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The night is getting darker.

The castle is brightly lit.

In the banquet room.

After several thousand commanders who were wearing unsullied armor, they all left.

In front of the exquisite long table.

Only Morgan on the main seat, Missandei, the secretary, and Aphra, the chief steward, were left.

As for the deputy chief Silas and the newly appointed captain of the guard, Missando, and others.

Not quite enough to qualify for the table.

Watching the backs of the thousands of commanders leave.

Morgan looked confused.

Having just successfully seized power, it would undoubtedly be a very risky act to leave the Unsullied Commanders to dine.

But Morgan did it anyway.

Except for the two thousand commanders who are guarding the most important gates of the east and west cities.

The other eight, including two untrained Unsullied Reserves who had been appointed not long ago, had been called to the banquet.

Morgan picked up the glasses and drank them one by one.

The purpose is to be able to observe these thousand commanders closely and more closely.

The little dragon Siglia has not grown up yet.

The army of the Unsullied is the only force he controls Astapor now, and it is also an important cornerstone of the future counterattack on Westeros.

The importance is undeniable.

Therefore, he does not allow any accidents in the army of the Unsullied.

Among them, the Thousand Commander under the rules and regulations of the Unsullied is the most important part.

Each commander has a thousand elite Unsullied warriors under his command.

Once a mistake is made, it is a huge loss.

Although every Unsullied has been trained with high intensity since childhood.

Being able to go to the position of captain of thousands is one in a thousand, one in a thousand.

Each of these people is extremely tenacious.

But the personalities are definitely different.

Therefore, even if the reputation of the Unsullied is world-famous, it is well-known.

Morgan also wants to meet and talk about it himself and then talk about it.

He only believes in himself.

This was also in Pride Square during the day, and among the eight Unsullied commanders, only the two commanders "Grey Worm" and "Green Fleece" were selected to go to the east and west gates of Astapor.

It was because Morgan saw the most steadfast loyalty in the eyes of the two of them as they faced him.

Morgan pondered over the performance of the thousands of commanders just now.

Missandei and Aphra, who were sitting beside them, watched their master ponder without saying a word, and dined quietly.

a while.

Morgan recovered from his meditation, and drank the wine from the clear glass on the table in front of him.

The nearest Missandei immediately put down the tableware in her hand, looked at Morgan beside her and said, "Master, I'm full."

"I haven't counted the things checked today, I need to take an inventory."

Hearing Missandei's words, Morgan put down his glass and said somewhat surprised, "Is it all checked?"

Missandei shook her head: "No, today's raids are all the castles of the slave-owner nobles who intend to resist. As for the others, it will probably take a day."

Morgan immediately understood: "Have those who were not checked are under control?"

Missandei: "It's under control. All the castle rooms have been sealed off. All the wives and children of the slave owners and nobles to be checked, as well as the servants and slaves are all under centralized control, waiting for the master's decision."

Missandei's methodical answer satisfied Morgan.

He hadn't told Missandei this before.

Missandei needs to make up her own mind when she encounters problems while raiding her home.

So far, she's really been doing pretty well.

"Um"

Morgan nodded, and after thinking for a while, continued: "Those people will continue to be locked up first, and the rest will be discussed after I see those guys tomorrow."

"Go ahead and ask me if you have any questions."

"Yes, Master."

Missandei got up and gave Morgan a slight salute, then strode towards the door of the banquet hall.

Missandei left.

Only Morgan and Aphra were left on the table.

Holding up the glass that the maid had just filled, Morgan noticed the hesitant expression on Aphra's face from the corner of his eyes.

But he didn't say or ask.

Missandei is doing better.

The pressure on Afra also increased.

Morgan didn't have to guess to know that his two little slave girls must have a rivalry in their hearts.

But he didn't care about it, and he didn't plan to favor anyone.

Because of the rapid transformation of Morgan's identity.

Aphra and Missandei need to grow up fast to keep up.

Competition allows them to grow faster.

Although in Morgan's heart, he likes Aphra, who has unique green eyes.

But Missandei's ability did surprise him.

This is also the reason why he still attaches great importance to Missandei even though his time with Missandei is still very short.

Dining continues.

But Aphra's previous hesitant words finally did not speak.

Based on what Morgan knew about his little slave girl.

Unspoken things should be a little difficult, but it must not be impossible to solve, otherwise she will definitely tell herself.

In this regard, Afra did not say, Morgan did not ask.

He hopes that Aphra can grow faster, even if the process is difficult.

The night was darker.

The castle was heavily guarded and the lights were on.

Morgan was served by the beautiful maids and finished the bath. When he walked into the spacious and luxurious master bedroom, and lay down on the new soft big bed, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh: "Finally, this step has been reached."

Although it seems to be going well today.

From deceiving the great slave master Krazny, to exchange the young dragon for the golden scepter that controls the Unsullied.

Then he turned his face outright and killed Krazny and many slave-owner nobles.

Finally, the Unsullied were dispatched in an orderly manner to control the most important gates of the East and West City, patrol the streets, and slaughter the resisters in time.

All of this requires more than just a pre-planned stratagem.

More need on-the-spot quick response and the ability to respond calmly.

Morgan did it.

Although he was a little unsure at first.

What if the big slave owner, Krazny, suddenly regrets and does not agree to the exchange?

In case the other party directly forces it and robs the young dragon Siglia?

In case the other party prepares a trap for the young dragon and waits for him to get in?

in case in case

In short, reality is not a movie, there are too many variables and possibilities.

But fortunately, the final plan did not have an accident.

Let Morgan take the risk in one fell swoop.

Astapor is a big city with more than 100,000 people.

This is definitely a great achievement and experience that Morgan has never had.

Fortunately, he was in Middle-earth at the beginning.

Helm's Deep in the Kingdom of Rohan.

He personally participated in and commanded the battle between a human garrison army and the Orcs from Isengard.

This gave Morgan the initial experience of commanding large-scale troops.

Otherwise, all this today would never have been so smooth.

Once from the level of ordinary people, he stepped into the sky and set foot on the position of the ruler of a big city.

Such a large class, achievements across.

The huge changes in emotions involved, the stimuli and differences are by no means something that ordinary people can hold.

But Morgan Hold lived.

In the early hours of the night.

When Aphra, the chief steward of the castle, finished her work and walked into the master bedroom, she realized that the master had fallen asleep.

It was the first time I saw my master go to bed earlier than me.

Aphra also stopped for the first time at the bedroom door.

Look at the deep master sleeping on the bed.

It was the first time she had seen the master look so tired.

After thinking about it, she finally closed the door carefully, turned around and walked out.

The night was darker.

The seemingly peaceful streets of Astapor.

From time to time there was a sound of fighting, but it quickly disappeared.

Dark night sky.

Carrier pigeons continued to fly from the city and disappeared into the dark night sky in all directions.

Tonight's Astapor is doomed to have no sleep.