Free City of Myr, EssosPOV of Domeric Bolton

  "Beautiful girls. Little boys. And now old men. Is there o your perversions?" Muron asked as Domeric deposited the st gss maker in the ship.

  Infiltrating Myr's gss facilities and stealing their formu and these men had been a hard task for him. But he had do.

  A short while ago he gaihe ‘Book of Gss Making’ from his altar tattoo as a reward. He hesitated a little but decided to choose the book rading the tattoo.

  If he upgrades the tattoo, he could get more valuable green items or rewards the ime the tattoo bees full. But there roblem. A higher-level tattoo meant a higher level of magic capacity which also meant he would have to wait much more for the sacrifice for items. So he decided to upgrade his tattoo after finding a way to create more Heart Trees.

  Also, gss was a rarity in this world and thus very valuable.

  So, making gss meant that he would gaiige across the world and the prosperity of their nd would increase. And more prosperity meant attrag people.

  Peasants seeking a more fortable life and merts seeking more profits would flock to his nds. Which is what exactly he the moment.

  And after seeing how they made their gss, he was sure that he could make better ones.

  He was also sure that by doing so, he would be deg himself an enemy of the Magisters of Myr. But you ot befriend everyone. And if he wa reform in this world, then he'd probably step on a lot of toes.

  This fact was insinuated when Citadel and Faith filed their pints against him in the Small cil. 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 God to more people.

  "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 sve fighting pits in Tyrosh. And some of them have people ihat have been fighting in those pits for years. People who are experienced i of killing. People who I could use."

  "So, you want the sves to fight for you instead?" Muron asked in amusement, and he gave a curt nod.

  Of course, he did not doubt that he'd have to use a lot of Imperius and pulsion charms to buy or steal those experienced fighting sves. But it rice he was willing to pay food Sworn Shields.

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  Free City of Tyrosh, EssosPOV of Domeric Bolton

  Ohey reached Tyrosh, it took him and his crew a whole week to find all the top gdiators in Tyrosh.

  "What do you think about his skills?" Muron asked and he shook his head.

  "He is very skilled. Probably one of the best fighters I've ever seen, if not the best. I want him to bey Sworn Shield and my mentor for swordsmanship." He said as he looked at the middle-aged man who was dual-wielding two swords in the arena against three people at once.

  The man named Varko was one of the Gdiator champions in the Fighting Pits and had been fighting for 5 years is.

  The fact he was still alive and kig even after 5 years of tinuous 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 fidently.

  "Good. That means I make him the best fighter in the Westeros with some resources. How much will the Tyroshi Magisters ask for him if I wao 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… Between 800,000-1,000,000 gold dragons if I must guess." Muron said.

  His jaw almost dropped at that number. How the fuck does a single sve 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 e here to see their champion fight against high odds a his victardless."

  "I see." He said as he looked at the tens of thousands of men and women shouting for blood as Varko pyed with the st 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 diator champions in these Fighting Pits that I might be ied in." He asked as he cast a trag charm on Varko ahe Pits along with Muron.

  "There is this woman." Muron said as they walked out of the pits "Her name is Raksa the Giant. And you'll not believe me, but she is almost as big as the mountain."

  He turo look at Muron after those words and the ship captain gave him a shrug.

  "Don't look at me. I was as surprised as you were when I first heard about her. 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 they went into an alley and apparated back to their ship.

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