Game of Thrones: I Became a Crown Prince For a Day Chapter 619

Chapter 619 The Blue Queen's Cub

His teacher is useless!

“No, it's a friendly guest.”

Tailan smiled and found a lame excuse.

“Hmm~”

Meka snorted and looked sideways at the silver-haired girl in the distance.

A Valyrian who became Queen of Meereen and ruler of Slaver's Bay?

As expected, there was something wrong with the teacher's teachings, and the down-and-out Valyrian could stand on his own and claim to be king again and again.

“My noble prince, what is your name?”

Elena took a step forward and looked at the little boy riding the dragon with burning eyes.

A child of seven or eight years old.

She has transparent platinum shawl hair that is white in the sun, gloomy blue to purple eyes, and a fair and cute face.

Meka glanced at the nearby slave soldiers and said calmly: "Before asking others, you should tell yourself your family name."

As he spoke, he quietly waved to Tailan.

“Oh.” Tailan nodded like garlic and climbed up the rope ladder using his hands and feet.

Yelena didn't stop her when she saw it. After saying her name, she asked: "Little brother of Targaryen, can you tell me this time?"

The only boy who can control a dragon is Targaryen from the Western Continent.

There were close contacts between the two families.

“Maekar Targaryen.”

Makar held his head high and said seriously: "The third son of Rhaegar I of Targaryen and the trainee prince of Volantis."

“Prince?”

Elena was confused.

"Yes." Meka nodded: "Your slave ship has affected my city-state."

Among the brothers and sisters, except for the eldest brother Baerron, who was the crown prince, he was established as the Prince of Dragonstone.

Only he holds the title of Prince far away in Volantis.

Although you need to have a trainee prefix, you can officially succeed to the throne when you reach adulthood.

Hearing this, Elena's eyes became brighter and she continued to approach: "I have entertained your teacher, can you please honor me and have a banquet with her?"

A healthy boy with the blood of the Dragon King, a majestic and domineering sub-adult dragon.

It is as attractive as Ecstasy.

“No!” Meka refused directly and frowned: “My mother told me to stay away from bad women.”

Do you think he is a fool like the teacher?

The woman looked into his eyes and wanted to cut out a piece of flesh, which might also damage her innocence.

"You can stay. I promise with my life and family honor that I will never have the slightest ill will towards you."

Elena raised her hands and swore.

“Save it.”

Mekar pulled up the saddle rope and warned: "I will not listen to any coaxing from you, just like your fake surname."

Dian Lijia is a long-standing bloodline of dragon kings, which has long been destroyed in the doomsday catastrophe.

“I sincerely hope you can stay as a guest!”

Elena rolled her eyes and added: "I admire your father very much, and I can also invite him to Meereen."

Hearing about his father, Meka's face darkened: "You don't want him to come."

“Perhaps I can come to King's Landing to meet you?”

Irena was full of aura and said calmly: "Your family and I share similar blood, and we are both Dragon Kings of Ancient Valyria."

She has no dragons and no family.

Great-grandmother died on the way and never got out of the smoke that plagued her life.

But she sits on Slaver's Bay, and combined with the Good Lord and Wise Lord of the other two costs, she has the ability to deal with war.

A female dragon king who has no competitive threat but possesses considerable strength. The Targaryen king should not be so petty that he must be eliminated.

The best choice for the descendants of ancient Valyria is to re-establish an alliance between the two parties.

Meka's little face wrinkled up and he hesitated, “You still don't give up.”

　　Does this mean that you are relying on him, that you have to ask his father to propose marriage?

But regardless of whether the other party's bloodline is true or false, he doesn't like older girls.

This is one of the few differences between him and his father.

“You can understand it this way, but I'm not that cheap.”

Elena puffed up her humble chest and was proud of herself: "I want to see your father, he owes me the sheep."

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　 bang!

Meka took out a handful of golden dragons and threw them out, saying bluntly: "He doesn't owe anyone, you old woman."

