After dealing with Fenya's affairs, Lynd did not immediately enter the city. His current attire was too conspicuous to enter the city, so he left the South Gate, walked halfway around Myr's outer city wall, and in a relatively secluded grove, he took off his armor and changed into a common mercenary uniform, entering Myr's urban area from the North Gate.
Compared to the deserted and quiet South Gate with sparse population, the situation outside the North Gate was completely different, with many merchant caravans gathering there and numerous mercenaries being hired.
Although the Dothraki's great melee in the Disputed Lands had basically cut off land trade routes, the trade route north to Pentos remained open, and because the Dothraki Khal from the north had all gone to the Disputed Lands, the northern trade route had become safer.
A large number of merchant caravans departed from the North Gate, transporting goods to other Free Trade City States along the Valyrian Road.
However, large mercenary groups with good reputations, such as the Golden Company, were all hired by Myr, forcing merchant caravans to hire a few lone mercenaries to make up the numbers.
Therefore, single mercenaries like Lynd were ubiquitous in this area and did not stand out.
Upon entering Myr's urban area, Lynd immediately followed the edge road along the inner side of the city wall, arriving at Myr's lower city, which was where outsiders and the poor lived, and also the most chaotic place in all of Myr.
Lynd passed through a dense area of bungalows and arrived in front of a small alley blocked by a wall, knocking on the door knocker above.
The peephole on the door was opened, and a rough man with buck teeth showed his face, looked at Lynd in his mercenary attire, and just as he was about to say something, he saw Lynd take out a metal plate, place it in front of him, and say, "I want to see your Rat King."
Upon seeing the metal plate, a look of surprise appeared on the rough man's face. Without asking further, he immediately opened the heavy wooden door and let Lynd in.
Compared to the slum outside, the alley blocked by the gate inside was much cleaner. There was only a small amount of mud on the street, which should have been left by people who came in from outside earlier. There were no sundries piled up on the road like other streets, and even two drainage ditches had been dug on both sides of the road to drain accumulated water. From the stone slabs on the drainage ditches, it was not difficult to see that these should have been newly dug.
Not only was the environment here different from the outside, but even the people here were completely different from the outside. They were neatly dressed and clean, looking more like respectable people living in Myr's upper city rather than the lower-class people in the slums.
However, no matter how good their respectable clothing was, it could not hide the street smarts about them. When Lynd entered, the people chatting on both sides of the street all looked at Lynd in unison, their gazes habitually scanning Lynd's body in places where a wallet might be kept.
"Get out, all of you, get to work! This is the King's honored guest. If you disturb him, be careful, the King will skin you alive!" The rough man waved his fists at the street-smart fellows around him, scolding loudly.
Fear appeared on their faces, and they all turned and walked into the houses behind them. Soon, the alley street was empty.
Subsequently, the rough man had someone take care of Lynd's horse, then led him to an inconspicuous small house, went up to the second floor, opened a secret door, passed through a corridor with mechanisms, and arrived at a small building without a door on the opposite side of the street.
The small building was very ornately decorated, with a large number of artworks and decorations from different regions neatly arranged throughout the room. Sofas from Summerhall were placed in different, carefully chosen positions, allowing those seated on them to admire the artworks in the room from various angles.
From the layout and decoration of this room, it was not difficult to see that the owner of the room was a person with a very artistic taste.
"Please wait here, I will go inform him," the rough man said respectfully to Lynd.
Then, he opened the door to another room and went in.
After about a few minutes, he came out again and motioned for Lynd to enter.
The room Lynd entered was very simply furnished, with only a desk and a few bookshelves. Overall, it looked very similar to his study in Summerhall Castle.
A young man with red hair sat opposite the desk, his head bowed, correcting a document, seemingly unaware that anyone had entered, and he did not lift his head.
Seeing this somewhat familiar scene, Lynd couldn't help but roll his eyes, then walked to the table and tapped on the desktop.
Lynd's action was somewhat unexpected by the young man and also displeased him. He then stopped what he was doing and looked up at Lynd.
