Game of Thrones: I became a crown prince for a day - Chapter 637
c630 Moon Dance Attack
At night, smoke billows from the sea.
Bang–
Belron jumped off the dragon’s back, helped up the limp old man, and asked concernedly: “How is Yang Yan?”
“You should ask me how I am.”
Aegon said helplessly.
“You look okay.”
Belron looked back at Yang Yan who kept screaming in pain, and said like a knife: “What a beautiful dragon, always injured to protect the driver.”
The originally gorgeous light pink wing membrane is now covered with large and small holes.
There are burns and holes pierced by stray arrows.
Regardless of mentioning it, when he mentioned the injured Sunfire, Aegon howled in distress: “Damn Greyjoy bastard, my Sunfire!”
He threw himself on the bloody wound and burst into tears.
Who would have thought that the Iron Islands’ fleet would suddenly attack the Stepstones.
The quality of the fleet is even better than that of the Velaryon family.
Even in terms of a fierce offensive that is not afraid of death, it is even more suitable for blitzkrieg.
“Don’t be sad, uncle.”
Belron touched the scar on the side of his face and said firmly: “Wait until I summon the princes of the Riverlands to attack the Iron Islands together.”
He has a dragon.
It’s time to summon his vassals and fulfill their promise.
…
Stormlands, Stonehelm City.
In the dark night, the waves crashed against the high cliffs.
If you stand here, you can just see the bright fire burning on the stone staircase islands.
“Hiss!”
An ugly mud dragon crawled out slowly, holding a goat in its mouth with a sharp dragon’s snout, chewing it together with mud and blood.
On the dragon’s back, Aemond looked towards the direction of the rising fire with a single deep eye.
“roar……”
After the sheep thief finished eating the goat, his thin body swayed slightly, and he raised his wings and prepared to take off.
“Wait a minute, idiot.”
Aemond looked gloomy and stopped the mud dragon’s actions.
The sheep thief was stunned for a moment, then lay lazily on the ground.
Even burped.
“We’ll leave later, do you understand?”
Aemond secretly rubbed the one-eyed dagger slung on his back, a trace of cruelty flashing in his eyes.
Aegon was so shameless that he completely forgot about the pride of being born a Targaryen.
Even when asked to help his sister and nephew, he pretended to be deaf and dumb.
It’s time for him to make an unforgettable somersault.
…
On the other side, by the Green Blood River.
boom–
A pale dragon shadow fell on the deserted river bank, its nostrils quickly waving in search of the scent.
“Hiss!”
Finally, a large piece of flesh covered with dark green scales was found in the mud, and a high-pitched roar like a sonic wave spread in all directions.
Along with the sound of chewing, drops of cooled dragon blood fell to the ground.
A ray of breeze blew by, blowing away the dark clouds that blocked the bright moon.
The moonlight shines on the flat river surface, reflecting a terrifying monster.
It has pale gray-like dry scales, scarlet vertical pupils, a pair of long horns bent backwards like dead tree branches, and a mouth full of sharp teeth dripping with saliva.
“Hiss… Ga…”
The pale dragon kept licking the remaining dragon meat residue, raising its head and letting out a contented moan.
If someone were here, they would be able to see the true face more clearly.
A terrifying giant beast that was as pale as a dried stone, skinny as a stick and sickly, with a thin and long neck.
Just one look at it, and ill will comes to you.
It seems that he was born to be a traitor and evil person.
“Hang Chih Chih…”
After licking away the last trace of blood, the pale wild dragon moved its stiff neck, spread out a pair of wings full of holes, and jumped into the sky.
The withered body swayed and disappeared into the night like a strange snake.
Completely missing.
…
The next day.
Golden fields, Dagger Lake.
It was just dawn, and the curtains of one of the tents had not yet been opened.
Rhaegar was lying on the bed alone, sleeping with his eyes closed.
But the sleep was not restful.
His face turned slightly pale, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and the fingers on his lower abdomen twitched unconsciously.
He had a dream, and it was still a nightmare.
Wow!
The tent curtain opened, and a figure broke in.
Damon’s face was full of impatience, and he said in a sinister tone: “Get up, my dear majesty.”
A shout escaped his lips, and the person on the bed sat up.
