Chapter 644 The Return of Lanino
Siligar Islands, gathering place.
A bay with calm waves, adjacent to a gorgeous palace on a towering cliff.
Hundreds of dignitaries, mercenaries, and slave owners from the Three Women Kingdom gathered together.
A sturdy man with a black beard was sitting cross-legged on the wool carpet, arguing with two other men.
“The King of the Iron Throne has a son who will burn us all and bury him with him.”
“You want to surrender? You can give it a try.”
“No more nonsense, we made a lot of money selling tapestries and perfumes to Quils...”
While talking, the atmosphere suddenly turned to maritime trade.
As long as you can make money, no matter how big the risk is, it is worth it.
Blackbeard grinned, showing his white teeth: "I heard that the red sea monster is dead, and he deserves to loot a town's wealth."
“He was too arrogant to return to the Iron Islands to die.”
The mustache with short purple hair is rather regrettable.
What a good pawn, but his character is too selfish.
“If you don't know how to share profits, you can only die holding gold.”
A Myr slave owner with white curly hair made a sarcastic comment and sneered: "But the dragon of the Iron Throne will come again, how should we deal with it?"
“Escape?”
“Fart, business has to be done.”
“Then let's have a fight.”
“Idiot, can you resist the dragon flame?”
You say something to me, and each of the three people involved in the conversation has a bad look on his face.
The rest of the people sat around and watched with smiles.
The continent of Sothoros is desolate and remote, and the Basilisk Islands are even more deserted.
Hide in a stone cave, how thick can the dragon flames burn through?
“We have retreated from the disputed area to the southern continent, and we must not retreat again.”
Blackbeard slapped his thigh, indignantly.
“Yes, the worst case scenario is a war.”
The mustache has sharp eyes and won applause from the whole house.
Women and children can go to brothels to hang out, but no one like these stinky men spends money to go through the back door.
To continue to live a life of plenty, the Kingdom of the Third Daughter must be rebuilt.
“Okay, that's the decision!”
The white-haired slave owner pulled out his dagger and stood up.
He is waiting for the cheers of his men to cheer him up greatly.
Boom—
As soon as my hairy-fingered feet stepped on the carpet, there was a roaring sound outside.
Following it, came the scalding hot air smelling of ashes.
"what happened?"
Everyone's expressions changed drastically, and they got up in a hurry.
"dragon!"
At this time, there were horrified shouts outside the palace.
Over the bay.
A giant dragon as black as carbon soars wildly, spitting out ash-like green dragon flames and burning every visible ship.
Soon, thick smoke billowed below, and countless pirates from the Three Women Kingdom jumped into the sea.
“That palace, glutton.”
Rhaegar's black robe fluttered, and his purple eyes stared at the foreign buildings on the cliff.
The glutton roared loudly, its huge body glided along the sea surface, and then suddenly jumped up after approaching the cliff.
Immediately, the green dragon flames spurted out, sweeping through the strong wind and blowing everything.
Boom—
The dome collapsed instantly, and the stone walls melted under the dragon's flames.
Rhaegar's eyes were cold and he patted the dragon's back gently: "Don't let go of every garrisoned island."
The Glutton's pale green vertical eyes were filled with malevolence, and he spun in mid-air and soared out of the bay, casting a shadow over every inch of the Basilisk Islands.
Humans and dragons are connected and influence each other's emotions.
When the driver's hatred is buried deep in his heart, the terrifying dragon-eating species always wants to vent his anger.
Volantis.
Dongcheng District, above the black wall.
A crossbow arrow was shot out, hitting the scarecrow's bullseye from a distance of dozens of meters.
“Do you feel good today?”
Berlon was wearing a red cloak and walking over with another crossbow.
“It's okay, I just study hard and practice hard.”
Benila showed no expression, and quickly filled the crossbow with both hands.
Berron shot an arrow, which hit the female wall far away and was bounced away. He said speechlessly: "It seems that I have no shooting talent."
