Chapter 119 The Threat from the Thousand-Faced God

After Gavin entered the official residence in the city, many slave owners and officials who had been waiting here also came to pay homage to their new ruler.

A well-dressed slave owner came first, knelt on the ground and said, "Welcome, distinguished Dragon King Gavin, I have prepared a gift for you, I think you will like it."

Gavin looked at the slave owner in front of him sternly, nodded and asked, "What kind of gift is it?"

"Please wait a moment, Dragon King Gavin." After saying that, the slave owner waved to the slave on the side, and then a girl walked out of the crowd holding a small box and slowly approached Gavin. This girl was about fifteen or sixteen years old. At the age of 18, she wore a light blue dress with exquisite embroidered patterns on the skirt and a white ribbon tied around her waist, which made her graceful.

The black box held in the girl's hand was inlaid with bright gems and delicately carved around it, exuding a luxurious and mysterious atmosphere.

The girl walked up to Gavin, knelt down on her knees, and raised the box high above her head.

Gavin frowned, and the confusion on his face was gradually replaced by solemnity. He stared closely at the box held high by the girl. He could clearly feel a wave of magic power inside the box, as if an invisible hand was trying to pull him away. into the unknown abyss.

Gavin took a deep breath and slowly reached out to open the box. The moment the lid of the box opened, a black shadow rushed out like a ghost, instantly blinding Gavin's eyes. The black shadow formed by this magic power was not powerful. Even if Gavin did not use magic power to consume it, it could quickly dissipate in the air. However, this black shadow successfully caused him to lose his vision for a moment.

In the midst of this flash of lightning, a flash of fierceness flashed in the girl's eyes, and she quickly pulled out a sharp dagger from under the box. Taking advantage of the moment when Gavin's sight was blocked, she stabbed him with lightning speed. . The dagger stabbed Gavin in the abdomen accurately, and the blood instantly dyed his clothes red.

Gavin felt pain and let out an angry roar. He reacted quickly and instinctively, his leg muscles suddenly exerted force, and he kicked the girl away hard.

The girl's body was like a kite with broken strings, hitting the wall heavily, and then fell to the ground in an awkward manner. Blood spilled from the corner of her mouth, but her eyes were still full of ferocity and unwillingness.

At the same time, the Blood Dragon Guards behind Gavin broke out instantly. They rushed out with overwhelming force. The powerful force instantly knocked the slave owner to the ground and controlled him at the same time, making him unable to move at all. The remaining Blood Dragon Guards quickly isolated the others from Gavin.

The soldiers outside the door heard the fierce noise coming from inside the house and rushed in like a tide. They quickly surrounded the panicked slave owners and officials, their swords unsheathed and flashing with cold light.

Gavin held his injured abdomen, the pain from the wound making his face darker. Gavin glared at the slave owner and the girl, his eyes seeming to spit out fire.

The slave owner stared at Gavin fiercely, quickly bit the poison in his mouth, and blood began to flow from the corners of his mouth. It was obvious that he was dying soon, and then said: "Gavin Belleris, you forgot that you owe the Thousand Faces Does God have a life?”

When Gavin heard this, his face became even more gloomy. With a thought, the Blood Dragon Guard exploded instantly, and the powerful force instantly broke the necks of the slave owner and the girl. The two died on the spot, and then the Blood Dragon Guard was on their faces. With a strong grab, a mask was pulled off, revealing two unfamiliar faces.

At this time, Gavin's chest was heaving violently, and the pain at the wound was intertwined with the anger in his heart. He looked around, ignoring the panicked slave owners and officials, and shouted an order to the soldiers who came in: "Take them all down, and then search this place thoroughly for me, and don't miss any corner!" The soldiers responded in unison and sprang into action.

With the careful support of the Blood Dragon Guard, Gavin sat tremblingly on the chair. This action accidentally touched the hideous wound on his abdomen. In an instant, a sharp pain like a sharp needle hit him like a tidal wave. Come.

Gavin frowned and big beads of sweat rolled down his forehead. He immediately took out a bottle of potion from his arms and quickly poured it into his mouth. As the medicine took effect, the wound began to heal at an alarming speed visible to the naked eye. But even so, he could still clearly feel a corrosive energy and magic raging in his abdomen, and he had to continue to mobilize his own magic to fight against it. Obviously, the poison on the dagger that stabbed him just now was anything but ordinary.

