Game of Thrones: I became a crown prince for a day - Chapter 657

c650 Red dragon on the Great Grass Sea

Sothoros continent, Nass Island.

“Hiss-”

On the rugged beach, the pitch-black dragon roared loudly, spitting out pillar-like green dragon flames.

“Come out, come out!”

Rhaegar’s face was gloomy, and he shouted loudly while riding on the back of the dragon.

Large swaths of strange rocks around melted into lava, and the entire beach turned into a hell of smoke and fire.

The glutton’s green vertical eyes are cruel, his nose smells the smell of small insects, and he looks for a cave to hide in and aims at the dragon flames.

call out! call out!

The dense bows and arrows hit, and the blood-stained dragon’s kiss splashed with sparks.

“Hiss-”

The glutton became more and more excited, and the dragon’s kiss hit the cave, causing the entire strange rock mountain to rumble.

Rhaegar sat on the saddle shrouded by two jet-black dragon wings, his figure swaying slightly.

The big evil dragon ate the pale wild dragon, venting its lusty desire.

Then attack the last group of threats in the Basilisk Islands and pour out all the dragon flames.

“Hiss!”

“…”

Two giant dragons, one gold and one light blue, flew over to join the crushing massacre.

“Dragon Flame!!”

Rhaenyra, with her beautiful face and cold face, drove Sylax to burn the strange rocky mountain where the pirates of the Three Kingdoms were hiding.

Nass Island is located in a remote area, but its geographical resources are favorable.

But the pirates had nowhere to escape and could only hide in the damp and cold tunnels.

Helena rode Dreamfire and landed on the top of the mountain. The beautiful dragon’s head was raised high, and there was a huge black dragon half a mountain high above the ground.

Rhaegar looked up and saw the light blue dragon flames falling like a waterfall.

“Lord Corliss has launched a general attack, we don’t have to worry.”

Helena lay completely on the dragon’s back, holding her face and speaking coquettishly.

Menghuo stood firm and carefully protected the driver who was acting recklessly.

Rhaegar waved his hand, with a smile on his lips.

The death of the pale wild dragon removed a big stone from his heart.

Looking at Rhaenyra and Helena who came to help, a warmth arose in my heart.

This is the treatment that conquerors receive.

…

Time flies, one month later.

The weather was clear and cloudless.

The climate of the Summer Sea is still scorching hot, and the gently rippling sea surface is scorching and slightly distorted.

Basilisk Islands.

A pirate ship with a white flag slowly sailed out and knelt down to surrender to the Iron Throne.

“Please accept our genuflection, Your Majesty the Iron Throne.”

The mustachioed leader of Myr knelt on the deck and spoke Valyrian with a miserable look on his face.

His kneeling represents the defeat of the Three Women Kingdom.

Dragons surround the Basilisk Islands, blocking all routes out.

Tens of thousands of people are hiding on deserted islands. They have reached the point where they are starved of food and cannibalize each other.

If you don’t surrender, you will inevitably mutiny.

Rhaegar stood tall and straight, holding the clan sword Black Fire on the ground.

“Do you know the consequences of repeated wars?”

The voice was cold, without any warmth.

“We will donate untold wealth to you.”

The mustache lowered his head deeply, showing a sense of weakness on his sallow face.

I’m hungry. I haven’t eaten in three days.

“Your money was looted from my subjects.”

Rhaegar was aggressive, his eyes squinting slightly.

Damon was right next to him, watching with a calm expression.

Holding the clan sword Dark Sister in one hand, he lifted up the corner of his clothes and wiped away the dirt.

The uncle and nephew looked at each other and saw a hint of coldness in each other.

“I accept your surrender.”

Rhaegar raised his chin and demanded, “But you must put all your money on the Isle of Tears.”

“no problem.”

The mustache was overjoyed, and his gray eyes glowed.

After hesitating for a moment, his cunning nature trended, and he opened his mouth to discuss: “Your Majesty, the wealth is dedicated to the Iron Throne, and please allow us to sail back to the continent of Essos.”

Maybe migrating to Sothoros was a wrong decision.

Returning to the rich and vast continent of Essos, you can make a comeback with your plundering skills.

Rega looked down from a high position and pursed his lips with a smile: “That’s right, you are given three days to keep the army away, and the women, children and slaves can move slowly.”

“Thank you, your merciful Majesty!”

Mustache grinned widely and personally took a wooden box from his subordinates and presented it to him.

The box was opened, full of gold nuggets and gems.

“Go away.” Lei Jia put away the heavy box and his expression suddenly changed.

Mustache crawled back to the pirate ship, fearing that he might accidentally feed the dragon.

…

Two and a half days passed.

