Chapter 165 The envoy from the Iron Bank comes

Taichu Nestos was full of expectations for his long journey.

Calling himself the most humble servant of the Iron Bank of Braavos, he tied everything he had to this bank that could influence both sides of the strait.

They had already confirmed the news through various channels about the appearance of the Dragon King in Pantos.

For Tychu Nestor and his colleagues, the debts of the Iron Throne of Westeros are now at risk of becoming bad debts.

The authority of the Iron Throne may still have some effect in Westeros, but it has no deterrent effect in Braavos on this side of the strait.

The people of Braavos say:

"The Iron Bank cannot be defaulted."

This is not a harsh word, nor is it a bold statement made by someone who is having a big dream. Every Braavosian will tell you this in an extremely calm tone, because this is a fact.

The king can borrow from the Iron Bank, no problem. The wealth owned by the Iron Bank may be the sum of the banks of other trading city-states, and he is not afraid of the squandering of these kings.

On the contrary, the Iron Bank and the Iron Bank like to lend money to these kings. They also cooperate with small customers, but basically the profits are not very good.

There are many small customers who cannot pay their debts, and few of them will wait for the debt collectors from the Iron Bank to come to their door. Once they run away, the Iron Bank will have to hire faceless men to hunt them down.

This is not what elegant bankers want to see. Well-dressed gentlemen like contracts written in black and white. Iron Bank has generously helped customers, and customers should pay back the money at the corresponding time.

Look, it's so simple, why do you have to see blood? Only when you borrow can you repay, and only when you repay the money can you get a better loan contract next time.

Tychu Nestos's colleague Naho Demitis, also an elegant gentleman, was also sent out by the big shot of the Iron Bank, but in a different direction.

In Westeros, the land of the setting sun, the situation in King's Landing is not good now. There have been rumors that the Baratheon royal family will delay the payment of the iron bank.

Naho Demitis went to confirm this. If this is true, then the Iron Bank will support the next person with enough weight to help him win the Iron Throne.

Of course, the bankers' generosity was conditional, and in Tychu Nestos' view this was not difficult at all, as long as the Iron Bank's debts were acknowledged.

If the king ever found himself unable to find enough money to repay his debts, the Iron Bank thoughtfully provided financial advisory services.

They will send professional personnel to find ways to help the king plunder enough money from his territory. How much damage will it cause to the civilians in the territory?

Oops, the high-ranking Tiejinkuo has limited energy, so how can he care about these trivial things?

This is a headache for those kings. Of course, they are welcome to borrow money from the Iron Bank again.

Again:

"The Iron Bank cannot be defaulted."

Tychu Nestorth was very efficient and soon learned about the Targaryen red dragon banner being raised in Astapor.

"Well...it's time to write a report and re-evaluate the situation of this family and Slaver's Bay. It's a headache."

Taichu Nestos muttered to himself, then took out an exquisite snuff bottle from his gorgeous pocket, sniffed it gently a few times, and leaned comfortably on the cushions of the carriage.

After a long journey, he finally arrived at the city of Astapor, which he was no longer familiar with.

Then, he saw the red dragon flag with a black background flying high on the top of the city, which was the symbol of the Targaryen family.

In the past, the Targaryen family had been regarded as high-quality customers. In the past few hundred years, although some unpleasantness had occurred, in general, the Targaryen loan contracts were guaranteed.

So, Tychu Nestos sat on the carriage and slowly drove into the star city of Slaver's Bay. He wanted to see the current situation of the city with his own eyes to evaluate the content of the contract. .

…

The rule of Clay and Daenerys in Astapor has stabilized. Although there are still some minor troubles, after Clay guaranteed most of the interests of the slave owners, the whole city is still running quickly. stand up.

All the property looted from the great pyramids of the three dead Good Lords was invested by Clay in the processing of the backlog of slaves. The people in Slaver's Bay did not need so much food and weapons, but Westeros did.

Sitting in the former hall of the Good Lord, Clay and Daenerys quietly listened to Ser Barristan Selmy's report on the recent security situation in the city, and nodded, indicating that he could leave.

Missandei, a little translator, still couldn't escape Daenerys' clutches, and was taken in by her and became an ordinary maid.

Clay got off the high seat and walked towards the terrace at the back. Daenerys also got off the cushion and followed Clay.

"Clay, it seems that Sir Barristan has managed the city well. There has been no news of slave owners resisting recently."

