Chapter 314

A slave under Morgan, the same master.

In Pride square, I saw that missander was appointed by the master to copy the house. Today, all the noble family assets killed in the square are still copying the house with thousands of scale free troops.

Such a heavy task, how can you not make Aphra feel jealous and envious.

You know, she did it first.

Whether it's following the master or something else.

Missander has been with her master for two days.

And she, Aphra, had followed her master a few months ago.

Obviously, he followed his master first, everything first.

But the late missander was given a heavy responsibility by her master.

I have nothing.

Such a difference, how can we not let afra have a gap in her heart.

But Aphra is always clever.

Even if you are depressed and unhappy, you won't lose your temper with your master.

She knows very well who saved herself from hell.

She will never leave her master in her life.

It is a woman's nature to strive for favor.

But even though I was a little depressed, when I followed my master all the way to the huge castle I came to last night.

It was only then that Aphra came to understand.

I followed my master. What did I do this time.

After all, she was born in a small noble family in the free trade city of pantos.

Although I can read, read and learn some knowledge, my knowledge is still very limited.

I thought I would follow my master on a long journey and take risks all the way.

Unexpectedly, the host made a joke on her in silence, a big joke.

When I was in Pride square.

Afra still doesn't fully understand what the Master Morgan has really done this time.

But now.

When I saw that everyone was extremely respectful to salute the master;

When I saw the biggest and most luxurious castle I had seen in my life last night, everyone knelt down to meet the master.

Afra finally understood.

She is not stupid, but her limited knowledge limits some cognition.

Just then.

She heard her master's voice.

"Except that the manager becomes the Deputy Manager..."

"Other personnel, I won't adjust anything temporarily..."

"What position did you hold before, and what position do you hold now..."

Facing the three people in charge of the whole castle, Morgan said, reaching over the little slave beside him and continued: "but from today on, everything in the castle will be in the charge of afra, who is the new chief manager of the castle."

"Your next task, in addition to your own work, you also need to teach her."

"I'll give you a month..."

"After a month, she is qualified, and you are qualified..."

"If she fails, you know the consequences..."

Morgan spoke quietly.

"Yes, master..."

"Yes, yes, I will tell the chief manager everything in the castle..."

The voice fell, and several Castle leaders immediately nodded in response.

Everything happened in Pride square today.

Someone has come to the castle ahead of time with the intention of receiving a reward and told them.

Killed a large number of big slave owners and nobles, controlled all the dirt free legions, and had the existence of the real dragon.

In front of the new ruler of astapo.

They can't even breathe.

"My Lord, can I really be the chief manager of the castle?"

Aphra asked, looking very surprised.

"Of course, I believe you, Aphra..."

Morgan smiled.

The manager of a castle is nothing.

Even the castle of the astapor ruler.

In the future, he has the intention of going to Westeros, King's landing city and unifying the seven countries.

At this time, I just exercise my women.

But this is also because Aphra and missander are qualified to be trained.

If the character is not suitable.

Morgan will only keep each other as canaries, rather than make random appointments to trouble himself.

"Well, there's a reward party tonight, horn. You can prepare..."

Morgan looked at the middle-aged man in charge of the kitchen, and then looked at the little Slave: "afra, you arrange..."

"Yes, master..."

"Yes, sir, I must arrange..."

Aphra happily left with Horne, the head of the kitchen.

Watching the little slave leave her back.

Morgan is not worried about her safety.

The whole castle was surrounded by dirt free people.

No one can leave alive without his orders.

But soon, Morgan turned and looked at the two clean regular commanders who followed him.

The commander of the sixth team, "black mouse", reacted the fastest, immediately understood and said, "master, I'll protect my wife."

"Go..."

Morgan nodded and looked at the young dragon looking around in mid air. "Take siglia and tell afra what's in the kitchen. Siglia can eat whatever she wants and let her eat as much as she wants."

The voice just fell.

The young dragon, siglia Arden, originally looked around with bright eyes.

"Yes, master..."

The black mouse immediately took a team of several people and a young dragon flying in mid air to the kitchen.

Morgan immediately looked at the former manager next to him, and now the deputy manager of the castle said, "take me around and tell me everything in the castle by the way..."

"Yes, master..."

Silas, the deputy manager, looked happy, immediately respectfully followed the footsteps of the new master and began to speak.

Time passed slowly.

As the light in the sky sinks to the West.

The sky began to darken.

Evening is coming.

Compared with the usual busy time on the streets of astapo, it is obviously too cold tonight.

Shops on both sides of the street closed in large numbers.

There are few pedestrians.

Plus a whole team of dirt free soldiers patrolling the streets from time to time.

And the sound of fighting from time to time in the corners of the streets.

At this time, as long as a normal person knows that something big has happened in the city.

But fortunately.

These dirt free fighters did not invade civilians in shops.

Although some great noble castles were copied, there was a lot of movement.

But many civilians see it in their eyes, but they secretly rejoice in their hearts.

Qiu Fu generally exists in any world, country and city-state.

What's more, the object is still a big aristocrat who is usually high and domineering.

When the sky light completely disappeared.

It's getting darker.

Downtown astapo.

In the largest castle and mansion heavily guarded by dirt free soldiers.

The lights were bright.

Spacious banquet living room with luxurious decoration.

The exquisite banquet table is on the main seat.

Yesterday, sitting here was krazny, the largest slave owner.

Now, Morgan.

At this time, standing next to Morgan, was the clerk who was given the important task of copying the family. Missander was constantly reporting.

A little farther away, standing were the castle manager Aphra and deputy manager Silas, as well as several clean centurions who took off their helmets.

Further away, there are young female slaves who look beautiful or beautiful and wear professional maids.

"That's all that's happening now..."

Missander finally finished reporting and stood quietly aside.

Morgan tapped the table and meditated. For a while, the knocking stopped.

Morgan said, "in other words, those who dare to resist are the soldiers and mercenaries of the slain slave owners and nobles?"

Missander nodded, "yes, master."

"Well, I'll give you another task to send a message to the nobles in the city and invite them to dinner."

"For the list of nobles qualified to participate, you can find avrana..."

Morgan said, looking up at missander beside him: "the time... Will be tomorrow night..."

"Yes, master..."