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

Chapter 631 Brave Belron
Half a month after the Battle of the Shijie Islands.

Sothoryos continent, Axe Island.

The deserted island is covered with primeval forests and rugged rocks, and flocks of birds and beasts appear from time to time.

Bang! Bang!
At the foot of a rocky mountain adjacent to the coast, a group of ragged young men were wielding pickaxes and using carts to carry gravel.

"Hurry up, don't be lazy!"

The overseers dressed as mercenaries held long whips and urged every slave to work hard.

Anyone who is not careful will be whipped immediately.

Next to the mine where stone is mined.

Two silver-haired men were standing next to each other, one was digging stones and the other was picking up stones.

"Brother, I'm hungry."

The thinner, silver-haired young man panted, picked up a pile of stones and threw them on the cart.

His originally fair face is now dark and thin.

"Just bear with it, dinner won't be served until noon."

The other one swung the pickaxe hard, dug out a large stone, picked it up and put it on the cart, then took out a piece of sweat-soaked black bread from his collar.

The loaf was only half the size of a palm, made of rye flour mixed with husks and bran, and was as hard as Valyrian steel.

He casually put it in his brother's hand and turned around to continue working.

"Brother, you left me some more."

The silver-haired young man looked ashamed and couldn't swallow the black bread.

I really can't swallow it and I can't even bite it.

"Eat quickly, before anyone else snatches your food away."

Kiran drooped his eyelids and glanced around at the slaves who were staring at him eagerly.

As fellow slaves, they would starve to death if they could not die.

He and his brother Kil were lucky, or perhaps their silver-gold Valyrian blood brought them privileges, so they could get an extra piece of black bread every day.

Not starving to death, but barely alive.

"I thought we could live a good life."

The younger brother, Gil, looked dejected and kicked his brother.

After they left the Sea of ​​Smoke, they were first captured by the newly established slave city-state at the ruins of the Old Ghis Empire, and then sold to the Academy City in the Western Continent.

In the dark academy, he was almost used for human research.

Later, it was sold to Volantis, but was stopped by pirates from the Three Women's Kingdom and was almost attacked by a dragon.

At that time, the two brothers hugged each other and kissed passionately, saying their final goodbyes.

Who would have thought that so many years had passed since the apocalypse.

There are so many giant dragons that they can be seen everywhere, attacking passing ships.

Fortunately, the brothers were rescued just after the kiss.

pity……

Jilan's face darkened as he gritted his teeth and said, "It's a pity that the one who rescued us was also a pirate. It would be better for him to be burned to death by the dragon flame."

"you do not say."

My younger brother, Keel, nodded his assent, nearly knocking out his teeth from chewing the black bread.

The food in the academy is good, but it is not a place for people to stay.

Kiran's face turned even darker, and the pickaxe was almost leaving an afterimage.

The two brothers came from the Sea of ​​Smoke, and their ancestral home was the ruins of the city-state "Oros" next to the Fourteen Fire Peaks.

That is the brother city-state of Tria across the sea.

After the doomsday catastrophe, Oros was shrouded in toxic smoke and haze all year round, making it completely unsuitable for human survival.

Many tribesmen reproduced from generation to generation, and most of the children they gave birth to were stillborn, deformed, or monsters...

By their generation, all the tribesmen had died, leaving only two brothers who were relatively normal.

Because of their long-term living together and combined with the customs of the Valyrian people, some incidents that go beyond family affection occur.

Until a few years ago, the fog in the sea of ​​​​smoke became much thinner and the underground volcanoes became dormant.

The two brothers picked up planks from a wrecked ship and luckily walked out of the sea of ​​smoke.

But once we got out of the sea of ​​smoke, this luck seemed to be gone.

"Work, or you'll be whipped."

Kiran was sweating profusely, just wanting to live a good life.

Restoration family?

Forget it, I don’t even have a dragon egg and my current occupation is still a slave.

According to the overseer, once the city-state is established, these slaves will become civilians.

"I'd rather be eaten by a dragon."

Keel lay dead on the ground.

Rumbling--

Suddenly, the top of the mountain shook, as if something heavy had fallen.

"earthquake!"

