Chapter 70:

Chapter 70:

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Astapor was right ahead, a few miles away from me, after a month of travel I had finally gotten close to the slaver city.

I was both excited and a bit nervous, because the chances of them reacting poorly to my presence were high, very high.

I knew that if a conqueror came to my house trying to buy shit I would probably try to kill him.

But that was me, and as I proved so far, everyone seems to be a prideful idiot in this world, thinking that they cannot be killed, or some shit along those lines.

But for once I hoped they were dumb, and considered me an idiot, so that I could buy their army and crush them.

The city entrance was pretty underwhelming, pretty shit to be honest, it looked like they didn't care for appearances at all. Visit no(v)eLb(i)n.com for the best novel reading experience

"That's the entrance to Astapor my Khal," one of my Ko pointed out.

Even from a far I could see the old crumbling statue portraying the Astapori harpy atop the harbor gate, noticing nobody has given the poor statue some kind of maintenance in decades.

"I see," I nodded, the city walls were old and decaying, everything was as if breaking down anytime soon, how the fuck people that should make a lot of many selling slaves have their city in such a bad state?!

Taking a deep breath, I continued to descend the hill to Astapor, hoping the city was more welcoming inside, otherwise I wasn't sure if I wanted to keep that shit on my name, once I conquered Essos, perhaps I would delegate someone to fix everything, and come back once this looked more decent.

"Let's go," I sighed.

[Ned Stark POV]

Going back to the north was a bit harder that I would've liked, I had to break Robb's betrothal with House Frey, because they had tricked my son, we already had an agreement of free pass before and the old Frey broke it.

But he wasn't one to go back on what he wanted, so I had to pay a toll, a big one to pass.

And even though I managed to pass with all my family and army back to the north, I had a distinctive feeling the old Frey was planning something, something bad for us.

But whatever that was, it would prove meaningless in the north.

Cat wasn't on speaking terms with me, refusing to acknowledge my existence after I decided to side with Ronard on this war, I hoped that eventually she would let it go, like she did with Jon.

Now, it was time to go home, and plan the betrothal with house Mormont to ensure we are tied by blood.

As I tuned out their discussion, I started to walk down to the gates of Astapor, the gatekeeper was signaling me to come closer.

The thing with Astapor is that people just don't go in if they have an army, reason why I was waiting outside.

The Masters of the city had to approve of my entrance, and even then, I would only be allowed to enter with my guards.

I had informed the gatekeeper of my intentions, and they had told me to wait till I was called.

"You may come in," The gatekeeper called out.

The city was even worse on the inside, people dead on the streets, slaves by their look.

The sights were something out of a horror movie, and one with an awfully low budget.

After roughly fifteen minutes of walking to the deplorable place, I was finally guided inside the castle of the Masters.

The first one to great me was, Kraznys mo Nakloz he was utterly disgusting, with an oiled red and black beard that smelled like shit, and with tits bigger than any woman.

"What sort of business, you are looking for here, stupid brat?" The man asked in Valyrian.

"The Master says what sort of business you are looking for here?" A little girl beside him said, if I had to take a guess she was Missandei.

Missandei was somewhat similar to the actress that played her role, she had a round flat face, with dusky skin, and eyes like molten gold, but unlike in the show where she was a woman, here she was only ten or eleven by what I could judge from her height and voice tone.

"Tell the Master, I want to buy every unsullied he has, even the untrained ones," I said with a smile, as I saw the girl translating what I had said.

"Ha, as if he had enough money to do that," The master laughed.

Little did he know I knew how to speak bastard Valyrian, "Tell him money is not a problem,"

Missandei did as she was told, translating once again for me.

"Each unsullied costs 100 gold dragons in your coin, the total with all the ones we have would be one million and four hundred thousand gold dragons," The Master informes, and while I understood I waited for Missandei to translate.

After she translated I smiled and said, "Tell him I'll give him one million and two hundred thousand gold dragons, considering some aren't fully trained,"

Missandei nodded and translated, the Master stood silent for a while as if weighing the options.

"Tell the idiot we have a deal," The master chuckled.

"The master accepts your offer," Missandei said.

"Tell him, I want you as well, that I will throw another one thousand gold dragons to the deal," I smiled, surprising her.

With a nod she translated, the master looked at me and said, "You belong to him now girl,"

"The master accepted," Missandei informed me.

"Good, tell him, I'll bring him the money in a month, so to please have my things ready by then," I said as I added, "You coming with me in the meantime,"

Once again she translated, and the master accepted, "He said your property will be ready in a month, all fourteen thousand unsullied,"

"Good, let's go," I nodded, with Missandei following me close behind.

In the end, everything went as I planned, these people were idiots, for as soon as I got my army, I would end them.