It seems that my father does not use long bows or repeating crossbows.
Benila glanced at him and continued to pull the trigger.
It has been two months since Eamonn's accident.
Many major events have happened in the continent of Westeros, even on both sides of the strait, and around the world.
The direct line of the Baratheon family at Storm's End is extinct, the iron race that is ravaging the Westerlands, the Reach, and the Riverlands are exterminated, and the war in Essos has ceased...
Also, the Iron Throne launched a large-scale attack on the pirates of the Three Female Kingdoms in the Basilisk Islands.
“Hiss!”
A loud and rough dragon roar resounded through the clouds, and a majestic scarlet dragon flew out of the port, joining the fleet into the Summer Sea.
Benila looked up and said in a daze: "Grandma and grandpa went to war."
The old couple officially stationed at the Basilisk Islands, ending the protracted naval battle.
“Father set out early in the morning and took the lead in clearing out the recalcitrant pirates.”
Berlon put down his crossbow, a trace of regret flashed in his eyes.
Since the Battle of the Iron Islands, my uncle Daemon and his third uncle Aemond One-Eyed returned to King's Landing and went to the battlefield on the continent of Sothoryos one after another.
He, Maekar, and the sisters Baela were all kept in Volantis and were not allowed to go out at will.
“Your father is a great man. He can wipe out a country with one man and one dragon.”
Benila continued training and sighed: "Burning so many people to death is also a way to vent the anguish in my heart."
The almost massacre-like dragon flames washed the ground, which caused a lot of panic to the outside world.
In Volantis, statements of condemnation from various city-states and faiths reached our ears.
But better than her father. When that man is in a bad mood, he will only become annoying and exclude all those who care about him.
“He is the king of a country and cannot be seen to be weak.”
Berron sat on the wall, chatting silently with the other party.
He is the lobbyist invited by Rhaena.
The death of her fiancé brought a great shock to Benila.
The first month I hid in a corner and cried, the next month I sneaked out in various ways to get revenge.
Currently, he is imprisoned in Volantis, obsessed with training crossbows.
If this continues, people will become useless.
"One day, I will avenge him." Benila knew his intentions and asked abruptly: "The one who attacked him was a wild dragon, right?"
Berron was speechless for a moment and didn't know how to answer.
My father patrolled Shipbreaker Bay and both sides of the strait, and from the wreckage of the Liar that he salvaged, there was no doubt that it was attacked by a wild dragon.
But there is no way of knowing how big the wild dragon is or where it is hiding.
Besides, Yuewu is too small.
“I'm going to eat, don't bother me.”
Benila put down her crossbow and walked down the steps unhappily.
Yuewu has grown up into a dragon, old enough to participate in the war of blood and fire.
Whether it was the disguised house arrest of his father or the king's cousin, or the hesitation of Bellon, it was like a sharp knife piercing the heart.
"that…"
Berron was quite helpless and finally let out a sigh.
Father is right, they are still young and will have a wider world when they become adults.
Everyone wants to avenge Aemon, but the family can no longer bear the trauma of losing a dragon master.
At night.
Hyperbasilis Islands, Mud Island.
Bonfires light up the mosquito-infested desert island, and soldiers chop down trees to build fortifications.
“Our King is gone.”
Rhaenys was walking on the beach, complaining with her husband.
Collis patrolled the coast, and the fleet formed a first line of defense to surround the island.
There are three rebuilt gathering places in the Kingdom of Three Daughters, namely Ax Head Island, Tears Island, and Nass Island.
Rhaegar rushed to Ax Island, Daemon and Aemond went to Nass Island, and the most critical Island of Tears was left to the couple.
Outskirts of the Island of Tears are the widely distributed Basilisk Islands. If you want to attack the gathering place, you must first break through the defense of the islands.
The fleet of House Velaryon is invincible, so it is naturally used for frontal battlefield confrontation.
“He burned thousands of people to death today, which is higher than the death toll in many wars in the past.”
Rhaenys sounded unhappy.
