Ice and Fire: Reign of the Dragon.

Chapter 152 In Action (Two in One)
The problems in the Vale are the worst of all the bad debts. After the Dance with the Dragons, no one dared to question the legal rights of Jeyne Arryn, but she never married. Now, the position of heir to the childless Duchess Arryn has always been a piece of fat meat in the eyes of ambitious people in the Vale, but unfortunately the position of the Duchess has already been taken by someone else - Joffrey Arryn, the Knight of the Bloody Gate. This loyal and brave knight is from a side branch of the Arryn family. He is loyal, young and strong. More importantly, Joffrey's wife gave birth to four sons and two daughters for him, two of whom are already adults. His ascension to the throne can change the long-term situation of orphans and widows in the Arryn family.

But unfortunately, Jenny's painstaking efforts were not understood by those ambitious people. Arnold Arryn, who had competed with Jenny for the right of inheritance when she was young, was now going crazy in the cold sky prison high in the clouds of the Eyrie. Another ambitious guy, the "Golden Eagle" Essamba Arryn, died under the claws of Wormithor. To be honest, Wormithor did not notice that he had trampled to death the head of the Arryn family in Seagull Town until he lazily flew to the valley to enjoy the goats. Today, the wealthy Arryn family in Seagull Town still has a special influence in the largest port town in the valley.
"So have you found out who hired the Faceless Man?" Longzel rubbed his chair, "Is it the new head of the Seagull Town Arryn Family, Edric Arryn?" Edric Arryn is the son of Arnold Arryn. After the death of Esamba Arryn, this ambitious young man persuaded the members of the Seagull Town Arryn Family to marry Esamba Arryn's daughter and successfully inherited the huge wealth of the Seagull Town Arryn Family. Kungur Porter shook his head, "Someone and someone's successor belong to you and your family from the skin to the soul. Your Highness, the gods have taken the initiative to cut off contact with someone, which also means that someone cannot get any support and help from the House of Black and White. Someone can only say that this is the most likely scenario."

"I see." Longzel nodded: "Your successor? Has the Black and White House chosen your successor?" Longzel was very surprised by this. He didn't expect the Thousand-Faced God, or the Black and White House, to place such a heavy bet on him. It was not enough to send a Faceless Man. It seemed that they would continue to send new Faceless Men to serve their family. "That's because of your wisdom." Kungur Porter seemed to know a lot of things. He nodded: "The Faceless Men are the acolytes of God, but not the believers of God. Someone and someone's companions are just to give mortals the death that they will eventually have." The Faceless Men explained their beliefs. "The will of God is vague, but His agents see the future of this world from the dead water and the eyes of those who will eventually die." He recalled the conversation between the "indifferent man" and himself. That conversation changed the future of him, a skilled Faceless Man, and turned him from a killer in the shadows into a guard in the shadows.

The Faceless Cult desires to give mortals the death they deserve, but not the death of immortality in the Long Night. Therefore, the Faceless Cult is willing to cooperate with Longzel, the descendant of the Shacklebreaker.

"Someone's successor will come to your castle as someone's assistant and apprentice." Kungur Porter said slowly: "They will be responsible for protecting your eldest son, Ringol Vareses, and the wife Daniela you chose for him. At the same time, they will also protect your castle with someone."

"Let them go to the valley before coming to Dragon's Nest City." Longzel thought about it, perhaps the right opportunity to intervene in the valley was coming: "Keep an eye on your colleagues." Kungur Porter nodded, and once again merged into the shadow of the Five Finger Hall and disappeared, leaving Longzel alone silently looking at the murals on the wall.

The mural is an incomplete world map, showing only Westeros south of the Great Wall, most of Essos, and a small area north of Sothoryos. Longzel ordered people to decorate the area north of the Great Wall and the Five Forts with obsidian to show the importance of that place. The family history book quoted the ancient legends from Asshai and Yidi, saying that in the last long night, the demon of "Night Lion" broke through the five forts north of the Dawn Kingdom, so the Dawn Kingdom, which was like the kingdom of God in the past, was destroyed by the blood stone emperor's fratricide and the claws of the demons. This also shows that nearly two hundred years later, the prophesied long night will also be like this.

I hope that by that time, the Varese family will be strong enough to fulfill the long-cherished wish of this world.

Thinking of this, Longzel sighed, sat in his seat, and began to write to Daemon. He planned to sell Viserys for a good price. Lysandra's price was still very tempting. If he could get more benefits from them, Daemon would not mind arranging a good marriage for Viserys. After all, Lara Rogare, a Valyrian, was indeed a great beauty, but she was much older than Viserys.

