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

Chapter 629: The Second Generation Dragon Herder

I don't know how long it took, but the sky gradually darkened.

"Roar——"

Uragas flew eastward, across the ocean from Sunspear and into the Broken Isles.

The old dragon glanced back from time to time, flapping his wings slowly and steadily.

Despite being seriously injured, he still tried his best to take care of the young driver.

Compared to the grumpy old lady like Vhagar, she looks like an elegant lady who has not aged.

Rumbling--

Suddenly, golden flames erupted in the distance and thick smoke billowed out of a large area.

Faintly, there was the noise of shouting and killing.

Ulagas' pupils were indifferent. He circled in place and turned back to the lemon grove where he was temporarily staying.

The old dragon and the young dragon who had intruded without permission were still in the territory and had no time to watch the fun.

As he thought this, Yangji City appeared again at the end of the sea level.

"Hmm~"

Baeron gradually woke up from his coma and opened his eyes in confusion.

Looking around, I saw dark green scales like moss beneath its body, and a pair of broad wings with milky yellow wing membranes spaced far apart on both sides.

"Uragas, is that you?"

Baelon shook his head and climbed up from the flat dragon's back.

"Roar……"

Ulagas's pupils moved vertically in response to the young master's question.

It is very docile and answers all questions.

"Hehe, I'm confused."

Baelon smiled and stroked the rough scales beneath his body.

The old dragon is a special breed, with slow growth despite old age, and still maintaining its prime at 300 years old.

His body is covered with scars, and it is obvious that he has gone through countless hardships.

"You have no saddle and no dorsal fin."

Baeron, who was riding a dragon for the first time, was like a curious baby, observing the old dragon as if he were looking at a treasure.

The tattered saddle had long been worn away by the old dragon, making it much more difficult for the rider.

Rumbling--

The man and the dragon were in the running-in period when the Broken Islands in the distance roared and the flames and thick smoke were clearly visible under the dim sky.

"What happened?"

Baerlon looked at it in surprise.

"Roar……"

Uragas didn't want to pay attention, and his huge figure flew back to Sunspear City, attracting the attention of the other two dragons.

"Hiss!"

Iragas's scarlet vertical pupils glowed, and he shot up into the sky like an arrow, surrounding the old dragon who was fighting side by side with him.

Belron smiled happily: "I succeeded, Iragas."

As he spoke, he waved his arms happily, as if calling his friends to play together.

Iragas turned his head away proudly and hid himself in the red sunset clouds.

"His-"

Vhagar shook his dragon head violently several times, and his huge old body slowly climbed up, his ferocious momentum only increasing.

The average lifespan of a dragon is two hundred years.

As a 181-year-old dragon, physical aging is inevitable, but it does not mean that his fighting power has weakened.

Often, only in the twilight years of a dragon can it unleash amazing potential never before seen in its entire life.

"Stop the war, Vhagar!"

Baeron's face was solemn, and he spoke in Dragon Taming Language: "Don't sacrifice in vain."

Vhagar is a member of the family and one of the most important founding dragons of the Targaryen family.

Fearless fighting will only increase casualties and will not alleviate the pain of inner trauma.

As an old dragon who has experienced three riders in his lifetime, Vhagar has rich experience beyond that of an ordinary dragon.

This experience will become an inescapable haze when every driver dies.

Vhagar is too old.

Too much has been lost.

"Roar!!"

Vhagar looked up, and the wrinkled flesh and blood on his drooping jaw became surprisingly quiet.

After a great battle, the depression in my heart dissipated.

At this moment, I can finally hear the sounds from the outside world.

Seeing this, Baeron smiled with relief and leaned over to gently stroke the rough scales.

What else is there to be dissatisfied with?

The sun gradually sets and thick smoke from the sea covers the sky.

Belron was in a daze, and his confused thoughts suddenly became clear. He asked suspiciously: "Is that the Stone Steps Islands?"

As soon as I thought of this, my body sat up reflexively.

"Follow me now, Uragas!"

Baelon looked anxious, bending his dragon whip and hitting the thick scales.

Without utilizing the fire magic in the blood, the dragon taming items will not work.

Ordinary beatings can better command the dragon.

"Roar——"

Ulagas's pupils remained calm as he naturally changed direction and roared over the raging sea.

Since it grew to its peak, it has never been bullied except for the time it suffered a defeat at the hands of that dark and cunning dragon-eating creature.

The driver gave the order, so let’s go and take a look.

"Hiss!"

A black dragon head emerged from the clouds, its scarlet vertical pupils complex.

Looking down at the grumpy old dragon below, only the dilapidated wounds were left, and its huge body had long disappeared.

……

Stone Steps Islands.

"Attack, shoot that golden dragon down!"

Dalton Greyjoy had a crazy look on his face as he personally controlled a scorpion crossbow and aimed at the dragon.

Dozens of Iron Islands warships attacked Bloodstone Island, quickly defeated the weak patrol fleet, and rushed to the dock where caravans came and went to loot.

"Hiss!!"

A giant golden dragon rushed left and right, dodging the encirclement of dozens of scorpion crossbows while burning nearby warships.

"Attack, Kagero!"

Aegon's face was full of anger. He was wearing black steel armor and riding a dragon. He was so anxious that he even spoke the Common Language.

He is the Prince of the Stonehenge Islands and also the Governor-General of the Straits of Hong Kong.

Looking at the iron race burning, killing and looting below, my heart ached and bled.

"Damn Ironborn!"

Aegon gnashed his teeth and said indignantly: "You only pick on the weak. If you have the guts, go and attack King's Landing."

call out!call out!
Several steel spears flew out and grazed Yang Yan's neck.

Yang Yan used his long neck to dodge flexibly, making sharp explosions of shock and anger. "Hurry up, burn them all!"

