Game of Thrones: I Became a Crown Prince For a Day Chapter 618

Chapter 618 The Man of Sigmar—Maekar Targaryen

“This is our condition, one hundred golden dragons!”

“A ship?”

“No, alone.”

In the Great Pyramid of Meereen, the silver-haired queen looked pleased to receive the Lannister brothers again.

Jason was covered in mud, only his face was washed carelessly, and he was in a trance.

I can't believe that he, a dignified Duke, was not only beaten, but also blocked in the main hall and blackmailed.

Tai Lan opened his mouth wide and said in astonishment: "Even if we wanted to, we couldn't get so much money."

My brother led a large fleet, but all the sailors were detained.

To save them, it would be better to kill a hundred of them if one person has a hundred gold dragons.

“I can't afford that much money, so don't even think about it!”

Jason spoke a complete sentence with a big bruised face.

He will never spend an extra gold dragon to redeem someone.

Even if the conqueror is still alive!

“You are here again, crying about poverty.”

The silver-haired girl sat on the throne, her long tanned legs folded at her sides, and said with great disdain: "Who would believe it from the mouth of the Lannister family?"

She was communicating with Tailan, counting on her fingers: "Your stables and kitchen were both dug out of the golden mountains. Everyone knows it."

“That's right, everyone knows it!”

Rachelino, dressed in colorful women's clothing, crossed his arms and echoed the queen's remarks.

“No, not a single golden dragon!”

Jason spoke first, like a clown shouting on stage.

The silver-haired girl covered her forehead and waved her hands angrily: "Maybe he should shut up."

A complete idiot who has no right to equal dialogue.

　　Bang—

Rachelino punched Jason in the stomach, knocking him into a stooped golden retriever prawn.

“Hey, we agreed that we would only negotiate and not take action!”

Tailan was standing nearby, her eyelids twitching in fear.

Although he admitted that he didn't like his twin brother very much, he couldn't bully him in front of him.

What do you think of the Iron Throne and the Lannister family?

Seeing this, the silver-haired girl was very considerate: "Take him down and treat him like a guest."

“Yes, Queen.”

Rachelino smiled evilly, then held the half-conscious Jason under his arm and dragged him away.

“No no.”

Tailan was shocked and wanted to step forward to stop him.

His niece is just two years old, so she cannot ruin her brother's innocence.

“Don't worry, even though Rechalino has quirks, his orientation is normal.”

The silver-haired girl pretended to be generous in her persuasion.

For some unknown reason, he has always been very polite to Tailan as an envoy.

Hearing this, Tailan did not dare to question. She turned around and took a deep breath: "Mrs. Elena, I can't agree to those conditions on Jason's behalf. Let's talk about business."

There is no denying that Jason is an arrogant fool.

As a twin brother, all he can do is to save the other's life. No matter how much he does, it depends on whether he can keep his head clear.

This is not Westeros, let alone the Westerland ruled by the Lannister family.

Hope that a beating will teach him humility and courtesy.

“It's Your Majesty!”

Elena raised her chin, emphasizing her identity again.

Tailan laughed dumbly, "Haha, what is your legal principle and what is your territory of rule?"

“My bloodline is the law, and the three city-states rebuilt on the ruins of the Old Gith Empire recognize it.”

Elena curled up a strand of silver-blonde hair at her fingertips, showing Valyrian features.

“As far as I know, your reign rises like a storm.”

Tai Lan looked at the silver-haired and purple-eyed eyes with surprise, and asked cautiously: "Forgive me for being presumptuous, what is your last name...?"

Just four years ago, a pseudo-dragon bloodline was destroyed in Slaver's Bay.

Elena straightened her back and recalled in her eyes: "Dianliga! The ancient and noble bloodline of the Dragon King, the guardian family of the thirteenth peak of the Fourteen Fire Peaks."

Hearing the other party's unabashed explanation of his origin, Tailan was stunned on the spot and said at a loss: “Wow~?”

Another Dragon King bloodline.

I wonder if the king will burn Slaver's Bay again when he learns the news.

“Well, that's a surprising piece of information.”

Tailan coughed twice and hesitated: "You should know what kind of disaster lying about an unknown Dragon King's surname will lead to."

Looking at the other party being polite to him, I gave him a polite reminder.

Not just anyone with a random surname can pretend to be a descendant of the Dragon King.

Elena Dianliga was unmoved and asked: "Do you think I am lying, Lord Tailan?"

“That's not what I meant, it's just the fact.”

Taylan accompanies the smiling face.

He didn't want to be beaten up for a reason like Jason.

“You're very honest and it annoys me.”

Yelena held the side of her face with one hand and said calmly: "I have heard about the hybrid Dragon King. He is a fake with Fizznik blood flowing through him. He is very different from me."

She was born in the land of Changxia, knew the inherited knowledge passed down orally, and went through all kinds of hardships to escape from the cursed land.

She is a true dragon, just like her blood relatives on the Western Continent.

Tailan hesitated for a moment and interrupted: "What you said is right. It's better to talk about the trouble of the slave ship."

The previous topic was too sensitive.

It's better to negotiate quickly and then leave without a trace.

“You say it.” Elena raised her hand to signal, always maintaining the young aristocratic etiquette.

She is adapting to the new environment and learning to integrate into a world that is different from common sense.

Old Valyria was destroyed.

Except for the same clan in the Western Continent, the Dragon King surname has lost its former prestige.

“Madam, the slave ships are catching ships passing near Volantis and the Stepstone Islands, which has seriously affected our maritime trade.”

Tai Lan regained his composure and explained his purpose.

