Game Of Thrones: I Became A Crown Prince For A Day
/ Game of Thrones: I Became a Crown Prince For a Day Chapter 617
Chapter 617 The new ruler of Slaver's Bay
boom-
Suddenly there was a strong wind, and a dark dragon shadow flashed across the sky, and then it crashed to the ground like a meteorite.
"Hiss—"
The glutton's pale green eyes were indifferent, he stretched his neck and looked around, opened his huge mouth and roared wildly.
Suddenly, the Green Water River stirred up wind and waves, and the air heated up in vain.
"Gulu~~"
Dozens of ragged orphans swallowed their saliva, their throats dry as they looked at the dark dragon.
"dragon!"
After waiting for a while, someone shouted, and the crowds on both sides of the river dispersed.
That scene was no less than a great escape.
The glutton showed contempt and slowly crawled towards the driver, standing tall like a mountain.
Sneak attack on the stupid driver?
Absolutely impossible!
Everything happened so fast, in the blink of an eye.
Rhaegar was stunned for a moment, then slowly sheathed the black fire, leaned against the big evil dragon and shrugged: "The crisis is over."
The helplessness of the top dragon master, the human and the dragon are connected, and there is no sudden attack at all.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty."
Quill was trembling all over, nervous to face the dragon directly.
He was still in Rhaegar's arms, like a little chicken with its neck shrinking.
"You're being targeted, kid."
Rhaegar let go of the other party and looked at the fleeing figures of the orphans: "Are they the Green Blood River orphans?"
Using one's identity to cover up one's whereabouts makes it difficult to detect.
"Yes, I really didn't expect that."
Quill gradually regained his senses.
"Assassinate and murder if you can't defeat them. It's the old Dornish routine."
Rhaegar was sarcastic and didn't take it personally.
The despicable methods of the Dornish people are clearly recorded in the history books.
After saying that, he strode towards the lemon grove behind.
"Your Majesty, what about the Asshai ship?"
Quill was impatient at the thought of almost being killed.
"You can go chase it."
Rega didn't look back and said nonchalantly: "Ordinary people can't stop the wizard's methods."
The sailboat and slender figure gave him the impression of being a Shadowbinder.
Even if you ride a dragon to catch up, it will be difficult to eradicate the weeds.
"Your Majesty, where are you going?"
Quill gritted his teeth and chose to follow the king's footsteps.
How safe a dragon can fall from the sky at any time.
lemon grove.
"Hululu~~"
The dark green old dragon was lying on the ground, its scar-covered head resting on a bush, and a thunderous snore came out of its rough throat.
"Get up, Uragas!"
Rhaegar walked closer and slapped the old dragon's rough dragon kiss.
I originally wanted to stay one night in Sunspear, but now I have no idea.
Someone hired the Asshai wizard to assassinate the Prince of Dorne, which seriously crossed the line.
He had to return to King's Landing quickly, find the masterminds and vested interests behind the scenes, and send troops to strengthen the naval blockade connecting the straits to the coast of Dorne.
The murderer cannot escape the Four Cities Alliance such as Bluffs, or the remnants of the Three Daughters of Sothoros.
If they want to fight, they should flex their muscles.
See if the dragon flies in front of them to see if they are still arrogant.
"Your Majesty, are you leaving?"
Quil burst into tears and was very reluctant to give up.
Since the death of their father, Prince Keoulen, the Martell family's control over Dorne has become increasingly weak.
Now it's a direct threat to your family and life, how can you not be afraid.
Rhaegar looked back and saw this kid hiding behind a lemon tree more than ten meters away, pretending to be wiping tears.
Smart children are always good at pretending to be cute.
It's not a disguise for being weak.
Rhaegar slapped the old dragon with one hand and waved with the other: "Come here, I will give you a farewell gift."
Hearing this, Quill's eyes lit up, he overcame his fear of the dragon and ran over.
"roar…"
The old dragon roared at an inappropriate time, and his hot breath rushed out.
Quill's face turned pale, and his legs almost gave out and he fell to the ground.
Rhaegar helped him up and moved away from the sleeping old dragon.
"Your Majesty, what gift?"
Quil's lips trembled, his small eyes fixed on the motionless dark green dragon.
Is it possible that the king wants to leave a dragon to Dorne?
"What a beautiful thought!"
Rega was speechless and took out a blue crystal plate with an inscription on it. "This is an ornament carved with a special gemstone. It can block evil spirits and bewitchment. Keep it for self-defense."
Unlike Targaryen, who has blood magic, Martell is naturally resistant to magic.
A little bewitchment spell made him spin in circles.
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Quil accepted the crystal plate like a treasure and immediately hung it around his neck.
After explaining, Rhaegar walked towards the old dragon, intending to wake him up.
boom-
The glutton flew overhead, the dragon wings cast large shadows, and the aura of ashes spread.
"roar!"
Uragas opened his vertical pupils, got up and used his dragon tail to sweep a clearing, and then lay down lazily again.
This charred patch of woods is good.
Not far from Sothoryos, occasionally returns to hunt Pterosaurs.
There are also lively humans and livestock nearby, and there is more wealth than the lonely days before.
The most important thing.
The old dragon doesn't like dragon-eating species and refuses to live on a piece of land.
"You want to stay here, Uragas?"
Rhaegar frowned, not expecting the situation.
"roar…"
The old dragon nuzzled the other person with a dragon kiss, resting his chin on the tree trunk buried in ashes, feeling comfortable in the green hell.
It prefers nature to islands with jagged rocks.
"Stay here, you may encounter a wild dragon."
Rhaegar put his forehead against the dragon's kiss and looked directly into those amber pupils. It is not as restless and indifferent as ordinary dragons, but reveals a calm wisdom.