“Huhu~~”
Rhaegar’s chest rose and fell violently, muttering to himself: “Green dragon, a green dragon…”
“What green dragon?”
Damon frowned.
“A green dragon fell into the water.”
Rhaegar said with difficulty, covering his cold forehead with his palms.
A chaotic nightmare in which a green dragon flies over the sea.
Then, I couldn’t remember.
“Hiss~!” Rega took a breath and bit the tip of his tongue to regain consciousness.
Seeing his good nephew’s appearance, Damon’s eyes flickered and he interrupted: “We don’t have enough supplies.”
“Then look for it.”
Rhaegar rubbed his temples and responded casually.
“Volantis freighters are slow.”
Damon’s mind turned and he whispered: “Someone has discovered our traces, and it seems that the army has been sent to catch us.”
After saying that, he smiled first.
The army arrests the dragon rider?
Maybe he went straight to Qohor, who was lax on defense, I couldn’t say for sure.
Rhaegar was in no mood to talk nonsense, and suddenly thought of something: “Rhaenayla sent me a letter, and Baenillah sneaked out of King’s Landing.”
It seems to be coming to the other side of the strait.
“What?”
Damon looked calm.
…
Pentos, Valyrian Way.
A black dragonstone road from the Freehold Empire, with a shortcut connecting Norvos and Qohor, as well as half of the incomplete road to Volantis.
Tap tap tap…
At this time, a group of mercenaries riding war elephants stepped onto the road and headed towards Qohor.
The army numbered more than two thousand, and the cavalry numbered five hundred.
The war elephants are tall and big, and they are covered with bronze armor. There are more than a dozen of them.
This is already one of the most powerful mercenary groups in the Essos continent.
Employed by a minister close to Prince Pentos.
The army marched slowly, and the time soon came to noon.
The hot sun shines down, and Longshi Avenue gradually heats up.
When people walk on it, their feet will be burned, and the sweat will evaporate immediately.
call–
Suddenly, a strong wind swept through, cheering up the mercenaries a little.
“Hiss~!”
Unexpectedly, the war elephant leading the way became restless, waving its long trunk and roaring wildly.
No one noticed it yet, but there was a small black spot in the sky.
“Hiss!”
A young giant dragon with dark green scales all over its body and gray-white lines on its body spread its wings and soared.
“Quiet, Moon Dancer.”
Benila was wearing black leather armor, riding on the dragon’s back and looking down.
What caught his eye was the mercenary group in trouble.
“An enemy?”
Benila’s eyes lit up and she quickly pulled the saddle rope: “Our opportunity has come, Moon Dancer!”
“Hiss!”
Yuewu screamed sharply, flapped her butterfly-like wings and swooped down, her pair of narrow vertical pupils blooming with fierce light.
A man and a dragon flew out of King’s Landing in an honorable manner.
They should have gone to Lys or Tyrosh, left the Throat and headed straight to Pentos on the other side of the strait.
If you want to prove yourself, you can’t hide behind the scenes.
If you want to go, go to the main battlefield and speak with the dragon under your crotch.
…
The High Road of Old Valyria, miles away.
“Hiss!”
A gorgeous dragon with cobalt blue scales all over its body, its lower jaw, chest, abdomen and claws are copper foil color, and it is soaring slowly.
Hearing the roar of the dragon in the distance, his lazy demeanor changed.
On the back of the dragon, Darren held up tons of water bags to fill the water. When he heard the sound, he quickly put it down: “Follow me, Tesserion.”
“Hiss!”
Tesserion neighed and flapped his wings vigorously.
They are guards.
Heeding Rhaenyra and Rhaenya’s request, he made a special trip to escort the disobedient Benila.
The strong wind blew on his face, and Darren’s handsome face was deformed, which was no match for the bitterness in his heart.
No one can refuse, just do things obediently.
…
A few days later.
King’s Landing, Red Keep.
“Enter sneakily and leave cautiously.”
Aemon pouted and sneaked into the closed king’s palace.
Looking at the wall where the fireplace is located, several Valyrian weapons are hanging quietly.
“Hehe.” Aemon laughed playfully and took off the real fire with a ruby on the end.
When my father is away, there is no need to touch these treasures.
Thanks to his regular maintenance.
After confirming that the curtains were closed, Aemon waved the real fire around the room and said proudly: “Belron will have to thank me when he comes back, if he can successfully tame the dragon.”