Representing the Iron Throne and Prince Maekar, he rebuked the evil deeds of Slaver's Bay.

“I'm sorry for affecting your business.”

Elena's eyes flashed slightly and she apologized.

Tailan had an idea and said helplessly, "My father once said to me that any seemingly gorgeous decoration before "but" is just fart." Elena smiled slightly and blurted out: "But!"

Taylan:…

He knew that women cannot be reasoned with.

“This is Slaver's Bay and we need slaves.”

Elena talked eloquently, "Just like the Lannister family sits on the golden mountain, I can't stop you from digging for gold."

If Slaver's Bay does not capture slaves, will it rely on farming on barren land or go into the sea to catch smelly fish and rotten shrimps?

Tailan was furious for a moment and said forcefully: "You should have some control. Besides, selling slaves is a sin and will be punished by the old and new gods."

“The slave trade is an ancient tradition.”

Elena frowned and retorted: "Both the old Gith Empire and ancient Valyria allow slaves to exist."

“Because of this, the two behemoths you talked about have perished.”

Tailan argued hard and stabbed him mercilessly.

“This…” Elena was speechless.

No one can tell whether the doomsday catastrophe is a natural disaster or man-made.

But one thing is undeniable, that is, the ancient Valyrian people did commit many evil deeds.

Tailan took advantage of the victory and pursued it. He pretended to be powerful and said: "On behalf of the Iron Throne, I formally communicate with you to stop the brutal behavior of slave ships at sea, otherwise you will bear the consequences."

When there is someone behind you, you must speak forcefully.

“What if I say no?” Elena's face darkened.

What would she eat if slaves were not sold?

Slave trading in the Free Fortress Empire is legal, and she has not committed a crime.

“Then you…”

Tailan stopped talking and changed his words: "Then you will be in trouble and my king will be angry."

“You are a loyal minister and good general who knows how to protect himself wisely.”

Elena was not disgusted by this, but she was not frightened either. She said calmly: "It seems that we can't reach an agreement. When your brother pays for his redemption, I will let you go as well."

“What?” Tailan was immediately confused.

　　It wasn't until the slave soldiers grabbed his shoulders that he refused with a loud shout.

“Enter him well.”

Irene was hungry and tired, and said without interest: "Prepare a plate of quail meat for me. Don't see any mutton smell on the table."

“No, no, you can't treat an envoy like this!”

Tailan was so anxious that she struggled hard.

Elena rolled her eyes and walked straight to the back bedroom.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew by the window, lifting the gauze hanging curtain.

“Huh?” Elena was stunned for a moment.

Boom—

A huge black shadow streaked across the sky above Meereen, quickly climbing up the Great Pyramid, and the huge impact shattered large pieces of glass.

"dragon!"

There was a heart-rending shout from outside the tower, followed immediately by the commotion of people jumping on their backs.

Elena's eyes widened and she quickly ran to the window to look out.

“Hiss!”

A huge creature with a silvery gray body and misty wing membranes flashed past like a nimble swallow.

“Dragon! Get ready!”

"quick…"

The slave soldiers screamed loudly, turned the scorpion crossbows on the city wall, and fired out steel spears.

Boom—

Over the red-brick-lined Meereen, a giant silver-gray dragon rushed down, pouring out smoke-like gray dragon flames.

The dragon flames blocked the vision, and the dragon plunged in and rushed out, creating a terrifying explosion.

Soon,

“Hiss!”

The moment the silver-gray dragon rushed out of the dragon flames, it glided past the towering city wall where the scorpion crossbow was placed, which could not find its direction. A mouthful of gray dragon flames swept through it like a string of beads.

"ah!"

“Fire! Help…”

The city wall ignited a fire like tarsal maggots, and the slave soldiers screamed pitifully, trampling each other and falling to the ground.

“Dragon! A living dragon!”

In the Shwedagon Pagoda, Irene was trembling all over, her eyes filled with tears.

Long time, Meereen Square.

“Hiss!”

The silver-gray dragon stands tall and majestic, its huge head looking around, its cold vertical pupils full of darkness.

Slave soldiers gathered around dozens of meters away, holding spears and not daring to step forward.

“Quiet, Thrax.”

Meka was riding on the saddle, her face calmly wary.

His teacher is lost.

Volantis cannot be without Tyran Lannister, just like the Stepstones cannot be without King Aegon.

Hmm...it should be fine.

“Your Highness!”

After waiting for a while, Tailan's figure appeared, his face flushed with excitement.

He knew that someone would fish for him.

Appearing with him was Irena who was surrounded by guards.

Elena stared at the ferocious-looking silver-gray dragon from afar with her eyes fascinated.

It is more than twenty meters long and is as big as a small castle standing on the ground.

　　Maybe not as good as those adult dragons, but in front of the tiny slave soldiers, he is still a mighty giant beast.

Thrax has a strange appearance.

In addition to the silver-gray scales and mist-like wing membranes, the dragon's head is three times the size of an ordinary dragon, and its exposed fangs are comparable to a giant guillotine that can crack mountains and crack rocks.

The dragon's tail has no dorsal fin, and the end is flat in the shape of a shell. It sways as powerfully as a battering ram.

On one shoulder blade and half of the wing, the silver-gray scales glowed with colorful oily light, refracting the halo in the sunlight.

At first glance, the first impression given is that of viciousness and ferociousness.

Like a war machine trying every possible means to increase its lethality.

“Have you been kidnapped, Lord Tyran?”

Meka tilted her head, a flash of narrowness in her sapphire eyes.

(End of this chapter)

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