Game of Thrones: I became a crown prince for a day.

Chapter 615: Old Dragon Forced to Move

Chapter 615: Old Dragon Forced to Move
The next day.

At daybreak, a giant black dragon rushed out of the garden of Summerhall.

Great dragons crossed the Bone Road and flew over the Sea of Dorne, which was piled with wrecked ships.

……

Sunspear, coastal area.

The fishermen quietly went out to sea to catch fish and shrimp in the morning.

boom--

A huge monster as black as charcoal flew by, its broad wings blocking out the sun, as if a thick dark cloud was covering the sky.

"dragon!!"

The fishermen screamed and jumped into the sea out of fear.

The fear brought by the Dragon's Wrath ten years ago cannot be erased even after two generations.

“Hiss—”

Fortunately, the ferocious beast only passed by the coast of Dorne and flew towards the border between the Narrow Sea and the Summer Sea.

Above the sky, Rhaegar smiled and patted the dragon's back: "You scared them, glutton."

"Roar!"

The glutton roared from his throat, his chest rising and falling as he quickened his pace.

The man and the dragon got up early and bid farewell to the beautiful environment of Shengxia Hall.

Just on the way, Rhaegar visited Helena and his two children.

The mother and her two children are no simple matter, shouldering the weight of the family and the kingdom.

Margaery, the little rose of Highgarden, and Maris Baratheon of Storm's End, both women are close friends of Helena.

The three women helped each other, united the Reach and the Stormlands, and have been maintaining the safety of Dorne's borderlands for several years.

The civil war in Dorne continues to this day, and the rebels known as the "Orphans of the Greenblood" use guerrilla tactics to fight and move from one battlefield to another.

Represented by Prince Quell of Sunspear, they blocked Prince's Pass and the Bone Road, limiting the rebellion to the desolate deserts of western Dorne.

Occasionally, when rebels attacked the two passes, Helena would control the Dream Fire to repel the enemies.

Maintaining years of peace on Dorne's borderlands.

"Return from Sothoryos and bring the children back to King's Landing to live for a while."

Rhaegar felt the cool sea breeze and made up his mind.

His child can be a dragon or an ordinary person, but he cannot be a sheep.

“His ...

Suddenly, a loud dragon roar resounded throughout the area several miles around, containing endless anger.

"Glutton!"

Rhaegar was startled and rode the dragon straight towards the direction where the dragon's roar came from.

The glutton's pale green pupils narrowed, his thick neck turned, and he flapped his wings and flew towards the east.

Soon, small islands appeared on the vast ocean.

There was a dazzling flash of fire, thick smoke and screams.

“Hiss! Hiss!”

A huge light silver dragon soared into the sky, flapping its wings and wailing miserably.

"The pirate ship of the Three Women's Kingdom!"

Rhaegar recognized the burning ship and the scorpion crossbows that were burning red and melting on the deck.

“Hiss!”

Haiyan circled at a low altitude, and a big hole appeared in the right wing membrane, from which blood flowed out.

Rhaegar frowned and watched the light silver dragon fly up into the clouds and gradually disappear from his sight.

It lies adjacent to the Stepstones, between the Narrow Sea, the Dornish coast, and the Summer Sea.

The troops between the Stepstones are stationed on Bloodstone Island and Grey Gallows Island, and the border areas are poorly guarded.

Slave ships, stowaways and pirates would choose to bypass the garrison and achieve their goals from here without being noticed.

This pirate ship from the Three Women's Kingdom ran into the sea smoke wandering nearby, which was bad luck for them.

Haiyan may not recognize the flags of the Targaryen or Velaryon families, but she definitely remembers the stench of the pirates of the Three Kingdoms.

Its maiden battle was the first Battle of the Stone Islands which lasted for several years.

Rhaegar looked down and saw that the pirate ship had been burned through and sunk, but there were several small boats around it that were still intact.

With the harpy's sails hanging on it, it is obviously a slave ship transporting people to Slaver's Bay.

Rega's eyes flickered, and he wanted to burn it clean.

At this moment, a group of dark-skinned people walked out of the slave ship, waving white flags in their hands.

“Natives of the Summer Islands?”

Rhaegar was interested.

I heard that the people of the Summer Islands are born slaves.

They are strong, well-built and not prone to illness.

Grey Worm said that among the Unsullied who were training together, a small half were from the Summer Islands.

However, due to their lazy nature, their survival rate is not high.

At this time, the dark-skinned native knelt on the deck and begged for mercy in broken Valyrian.

It was obvious at first glance that this was instigated by the slave traders.

Rhaegar hesitated for a moment and did not shout out "Dragon Flame".

Let them go and return to Slaver's Bay.

Rather than being burned to death by the Glutton's dragon flame, there might be a way to survive in Slaver's Bay.

In a split second, Rhaegar looked away: "Let's go, Glutton."

“Hiss—”

The glutton's pupils were cold and indifferent, and he didn't take the little bugs below seriously at all, and flew straight to the continent of Sothoryos.

……

The man and the dragon left not long ago.

