Game of Thrones: The Strongest Guoguang

Chapter 205 Arrest
"Taylan should understand, we won't let him go."

After Lannaer saw Lannister stumbling away, she turned her head and smiled lightly at Rhaenyla.

"At best, it's just a nanny!"

"It's just that I don't understand why Rhaenyla you want to reveal this secret...about the blood sacrifice magic of the ancestors."

If everyone can have the blood of the dragon, then the advantages of the Targaryen family will not be worth mentioning. How can this kind of power across the ages be handed over to others?

"...

Who said that blood sacrifices can hatch dragons, only the exclusive blood of the family can hatch dragons. "

As we all know, the legacy of blood magic only covers the forty families under the fire peak.

Ranila explained, "This secret is no longer a secret. Everyone in the Seven Kingdoms knows what kind of dragon is, and even more knows that it is a magical animal, which evolved from the fusion of creatures such as long pterosaurs and dragon insects..."

"Blood sacrifice requires the right time and place to be harmonious with people!" Afraid that Lannaer would not understand, Ranila said in detail after pondering for a while.

"The favor and destiny of the gods, the connection between one's own blood and dragons, the legacy of the Blackstone magic civilization, and the extraordinary level of magic...even the song of flames using volcanoes and magma!
There is no second Valyria in the world. "

Even if those nobles wanted to use the blood sacrifice, they would not get magical blood, it was just futile!

Targaryen is not the only Valyrian lineage, who can control dragons because of destiny: the savior will be born in the land of smoke and salt.

The Witch Mirri Duur uses black magic to exchange death and blood for new life. Is she comparable to the great wizard of Valyria?
This is not the case, because the object is Daenerys, and the dragon egg can be rejuvenated. If it is someone else, it is thanks to the gods that no shadow monsters will come out of the egg.

"It's impossible for them to use magic to exchange for the blood of the dragon, the times have changed!"

In this era, transforming into a different ghost is more in line with the "destiny" operation. After all, like the Night King, riding a ghoul dragon is also riding a dragon!

"There are only two ages that can reawaken miracles, one is the age of Valyria, and the other is the age of... the messiah." That is the timeline of Daenerys.

As for now, even if the trading city-state captures the fire dragon insects in the volcanic magma, goes to the rainforest to hunt pterosaurs, kills its own relatives, and uses various means to please the gods... It is useless to obtain Valyrian blood!

No one can control the dragon, except Targaryen, this is the unfairness of this world.

If Rhaenyra was just an ordinary nobleman, it was obvious that she would never have anything to do with dragons for the rest of her life.

"So this secret...is my poisonous plan!" Rhaenyla revealed the whole thing helplessly, "Think about it, the Targaryen royal family now has the most dragon eggs in the world."

"But there are three more in Braavos, plus maybe some ruin or treasure location, the wild dragon's lair...will give someone else a dragon egg.

So I want to lie to people, to lie to them that blood sacrifices can hatch dragons, so that they can..."

Cannibalism!

Blood sacrifices cannot hatch dragon eggs at all, wild baby dragons need volcanoes and earth fires to be born, and royal dragons need dragon dreams... There are many conditions.

"The Valyrians just needed blood sacrifices in the early stage, and it wasn't that the thousands of dragons that hatched later killed all their relatives..."

Likewise, Dany updated her version so that she doesn't have to kill her bastard relatives if she continues to hatch dragons...provided she gets a dragon egg.

Rhaenila just wanted to make a difference in the information, so that everyone would mistakenly think that the ability to control the dragon can still be obtained through the blood sacrifice.

After all, they only know the first half of the secret, and the second half (Dani's timeline) is known to no one except Rhaenyla.

"It turns out that blood sacrifices can't hatch dragons." Lanna stuck out her tongue, and after hearing her explanation, she understood a little bit.

"Let's go, let's go, it's late at night, go back to practice magic."