After speaking, he patted his silver-gray scales to signal the dragon to take off.

“Hiss!”

Thlax roared with his head raised, his broad wings spread out gorgeously, and he kicked off his hind legs into the air.

With Tyran's panicked screams, the giant beast flew across the black smoke of Meereen.

Faintly, the city-state echoed with dragon roars.

Across the Strait Sea.

Chaotou Island, Chuanhui Town.

The sea snake walked alone by the dock, scanning the working shipwrights and sailors with its tiger eyes.

Prick, prick, prick…

A figure with short silver hair sits cross-legged, sharpening an ax blade with a whetstone.

“Adam.” The sea serpent came closer and called to the handsome young man dressed as a shipwright.

Adam raised his head and looked at the sea snake in surprise: "Sir, why are you here?"

“Around here and there, the kingdom needs our ships.”

The sea snake looked calm and said: "Your brother Aelin has joined my fleet. He is more suitable to be a sailor than you."

Adam's eyes were dim and he forced a smile: "He is a great young man who works hard and never complains. He is much better than my brother who has to overcome seasickness every time he goes to sea."

Speaking, he continued to sharpen the ax blade, and occasionally chopped wooden boards to test whether it was sharp enough.

Four years ago, he led his army back to Howl, against the orders of Aemond the One-Eyed.

Afterwards, he was spoken to by Corliss alone and all positions and qualifications as a sailor were revoked.

His status plummeted and he returned to his old job as a shipwright.

The sea serpent saw his loneliness in his eyes, turned around and left without saying a word.

Adam bit his lower lip and looked stubbornly at the other person's back.

“That's right.”

The sea snake suddenly turned around and thought: "There will still be wars in the kingdom. If you do your job well in the shipyard, the hero will not be afraid that there will be no place for him to use his talents."

Immediately, regardless of whether the other party understood or not, he turned around and left completely.

Adam froze on the spot, and Monk Zhang Er was confused.

“Shipyard?” His maternal grandfather was an old shipwright, his mother was the captain of a sailboat, and he inherited the shipyard.

There are many similar wealthy families on Chaotou Island, who rely entirely on the sea and handicrafts for their meals.

Adam was confused for a while, and suddenly he remembered the drawing of a sail that he couldn't understand at all.

Appears to be left to the wizards of Yashai to study and incorporate it into absolute secrets.

　　　Next to night, Gaochao City.

A giant dragon as black as coal lay lying in the forecourt of the castle, devouring the goats fed by the guards.

　　"News came from Qohor that Daemon and Aemond burned Loras and forced the Four Cities back."

“Loraeth is just a barren city-state.”

“Norvos is also barren, but it can also influence the outcome of the battle.”

White maggot Xiaomei is standing in front of the window and recounting the story one by one.

Rhaegar sat on the driftwood throne in the Nine-bill Hall, rubbing his eyebrows with a headache.

Only when you become a king do you know the difficulties faced by thousands of people.

Qohor is at war, the remnants of the Three Women's Kingdom have returned, and a new ruler has appeared out of thin air in Slaver's Bay...

No wonder the successive kings did not want to expand the territory, and the most highly regarded King Renrui only wanted to stabilize and strengthen his rule.

The dynasty expanded its territory and was surrounded by enemies on all sides.

“Ha~~”

Rhaegar breathed a sigh of relief and sighed softly: "The Free Fortress Empire has a thousand dragons and rules the Valyrian Peninsula and the eastern continent of Essos."

“Would it be too much for my appetite if I swallowed both sides of the Strait Sea in one go?”

To be honest, after seeing the difficulty of the Four-City Alliance formed by Bluffs and Pentos, he had already thought of capturing two city-states.

After excluding the second of the nine free trade city-states, only Norvos and Loras, who are weak in strength and politics, are left.

One has no ice-free port, and the other does not even have a port.