That is a dragon-taming whip, a treasure worth more than a Valyrian steel sword.
All he needs to do is use his skillful skills to send him to Dragonstone Island to contribute to his brother’s great cause of dragon training.
“It’s a pity that the Dragon’s Horn was taken away by my father.”
Aemon was tired from dancing with his sword, so he murmured for water.
The Dragon’s Horn is so important that my father always carries it close to him.
But the real fire is not bad, much better than the dragon claw in my brother’s hand.
squeak——
The door suddenly opened, startling the boy.
Rhaenyra leaned against the door frame and narrowed her eyes: “Drink, why don’t you drink?”
“Mom.”
Aemon was suddenly sweating profusely and quickly put down the real fire.
Being caught red-handed, my butt was already aching.
“Hmph, who can raise an idle character?”
Rhaenyra snorted coldly and asked, “I don’t know if you lost the dragon-training whip, or if someone from the Red Keep broke into the palace, I don’t know?”
He also thought that the dragon training whip was given to the eldest son, and he was waiting for the second son to come to admit his mistake.
The result is that he makes mistakes again and again, like a thief in Flea Bottom.
“I was wrong, Mom.”
Eamonn looked frustrated and admitted his mistake.
He wandered around the slums of Tyrosh and encountered too many different religions, which further enhanced his out-of-touch character.
But I also understand a truth.
If you are wrong, you must admit it, and you will be beaten to death.
“I really can’t teach you, Aemon.”
Rhaenyra held her forehead helplessly and sighed: “Go to the Mud Gate and say goodbye to Irena in Slaver’s Bay for me.”
If you can’t teach him, you can just wait for the child’s father to come back and beat him up.
Let’s get down to business first.
“Send off!?”
Aemon suddenly stood up, his eyes full of confusion.
He was from Slaver’s Bay, and he called himself “Dianliga” the Dragon King.
After reading the ancient books left by my father, I found out that there really was a Dragon King family with the same surname in ancient Valyria.
Adhering to the principle that it is better to kill the wrong person than let him go, he should not be allowed to walk out of King’s Landing safely.
“Don’t look at me, this is your father’s decision.”
Rhaenyra rolled her eyes and said patiently: “Elena is an old-fashioned person, as if she comes from the last century, but she is rarely aggressive.”
“So, father wants to put her back to stabilize the situation in Slaver’s Bay?”
Aemon had an idea and took over the rest of the words.
Rhaenyra nodded: “That’s right.”
The Four Cities Alliance and the remnants of the Three Women’s Kingdoms are both causing chaos. It is unwise to declare war on Slaver Bay at this time.
Leaving a female dragon king without a dragon in exchange for long-term security in Slaver Bay.
It is more beneficial than killing a person.
“I understand.”
Aemon blinked and carefully slipped out of the palace.
Rhaenyra did not stop him, pretending not to see this annoying child.
Silently in his heart, my own, my own…
…
King’s Landing, Mud Gate.
A large ship flying the flag of Daianliga left Blackwater Bay, as fast as running.
“Hiss!~~”
A young dragon with green scales all over its body, a strong and powerful body, and a tail as long as a scorpion’s tail needle stood on the city wall, like a towering sculpture.
“I said, why didn’t anyone notify me?”
Aemon was unwilling and turned his back to the two figures.
Intelligence chief Tormund put his hands in his pockets and smiled: “The queen wants to investigate you, how dare we stop her.”
“Ever since that lady met Silverwing, the dragon pit has been under martial law.”
Dragon pit maester Menas explained in a low voice: “I don’t have time to teach you.”
“You are really disloyal.”
Aemon frowned and crossed his arms angrily.
He is a friend and teacher, but he doesn’t help at all and makes trouble.
“Prince.”
Tormund moved closer to share the fun: “I know a piece of news. Pentos hired a Dothraki cavalry, but I heard it was to fight against the dragon. The tribal khal took the money and ran away.”
“Hehe.”
It’s not funny at all. Aemon felt a little cold.
Looking at the vast Blackwater Bay, the restless heart gradually calmed down.
I miss Benella a little.
My fiancée left without saying goodbye and ran away to the continent of Essos without me.
I’m not afraid of encountering danger halfway.
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