Jaime detoured to the front of the procession, and turned back to see three heralds walking side by side in front of the prince's palanquin.

The one on the left is wearing a golden robe with a golden scale symbolizing trade, the one in the center is wearing bronze chain mail with a steel sword that symbolizes war, and the one on the right is holding a silver whip that symbolizes the law, and his body is full of silver silk and the saddle under his crotch.

Although the steel sword of the one in the middle appeared to be well-made, like the appearance of Pantos, it was still vulnerable even with very tall and heavy walls.

Defeated by the war with the Braavos, Pantos signed a harsh peace treaty: slavery was abolished, the city-state was not allowed to have more than twenty warships, it was not allowed to have its own army except for the City Guard, and it was not allowed to enter into long-term cooperation agreements with large mercenary groups except for the personal guards of the nobles and the mercenaries guarding the courtyard......

Therefore, after Pantos assassinated the nobles, the killers were almost all able to leave easily, Pantos did not have his own military force, and the city guards were undermanned to maintain the law and order of this prosperous city-state, so Jaime was not worried about his safety.

Moreover, the patron who issued the assassination order was none other than Governor Illyrio Mopatis himself, who was now too blessed.

Jaime couldn't help but smile at the man's pretentious speech, his efforts to quickly restore order to the procession, and his bravery and generosity in assuring the other governors that they would do everything in their power to arrest the real culprit.

Game of Thrones, Illyrio Mopatis had a lot of fun!

Following the procession, Jaime walked into Harvest Square. The square is dedicated to the god of the harvest, and the large plains under the jurisdiction of the city of Pantos are unpleasant in the seasons of the year, and the people agree that this is because the harvest god is angered, so the prince is sacrificed in front of the harvest god, and then the next prince is elected.

Illyrio Mopatis completely bid farewell to the past life as a killer because of his fortune, but the way he resolved the conflict after becoming a governor was still the same method as a killer, but when he was young, Illyrio Mopatis did it himself, and now he doesn't need to, if he has money, then ask someone to do it.

By killing Governor Barnett, Illyrio Morpatis will be able to easily control the vote in the vote, ensuring that the next Prince will be elected in the rival Governor's camp.

Each election of the prince of Pantos is the result of a wrestling between the parties: each wants to give the other side the votes for the election of the prince, so that the opponent can be elected with full votes. If a compromise between the parties cannot be reached in the pre-event meeting, it will be a bloody conflict behind the scenes. Only this time, when the prince dared to kill when he was parading the streets, it also showed the powerful power of Illyrio Mopatis: if you don't obey the coordinator, die!

A thief shouts to be a thief, and Jaime is no stranger.

With the priest's loud voice, the prince was set up by his attendants from a palanquin made of gold and ivory, and he was held down by several spiked helmets, and knelt before a huge stone tablet symbolizing the god of the harvest, carved with a face in the shape of an ear of grain, and a pair of golden pupils......

Woooooo

Suddenly there was a trumpet sound from the east side of the city.

The people who poured into the square suddenly stopped singing.

Woooooo

More trumpets sounded, all on the east side of the city.

The quiet crowd began to disagree, and someone shouted, "The Dothraki are coming." "People started running, and there were screams of girls.

Woo woo woo

A more urgent trumpet sounded.

Jaime smiled as he watched as the crowd began to panic, and the twenty-odd governors began to turn pale, and someone shouted, "Guards, guards!" Some of the governors were shouting, "Go to the east, go to the east, all the unsullied, the noble guards, the attendants, all go to the east." ”

"The Dothraki are coming! the Dothraki are coming!" someone panicked.

Fear spreads like a plague.

The ranks of the freedmen broke up in an instant. They are not warriors, they will not go to help defend the city, they just want to go home first, hide themselves first, and have the money they have worked so hard to save.

Under the command of the Governors, the Guards of the Unsullied were soon assembled, about two hundred men, and a hundred City Guards from Harvest Square, led by the Governors, marched straight to the eastern wall.

Woo woo, woo woo, woo woo!

The whole city sounded the sound of an urgent enemy attack, horns, conch trumpets, drums, all sorts of sounds, and a huge city, all of a sudden, like a pot of boiling water.

The priests in charge of offering sacrifices to the god of harvest were swept down by the scattered freedmen: the freedmen in the square were looking for their mothers, fathers were looking for their daughters, maidens were calling for their beloved men, grandfathers were calling for their grandchildren, some were running, some were crying, some were pushing, some were squeezing, some hot-blooded youths were grabbing their weapons, and the strong men were running to the east. There are brave people shouting: Assist in defense, go to help defend together!

Agile as a shadow lynx, Jaime dodged to the prince in a few dodges, and said, "Everyone dies!"

"Everyone must serve. The Prince replied.

"Let's go, you idiot, the harvest god, let someone else sacrifice. ”

The prince, who had been twinkling in his eyes, immediately stood up and tore off his prince's uniform three or two times.

A nun shouted, "The prince has run away!"

With a gentle push, Jaime pushed the nun to the ground and kicked her unconscious.

One of the priests immediately rushed forward, and Jaime punched the priest in the jaw, who fell straight back like a scarecrow. Jaime punched the priest unconscious.

Two executioners rushed over, beheading knives in their hands.

The Prince leaned sideways in front of Jaime.

A man in front of him stabbed the prince in the chest, and the prince was on the side, and the knife swept past his chest, and he grabbed the executioner's wrist with both hands, and only twisted and strangled it, and blood splattered, and the decapitator cut the executioner's throat.

In the next moment, a decapitator appeared in his hand, blocking the decapitator slashed down by another executioner, and then twisted his waist and turned his wrist, the decapitator slashed into the opponent's right body, cut through the thin leather, and cut off half of the opponent's ribs, in the other party's screams, the prince let go of the handle of the knife, his elbow slammed, and the steely elbow hit the opponent's face, and the screams stopped abruptly, and the executioner's entire face was suddenly blurred with blood, like a pool of blood-red meat sauce.

Jaime stood to the side, his eyes flashing.

In the blink of an eye, the prince knocked one person unconscious, grabbed the knife with his bare hands and killed two people in a row, and with a bang, the nuns and monks fled.

The prince untied the dagger from his waist, cut a strip of cloth from each of them, and smiled at James, "Keep a souvenir." He tied his long hair with two strands of cloth, and the cat ran at the waist, "Come with me, someone, I will repay you." ”