Gary suddenly lost the urge to meet the visitors and said, "Take them to the lobby on the first floor of Main Castle. They'll keep an eye on them. I'll go there later."
"Yes." The soldier took the order and retreated.
Margaery was lying in the arms of Gary, "Could it be the messenger of Cersei·Lannister?"
Gary fiddled with the hair beside her ears with his hands, lowered his head and said, "With Shihou's political acumen, it is impossible to negotiate with us. It's okay. After I try on Dragon's chainmail, I'll go meet King's Landing's guests."
He supported Margaery and jumped off the wooden cart with her.
Gary raised his head and called the names of the three Dragon. The voice was not loud, but it was enough for Dragon to hear.
The first ones to appear were Rhaegal and Viserion. They landed on Dragonpit and saw Gary on the ground. Then they flew over and landed in front of Gary.
Then came Drogon carrying Daenerys. Under the command of Daenerys, Drogon landed directly in the right position.
The steel armor was heavy, so Gary personally put on customized chain armor for the three Dragon.
Rhaegal and Viserion, who were obedient and obedient, put on their new clothes very cooperatively. Drogon, who did not want to be restrained, began to bite his new clothes after being forced to wear chain mail by Gary.
Gary Seeing that the three pieces of chainmail still fit well, he nodded with satisfaction.
Judging from the growth rate of Dragon and the remaining space of the chain mail, these three pieces of chain mail can be used for more than a month.
After more than a month, Gary will re-measure the body shapes of the three Dragon, and then increase the size of the three pieces of chainmail.
Drogon's movements of biting the chainmail became increasingly louder, causing the originally well-behaved Rhaegal and Viserion to imitate it.
Seeing this, Gary helped Drogon take off his chainmail. Then he took out Falling Plum from his waist and slashed Drogon's abdomen with a knife.
Drogon was in pain, grinning at Gary and growling threateningly.
Gary and Drogon looked at each other, both sides refusing to give in to each other in terms of momentum.
Drogon was quickly defeated. It lowered its head and licked the wound on its abdomen, not knowing what Gary was going to do.
Gary turned around and walked to the side of Rhaegal, held up Falling Plum, and struck Rhaegal hard on the body.
"Ding!"
The chain armor on Rhaegal sparked a spark, blocking the blow for Dragon, preventing it from being injured.
Gary put the knife back into its sheath, and healed Drogon's wound. He shouted at the three Dragon and asked, "Chain armor can protect your body, don't bite it, and wear it obediently! Do you understand?"
The three Dragon looked at Gary blankly, not sure if they understood what he meant.
Gary once again put on chain mail for Drogon. This time, Drogon didn't resist too much.
He patted Drogon's neck and said, "In the next few days, you will all wear chain mail and get used to it as soon as possible."
Gary handed over the follow-up work of appeasing Dragon to Daenerys and Margaery. He left Godswood and returned to Main Castle.
Main Castle First floor, lobby.
Three men were pacing back and forth in front of the long table in the hall, talking about Low Valyrian, and discussing something intensely.
When Gary walked to the door, he heard bits and pieces. Although he couldn't understand the other party's language, he had stayed at Essos for so long that he could tell that what they were using was Low Valyrian.
When the men saw Gary arriving, they bowed their heads and saluted, "Dear King in the North, please forgive us for our rudeness."
"Sit down, don't stand."
Gary came to the main seat and sat down, "You are Essos's businessmen, right? Why do you come to the North?"
After Red Wedding, the North fell into turmoil and lost order. From then on, no businessman dared to do business in the North.
This group of businessmen from Essos are really rare visitors, which makes Gary a little suspicious of their motives for coming to the North.
The middle-aged man at the head said, "Your Majesty is far away in the North. Have you heard about the turmoil in King's Landing?"
Gary knocked on the table impatiently, "Speak directly if you have something to say, don't keep it secret."
The middle-aged man looked at each other and nodded with his two companions, and said, "We have the Imp in our hands. He said that he was friends with His Majesty and asked us to send him here."
Gary raised his eyebrows when he heard Tyrion's nickname, "Where are the others?"
The middle-aged man was relieved when he saw Gary's attitude. It seemed that King in the North and the Imp were indeed related, and Lannister's little devil monkey did not deceive them.
"Your Majesty, don't worry, the Imp is safe and sound. As long as your Majesty pays the reward, we will release the Imp immediately."
Gary frowned and asked, "How much do you want?"
The middle-aged man smiled and said, "The most important thing in doing business is integrity. Your Majesty, please pay the two hundred thousand Gold Dragon the Imp promised to us."
Gary did not hesitate and readily agreed, "Yes, but I have to see the person first before you can take Gold Dragon away."
Two hundred thousand Gold Dragon is undoubtedly a huge sum of money. You can buy a small castle and nearby land in Westeros.
But for Gary, two hundred thousand Gold Dragon is just a small amount of money compared with Tyrion's intelligence.
The middle-aged man gestured happily, "No problem. But Your Majesty, we also want to see Gold Dragon first."
Gary raised his hand to greet the Ice warrior behind him, and whispered a few words.
Ice warrior walked out of the hall quickly, and a few minutes later, he came back with a wooden tray.
He placed the tray on the long table. Five beautifully crafted daggers were placed on the tray.
Gary pointed at the daggers in the tray with his finger and said, "There are five Valyrian steel daggers here to pay for two hundred thousand Gold Dragon."
The three men stood up from their seats in shock. Each of them picked up a dagger, pulled it out of its sheath, and carefully observed the blade of the dagger.
After looking at it for a long time, they confirmed that King in the North was not lying. These five daggers were all made of Valyria steel.
"Your Majesty, there are only five daggers, which are not worth two hundred thousand Gold Dragon. If you had ten..."
Gary was disgusted with their greed in his heart and sneered, "Don't say anything that makes people laugh. Valyrian steel has always been in a situation where there is no price but no market. You are businessmen. In your hands, these Valyrian steel daggers can be sold for more than two hundred thousand Gold Dragon."
The men looked at each other again and nodded. The middle-aged man at the head smiled and said, "Your Majesty is really a genius in business, let's make a deal?"
Gary asked them to put down the Valyrian steel dagger and emphasized, "I want to see Tyrion."
The men obediently put the Valyrian steel dagger on the tray, and said with a smile, "Easy to say, Mr. the Imp is on the bank of the White Knife River east of Winterfell. Let's go back now, and we can bring the Imp here tomorrow."
Gary nodded and reminded, "If I were an intact Tyrion, do you understand?"
The three men stood up and saluted respectfully, "We understand, Your Majesty, don't worry, everything is fine with Mr. the Imp. Then... we will stay soon and say goodbye."
After saying that, they couldn't wait to walk out of the hall and trotted towards the outside of the city.