Aegon forgot the dragon-taming language for a moment and patted the dragon's back to urge it to attack.

"Hiss!"

Yang Yan was very smart. He leaned over and rushed towards the warship that was hit by the golden squid, and sprayed golden dragon flames from afar to clear the way.

The steel spear flying towards him turned red and softened, and had no killing power when it hit the golden scales.

boom--

The dragon flame slammed into the warship and spread rapidly like a drop of ink in a pool.

Accompanied by countless screams, the entire battleship turned into a candle on the sea.

"do you died?"

Aegon was greatly inspired and searched for the red monster that commanded the fleet of the Iron Islands.

"Shoot him!!"

Suddenly, a black-haired figure climbed onto another warship, shouting and directing a volley of scorpion crossbows.

shhhhhh!
More than a dozen steel spears rushed towards the young dragon that was surrounded quickly and fiercely.

Yang Yan thrust his slender body upward, dodging most of the arrows and spears.

Pfft!

Just as he was about to escape, a fine steel spear flew out from the darkness and pierced through one of his wings with a pale pink wing membrane.

Soon, more steel spears came overwhelmingly.

Yang Yan tried his best to adjust his body, but was still hit and covered in blood.

In one careless move, a spear flew past his sturdy chest, breaking large pieces of scales and flesh.

"Hiss!!"

Yang Yan screamed, but it was too late to fly high again, and he fell down like a kite with a broken string.

"Haha, well done!"

The Red Kraken laughs and grabs a scorpion crossbow, ready to slay the dragon himself.

He formed an alliance with the Three Cities Alliance and obtained a large amount of money, excellent warships, and scorpion crossbows.

You can earn more rewards by capturing the Stone Steps Archipelago.

Anyway, the Iron Islands have been destroyed. I can just take the money and run to the continent of Essos, and be the notorious King Dalton.

"no no!"

Compared to the excited red sea monster, Aegon, who was falling continuously, was almost collapsed.

He hadn't fought a serious war for a long time, and his dragon-riding skills were unfamiliar, so he didn't know how to deal with it.

It seemed that he was about to become the second member of the family to fall under the Scorpion Crossbow.

The defeat of our own side and the rampant laughter of the enemy.

Scenes seemed to flash before my eyes, like a slide show before my life ended.

"Roar——"

A majestic dragon with moss-colored scales rushed out, spitting out green dragon flames like ink, which instantly melted the steel spears in the sky.

Rumbling--

The huge body was like a meteor, breaking through the air resistance and making an explosive sound.

The giant dragon's pupils revealed a ferocious look, and it swooped down at low altitude with its tail sweeping across, knocking over several warships in one fell swoop.

"Hiss! Hiss!"

Yang Yan screamed and twisted, and just before falling into the water, he turned over and flew back up into the sky in a shocking and dangerous manner.

Aegon's face was dazed, and he was almost frightened.

Just then, a familiar cry came to my ears: "Dragon Flame, Iragas!"

"Roar——"

Iragas, who was roaming the battlefield, flew high at the sound, and the dragon flame dyed the entire sea into a dizzying green, as if a lemon grove was planted on the sea.

With a look of anger on his face, Baeron lay on the dragon's back and looked down upon the fleet of ships.

He knew that the Stone Steps Islands were in danger.

It turns out to be the damn iron type. What a narrow road for enemies to cross.

Feeling the sharp wind hitting his face, Aegon gradually woke up. Seeing his nephew riding the dragon, he murmured, "Thank the gods."

The voice just fell.

"His-"

"Hiss..."

Two giant dragons, one green and one black, flew through the thick smoke, rushed over the Iron Islands' fleet, and spewed out scorching dragon flames.

"follow me!"

Baeron shouted loudly, ordering the dragons to attack as expected.

Regardless of his injuries, Vhagar swayed in the air like an insurmountable mountain.

Iragas was agile and nimble, hanging tightly behind the two old dragons, spewing explosive dragon flames from time to time.

The coordination of the three dragons was a little awkward, but the effect was devastating.

Aegon was in a trance, and was stunned when he saw his dragonless nephew suddenly command three dragons: "Huh?"

He looked at Yang Yan who was injured and crying below him, and then looked at the three giant dragons dancing wildly opposite.

For a fragile heart that is used to giving up, this is an indescribable blow.

"Dragon Flame, burn them all!"

All Baeron knew was that he had saved his silly uncle and was waving his dragon whip to pursue the victory.

After transforming into a dragonborn, he now has the ability to herd giant dragons with a dragon taming whip in hand.

But the other two dragons did follow spontaneously.

Vhagar arrived first, busy venting his anger.

Iragas followed him and launched the attack with ease.

After the little liar apologized, the petty-minded Zilong silently forgave him.

Even if we fail to establish a bond, we are willing to help out a little out of the deep friendship of sharing weal and woe.

Just like that useless and cowardly gray dragon.

"Roar——"

Uragas was relatively lightly injured and became the main force in the Battle of the Stone Steps Islands, burning more than twenty warships in one go.

As night falls, dozens of candles are lit at sea.

The iron races were either killed or injured, and the few lucky ones fell into the sea, facing the biting fish and the cold water.

"You despicable iron race, I'll see if you dare to cause trouble again."

As the bright moonlight shone down, Baeron rode a giant dark green dragon and stayed in the air, looking down at the blood-red sea.

The hatred for the attack on the Riverlands and the resentment for the Stonehenge Islands.

He even had a conflict with the Ironborn of the Iron Islands.

……

Bloodstone Island.

"Hiss~~"

Yangyan lay on the ground, panting due to fatigue and injuries.

Aegon lay on the other side, crying silently: "Why is the gap so big?"

Before, he was still a good nephew who was not a dragon and could be teased casually.