A bloated fleet of more than a hundred ships sailed on the summer sea, and the ships of different sizes looked ridiculous.

Thirty thousand people huddled in the fleet and returned to their homeland full of expectations.

“Haha, it’s all my fault.”

Mustache was drunk and stood on the deck showing off his power.

The surrender negotiations were played up as tragic and heroic, and there was no trace of trembling humility.

The mercenaries and pirates laughed and praised him in unison.

Regardless of whether he is true or false, it is good if he can escape safely.

The fleet was in disarray and without any discipline.

No one noticed that a shadow fell overhead.

“Dragon Flame!”

The clear sound is not loud, but it is guaranteed to reach everyone’s ears.

“ha?”

Mustache raised his head in surprise, his drunken eyes blurry and unable to see clearly.

Until the skin burned and green flames spread all over the sky.

“Hiss-”

A terrifying giant dragon as black as carbon descended from the sky, with green vertical eyes like a will-o’-the-wisp leading the way of death, swallowing up hundreds of overcrowded ships.

“dragon!!”

“It’s Deathwing, jump into the sea quickly.”

“Ah! Fire…”

Ash-like green dragon flames spread out and stuck to every ship with the wind, like lighting tallow candles.

“Money?” Rega raised the corners of his lips, grabbed a handful of golden dragons and threw them into the sea: “I can’t buy your lives.”

“Hiss-”

The Glutton leapt into the air, its huge body streaking across the sky, soaring in the direction of Volantis.

The fire raged below, turning into a vast green ocean.

“Hiss!”

“Hiss… Ga…”

Two giant scarlet dragons appeared, breathing dragon flames around the fleet, strangling the pirates who tried to jump into the sea to survive.

For a time, wailing and despair formed a chapter.

Between red and green, play music that is not in line with the world.

…

The Glutton crossed the Summer Sea and landed within the black walls of Volantis.

“Hiss~~”

A giant yellow jade dragon lay prone on the ground, its huge body curled up into a ball.

His vertical pupils were tightly closed, and he let out a lazy, low snoring.

“Father!”

Belron was accompanying a group of younger brothers and sisters, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

Rhaegar turned over and dismounted the dragon, taking off the black robe that was stained with the smell of the dragon.

The war is over.

Most of the remaining members of the Three Women Kingdom were killed or injured, and they will not pose a threat in the future.

“Did it succeed?”

Rhaenyra stepped out from behind Sylax, approaching with a smile.

With gentle movements, he took the slightly dirty black robe and rolled it into his arms.

Bo~~

Rega held the better cheek and kissed it hard, and said with a wicked smile: “Think carefully about how to deal with the Basilisk Islands.”

“The kids are still here.”

Rhaenyra’s cheeks turned red and she turned her head away in embarrassment.

“Can we go back?”

Visenya came bounding over, holding Egg’s neck in one hand.

Poor Egg rolled his eyes and hung half-cocked like a rag doll.

“Visenya!”

Rhaenyra was startled and hurriedly snatched her youngest son away.

Rhaegar’s face darkened, and he motioned for Belron to drag his sister away.

Belron received the look, and together with Meka, he pushed the little girl on the left and right.

“whee……”

A bunch of children watched the fun, enjoying watching Visenya eat up.

Rhaegar looked around and whispered in Rhaenyra’s ear: “Are you sure you want to bring all the children back to King’s Landing?”

Not only his eight dragon cubs, but also Daemon and Aegon’s children.

The older ones are like the sisters Baenira, and the younger ones are represented by Jaehaerys and Jaehaera.

“certainly.”

Rhaenyra’s earlobes turned red when the hot air blew, and a flash of beauty flashed in her eyes: “I want to raise the children by my side and train them to be the best dragon masters.”

I experienced another war and lost a beloved son.

After living half a life, Rhaenyra’s character was forced to mature.

Referring to Queen Visenya and Queen Alysanne, she still has Rhaegar’s side for the rest of her life.

Cultivate outstanding family descendants for him, and shoulder the heavy responsibilities without hesitation.

Rhaegar looked surprised.

I didn’t expect the other party to be so aware. He was always acting petty in the past.

“Put away your distrustful eyes.”

Rhaenyra held her hands in her arms and held up a pair of soft and plump breasts. She looked like a royal sister: “I will take good care of them, and history will remember me as the best queen.”

Rhaegar blinked and chuckled, “Junlin Kindergarten.”

…

At night.

The Dothraki Sea of ​​Grass, beside a stream.

“Quickly, wash the horse for me!”

Harsh scoldings, the crack of the riding crop.

The silver-haired boy was pale, carrying a bucket to fetch water from the stream, and using a brush to brush the young bloodrider’s horses.