Several slave ships sent people to salvage the pirate ship's gold, silver and treasures, and left in a hurry after dividing the money.

The three ships crossed the Narrow Sea and returned to Slave Bay far away in the eastern continent.

A slave ship sailed away from the coast of Dorne and into the Summer Sea towards Oldtown.

The sea breeze blew and the sailboat broke through the waves.

Below deck, the cabin is cramped.

Ragged men, women, old and weak huddled in a corner, all with dejected looks on their faces.

On this ship, no matter what their origin or race, they are all slaves at the mercy of others.

"elder brother."

A white-haired young man was squatting on the deck near the window, with his arms wrapped around his legs.

On his ordinary face, he has a pair of deep blue eyes.

"Don't worry, we're not going to the ruins of the ancient Ghis Empire to rebuild a slave city-state."

The other silver-gold man had a serious look on his face as he held his brother, who looked three points similar to him, in his arms.

"I heard the dragon's roar. It was awesome."

The white-haired young man raised his head and gently rubbed his brother's stubbled beard with his hand.

The silver-blond man lowered his head, eyes full of longing: "A living dragon, how great!"

……

It's approaching noon.

Sothoryos continent, green hell.

"Hang Chih Chih..."

A terrifying dragon with a body length of 180 meters stood tall, its charcoal-black scales reflecting metallic luster in the sun.

The huge mouth of the abyss bit a green-spotted pterosaur, ignoring the other's weak cries, and raised its sharp claws to rip it open.

The edge of a horrific hunting scene.

Rhaegar, dressed in black robes, lit a campfire and roasted a bunch of fruit.

He had just been to the Basilisk Islands.

It still stinks and is infested with a bunch of hungry maggots.

They just changed from slave traders and smugglers to the remnants of the Three Women's Kingdom.

Of course, prostitutes will be preserved, and no one will drive away a group of poor people who are powerless and have to use their bodies as alms.

After a rough inspection, Rega found that the Lizard Islands had been controlled by pirates from the Three Women's Kingdom and had been built into the first line of defense against the outside world.

At the same time, three new city-states were established in the coastal areas of Sothoryos.

They are based on the Island of Tears, the Island of Axe and the Island of Nas respectively.

The former is located behind the Basilisk Islands. The islands are covered with swamps and mud and were once the remains of "Gao Gothos".

It is both an abandoned colony of the ancient Vareliva and ancient Ghis Empire.

One of the latter two is located on the east coast of Sothoryos and is an axe-shaped island.

Nymeria visited there during her voyage with ten thousand ships, but was harassed and driven away by pirates.

Nas Island is independent of Sothoryos, located in the southwest corner of the Basilisk Islands. It has affiliated islands around it and has rich geographical resources.

The site selection for the Three Women's Kingdom to rebuild the city-state was well thought out.

If everything goes well, we will create a Three Cities Alliance that is no less powerful than the previous one.

"It can't be too smooth."

Rhaegar murmured softly.

It is time to consider colonizing Sothoryos.

The last time they captured Slave Bay, they were overthrown soon after and did not have time to send out their nobles to divide the land.

It is not easy for the Three Women's Kingdom to take root in the continent of Sothoryos.

Lei Jia secretly complained: "After returning this time, I have to set a new strategic goal."

The Battle of Qohor was a burden to the kingdom, but it had to be fought. If the kingdom were to mobilize against Sothoryos, it would be easy to be caught in a two-front or even three-front war.

"It is necessary to convene a family council."

Rega made up his mind that he could no longer give the enemy any breathing space in order to develop the economy.

boom--

A strong wind swept through the jungle, the sky was covered with a mossy dark green, and the roar of a dragon as muffled as a heavy drum echoed.

Rhaegar looked up and saw a huge beast flying low.

"His-"

Ulagas stretched his neck and let out a dull roar at the dragon-eating creature below.

The nauseating stench could be smelled from a long distance away.

“Hiss—”

The glutton howled to the sky, his pale green pupils filled with malice.

Rhaegar shook his head, selectively turning a blind eye to the hatred of the two dragons.

After getting to know him for a long time, I found out that Uragas is actually a very wise old dragon.

He is indifferent to everything and spends his time peacefully in his own territory.

It's just that the Glutton has a bad nature and stands against all dragons.

Every dragon that has fought with it is filled with hatred or fear.

Who said its fighting style is extremely fierce?
As a heartless dragon-eating species, it specifically attacks the weak points of its own kind.

"Uragas, come with me once you're healed!"

Rhaegar threw away the burnt fruit skewer and shouted to the sky.

boom--

What responded to him was silence, and the dead leaves and dust raised by the old dragon when he landed.

"Roar……"

Uragas shook its dragon head, and a pair of huge sharp horns bent backwards cut through the tree trunk, opening up a broken path.

Rhaegar stood before the old dragon, welcoming the burning breath in his face as a shadow gradually covered his head.

This old dragon who has wasted his time is worthy of his age and his body is undoubtedly majestic.

If taken alone, the third largest Bronze Fury in the family, Vomitor, is no match for it.

