Pyramids, royal palaces.

Inside Her Majesty's residence.

Magic Mountain and Daenerys are alone.

Outside the door, stood a large group of people, including Arlene, Jorah Mormont, Greyworm, Missandei, Missanne, Lunn, Emily, Claude, and Shirley.

"Magic Mountain, tonight, there will be a lot of bloody killings. You still don't understand the horror of the Harpy's son, and you haven't really experienced it yet. You kill Sitzdala and Gna, and there will never be a time for peace in Slave Bay. ”

"You're complaining about me?"

"I'm talking about the facts. Dragons can kill any of our enemies, but they can't destroy the Harpy Son. They may be a small worker in a restaurant, or a groom feeding the horses in the mountains, or a soldier standing guard at the gate of the city, or a fisherman fishing on a fishing boat. The Harpy Sons are a semi-militarized organization cultivated by good lords, as well as a group of believers who share the same faith. They attack anyone but them. ”

"I can fix this, Daenerys. ”

A brief silence, a quiet atmosphere, an oppressive silence.

"Can you solve it, how can you solve it?"

"Convene a council, and I'll assist you in resolving any thorny issues you'll encounter in Slave Bay, including the Harpy Son. ”

"Tell me about your plans. There was still doubt in Daenerys' tone.

"The plan is simple, convene a council, my Majesty. The mountain wrapped Daenerys around one arm and pressed it against his chest, and his thick lips pressed hard.

*

In the afternoon, the royal palace, the political assembly.

Her Majesty sat on a high throne, and under the twenty steps, stood the good lords of Astapor. The good lords of every street were summoned to the royal palace.

Outside, three dragons were circling and flying.

Next to Her Majesty the Queen, stood a giant man like a god.

The giant man was dressed in plate armor, and his helmet had been removed, but he still carried the formidable sword on his back.

The giant man said something that shook Astapor in front of the beast-faced army: the Mother of Dragons had submitted to him and sworn allegiance, and he was the Dragon Knight King from Westeros. In the sky, the dragon that he dared not look at was his mount. The Black Dragon of the Mother of Dragons is really a little small compared to the giant dragon.

Her Majesty nodded at Missandei.

Missandei stood on the first step in front of Her Majesty's throne.

Missandei said, "Ladies and gentlemen, if you are from the western city, please stand with the good lords of the western city, and if you are from the eastern city, please stand on the eastern side, and the same is true of the good lords from the southern and northern cities. ”

All the good masters, big and small, have been invited here by Greyworm and Lunn with the legion of the Unsullied. The total number of the good lords is more than one hundred and thirty.

After a period of confusion, the good lords of the main hall stood in four groups.

Missandei looked back at Daenerys, who nodded, and Missandei announced, "Lords of the four cities, east, west, north, south, please divide yourself into groups. Good lords on the same street, please stand in the same queue. ”

The good lords looked at each other, they had never experienced such a strange government council.

Many good lords have swallowed the words of doubt in their stomachs. Next to Her Majesty stood a giant king who was said to be from Westeros, a man who kills without blinking, and who has already executed several good lords who dare to speak up this morning. The good masters who offended him were all in different places, or two pieces of a sword.

Daenerys nodded to Lady Emily, who stood on the second step to Her Majesty's left.

Lady Emily took out a large map from her bosom at the order, and she waved her hand, and the two maids bowed down from the lowest steps and held up the map for Madame.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I will begin to start with the streets of the eastern city, and every time I read the name of a street, ask the good lords to stand on one of the steps below me. East Side: Baraora Street. ”

The three good lords walked out of the queue and ascended the steps step by step, standing one step below Lady Emily.

Her Majesty's throne is on the top of the steps of more than 20 realms, and no good lord is allowed to go up the steps when he sees the queen. This step is also a distance between the queen and danger, and it is also a symbol of the queen's royal power. Only the most trusted courtiers, guards, and maids around the queen were qualified to walk these steps. No one else is allowed to take even one step of the stairs.

