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

Chapter 617: The New Ruler of Slaver's Bay

boom--

Suddenly, a strong wind blew, and a dark dragon shadow flashed across the sky, and then fell to the ground like a meteorite.

"Hiss-"

The glutton had pale green pupils and a cold expression. He stretched his neck to look around, opened his huge mouth and roared wildly.

Suddenly, the Green River was filled with wind and waves, and the air temperature suddenly rose.

"Gulu~~"

Dozens of ragged orphans swallowed together, their throats dry as they stared at the pitch-black dragon.

"dragon!!"

After waiting for a while, someone shouted and the crowd on both sides of the river bank dispersed.

The scene was no less than a mass escape.

The glutton looked at the rider with contempt as he slowly crawled towards him, standing tall like a mountain.

A surprise attack on the stupid driver?
Absolutely impossible!

Everything happened so fast, in a flash.

Rhaegar was stunned for a moment, then he slowly sheathed the Blackfire, leaned against the big dragon and shrugged: "The crisis is over."

The top dragon riders are helpless: humans and dragons are connected in mind, so there is no such thing as a surprise attack.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty."

Quill was trembling all over, extremely nervous about facing the dragon head-on.

He was still in Rhaegar's arms, like a little chicken with its neck tucked in.

"You're being watched, boy."

Rhaegar let go of him and looked at the orphans' fleeing backs: "Are they the Greenblood River Orphans?"

Using identities to cover up one's tracks is hard to guard against.

"Yes, I didn't expect that."

Quill gradually regained his sanity.

"If you can't defeat them, then assassinate or murder them. This is an old Dornish tactic."

Rhaegar sneered, not impressed.

The despicable methods of the Dornish are clearly recorded in history books.

After saying that, he strode towards the lemon grove behind.

"Your Majesty, what about the Yasha ship?"

Quill was anxious at the thought of almost being killed.

"You can go chase them."

Without even turning his head, Rhaegar said nonchalantly, "Ordinary people cannot resist the methods of wizards."

The sailboat and the slender figure gave him the feeling of a typical shadow binder.

Even if you catch up on a dragon, it will be difficult to eradicate the weeds completely.

"Your Majesty, where are you going?"

Quill gritted his teeth and chose to follow the king's footsteps.

How safe it feels to have a dragon that can drop from the sky at any time.

……

Lemon grove.

“Hurulu~~”

The dark green old dragon lay on the ground, its scarred head resting on the bushes, and a thunderous snoring sound came out of its rough throat.

"Wake up, Ulagas!"

Rhaegar stepped closer and patted the old dragon's rough snout.

I had originally wanted to stay in Yangjing City for one night, but now I have no idea.

Someone hired an Asshai wizard to assassinate Prince Dorne, which seriously crossed the bottom line.

He had to return to King's Landing as soon as possible, find the mastermind behind the scenes and the vested interests, and send troops to strengthen the naval blockade of the Strait of Hormuz connecting the coast of Dorne.

The murderer could not have escaped from the Four Cities Alliance of Bluffs, or the remnants of the Three Women's Kingdom of Sothoryos.

If they want to fight, then they should flex their muscles.

See if they remain arrogant when the giant dragon flies in front of them.

"Your Majesty, are you leaving?"

Quill's eyes were filled with tears, and he was very reluctant to leave.

Since the death of their father, Prince Keoren, the Martell family's control over Dorne has become increasingly weak.

Now that our lives and property are directly threatened, how can we not be afraid?

Rega looked back and saw the boy hiding behind a lemon tree about ten meters away, pretending to wipe his tears.

Smart children are used to acting nice and coquettish.

It is not a disguise for the weak.

Rhaegar patted the old dragon with one hand and beckoned with the other: "Come here, I will give you a parting gift."

Hearing this, Quill's eyes lit up, he overcame his fear of the dragon, and ran over happily.

"Roar……"

The old dragon roared at an untimely moment, and a scorching breath rushed out.

Quill's face turned pale and he almost fell to the ground.

Rhaegar helped him up and distanced himself from the sleeping old dragon.

"Your Majesty, what gift?"

Quill's lips trembled, and his small eyes stared at the dark green dragon that stood as still as a mountain.

Could it be that the king wants to leave a dragon for Dorne?

"Think beautifully!"

Lei Jia was speechless and took out a blue crystal plate with an inscription on it. "This is an ornament carved from a special gem. It can block evil spirits and temptations. Keep it for self-defense."

Unlike the Targaryens, Martell does not possess blood magic and is naturally resistant to magic.

A little bit of bewitching magic was enough to make it spin around in circles.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Quill accepted the crystal card like a treasure and immediately hung it around his neck.

After giving the instructions, Rhaegar walked towards the old dragon, intending to wake him up.

boom--

The Glutton flew overhead, its dragon wings casting a large shadow and spreading the smell of ash.

"Roar!!"

Ulagas opened his vertical pupils, climbed up, cleared a space with his dragon tail, and lay down lazily again.

This burnt woods is great.

Not far from Sothoryos, it occasionally returns to hunt Pterosaurs.

There are lively humans and livestock nearby, which is more prosperous than the lonely days before.

The most important thing.

The old dragon does not like to eat dragon species and refuses to live on the same land.

"You're going to stay here, Ulagas?"

Rhaegar frowned, this was unexpected.

"Roar……"

The old dragon nuzzled the other with his dragon kiss, resting his chin on the ash-covered tree trunk, finding the comfort of being in the green hell.

It prefers nature to rocky islands.

"Stay here, you might even run into a wild dragon."

Rhaegar rested his forehead against the dragon's mouth and looked directly into the amber pupils. Unlike the restless and indifferent eyes of ordinary dragons, they were filled with calm wisdom.