The longer the contact lasted, the more the old dragon's dusty wisdom became apparent.
"roar…"
The old dragon roared, obviously not worried.
Rhaegar had mixed feelings and did not rush to force it.
He originally wanted to look for the "white wild dragon" that the fishermen called him on the Sothoros continent, but the Dragon's Horn failed to have any effect.
What if that wild dragon was not a sea smoke fishing at sea, but a real giant beast?
It was proven that the wild dragons' range extended to the Summer Sea, and Uragath was not safe in Dorne.
What's more, who knows if someone will risk their lives trying to train a dragon.
If it succeeds, wouldn't it be a loss of money?
"roar!"
Uragas seemed to understand his thoughts, and the dragon's kiss arched his chest, indicating the dragon's horn in the space necklace.
The two parties established a weak connection with the dragon-hunting props.
It won't allow bug-like humans to get close.
Rhaegar was still reluctant.
There are more than twenty dragons in the family, and both King's Landing Dragon Cave and Dragonstone Island are a bit crowded.
Vhagar and Haiyan have been wandering since they lost their masters.
Uragas continues to be in the opposition, what is the difference between that and staying on the continent of Sothoryos?
"His Majesty!"
Just as he was thinking about it, a guard came in a hurry.
One of them held the envelope in his hand, ignored Prince Quill's gaze, and handed it to the Kingsguard Bayliss.
Bayliss looked solemn as he opened the package and handed it over to the king after confirming that it was correct.
Rega's eyes flashed, and he took out the letter and looked at it.
After reading it carefully, his face suddenly became solemn.
"The ruler of Slaver's Bay!"
The letters came from King's Landing, and contained information about Qohor and Slaver's Bay.
The former won the battle and has nothing to say.
In the latter, a new ruler appeared out of thin air and integrated Slaver's Bay, and detained the visiting Tyran.
"The territory of the Guges Empire has always been a stumbling block with Ancient Valyria."
Rhaegar gritted his teeth secretly and whistled to the sky.
"Hiss—"
The glutton waited for a long time and slowly landed on the ground.
Rhaegar climbed on the dragon's back and took one last look at the old dragon who was unwilling to get up: "I will find you a rider."
Let's live in the lemon grove first.
If there is a wild dragon invasion, it can also serve as a warning.
He had to return to King's Landing.
Qohor's battle was victorious, and the pattern among the three continents immediately changed.
Slaver's Bay.
Meereen, the Coliseum.
"Oh **** ho, good fight!"
"Hold this country bumpkin hard..."
Thousands of people gathered in the auditorium, cheering for the "duel" in the audience.
The wide arena is specially covered with muddy mire.
The two figures rolled in the mud, shaking fists at each other.
To be precise, one side punches the other side.
"Haha, poor curly lion."
A six-and-half-foot-tall, rugged man with purple-dyed hair, wearing layers of women's skirts, twitched his hips.
"Hoho~~"
A blond figure was lying in the mud, his head and face covered with mud, and he was panting miserably.
"Come again, idiot!"
The purple-haired man's name is Rachalino Rainden, and he is a famous pirate.
In the First Battle of the Stepstones, Prince Keoulen, who had been in Dorne, allied himself with Daemon, who could not stand the barrenness of the islands.
He briefly occupied the Stepped Stone Islands and became king.
Recharino grabbed the blond figure and punched the opponent twice in the stomach, making the opponent spit acid out of his mouth.
He raised his hands and shouted, slapping the woman's plump **** under her skirt.
He is obviously a tall and strong man, but he has a delicate heart.
In the audience.
A beautiful girl wearing an animal skin skirt and silver-blonde braids was sitting upright, tasting red grapes that were rarely seen in the past.
"Madam, you are going too far to treat my brother like this!"
Beside her, Tailan looked unreasonable and couldn't sit back and watch.
In the arena below, Recharino once again lifted the blond figure up and pushed him into the mud to take a bath.
"Woo~~"
Jason Lannister raised his face hard, almost unable to hold on: "Let me go, I'll give you money."
Seven gods above!
He just followed his compatriot brother to Slaver's Bay to do business, and by the way, he took back the colony that the king had promised to enfeoff.
How could a dignified Duke be subjected to such abuse?
"Ma'am, aren't you enough?"
Seeing his brother suffer, Tailan could not express his joy and anger, and maintained his identity as the second son to protect him.
The silver-haired girl turned her head, knocked the twig-like scepter in her hand on the ground, and said displeasedly: "Pay attention to your title, Your Excellency Tailan."
Tailan choked up and struggled to speak: "Queen, Her Majesty the Queen of Meereen."
My brother deserves to die for saying such unconscionable words.
The brothers were born only five minutes apart, and their treatment was very different.
Sometimes he wondered if he was the one who was born first, but the midwife made a mistake.
The silver-haired girl raised her chin slightly, pretending to be dignified: "Let him go, Rachalino."
It can be seen that the change in status is a bit sudden, and he has not yet adapted to the power of the superior.
"Okay, Your Majesty!"
With a shy look on his face, Rachalino twisted his waist as thick as a bucket and pulled the sluggish Jason out of the quagmire.
Tailan saw it and argued: "Your Majesty the Queen, we are here for peaceful exchanges."
How can you say that beating someone like this means beating them like this.
That's too much!
"Didn't he hit you again, Mr. Tailan?"
The silver-haired girl frowned slightly and said reasonably: "You are a humble and polite gentleman, but your brother is stupid and arrogant and should be punished."
As soon as they met, they said she was a **** and wanted to divide the land that was finally integrated.
Going back three hundred years, this stinky guy was not even qualified to feed a dragon.
(End of chapter)
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