Only Vhagar can cover it firmly.

Rhaegar's eyes lit up and he raised his hands high: "Uragas, come back to Dragonstone with me."

"Roar……"

The old dragon lowered his head silently, rested his rough chin on his palm, and slowly lowered his heavy body like a mountain.

At this time, Rhaegar looked closely and saw the old dragon's body covered with scars.

New wounds cover old wounds, showing the vicissitudes of time.

"This is?"

Rhaegar's expression changed slightly as he discovered a scratch on the dragon's forehead that went through it.

The wound was horrifying, and dirty blood was oozing out with white smoke.

Rhaegar asked alertly, "Have you fought with other wild dragons?"

Such a ferocious scratch is not something that an ordinary opponent can do.

"Roar……"

Ulagas closed his vertical pupils, lowered his dragon head in disappointment, and lay on the ground, refusing to communicate.

Rhaegar was very surprised and continued the conversation: "If I can hurt you, then you should leave with me."

It doesn’t matter whether the opponent is a wild dragon or not.

The goal is to kidnap the rebellious 300-year-old dragon in front of him.

Since the fall of the Red Comet, the magic tide has revived, and many ancient magics that had been dormant have reappeared.

Mogul of the Sea of Smoke, Iragas and Stormclouds hatched by the Bluffs.

Not to mention Rhaegar himself and the short-lived shadow master and water wizard.

Even if Sothoryos really had a second wild dragon, he would not be surprised at all.

"Forget it, let's be tough."

Rhaegar thought about it and took out the Dragon Horn that he had been waiting for a long time.

"Uuuuuu——"

The pitch-black horn held by the two of them suddenly sounded, and an endless buzzing sound echoed within a hundred miles.

Rhaegar's eyes were closed, and his true form as a dragon was revealed, with black flames surrounding him.

In an instant, the black robe moved without wind, swaying and twisting like a shadow.

“Hiss—”

The Glutton roared, and a dragon-shaped inscription appeared in his pale green vertical pupils. He flapped his wings and flew into the air.

He didn't even care about the remains of the pterosaur that he had bitten into pieces.

"His-"

The old dragon in front of him opened his vertical pupils, revealing a human-like surprise, and crawled backwards vigilantly.

It had heard the sound of the horn more than once in the cold underground dragon cave.

Every time the sound was heard, one or two of their kind would die.

"Uuuuuu——"

Rhaegar remained unmoved and pulled out a bloodstained, moss-colored scale from his sleeve.

The scales are as big as an adult's palm and the surface is shattered.

These were the scales that fell off after the old dragon was injured.

Rhaegar operated calmly, rubbing the dragon's horn with the scale in his hand, and the hot blood was absorbed into the black surface made of Valyrian steel.

hum-

In an instant, the horn glowed with a hazy red glow, and tiny words appeared on it.

The small characters are stacked one on top of the other, interweaving into a green dragon-shaped inscription.

"His-"

Ulagas' pupils widened in surprise, and suddenly he felt a sense of blood connection, which made his blood boil.

Although he was doubtful, Lao Long did not act rashly.

It values the silver-haired human in front of it and does not want to hurt each other.

"Uuuuuu——"

Rhaegar gathered his strength and played, secretly applying the technique of "Dragon Dance".

The old dragon gradually calmed down and crawled on the ground again.

"follow me."

At the end of the song, Rhaegar's face turned pale and he held out his hand to invite him: "You are already a Targaryen dragon, you can't run away!"

"Roar……"

Ulagas tilted his head, as if pondering the meaning, then stood up and began to fly.

boom--

The Glutton swooped down from the sky, landed at its original location, and swung its tail to grab the rider.

"Let's go!"

Rhaegar climbed onto the dragon's back with a smile on his face.

“Hiss—”

The Glutton soared into the sky, caught up with the rejuvenated old dragon, and spit out a breath of dark green dragon flame in protest.

Without even looking, the old dragon rushed headfirst through the ember-like dragon flame and headed towards the Summer Sea.

Just move, it's no big deal.

……

Dorne, Sunspear.

Prince Quayle, at a young age, paced around the palace with a worried look on his face.

Sorrow!

Dorne is facing internal and external troubles, and the red sea monster suddenly appears.

The Greenblood River, on which Sunspear depends for its survival, is controlled by the Iron Throne, and only 30% of the profits can be distributed each year.

Not much, but enough to maintain a rich life.

The Red Sea Monster of the Iron Islands was on a rampage, capturing the natives of the Summer Islands and looting merchant ships on the Summer Sea.

It seriously affected maritime trade and affected the income of the Martell family.

"What should I do!"

Quill's face turned pale and he kept grabbing his hair in worry.

“Hiss—”

Suddenly, a dragon roar as loud as a bell rang out.

Quill was startled and ran to the glass window on his short legs.

The three walls of Shadow City stand tall.

boom--

A pitch-black dragon shadow flashed by, and then chased after a dark green dragon.

Two giant dragons stood side by side, hovering over Yangji City.