The longer the contact time, the more the old dragon's hidden wisdom becomes apparent.

"Roar……"

The old dragon growled, clearly not showing any concern.

Rhaegar had mixed feelings and was in no rush to force it.

He originally wanted to look for the "white wild dragon" mentioned by the fishermen in the continent of Sothoryos, but the dragon horn did not work.

If that wild dragon was not a sea smoke fishing in the sea, but a real giant beast.

It turns out that the wild dragons' range has expanded to the Summer Sea, and Uragas is not safe in Dorne.

Besides, who knows if anyone would dare to try to tame a dragon.

If it succeeds, I will lose all my money.

"Roar!"

Uragas seemed to see what he was thinking, and Dragon Kiss nudged his chest, indicating the Dragon Horn in the space necklace.

The two sides established a tenuous connection with the help of dragon-hunting props.

It won't allow little bug-like humans to get close.

Rhaegar was still reluctant.

There are more than twenty dragons in the family, and both the Dragon Cave in King's Landing and Dragonstone are a bit crowded.

After losing their riders, Vhagar and Sea Smoke have been wandering ever since.

If Ulagas continues to be in the opposition, what difference does that make from staying in Sothoryos?
"His Majesty!"

Just as he was thinking about it, a group of guards came hurriedly.

One of them held the envelope in his hand and handed it to Belis of the Kingsguard, ignoring Prince Quayle's gaze.

Belis looked serious, opened the package, confirmed it was correct, and then handed it to the king.

Rhaegar's eyes flashed, and he took out the letter to check it.

After reading it carefully, his face suddenly became solemn.

"Ruler of Slaver's Bay!"

The letters came from King's Landing, containing intelligence about Qohor and Slaver's Bay.

The former won the battle, there is nothing much to say.

The latter suddenly emerged as a new ruler who integrated Slave Bay and detained the visiting Tailan.

"The territory of the old Ghis Empire always makes trouble for old Valyria."

Rhaegar gritted his teeth and whistled to the sky.

"Hiss-"

The glutton waited for a long time and slowly landed on the ground.

Rhaegar climbed onto the dragon's back and took one last look at the old dragon who was reluctant to get up. "I'll find you a rider."

Let’s live in the lemon grove first.

If a wild dragon really invades, it can also serve as a warning.

He had to return to King's Landing.

The battle of Qohor was won, and the situation among the three continents changed immediately.

……

Slave Bay.

Meereen, the Great Arena.

"Oh, well done!"

"Use your strength to smash this country bumpkin to pieces..."

"..."

Thousands of people gathered in the audience, cheering for the "duel" off the field.

The wide arena was deliberately covered with muddy quagmire.

Two figures rolled in the mud, punching each other.

To be precise, one side was swinging its fist at the other.

"Haha, poor curly-haired lion."

A rough, muscular man, six and a half feet tall, with purple hair and wearing layers of women's skirts, wiggled his hips.

"Ho ho~~"

A blond figure was lying in the mud, his head and face covered in mud, gasping miserably.

"Come on, idiot!"

The purple-haired man was named Racharino Rainden, a famous pirate.

During the First Battle of the Stepstones, he formed an alliance with Prince Keoren of Dorne and forced Daemon to retreat, as he could not stand the barrenness of the islands.

He briefly occupied the Stone Steps Islands and became king.

Recharino grabbed the blond figure and punched him twice in the stomach, causing him to vomit acid.

He raised his hands and shouted, patting the woman's plump breasts under her skirt.

He is a tall and strong man, but he has a delicate heart.

in the audience.

A beautiful girl in an animal skin skirt and with silver-gold braids sat and tasted red grapes that were rarely seen in the past.

"Madam, you are too much to treat my brother like this!"

Beside her, Tailan looked unreasonable, and it was impossible to just sit back and watch.

In the arena below, Recharino once again pulled up the blond figure and pressed him into the mud to bathe him.

"Woo~~"

Jason Lannister raised his head as hard as he could, almost unable to hold on: "Let me go, I'll give you money."

Seven gods above!

He simply followed his brother to Slave Bay to do business and take back the colonies that the king had promised to grant.

How could a duke of a territory be subjected to such abuse?

"Ma'am, isn't that enough for you?"

Seeing his brother suffer, Tailan was indifferent as to his joy or anger, and he defended him as the second son.

The silver-haired girl turned her head and knocked the branch-like scepter on the ground, saying unhappily, "Be careful with your address, Lord Tailan."

Tailan's voice choked, and he spoke with difficulty: "Queen, Her Majesty the Queen of Meereen."

My brother deserves to die for saying such unscrupulous words.

The two brothers were born only five minutes apart, but their treatment was very different.

Sometimes he wondered if he was the one born first and the midwife just made a mistake.

The silver-haired girl raised her chin slightly and pretended to be majestic: "Let him go, Recharino."

It can be seen that the change of identity was a bit sudden and he has not yet adapted to the power and comfort of the superior.

"Well, Your Majesty!"

With a shy look on her face, Recharino twisted her waist as thick as a bucket and pulled the dazed Jason out of the quagmire.

When Tailan saw this, he argued: "Your Majesty, we are here for a peaceful exchange."

How can you just beat someone like this?

unacceptable!

"It didn't hit you, Lord Tailan?"

The silver-haired girl frowned slightly and said reasonably: "You are a modest and polite gentleman, but your brother is stupid and arrogant, and he should be punished."

As soon as they met, he called her a bastard and tried to divide the land that they had finally unified.

Three hundred years ago, this smelly creature wouldn't even be worthy of being fed to a dragon.

(End of this chapter)