War is a cruel thing, and the smell of burnt corpses keeps getting into your nose.
"You're still upset about Storm's End, Rhaenys?"
Colliss frowned and explained: "You have to know that we are at war now, and the number of deaths is more in the Iron Islands."
“Yes, the nobles of the Westerlands and the Reach applauded.”
Rhaenys turned her head away, caring less about her husband's preaching.
No matter how much is said, there is no doubt about the importance of the Baratheon family.
Having been loyal to the Iron Throne for more than a hundred years, he was burned to pieces by his nephew.
That was her second natal family, and the children in it were all her blood relatives.
“Correct your attitude and don't be swayed by your emotions.”
Colliss looked solemn and said: "If you make a mistake, you must atone for it. No one wants to lose their child."
After learning that his eldest son Lanino had been assassinated, he almost wanted to kill Prince Keolen.
For this reason, it was indeed done.
Listening to her husband's teachings, Rhaenys closed her eyes and nodded silently: "You are right, Corliss."
She did not blame Rhaegar for his cruelty.
But the death of her son and daughter made her fearful of the death of her relatives.
When Rhaegar lost a son, he also passed on the pain of severing the Baratheon family to her.
“Be more open-minded.”
Colliss had no choice but to put his arm around his wife's shoulders.
Old couples take a walk in the middle of the night, comforting each other.
Suddenly, a deep horn sounded through the night sky.
Colliss' expression changed and he said warily: “No, this is not the horn of a patrol ship.”
“Get ready!”
Rhaenys broke free from her arms and ran towards the camp.
Melias stayed on the top of the island, digesting the livestock fed by the soldiers.
Rumble —
Pirate ships appeared on the sea, and catapults threw burning fireballs.
“Hurry! Log in to the warship!”
With a gloomy look on his face, Corliss put on his armor and boarded the ship first.
The Basilisk Islands are an unfamiliar place. Pirates must have attacked the patrol ship and then attacked the Mud Island.
On the sea.
“Attack and capture the sea snake alive!”
Blackbeard pirate laughed loudly, the big ship was the first to land, raised his scimitar and charged.
There was still burnt residue on his black curly hair.
If you survive a catastrophe, you will be blessed later.
He deserves to be able to make a great contribution tonight and take down a big shot in the Velaryon family.
Rumble —
The catapults launched wildly and defeated the camp line, creating great convenience for pirate landing operations.
Under the dark night sky, the flames shot straight into the sky.
Melias was lying on the top of the mountain, lazily closing his eyes and sleeping, digesting the accumulated food in his stomach.
Discovering the war in the outside world, he opened his vertical pupils to look for the driver.
There are too many people and the scene is chaotic.
It was difficult to tell where the driver was for a while.
Rumble —
“Come with me and capture Corlys Velaryon alive!”
The pirates were out in full force, swarming like ants on the mud island.
Colliss stood on the deck of the Sea Serpent and was blocked before he could get out to sea.
The pirates threw out their hooks and swarms of swarms climbed onto the ship and started fighting.
“Damn it, hold on!”
Collis fought **** battles, waiting for his wife to ride a dragon and come to his aid.
“Die, old fellow!”
Several mercenaries broke through the encirclement and rushed towards them with grins.
Colliss's pupils shrank and he raised his long-handled scimitar to resist.
As you get older, you will eventually lose your physical strength and will soon fall into a disadvantage.
While fighting and retreating, it can be seen that the front line on Mud Island was completely defeated, and the bonfire turned into arson burning everywhere.
The sword hit his armor, forcing Corliss to stumble back seven or eight meters.
As soon as he turned his head, the mercenaries had already rushed in front of him.
“Hiss!”
Suddenly, a sharp dragon roar sounded, echoing on the beach filled with flames.
“Dragon Flame!”
With a cry in High Valyrian, a pale silver dragon flew out of the night sky, and the Sea Serpent surrounded by enemies spewed dragon flames.
(End of this chapter)
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