At first, his face was full of displeasure, but when he clearly saw Lynd's appearance, his expression changed drastically. He immediately stood up from his chair, then asked somewhat flustered, "My lord, why have you come?"
Then, without waiting for Lynd to answer, he immediately stood up, walked in front of Lynd, and like a devout believer, knelt at Lynd's feet, regardless of the mud Lynd had just picked up while walking, and bowed his head to kiss the top of Lynd's shoe.
This young man was named Dahaks Tilanno. He was a native of Myr, and the Tilanno family was one of the thirteen families that led Myr to break away from Valyria and become an independent city-state, making them an old aristocratic family of Myr.
Due to some internal family power struggles, he had to leave Myr and travel to Westeros. Later, when Lynd and Nameria were recruiting people in Tengshi Town, he and Baelon joined Lynd's command to work for him.
However, his talent had always been mediocre, and he had not shown any particularly outstanding abilities, so he had always been just an ordinary civil official under Lynd's command.
It wasn't until Lynd established the intelligence department and Baelon was transferred to be its head that Lynd selected the most loyal people from those who had followed him the longest to join the intelligence department and serve in various positions. Dahaks was one of them, and his talent then became apparent.
Dahaks's talent was not in intelligence, but in his strong control over grassroots gangs and thugs. In less than a month, not only were the gang members in newly built towns like Redemption Town and Miracle Port controlled by the intelligence department he was responsible for, but even some gangs in large cities like King's Landing and Highgarden were under his control.
This performance even led Varys, who was far away in King's Landing, to praise Dahaks's ability and methods in controlling gangs. He secretly wrote to Lynd, hoping that Lynd could transfer Dahaks to King's Landing to assist him, which was also why Lynd began to notice Dahaks's talent.
After much deliberation, Lynd did not transfer Dahaks to King's Landing, but instead sent Dahaks back to his hometown of Myr, providing him with a large amount of funds and manpower to help him quickly gain control of Myr's underground rats, becoming Myr's most mysterious Rat King.
At the same time, he also provided him with the identity of a senior member of the Miracle Merchant Guild, helping him, or rather helping the Tilanno family, to rise again in Myr, elevating him to a position just one step away from that of a Trade Archon, just waiting for an Archon to pass away for him to naturally assume the position of Archon of Myr.
If Myr's nobles and wealthy individuals were to see this young man's current humble behavior, they would surely be shocked, believing they were seeing an illusion, and Myr's rat swarm, seeing their King behave in such a way, might even poke out their own eyes.
The reason Dahaks paid such a great tribute to Lynd was not only because he had a clear understanding of why he held such a position, nor was it because of the loyalty trials he had undergone before coming, which made his loyalty to Lynd boundless, but more so because he himself was an extremely fervent believer in the Chosen Savior theory.
Just like the monastic priests of Redemption Sanctuary and Miracle Sanctuary, he also believed that Lynd was his savior, and his fanaticism even surprised Bishop Hulun, who even, quite rarely, suggested to Lynd that Dahaks become a clergyman of Redemption Sanctuary.
Although Lynd did not agree to this request, he still allowed Dahaks to concurrently serve as a clergyman of Redemption Sanctuary, so now Dahaks is also a missionary priest of the Redemption faction of the Seven Gods faith in Myr, and has already formed a certain scale.
However, Lynd found Dahaks's religious worship-style greeting somewhat unacceptable. He frowned and said, "Dahaks, I told you not to act so exaggeratedly. It makes you look foolish and makes me uncomfortable."
Hearing Lynd's words, Dahaks smiled, did not retort, stood up from the ground, wiped the mud from his mouth, and explained, "Because I haven't seen you, my lord, for so long, I was suddenly a bit excited. It won't happen again, it won't happen again!" As he spoke, understanding Lynd's character, he directly asked, "My lord, have you come here personally because of the Dothraki melee in the Disputed Lands, or because of the struggles between Myr's nobles and merchants?"
"Neither," Lynd shook his head. However, he still asked incidentally, "What's going on with the struggle between Myr's nobles and merchants? I feel like something is off. Their conflict appeared too suddenly, without any warning."