But age has never been a problem. Of course, Jenny Arryn, who was chosen as a marriage partner for Longzel, does not count. The age difference between him and Duchess Jenny is indeed quite large.

On the third floor of the Dragon Crystal Tower, which is also the dining room of the Blood Oath Brothers, Lisandra Rogare met Sebastian Jieyan, the golden finger among Longzel's five fingers, the director of all financial affairs of the Borderland Prince's Territory.

Unfortunately, this is a stubborn guy, Lisandro Rogar said regretfully in his heart. All the gifts he prepared for Sebastian were rejected by this young man, so he could only bite the bullet and come to Sebastian's dining table. He dared to sit down only after the silver-haired young man's eye signal.

Today's meal for the Blood Oath Brothers was still very rich. There was a bowl of salad made of crushed walnuts and other nuts mixed with a special sauce, a large bowl of carrot, pea and beet soup, a lamb chop sprinkled with salt and pepper and fire dragon pepper, a dish of snails cooked with honey and garlic, fried bacon and beef pies, and the staple food was a large piece of crispy hot bread.

Sebastian smiled and cut a piece of bread, and slowly put it on Lisandra's plate with a table knife. The meals in the Blood Oath Brothers' kitchen were fixed, and Sebastian couldn't conjure up an extra portion of food for the Governor of Reese. But he didn't want to give Lisandra anything good.

Tigaro is not the only one who has a grudge against the Lys.

"Lord Jie Yan." Lisandro carefully cut a piece of bread, put it into his mouth and swallowed it. He was not a fool, so he naturally knew the details of the people that Longzel was close to.

Governor Rees wanted to go back ten years ago and give a slap to those governors who followed the Third Daughter Kingdom to plunder everywhere. Goddess, do you know how serious the consequences of your behavior have been for Rees? The important official of the Varese family who could influence the prince's territory in the frontier was a young man whose hometown was robbed by Rees' pirates when he was young and he almost lost his life.

And there was more than one person, not only Sebastian had the same experience, but also Hoffa the Law-Bearer, who was well-known to Longzel as his most trusted blood-sworn brother and the teacher of his son Ringol. He and his brother Adams the Law-Bearer, the current Earl of Libra Castle, almost lost their lives - it is said that when Adams was rescued by the Silver Fleet, he was already being taught Reese's Seven Spring Cry Techniques by the captain of the pirate ship. As for the fate of the pirate captain, after the Silver Fleet captured his ship, the then very young Hoffa chopped off the man's penis and head with his own hands.

"Governor, please don't worry." Sebastian carelessly cut the lamb chops, the knife scraping against the bones, making a shrill sound. Lisandro felt a little uneasy. Governor Reese, who called himself the "great" Lisandro, even had the illusion that Sebastian was cutting him. "I'm not the kind of person who would ignore the real big things because of personal grudges. Please feel free to speak out your demands."

After the handsome silver-haired young man finished speaking, he casually threw a bone into his mouth and chewed it with a crunching sound. He looked at Lisandra calmly, but this experienced governor in business felt chilled in his heart.

"The Rogare family hopes to establish a bank in Wineport, Summerhall, or Silvercrown." Lysandre swallowed his request to Sebastian to connect him with Longzel along with a small piece of crispy bread, and changed the topic to normal business dealings. "If your majesty and your highness agree to our request, a bank from Lys can greatly facilitate trade between Lys and your highness's territory. My lord, I am not bragging, the reputation and strength of Rogare Bank is second only to the Iron Bank of Braavos."

Sebastian still calmly scooped up a spoonful of hot soup and poured it on the bread, scalding the crispy crust before eating it. Second only to the Iron Bank? Haha, the strength of the Rogaer family is clearly stated in the intelligence of the Tigaro brothers. Indeed, as far as Lys is concerned, the Rogaer Bank is quite powerful and wealthy, but as far as the entire nine free trade cities, the Eastern Kingdoms, and even Westeros are concerned, the Iron Bank is the real king, although Longzel's father Cleolius's notes in his hand have complained about the operation mode of the Iron Bank more than once.

People often say that the Lannisters must pay their debts, but in fact the Iron Bank is the real one that never defaults. This ancient organization in the pit of Braavos controls a wealth that is immeasurable. They love to lend gold to princes, kings or warlords at a fair interest rate, and then wait for the fruits to hang on the branches.

