds of millions of gold royals is pure nonsense."

"I think that Quesanti is not a slave owner. His wealth was accumulated through normal trade, so it is normal that he does not have that much."

"But one hundred million gold dragons has both decimal and integer parts."

When Leon said this, a heartless smile appeared on his face, just like a man who wanted to be the Pirate King.

When Luo Ang saw Leon's smiling face, he immediately mocked him:

"As you said, the Governor of Braavos is not willing to hand over this wealth to you, otherwise he will have a hard time explaining it to Quessans. I guess he must have a trick up his sleeve, and it is likely hidden in the vast ocean."

Luo Ang glanced at the bustling Zigang Pier.

Hundreds of large ships sailed against the wind and waves towards the East China Sea, just like the situation when a Rhoynar warrior queen named Nymeria led her people to escape to Westeros across the Narrow Sea.

It is not known how many of the Governor of Braavos's spies were aboard these ships.

"Do you have any suggestions, my Lord?"

Leon chuckled. At this moment, there was only Luo Ang in front of him, so he didn't have too many concerns when speaking.

"Unless you can fly back to Donghaiwang with this huge sum of money without taking a ship..."

"Honestly, you should have kept this wealth in the Iron Bank. Now that the Iron Bank has deliberately spread the news, I'm afraid pirates all over the world will think you are Gol D. Roger."

As he spoke, Luo Ang turned his head, his eyes full of undisguised disgust, and looked at a sneaky man at the dock. Then he waved his hand, and several Yidi warriors rushed forward and grabbed the man in front of the two men.

"Sir! I didn't do anything wrong! Why are you arresting me?"

After being caught by Leon, the man still couldn't stop shouting and making excuses.

"Look," Roan tore the man's collar, revealing an octopus tattoo on his shoulder, "even the Ironborn are attracted by your wealth."