"I was originally going to send this news to Summerhall, but since you're here, I'll just tell you directly," Dahaks said with a hint of schadenfreude. "Actually, this struggle is purely because those Archons played too loosely and couldn't rein it in, eventually trapping themselves."
"Played too loosely? What do you mean?" Lynd looked puzzled.
Dahaks explained, "The gem mine was deliberately leaked to the Ragged Prince by Archon Imonton. He just wanted to use the gem mine to cause chaos in the Disputed Lands, create opportunities for war, strengthen his position as the Archon of Arms, and use this as leverage to allow his grandson to inherit his position."
Lynd interrupted, "Wait? Isn't Archon Imonton a eunuch?"
Dahaks continued to explain, "Imonton has a younger brother, and that grandson is his younger brother's grandson. He was found when he was very young and has been secretly raised in the city. When he grew up, he was transferred to serve as an attendant by his side, and only recently was he publicly revealed."
After hearing this, Lynd said thoughtfully, "It seems Imonton must have already mentioned the inheritance of the Archon's position to the other Archons of Myr. The Archons of Myr disagreed to let his grandson inherit the Archon's position, which is why he deliberately exposed the location of the gem mine to create chaos."
Dahaks said with disdain, "Imonton has been in the position of Archon of Arms for too long, and he is trying to make that position hereditary. The nobles and merchants certainly don't want to see such a thing, so they gathered to discuss countermeasures, and the result was an even worse solution."
"Bringing in the Dothraki, right?" Lynd asked.
Dahaks nodded, smiling wryly, "The Dothraki were actually primarily Archon Patch's doing. Archon Patch has always been in contact with several Khal of the Dothraki and has cooperated with them on certain matters. This time, he originally only intended to lead the Dothraki into the Disputed Lands to counterbalance Imonton, but he didn't expect things to completely spiral out of control."
"What a bunch of vermin!" Lynd cursed upon hearing this, then questioned, "If that's the case, those merchants and nobles should be united against Imonton. Why did they suddenly turn against each other?"
Dahaks sighed and said, "The nobles, seeing that Patch's plan to bring in the Dothraki to counterbalance Imonton had failed, and had even led to unprecedented chaos in the Disputed Lands, felt that now was an opportunity to deal with Patch."
Lynd frowned and said, "At a time like this, they're still playing power games?"
"That's Myr," Dahaks shrugged, gave a self-deprecating smile, then asked with a hint of excitement, "My lord, are you perhaps planning to take advantage of this opportunity..."
Lynd shook his head and said, "The situation in Myr is different from that in Tyrosh; there's no need to use force." As he spoke, he pondered for a moment, then picked up a pen and paper from the table, quickly wrote down ten names, handed them to Dahaks, and said, "You can secretly assist these people in ascending to the position of Archon, but do not expose yourself."
Dahaks took the list and looked at it. When he saw Fenya at the very end, a slight look of surprise appeared on his face, because he knew more or less about the relationship between the other nine people on the list and Summerhall, but Fenya was completely unexpected to him.
"This Fenya has been having some trouble recently. Should I...?" Dahaks inquired.
Lynd shook his head and said, "No need. This is a test. Help her only after she becomes a senior member of the Miracle Merchant Guild. Otherwise, remove her name from the list."
"Yes, my lord," Dahaks replied respectfully.
Lynd then instructed, "Arrange a room for me. I want to rest."
"Very well, my lord," Dahaks replied, then asked, "Do I need to notify anyone else...?"
Lynd shook his head and said, "No need. I'm just resting here and will leave in a couple of days. There's no need to alarm anyone else. Besides, the atmosphere in Myr is so tense right now, those Archons must have their eyes and ears spread throughout the various districts. If they come to see me, their identities might be exposed."
Dahaks nodded, then turned to prepare to arrange a comfortable place for Lynd to stay. However, before leaving, he suddenly thought of something, stopped, and said, "The person you asked us to keep an eye on is currently living in Myr. Would you like to meet him?"
Lynd paused upon hearing this, quickly remembered who Dahaks was referring to, then thought for a moment and said, "You don't need to arrange it. Just give me the address."
"Yes, my lord," Dahaks replied, then bowed and withdrew.
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