iron throne of ice and fire

Chapter 545 Fishing Net
Lord Davos' eyes were filled with relief. He patted his second son's shoulder with his broad palm and said earnestly, "Arad, Sir Per is a respectable knight. You must work diligently under him."

Sir Arad stood tall and nodded slowly: "I understand. I will remember your teachings, father."

Patting him gently again, Davos hung up his cloak, then walked aside and slowly sat down on the folding chair.

The charcoal fire in the brazier crackled, reflecting his slightly tired face.

Seeing this, Sir Arad cleverly poured a glass of wine over and grinned: "I must thank you, father. Lord Pell attaches great importance to your recommendation. If it weren't for you, it would be difficult for me to get this good opportunity."

He reached out to take the wine glass and took a sip of the sour wine, a specialty of the Crab Claw Peninsula. The sour taste instantly spread in his mouth, and Lord Davos couldn't help but frowned.

He exhaled subconsciously, and then said, "Sit down, my son, let's talk."

After Arad sat down, Lord Davos's expression became serious. "You must remember that the respect others show to your father comes from the favor of His Highness Green. The same is true for our Seaworth family. You must always remember this."

Ser Allard poured himself a glass and sat down, his eyes passing over the thinning hair on his father's head, which had become increasingly gray since he was banished by King Stannis.

He couldn't help but feel a little confused. Would his father regret letting Edric Storm (Robert's noble bastard son) go in secret?

No matter what, just look at the result... The Seaworth family has become the beneficiary because they are now vassals of the Regent of the Seven Kingdoms.

But lately, the father has become more and more fond of nagging his sons, repeatedly emphasizing the loyalty that should be fulfilled.

If it were yesterday, Arad would have found an excuse to slip away, but today... he was very patient in listening to his father's "lengthy" teachings.

Sir Arad leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees, and nodded attentively: "I remember, father, I understand everything you said."

Hearing this, Lord Davos was relieved again. Among his seven sons, the second son had the most reckless character. Now... Arad has finally grown up and can listen to his advice of experience.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and fell into recollection: "Back then, when I was a crew member of the Pebble Cat, I followed Captain Rollo Urhores (a Tyroshi sea smuggler and pirate) to the edge of the world. I learned about the existence of the Night's Watch and the Wall in Eastwatch... It was an unforgettable experience. I witnessed the grandeur of the Wall and the perseverance of the Night's Watch."

After a pause, he continued, "Later, Captain Ukhorus was executed by the Night's Watch for selling weapons to the wildlings outside the Wall. This incident frightened me when I was young, but... it was also from then on that I began to understand the rules of this world and the way to survive."

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After taking a sip of wine, he continued, "I finally understand that you can only protect someone with your noble status..."

The expression on Arad's face gradually became stiff, and as he listened, he began to think about slipping away again.

He overestimated himself, and his father's memories and preaching made him a little uneasy.

Huh———Huh———Huh———

Just when Arad thought of a good excuse to leave, a gust of wind suddenly blew, and the curtains at the door were suddenly blown high up, rustling.

Before he could react to this sudden change, his father, Earl Seaworth, had already stood up from his chair with a serious expression and strode towards the tent door.

Arad drank the rest of the wine in the glass in one gulp and hurriedly followed.

Outside the account.

The wind howled, sand and rocks flew everywhere, some small tents were blown down by the strong wind, and the camp was in chaos. Soldiers hurriedly ran around, shouting one after another.

Lord Davos squinted his eyes, facing the strong wind, and stared in the direction of the dock.

The wind was blowing and sand was flying. Sir Arad narrowed his eyes and said loudly, "Father, there is something strange about this wind."

Davos nodded his chin lightly: "This wind is indeed too strange."

He shouted, "Sir Arad, pass on my order and have the soldiers assemble immediately!"

"As ordered!"

Sir Arad took the order and ran quickly.

…………The howling wind swept in like an angry beast, causing huge waves at the Dragonstone Pier.

"what is that?!"

On the "Herd Leader" docked at the pier, an officer held the rope tightly with one hand and waved the other hand in the air, trying to keep his balance. His eyes were wide open with fear and confusion, as if he had seen something incredible.

On the sea in the distance, small long rowing boats, which are rare in Blackwater Bay, are coming towards the dock with the wind in dense numbers.

Those longboats were travelling at a very fast speed, cutting through the rough sea, and the waves split by their bows looked like white manes.

"Gods!"

I don’t know who was the first to scream, and then... those longships suddenly caught fire.

Fanned by the strong wind, the flames spread rapidly, like a fierce wall of fire that surrounded the entire dock.

Flames shot up into the sky, illuminating half the sky red, and thick smoke billowed up into the sky like a giant black dragon.

Driven by the strong wind, these burning longships were like a group of crazy beasts, rapidly approaching the dock, as if they were going to devour everything in front of them.

The longboats burst into flames, forming a wall of fire surrounding the dock.

With the help of the strong wind, they are approaching rapidly, as if they want to devour everything.

"Leave quickly!"

The captain yelled at the top of his lungs, "Quick, quick, quick!"

Amid the howling of the wind, the captains' voices sounded particularly hoarse, and the crew members were frightened by the scene before them and were at a loss as to what to do. Some ran around the deck in panic, while others stood still.

boom---

boom---

boom---

The noise was deafening, and the burning longships were like huge fireballs, slamming into the warships and merchant ships docked at the dock.

In an instant, the hull was smashed to pieces, wooden boards were scattered, and sparks flew.

The ship docked at the pier was instantly ignited, and the fire quickly spread to the pier. Only less than half of the crew members who stayed on the ship had time to evacuate, and those who did not have time to escape were mercilessly devoured by the fire, making miserable screams.

The flames licked madly, and the flammable goods on the dock also burst into flames, enveloping the entire dock in a sea of ​​fire.

All kinds of debris and struggling figures were floating on the sea, and the cries for help and crying on the dock were intertwined, as if the seven levels of hell had descended upon the earth.

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"Protect the Duke of Highgarden!"

A sharp and rapid shout, like a sharp blade, instantly cut through the lively and cheerful atmosphere in the banquet hall.

The hall door, which was originally tightly closed, was suddenly slammed open by a powerful force. The two doors slammed heavily against the wall, shaking the surrounding air.

Then, the Rose Guards dressed in green robes and silver armor rushed in like a tide.

This sudden change left the guests, who were originally immersed in delicious food, wine and laughter, stunned.

There was an immediate commotion in the hall.

The Duke of Metz, whose face was red from drinking, looked over majestically and shouted loudly: "Silence!"

(End of this chapter)