However, the rule not to climb the King's Steps was broken by the announcement just made.

All the good lords were amazed, and they did not know what the purpose of this government meeting convened by Her Majesty was.

The dragon knight king from Westeros killed Gunner, the greatest good lord of Astapor, and also killed Sitzdala, the greatest holy lord of Meereen, tonight, the Harpy Son will inevitably attack the civilians in the city, Her Majesty summoned these good lords to the palace, and did not ask the good lords to stop the upcoming slaughter of the Harpy Son, but made a series of inexplicable actions to the good lords.

The good masters were not only amazed in their hearts, but also had the psychology of gloating at the lively scene. They all knew that as soon as it got dark, the Mother of Dragons and the Dragon Knight King would know what disaster was, and this was just a small beginning.

*

For the first time in their lives, the three good lords walked up the Queen's Steps, and they were very close to the Queen, two steps and a platform. If they had sharp knives on them, it would be a very threatening distance for Her Majesty. However, Her Majesty stood beside the Giant King and Jorah Mormont, as well as the Grey Worm, who could not get close to the Queen even if they had a knife.

I saw that the giant king walked to the edge of the platform and looked at the three good lords through the two steps: "You are the good lords of the Baraora Street in the East City?"

"Yes, Great King. The three good lords replied in unison. They were terrified of the giant king. The bloody cruelty of the giant king's murder has spread throughout the city, and the absolute killing does not blink an eye, and the methods are cruel and vicious.

"Name. Magic Mountain shouted.

The three good lords gave their names.

A bachelor took out a pen and paper and wrote down the names of the three men and the name of the street they were on.

Moshan stretched out his hand to take the parchment written by the scholar and handed it to the three people: "In the name of the harpy, bite your middle finger and press the blood on your name." ”

The three good lords looked at each other.

At the foot of the steps, more than a hundred good masters were also surprised.

They had never experienced anything so strange and spooky.

But under the pressure of the giant king, the three good lords did so.

Magic Mountain held up the piece of paper: "Good Lord Koke, Good Lord Christine, Good Lord Achill, from now on, the safety of the streets and alleys of Baraola in the East City will be entrusted to the three of you. If, starting tonight, there is a murder of the Harpy Son anywhere on the streets of Baraola, the three of you will be beheaded for public display. ”

Cork, Christine, and Archill all thought they had misheard.

At the foot of the steps, more than a hundred good masters also thought that they had heard it wrong.

"Your blood has been stamped on your own names. Magic Mountain held up the paper and pointed to the name and blood on it, "This is the contract. When you die, your son will take over your work and be responsible for the safety of Baraura. If any Harpy son kills or harms any innocent person in Baraora, your son will be killed. When your sons are gone, it will be your daughter's turn until all your family is gone. Of course, you can also join forces to ensure the safety of the streets of Baraorra, so that your lives and the lives of your families are safeguarded. ”

Cork was a tall, burly, bald head dressed in a goose-yellow robe of fine silk with eight bronze mirrors sewn on the back, indicating that he was the highest rank among the good lords of Astapor. He took his gaze away from the Demon Mountain and looked at Her Majesty the Queen: "Great Mother of Dragons, we cannot accept such a government order. It's not fair. It was the son of the Harpy who killed the people, not us. We are loyal servants of Her Majesty, how can we substitute our lives for the lives of criminals?"

"Don't say these high-sounding words, Lord Cork, Her Majesty was helpless when the Harpy Son was rampant in Astapor. The Holy Lord of Sitzdala of Meereen was invited, and the Holy Lord of Sitzdala visited the good lords of Astapor one by one, and after he visited the good lords of the city, the killing of the children of the harpy stopped. It was also because of his great merit this time that Her Majesty agreed to marry Sitzdala, and the two publicly made a marriage contract. It's just that on the day of the wedding, a warrior from Her Majesty's side ate the honey locusts of Lord Sitzdala on behalf of Her Majesty, and as a result, he was poisoned and almost died. The angry eyes of the Demon Mountain swept over the hundred good lords, "I believe that all the good lords understand in their hearts what I want to say, after Sitzdala visits you, the killing of the son of the harpy will stop, why?"