The sea surface has calmed down, only the fishing fires of the stars can be seen, and the dragon group is also extremely quiet at the moment, the giant beasts have been living in their lairs for a long time.

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"I want to see the princess! I want to see the princess!" Alfred, the guard of Dragonstone Island, was very senior and quite prestigious, but that was in the past.

Now he was captured and imprisoned in the prison of Dragonstone Island. The tree fell and the monkeys scattered, and even Tom the fisherman could come and taunt him.

"Meet the princess? Do you think it's possible?" Tom and the prison guards were squatting on the stone steps and chatting. Hearing this, he turned his head and smiled.

"Whoever asked you to release those three illegitimate children without permission will be in great trouble."

Alfred's eyes were gloomy, and he thought to himself, "I was only arrested because I was in secret association with the illegitimate child.

The princess probably doesn't know that I'm a member of the Hightower family..."

So he shouted, "I am also a nobleman! How can I be imprisoned casually? I want to see the princess and defend myself."

"This..." Fisherman Tom was a little worried, "He is indeed right."

Nobles naturally have more privileges than commoners, although Alfred is just a small knight and doesn't even have a fief.

"Let's ask the Master Steward!" After all, Alfred was also one of the "Three Giants" of Dragonstone Island. This is the nickname they used privately—except for the Steward and the bachelor Glades.

He is the most powerful.

Who knows if he can be pardoned again?
The two came to the castle together, and after explaining their intentions, the guards led them into the hall.

It just so happened that Rhaenyla was here to listen to the Dragonstone Island manager report on the situation on the island.

After she handed a few letters to the steward, she whispered, "Send it to King's Landing!"

Then looked at Tom, "You said Alfred wanted to see me?"

"Yes... yes... yes, princess!" Tom's tongue was tied with tension.

Sure enough, the popularity of the royal family is really extraordinary...

Tom was still on a errand in his heart, but Rhaenella called the guard at the door.

"Go and call me Long Wei!"

"Yes, Your Highness."

"Go, Tom, show Longwei the way."

Rhaenila lightly enjoined.

Tom leaned back, still confused.

"Could it be that Sir Alfred is going to be released?" He couldn't help biting his fingernails, "I wouldn't have ridiculed the nobles if I knew it, and I will be taught a lesson..."

The dragon guards wore armor and kept their eyes on each other. When they entered the dungeon, they asked Tom in a daze, "Which cell is it?"

"This..." Tom pointed to the biggest door in the prison, "I'll help Sir open the door."

"No need!" Long Wei's indifferent voice sounded, and he stepped forward steadily with a spear in his hand.

"Did the princess ask you to release me?" Alfred raised his head and asked, overjoyed.

"Puchi!" It was the sound of spears piercing into the body, and several dragon guards stabbed at the middle-aged knight with sharp blades in their hands.

Tom remained where he was, not reacting until blood spattered his face.

Long Wei was already gently wiping his gun blade, "Go and dispose of the corpse."

After finishing speaking, he left the dungeon, leaving only Alfred lying on the ground with his eyes stared upside down.

"Dead..." Tom entered the cell, checked it, and then sat on the ground and muttered.

The commander of the guards who once covered the sky with one hand on Dragonstone Island died in such a useless way.

"You are so stupid," Tom said to himself. "What about the nobles? Dragonstone is owned by Her Royal Highness!"

After finishing speaking, Tom spat at the corpse, proudly took off the money bag on his body, and smiled after opening it.

"Okay, I'll just throw you into the magma and burn you to ashes, so that you don't stink and rot, and let the master scold me."

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Rhaenila heard the sound of Longwei returning in the hall.

It seems people have solved it!

"This Alfred is the dark thread of the Hightower family. If he continues to be in power and connects a bunch of dark people casually, the Targaryen clan will be unstable."

The Green Party won Dragonstone Island, and this little knight contributed a lot.

Rhaenyla had long seen him as a thorn in her side, but he wanted to jump up.

(End of this chapter)