The rough linen clothes were worn on the body, and the back was covered with old and new scars.

His purple eyes were numb, as if he had forgotten what pain was.

The night is getting deeper and the moon and stars are scarce.

The men and women in the tribe gathered around the campfire, had sex unscrupulously, and gnawed on half-cooked flesh and blood.

Even for the sake of order, they drew their swords against each other one after another and carried out the brutality to the end.

Kaa yawned and walked back to the tent with great interest, doting on the newly acquired slave girl.

The bloodriders left separately to rest and watch the night in batches.

“Cuckoo cuckoo~~”

The cuckoo landed on the grass and ate grass seeds to fill its stomach.

A short figure flashed past and found the small tent of the young bloodrider.

“Huhu~~”

The silver-haired boy listened to the snoring in the tent, and brushed the dragon head pendant around his neck with his palm.

Buzz——

The clan sword True Fire appeared out of thin air, and the ruby ​​at the end of the sword’s hilt dimly glowed.

The silver-haired boy glanced at it and silently rubbed the blade of the sword as dark as night.

Thanks to the sword, it protected him after falling into the water.

Only then will there be a chance to drift to the other side of the strait and be salvaged by fishermen.

“Father, mother, I’m sorry.”

The silver-haired boy’s voice was hoarse, and a series of tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

The dragon is dead, its throat is torn by the sea water, and the Dothraki tribe is like a useless person.

It would be better to die once and for all.

His left hand touched the tent curtain, and the reflection of the dark sword showed a look of determination.

“What are you doing?”

As soon as the curtain lifted a corner, a crisp sound came from behind.

The silver-haired boy was startled, and quickly turned around and held out the sword.

The tip of the sword was instantly pressed against the black-haired girl’s throat.

Leah looked at it, pushed aside the cold sword, and said enviously: “Is this Valyrian steel? You actually have it.”

Her Valyrian language was unfamiliar, and she stumbled when she spoke.

“Kill you.”

The silver-haired boy moved the sword back to its original position and threatened fiercely.

“You cried.”

Leah tilted her head and poked the corner of the other’s eye with her dirty fingertips.

Not to mention, her skinny face was quite handsome, and her pair of purple eyes were particularly charming.

“Your mother must be a great beauty.”

Leah’s eyes were full of longing.

“Nonsense.” The silver-haired boy was stunned for a moment and retorted: “I didn’t cry.”

“But you shed tears.”

Leah wiped a teardrop and held it in her mouth for a few times.

Salty, it was tears.

The silver-haired boy was furious and gritted his teeth and scolded: “Go away, or I will kill you too.”

If it weren’t for the fact that the other party gave him a few pieces of horse meat and helped herd sheep, he would have killed her long ago.

Dothraki women are all like female gorillas.

“Who are you going to kill?” Leah pursed her lips and said innocently, “You were beaten and don’t want to live anymore.”

No one can stand being beaten every day.

Many slaves look for opportunities to commit suicide.

However, it is rare to seek death by assassinating the blood guards.

The silver-haired boy blushed, and was ashamed and annoyed when his thoughts were exposed.

“Live.”

Leah said seriously, “My father said he would not sell you and would raise you fat and white.”

“What?” The silver-haired boy didn’t understand.

“You have to live, so that you can exchange money for the tribe when it is poor in the future.”

Leah told him bluntly.

The silver-haired boy hesitated for a moment, turned around and walked towards the small tent.

He would rather die than live in humiliation.

“He won’t beat you again.”

Leah stood there, not pulling, but persuading.

The silver-haired boy didn’t listen, and the true fire in his hand gradually became hot.

The night sky is very quiet, just ignore the noise of Dothraki men and women having sex.

Boom——

A breeze blew across my face, blowing my silver-haired hair slightly.

The silver-haired boy was stunned, and raised his head with a feeling.

“Hiss!”

A dark red shadow passed through the night sky, shining like a ruby ​​under the stars, and a scream came from top to bottom.

The Dothraki people made so much noise that the sound was as inconspicuous as the call of a cuckoo.

The silver-haired boy’s pupils shrank suddenly, and he looked at the night sky with shock.

The dark red did not stop, but went straight to the east of the Great Grass Sea.

“What are you looking at?”

Leah looked around and said expectantly: “Do you want to live?”

“Maybe.”

The silver-haired boy was absent-minded for a long time, and responded subconsciously.

“Then can you tell me your name?”

Leah happily came to her, wrinkled her nose and sniffed.

They say that real dragons are powerful, but they also smell bad.

Faced with the repeated questions, the silver-haired boy hesitated for a moment, then said softly: “Aemon! Aemon Targaryen.”