The faces of all the good lords changed, and they all breathed heavily. Some of the good lords' faces have become ugly.

"Good Lord Kork, can you tell me why the killing of the Son of the Harpy has miraculously stopped after Sitzdara visited you?"

Cork stammered, speechless.

"Okay, Her Majesty and I have made a decision, Baraola in the East City, the safety is jointly managed by the good lord of Kok, the good lord of Christine, and the good lord of Achill, from tonight, as long as there is a harpy murder and wounding incident in Balaora, the three of you will be guilty of capital crimes. ”

“...... This...... It's not fair...... Not all good lords understand...... Harpy Son ......," Cork stammered.

"Very well, you are trying to say that not all good lords have a relationship with the Harpy Son, I admit that some good lords are indeed not related to the Harpy Son, then, he can also be exempt from punishment, as long as he stands up and tells us which good lord has a relationship with the Harpy in the jurisdiction of the street he is responsible for, and we have arrested and judged it to be true, then, the good lord who stands up and reports will be rewarded by us and exempted from punishment. Good Lord Cork, the two good lords around you, do they have anything to do with the Harpy Son?"

Cork stammered again, speechless.

"Cork, speak. Magic Mountain shouted. As soon as he burst into tears, it was like a thunderbolt, and the whole hall roared, and the echoes of talking and talking rippled in the hall over and over again.

Cork's face was blue and dark, and he held it for a long time before he let out a long breath and gasped, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, I accept the government order that governs the security of the streets of Bara'ura, but I need Her Majesty to appoint a hundred Unsullied soldiers to patrol the streets. ”

"Ten soldiers for you. "If you feel that ten soldiers are too manpowered, then discuss with the other two good masters to increase the number of men." As long as the three of you fail to secure the streets of Baraorla, then congratulations, I will cut off your heads as soon as possible. ”

Soon after, the good lord of Kok, the good lord of Christine, and the good lord of Achill left the palace, they walked out of the palace gate, came to the street, looked up at the three flying dragons, the three exchanged glances, and hurried back to the east city.

Dongcheng, there can't be a mistake by the children of the Harpy, if there is, they will die, there is no doubt about that.

Magic Mountain raised his hand, and Lady Emily called out the name of the second street: "Easttown, Castro." ”

The five good lords who lived in Castro came out. They came up to Lady Emily, gave her name, and then bit their fingers and pressed their own blood into their name. The Magic Mountain then announced that if Castro had killed and wounded the son of the Harpy, then all five good lords would be executed in public.

Castro does not refer to one street, but to several streets, as well as a bazaar, to several alleys. That's a place on a larger scale.

However, the five good lords are all powerful good lords, and three of them also run the arena.

As the second group of good lords to leave the palace, the five good lords will have to work together to protect Castro's safety. All it takes is a murder or wounding incident of the Harpy's son, and their lives come to an end.

This matter was busy until the sun was in the west, and it was finally all done.

Everywhere in Astapor, east, west, north, south, west, and west, there was a local good lord who was responsible for dealing with the rebellion of the Harpy Son. And the existence of the son of the harpy is supported by these good masters. The good lords paid for such a semi-militarized organization.

When the last good lord walked out of the palace, the magic mountain and Lady Emily, Missandei, and the others breathed a sigh of relief.

Magic Mountain looked at Daenerys, "Your Majesty, tonight, we can get a good night's sleep." ”

Daenerys looked at the Magic Mountain: "Your Majesty, what if these good lords unite to rebel? ”

"I just have an excuse to kill them all. ”

"Kill them all, and the Harpy Son will lose control, and the scene will be even more out of control. ”

"No, kill them all, and I still have a way to deal with the remnants of the Harpy Sons. Your Majesty, the trouble in Slave Bay, in my eyes, is not trouble. ”