Chapter 315 Conditions
Storm's End.
The white dragon landed slowly in the courtyard, and the huge leather wings stirred up smoke and dust, making people unable to open their eyes.
Waiting until the dust settled, the Castle Chief Gavin Mander stepped forward to salute:
"Your Majesty, welcome back."
Samwell jumped off the back of the dragon, took the wet gauze from the hand of the maid, wiped his face, and asked:
"How about Dorne? Did Arianne kill someone?"
"Killed. But only Earl Anders Yronwood was killed. And she also declared the Yronwood family rebellious, issued a call-up order, and asked the rest of the Dorne family to send troops to assist the Martell family to quell the rebellion."
Samwell was a little surprised and said with a smile:
"Arianne, this woman has a brain? She can control her temper and know that she can only deal with one enemy at a time."
"Tyrion of the Lannister family went to Sunspear. I suspect that it should be his idea for Princess Arianne."
"Tyrion... I guess it's him." Samwell smiled, "How is it? All the major families in Dorne have sent troops?"
"Not yet. All the major families in Dorne are asking Sunspear to release their lords, but Cletus of the Yronwood family has inherited the title of earl and is calling for vassals under the banner of avenging his father. See It looks like they are about to fight Sunspear City."
Samwell nodded: "Continue to pay attention."
"Yes." Gavin agreed, but then asked again, "Your Majesty, do we need to intervene?"
"I will write a letter to Starfall City and make some arrangements." Samwell pondered, "Besides, don't directly intervene in the civil strife in Dorne. If it arouses the Dornish people's mentality of fighting against each other, it will cause bad things."
"OK."
"Are the bachelors and craftsmen who understand water conservancy construction found?" Samwell asked again.
"I have found more than a dozen people." Gavin said, "However, I suggest that you go to meet the messenger of the Iron Bank first. He has been waiting for you in Storm's End for more than ten days."
"The messenger of the Iron Bank?" Samwell froze for a moment, then smiled thoughtfully, "Okay, bring him to see me."
After changing his clothes, Samwell met with the messenger of the Iron Bank—Naho Demetis in the Hall of Storms.
"Dear Your Majesty Caesar, please allow me to extend my sincerest greetings to you."
"Your Excellency Nahuo." Samwell sat on the throne of the Storm King, with a slight smile in his eyes, "I hope that what you bring is not just greetings."
"Of course." Nahuo laughed. "You must also know that the Iron Throne once borrowed a loan of one million golden dragons from us. Now the loan is about to expire, but they refuse to repay it."
"That's why you came to me. I hope that I can help you recover the debts you owe."
"You can also say that." Nahuo always felt that the other party's statement was a bit awkward, "However, we will generously donate to you to fund your overthrow of the defaulting king on the Iron Throne."
"Your funding is not free, is it?"
"Of course not." Najo explained, "Our funding is actually a loan to you, and you will still need to repay it in the future, together with the one million golden dragons on the Iron Throne."
Samwell laughed: "So not only do I have to pay back what I borrowed, but I also have to pay back the debt owed by the Iron Throne?"
"Yes. This is the rule of the Iron Bank." Seeing the other party's displeasure, Nahuo added, "Your Majesty, when the time comes, the entire Seven Kingdoms will be yours, and you still care about paying back the one million gold dragons?" owe money."
"Why don't you care? No one wants to take on a debt of one million golden dragons."
Naho obviously did not expect Caesar to have such an attitude.
"Your Majesty, you may not understand the generosity of the Iron Bank." Nahuo said, "As long as you agree to our terms, the Iron Bank will immediately pay one million gold dragons. With such a large amount of money, you can go to the Narrow Sea On the other side, hire an army of tens of thousands of people to fight for you."
Samwell smiled noncommittally, and said:
"In this continent, I have never heard of a king who sat on the Iron Throne with mercenaries. Those who fight for money will also betray for more money."
"If you don't want to use mercenaries, you can also use the money to recruit soldiers in the territory, or buy food, equipment, weapons, etc. No matter how you spend it, this huge sum of money can provide great help to your cause .”
"Your Excellency Nahuo, why did you Iron Bank choose me instead of others?"
"Of course I value Your Majesty's potential to challenge the Iron Throne."
Samwell sneered: "No, it's because you have no choice."
Without waiting for Najo to defend, he continued:
"Who else can fight against the Lannister family now, but me. Stannis Baratheon has lost almost all his capital in the battle at Blackwater Bay, and Ed Stark even lost his hometown Winter City is lost, and it is now being besieged by an army led by Lions. The strength of the Martell family is already weak, and now it is caught in the vortex of the civil war in Dorne.
If you, Iron Bank, want to get back the one million gold dragon owed, you can only come to me.
So, don't act like you're giving me alms.
No, you are asking me to do something. "
Nahuo wanted to refute, but didn't know how to speak.
Samwell smiled slightly, and said leisurely:
"To put it bluntly, it was Iron Bank who asked me to help you recover your debts. I should give me a little labor fee. How about this, the recovered debt will be divided 50-50."
Naho was stunned, always feeling that this statement was not quite right.
"Besides, if you want to borrow money, you should be generous." Samwell said again, "Don't pick on the one million gold dragons, who can spend such a small amount of money. How about it, the Iron Bank will sponsor me three million gold dragons, wait for me Sitting on the Iron Throne, I will return you three and a half million golden dragons with additional interest."
"The support of three million golden dragons? And you only pay back half of the one million owed by the Iron Throne?"
"Yes, this is my condition." Samwell stood up and said, "If you agree, we will sign a contract."
"Your Majesty Caesar, I have no right to agree to the funding of the three million golden dragons, but I can help you apply to the keykeeper. However, according to the rules of the Iron Treasury, you must also return the full amount of the one million golden dragons on the Iron Throne..."
"Your rules should be changed." Samwell interrupted coldly, "I just said, now you are begging me to do something, not the other way around. If you don't accept my conditions, then find other people who oppose the lion Right. However, you have to choose carefully, and don’t lose your money again.”
Naho's face became ugly:
"You may have underestimated the role of money, with our help..."
"It's because you overestimate the role of money." Samwell interrupted impatiently, "Money can indeed buy many things, and even buy people's hearts. But the only thing that can really make people surrender is iron and blood. Otherwise, the Iron Bank Why just a bank and not the ruler of Braavos?"
After finishing speaking, he stopped talking and strode away.
Nahuo looked at the back of the other party going away, and finally couldn't help but said:
"Your Majesty, I can't directly agree to your conditions, but I can write to the Iron Bank to inquire..."
"Then act quickly." Samwell said, "I'm very busy, and I don't have time to talk to you slowly. And soon I will go to the other side of the narrow sea. You are not the only bank in the Free Trade City-State, Even if I want to borrow money, I have more choices."
"But the Iron Bank is the most powerful one." Nahor said quickly, "It is richer than all the other banks in the Free Trade City combined. You will definitely not be able to borrow so much money from them."
"But they won't let me take on debts that don't belong to me at all." Samwell waved his hand, "Send my conditions back to the Iron Bank and tell them that my conditions cannot be changed. Either agree or find someone else people."
"Yes, Your Majesty, I will give you an answer as soon as possible." Nahuo bowed and saluted, his attitude was obviously much more humble than at the beginning.
(end of this chapter)