At this moment, the door was pushed open violently, and Jorah Mormont, who had rushed after hearing the news, rushed in. At a glance, he saw Gavin, who was sitting on the chair with a face as pale as paper, and asked anxiously: "Sir, are you okay?" Gavin endured the pain, waved his hand, and said calmly: "It's Xiao It's nothing." He didn't want Jorah Mormont to know the true seriousness of the situation.

Gavin paused for a moment and then asked: "You have been traveling in Essos for a long time. Do you know that the God of Many Faces exists in other places besides Braavos where there are temples dedicated to him?"

After hearing this, Jorah Mormont fell into a brief thought, and then said: "In addition to the House of Black and White in Braavos, I also heard that there are temples dedicated to the Thousand-Faced God in Volantis and Myr. However, I have been to Myr, but I have never seen the temple of the Many-Faced God there."

Gavin nodded slightly after hearing this, and then ordered: "Jorah, go find someone to check, and ask the mercenaries along the way. I want to know where all the temples dedicated to the Thousand-Faced God are in Essos."

Although Jorah Mormont was doubtful, he still bowed respectfully and left. With his departure, the room fell into a deathly silence again, with only Gavin's heavy breathing echoing in the air.

Gavin leaned weakly on the chair, his thoughts flying. This assassination was also an opportunity.

Unlike the city of Lys, a riot in the city almost wiped out the upper class of Lys. The speed at which the slave owners and officials of these towns surrendered was beyond imagination. All the towns were still under their control. This made him always feel that there was a lack of an opportunity to clean up and it was difficult to deal with the surrendered slave owners.

And now, it is just right to take advantage of this assassination to clean up a group of slave owners in a drastic way.

In this way, not only can his majesty be demonstrated, but also the way can be paved for subsequent rule, making the control of power more solid and the rule smoother and unimpeded.

On a gloomy day, the atmosphere in the town was so depressing that it made people breathless. A team of aggressive soldiers rushed towards a magnificent slave owner's mansion like a gust of wind.

"Bang!" The gate of the courtyard was violently knocked open by the soldiers. The slave owner was sitting leisurely in the hall, and was shocked by the sudden movement.

"What are you doing?" The slave owner widened his eyes and shouted in horror.

"Someone reported that you participated in the assassination of Lord Gavin!" The soldier leader shouted sternly.

"It's unfair! How could I participate in such a thing!" The slave owner hurriedly stood up to defend himself, and his fat body trembled with nervousness.

"Stop talking nonsense! Arrest him!" The soldier leader gave an order, and several soldiers quickly stepped forward and twisted the slave owner's arms without saying anything.

"This must be someone framing me. I am loyal to Lord Gavin!" The slave owner struggled hard, his face flushed.

"Humph, whether you participated or not, wait until the investigation is clear!" The soldier leader didn't listen to his explanation at all, and the soldiers quickly searched the mansion.

Soon, boxes of gold, silver, jewelry, and piles of land deeds were moved to the courtyard.

"These are all my accumulated wealth over the years, and have nothing to do with the assassination!" The slave owner shouted in despair.

However, the soldiers turned a deaf ear and continued to check in an orderly manner.

As time went on, one slave owner's mansion after another suffered the same fate. Most of the land, wealth and population were successfully recovered by Gavin.

This large-scale cleanup operation was swift and decisive, and all towns were immersed in an atmosphere of silence, and no one dared to stand up and resist.

Those slave owners obviously understood Gavin's plan, and went to the city of Rees to meet Gavin and offer their property to prove their innocence.

At this moment, a merchant ship sailing from the Stone Steps Islands slowly approached the shore. A sturdy messenger jumped off the ship with a hurried look. He quickly found the soldier on duty at the port, and after revealing his identity, he said anxiously: "By order of Maester Coben, I need to see Lord Gavin immediately."

The soldier saw that he looked serious and did not dare to delay, and hurriedly led him to where Gavin was.

After arriving at the city lord's mansion, the soldier informed the guard. The guard heard that it was an urgent matter and did not dare to neglect it, and immediately brought the messenger to Gavin.