Together they are a hard bone, and apart they are two pieces of rotten stone.

The pressure you face will be reduced a lot.

“Your Majesty, I advise you not to do this.”

Bai Maggot Xiaomei leaned against the window sill and analyzed rationally: "All major banks around the world owe money to the Iron Bank. We cannot be enemies of the whole world."

To put it more bluntly.

Looking across the entire continent of Westeros, more than half of the noble families borrow or even owe money from the Iron Bank.

When the king leads the army to fight, the major lords will not work hard and will create obstacles behind his back.

This is the inevitability of politics, which complicates and cobwebs things.

The Free Fortress Empire once intended to attack Bluffs, but because of the courage of the Iron Bank and the then Sea King, they gave up the plan and chose to form an alliance with them.

After all, Bluffs has a special geographical location.

There is no cultivated soil, and the islands and fog form a natural barrier.

The effect of knocking it down is not significant and is not proportional to the price paid.

Rhaegar clicked his tongue, his head aching more and more as he spoke.

Including the Iron Islands and the Basilisk Islands, their geography is very harsh and there is no value in attacking them.

It just so happens that the people on those islands are the most capable of causing trouble.

“But there is good news.”

White Maggot Xiaomei pursed her lips and smiled: "Daemon and Aemond returned to the court, and Lord Tyran also returned safely from Slaver's Bay."

These are news from half a month ago.

The king returned from Dorne in a hurry to dispatch his fleet to prepare for the attack on Slaver's Bay.

Fortunately, there are no signs of war.

As they chatted, Rhaenys held a boy with short silver-gold hair in her arms, her face beaming with joy: "Rhaegar, come with me to the dragon's lair quickly."

“What's the matter, aunt?”

Rhaegar stood up in confusion.

The former site of Gaochao City, temporary dragon lair.

“Hiss!”

A giant blue dragon with a body length of twenty meters roared loudly and flapped its silver-white dragon wings.

“Quiet, stormy clouds.”

　　Two elderly dragon men shouted loudly and beat their bamboo sticks to force them back.

　　Boom—

As soon as the former retracted into the corner, a huge dragon with cobalt blue scales all over its body, its claws, lower jaw, and belly the color of copper foil climbed out. Its majestic figure was as high as a hill.

“Tesserion.”

Daeron and Rhaena joined hands and stood in front of the elegant dragon.

Tesselion is more than thirty meters long, and still has a noble temperament like a little princess.

A female dragon man walked out of the darkness, holding a slender chain in her hand.

　　A dark yellow dragon claw is tied to the chain, rattling around.

A young dragon with earthy yellow scales all over its body and fine horns on its forehead flapped its wings and its scarlet vertical pupils swirled around.

The female dragon man had a deep voice, soothing the restless young dragon, and walked towards the long-awaited Daeron: "Prince, this is the first offspring of your dragon."

　　“I didn't expect that Tesserion would be able to hatch a baby dragon so quickly.”

Daeron was so happy that he stretched out his hand and tried to take the baby dragon.

There is no gender distinction between dragons, usually those who lay eggs are considered female dragons.

Soon after Tesserion reached adulthood, he laid a clutch of five dragon eggs, one of which broke for the first time.

The khaki baby dragon screamed sharply, projecting a yellow flame toward the big hand coming towards him.

Dylan was startled and quickly retracted his hand.

Renya's beautiful eyes widened, and she held a little boy with silver hair and purple eyes in her hand, encouraging her: “Inar, look at how ferocious this young dragon is, do you like it?”

The little boy is small, no more than three or four years old.

Look carefully, you can see that his eyebrows are very similar to Damon's, and there is a trace of immature gangsterism hidden under his timid expression.

“It's a bit ugly.”

Inar's complexion is as pale as his mother's, and there is a serious look in his purple eyes.

On his back, he carried an exquisite basket.

Holds a dragon egg that is as scarlet as blood and has spiral patterns.

(End of this chapter)

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