Daenerys put her body into the lounge chair warmed by the sun, narrowed her bright eyes, and said in a pleasant tone:

"Perhaps, after all, they have no reason or strength to fall out with us. After the initial dissatisfaction and fear have passed, they will accept the reality."

Clay smiled and sat down, groping dishonestly with his palms, making Daenerys's steady breathing become slightly faster.

In order to avoid having to change clothes later, Daenerys quickly changed the topic:

"Clay, we are now able to control eight thousand Unsullied, and there are four thousand more who are training. We have been waiting here, but it seems to have no effect."

Daenerys finally grabbed Clay's big hand that made her gasp slightly, and whispered:

"I feel that this city doesn't really need us, although they don't exclude us."

Nodding, Clay agreed with Daenerys. Galesos flying around the city with three little dragons for a few times would nip all conspiracies in the bud.

It can be said that the city of Astapor has become a backup base for Clay and Daenerys, but there are still several problems that need to be solved.

In the final analysis, the foundation of the two people is too weak. If there was no genocide caused by Targaryen, Clay and Daenerys would have a lot of talents available now.

Now, their newly established kingdom can't even set up a royal council, let alone run it effectively.

There is still a shortage of people, otherwise Clay and Daenerys wouldn't have to be so hands-on.

The king is the one who takes the direction on big things, rather than dealing with specific matters.

"When we completely resolve the matter here, I will take you back to Westeros. There are many people there waiting for your return."

Clay said with a smile, and when Daenerys wasn't paying attention, he broke free from the grasp of his white little hands and rushed towards the dragon's lair.

At this moment, a voice rang out that annoyed Clay and made Daenerys sigh in relief. It was the little translator Missandei:

"Your Majesty, the envoy of the Iron Bank, a man named Tychu Nestos, requests your audience."

The palms of his hands stopped, and Clay and Daenerys, who had a reddish complexion, looked at each other. This was true. Clay originally planned to go to the Iron Bank in person, but now it seems that the noses of these vampires are bigger than expected. Much more sensitive.

"Tell him I'll see him at the palace in half an hour."

"Okay, Your Majesty."

Missandei glanced at the two people in strange postures, smiled secretly, agreed, turned and left.

After Missandei left, Kerry turned his eyes viciously to Daenerys, who was holding back a smile. The latter pushed him away and smiled extremely happily:

"Let's go, Your Majesty Clay, make preparations to meet the envoy of the Iron Bank."

After scolding the bastards who do bad things and do good things, Kerry shook his head and walked towards the palace...

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Half an hour later, Tychu Nestos walked into this huge pyramid that once belonged to the Good Lord. He noticed that all the guards here were Unsullied ones wearing black armor.

It seems that the Targaryen family has established a firm foothold here. With the support of the Unsullied, at least they will not be easily knocked off the throne.

However, Tychu Nestorth was curious as to why the dragon king who claimed to be a descendant of House Belerys was willing to stay under the Targaryen banner.

Yes, internally, Clay is Clay, but externally, the vest of the descendant of Belerys is still in use. Otherwise, if a Westeros family who can control dragons appears out of thin air, this news cannot be concealed at all. How long is it in the country?

Clay couldn't even pretend to be a Targaryen survivor. First of all, the Targaryens were in Westeros. Apart from Maester Aemon Targaryen of the Great Wall, no one was alive.

Moreover, Clay does not have the silver hair and purple eyes that are the hallmark of Targaryen at all. He has no one who can match him yet, so he is not qualified to pretend.

When he came to the palace, Tychu Nestos saw the man and woman sitting on the throne at a glance. This sitting method seemed very interesting to Tychu Nestos.

If a man is the king who holds all the power, then as his queen, she should not share the throne with him.

But now, Daenerys Targaryen, who should be the last descendant of Targaryen, is sitting on the throne very casually. Obviously, the situation is different.

"The most humble servant of the Iron Bank, Tychu Nestos, brings the friendship of the Iron Bank to the two masters of Astapor."

"I wonder how many golden dragons can I buy from Tiejinku's friendship?"

The man's laughter reached the ears of Taichu Nestos. Taichu could not hear the sarcasm in his words at all. This was his most basic accomplishment as the envoy of the distinguished banker of the Iron Bank. .

He smiled slightly, saluted again, and said softly:

"Maybe it's worthless, but maybe it can buy a kingdom for your two majesties."

"Interesting man, then, Astapor welcomes you, the messenger from the Iron Bank."

"Now, can you tell me what real things the Iron Bank can bring us?"

Daenerys said.

"Of course, as you wish..."