When princes, warlords, or kings default on their debts, or are foolish enough not to honor their contracts with the Iron Bank, new princes or kings (with financial assistance from the Iron Bank) will spring up. These new princes or kings must acknowledge the old debts and repay the money they borrowed from the Iron Bank to win the throne, lest they suffer the same fate as their predecessors. Once good wine will turn into deadly poison, and the true masters of the Iron Bank will gladly pluck the dead fruit from the branches and sow a new round of bottomless debt.

Cleorius's comments were "bullshit", "nonsense" and "The Iron Bank is not a bank at all". Longzel's comments were that although his father swore, he was right. The Iron Bank is indeed not a simple bank, because its keykeeper group has multiplied countless people over thousands of years. Behind every Sea King is the shadow of the Iron Bank. Every Braavos warship launched uses the gold of the Iron Bank, and even the House of Black and White has been receiving funding from the Iron Bank. It is said that the three dragon eggs lost by the Targaryen family are still sleeping in the deepest part of the Iron Bank. Pure money is not the basis for the Iron Bank to become famous in the world, but power is.

"My lord, the crispy bread baked in the Dragon Crystal Tower kitchen is delicious when it is softened with hot soup. Princess Samantha and Princess Daniela like to eat it this way, especially with cream and honey, but His Highness Ringol and His Highness do not like to eat it this way. However, when His Highness and His Highness Ringol are with the two princesses, they will also enjoy this way of eating." Sebastian said, "Do you understand what I mean?"

Lisandro sighed and stood up: "I understand, Lord Jie Yan, please wait for a while, we will give you a satisfactory answer."

"You don't understand." Sebastian shook his head. "And this is not the answer that satisfies me."

Lisandra gritted his teeth, realized what Sebastian meant, and could only say, "My lord, I will arrange for one of my sons to have dinner with you. In addition, we will give His Royal Highness a satisfactory answer. My wife is ready."

Sebastian nodded: "Governor, you should be more concerned about the people in Tigaro. He is not as easy to talk to as I am. But please rest assured that we will not reduce your entourage by even one person before His Highness speaks up." The silver-haired young man cut the last piece of lamb chop and ate it slowly. Lisandra said a little sadly: "I understand. Thank you for your kindness."

the other side.

In the open space in front of the twin towers, "Shadow" Shan Duoke silently looked at the dragonbone Valyrian steel scimitar at his feet and Valar who was laughing in front of him. He knelt down silently and lowered his head to Valar.

"What does he mean?" Valar looked at Drazco in surprise. "It's rare that this guy can stick with me for such a long time. If he was my brother's man, I would have rewarded him handsomely a long time ago."

Drazek breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that his strategy had succeeded. "Your Highness Valar, this is the rule of the Meereen Arena. If Dan Duoke is defeated, his head will belong to you."

"Oh?" Valar walked around the giant curiously. "You mean he belongs to me?"

Drazko nodded excitedly. He finally took the bait. Shan Duoke, you finally proved your worth. It was not in vain that my brother spent so much money to buy you. "Yes, Your Highness, from now on, Shan Duoke belongs to you."

"Thank you." Valar was not polite at all. He took out the widow in black skirt and tapped Dan Duoke's shoulder: "Stand up. I will ask Yamor to arrange a position for you later. You can help guard the twin towers first."

The mute warrior made a strange dull sound and stood up. This time, he stood silently behind Valar.

"Your Highness, I wonder if I will be lucky enough to..." Before Drazek finished his words, Valar waved his hand to interrupt him: "Stop talking nonsense, I know what you want to say, go back and wait for news, I will tell my brother." Valar smiled and whispered in Drazek's ear: "But don't hold your hopes too high, there are more than one of my blood-sworn brothers who have grudges against you Lys people."

Also in the Dragon Crystal Tower.

In the basement of Tigaro, a long-haired young man with silver hair and purple eyes put on a white veil, holding a sharp knife in one hand and a bottle of unknown potion in the other, and walked expressionlessly to a small dark room deep in the basement.

There was nothing in the room except a huge cross and a silver-haired young man who was tied tightly to it, stripped naked, and had his mouth stuffed with something.

Seeing Tigaro walking towards him, the young man struggled and tried to make a whimpering sound, but was eventually pressed back by the ropes that tightly trapped his hands and feet.

"Master Rogerio, this is your promise. If you can hold on, I will persuade His Highness to agree to your request." Tigaro said coldly, but his hand did not stop, gently cutting a shallow wound on the young man's chest.

"Don't worry, you won't die, and there won't be any obvious wounds. This is my promise." Tigaro raised the potion bottle expressionlessly. "It will hurt a little, but hold on, Master Rogorio."

Huh, today’s report is finished, I’ll update and check in. Today’s word count is a little short, I’ll make up for it in the update on November 11.

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