Capítulo 30: Chapter 30
"Beautiful girls. Little boys. And now old men. Is there no end to your perversions?" Muron asked as Domeric deposited the last glass maker in the ship.
Infiltrating Myr's glass facilities and stealing their formula as well as these men had been a hard task for him. But he had done it.
And after seeing the way they made their glass, he was sure that he would be able to make better ones.
He was also sure that by doing so, he would be declaring himself an enemy of the Magisters of Myr. But you cannot befriend everyone. And if he wanted to bring reform in this world, then he'll probably step on a lot of toes.
This fact was insinuated when the Citadel and Faith filed their complaints against him in the Small Council because his cheaper and higher quality books led to them not being able to sell most of their own books.
The High Septon even had the audacity to ask him for the design of the Printing Press for the Faith so that they would be able to spread the message of the god to more people.
What a load of bullshit.
"So now that you're here. What else do you want from Tyrosh and Lys?" Muron asked curiously. The man was no doubt a sadist and a psychopath but as long as Muron was loyal to him, it was okay.
"There are many Slaver Fighting pits in Tyrosh. And some of them have people in them that have been fighting in those pits for years. People who are experienced in the art of killing. People who I could use."
"So you want the slaves to fight for you instead?" Muron asked in amusement and he gave a curt nod.
Of course, he had no doubt that he'll have to use a lot of Imperius and Compulsion charms to buy or steal those experienced fighting slaves. But it was a price he was willing to pay for good Sworn Shields.
Once they reached Tyrosh, it took him and his crew a whole week to find all the top gladiators in Tyrosh.
"What do you think about his skills?" Muron asked and he shook his head.
"I'm not a fighter. Nor have I seen many people fight in life and death situation. So you'll have to judge how good he is." He said as he looked at the middle aged man who was duel wielding two swords in the arena against three people at once.
The man name Varko was one of the Gladiater champions in the Fighting Pits and have been fighting for 5 years in the pits.
The fact he was still alive and kicking even after 5 years of continuous fighting showed just how good of a fighter he was.
"I've seen Jamie Lannister and Barristan the Bold fight once." Muron mused to himself "I would say that this guy is as good as them."
"Are you sure?" he asked skeptically and Muron nodded confidently.
"Definitely."
"Good. How much will the Tyroshi Magisters ask for him if I wanted to buy him?" he asked and Muron instantly shook his head.
"They would not sell such a champion to anyone." Muron said.
"But what if they did? Humor me."
"Hmm… Definitely 300,000-1,000,000 gold dragons." Muron said.
His jaw almost dropped at that number. How the fuck does a single slave sell for that much.
"I know what you're thinking." Muron said with a smirk "But look at all the people in the arena. Most of them have come here to see their champion fight against high odds and get his victory regardless."
"I see." He said as he looked at the tens of thousands of men and women baying for blood as Varko played with the last man remaining in the arena. "So kidnapping it is."
"Yup. As if the Tyroshi Magisters would have ever given us anything cheaply."
"Very well. You were right. I was wrong. Now tell me about the other Gladiator champions in these Slaver Pits that I might be interested in." He asked as he sent a tracking charm on Varko and left the Pits along with Muron.
"There is this woman." Muron said as they walked out of the pits "Her name is Baka the Giant. And you'll not believe me but she'll almost as big as the mountain."
He turned to look at Muron at those words and the Ship caption gave him a shrug "Don't look at me. I was just as surprised as you when I heard about her the first time. She has been in these pits for 7 years. Though some people even say that she's half mad so I don't know how useful she'll be to you."
"I'll find some use for her." He said as he went in an alley and disapparated back to their ship with Muron.
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