Someone shouted and all the slaves ran out in unison.

After leaving the mine, the sky was clear.

Looking up, I saw a green and white winged dragon falling on the rocky mountain, its huge body covered in blood.

"Hiss!!"

A pale shadow pierced through the thin mist, and its withered body pressed on the remains of the pterosaur, tearing it apart frantically with its bloody mouth.

Suddenly, the slaves were stunned.

"dragon!!"

The mercenary supervisor was the first to scream, dropping his whip and running away.

As we all know, the continent of Sothoryos is rich in snakes, lizards and various monsters.

But I haven’t heard of any dragons!

"Gulu~~"

Kiran swallowed and was as stiff as a stone when the pale dragon glanced at him.

A living dragon, a real dragon.

"Dragon! Look at me!"

The next second, Kil's eyes were filled with madness, he tore off his clothes and climbed up the mountain.

Without the tattered clothes to cover his body, large patches of black scales were exposed on his chest and back, and there was a hole in his chest.

Faintly, you can see a beating heart.

Being born in a cursed land, it is inevitable that one will be deformed.

On the other side of his chest, there was a tattoo of a giant green dragon with its head and tail facing each other, coiled in a circle.

That is the symbol of the Belleris family.

"No! Get back now!"

Kiran was frightened and quickly called for his brothers.

He didn't think the brothers could tame a dragon, especially a wild one without an owner.

He once sneaked into a family site under a broken bridge, where there was nothing but the bodies of the stone people.

There is not even a dragon egg fossil!

As it turned out, the family's luck had run out.

As for the two brothers passing on offspring, two men with male children cannot do it.

At this time, the pale wild dragon was eating the corpse of the pterosaur with big mouthfuls, and he heard someone shouting.

The scarlet neck turned and stared at the silver-haired figure that was uglier than itself.

Immediately, the ferocious dragon's mouth curled up into an evil arc.

"dragon!"

Kiel climbed up with great effort, and his palm grasped the stone stained with the blood of the winged dragon.

The two sides got closer and closer until they ran up to each other.

The pale wild dragon had a mouth full of blood. It stretched its neck to watch, and occasionally extended its scarlet tongue to lick it.

"Haha, look..." Kiel waved his hands and got stuck in the middle of his words.

The pale wild dragon's scarlet vertical pupils were full of cunning and mockery, and it opened its bloody mouth to accumulate a ball of fire.

"Hiss!!"

The pale dragon flame spewed out and bloomed everywhere like fireworks.

With a sizzling sound, the flesh and blood are roasted until cooked.

"no no!"

Kiran, who was standing at the foot of the mountain, witnessed this scene and screamed in despair with his eyes wide open.

The pale wild dragon closed its dragon mouth and bit the flesh of its prey to pieces, making a crackling sound of breaking bones.

"Hiss!..."

The wild dragon, having eaten its fill, flew out of the Strange Rock Mountain, leaving behind only the sharp and piercing dragon roar.

……

On the other side, Nas Island.

Blah blah blah...

The waves crashed on the beach and a tattered little boat floated over from afar.

The mercenaries from the Three Women's Kingdom were patrolling as usual and discovered that there were still people alive on the ship.

Soon, several Tyroshis in gorgeous clothes arrived.

"Cough cough..."

A black-haired man struggled to climb up and coughed up a lot of water violently.

"who are you?"

The mercenary stepped forward to ask.

However, the black-haired man just glanced at him, with cruelty in his eyes.

The first thing he did after standing up was to bite off the mercenary's neck and drink his blood like a wild beast.

"Dalton Greyjoy, are you still alive?"

The Tyrosh nobles were shocked and circled around the red sea monster that had killed one of their own people.

I heard that he died in the Stone Steps Islands?

Dalton raised his head, revealing a long, young face, and said in a hoarse voice: "Damn it, you guys don't come to support, are you all useless!?"

If he hadn't been quick enough to dive into the sea and swim for more than ten minutes, he would have escaped from the battlefield.

He has already fed the fish.

"It's not important. How did you get back?"

The Tyroshi nobles didn't take it seriously at all, but just watched the fun.

The distance from the Stone Steps Archipelago to Nas Island is almost across a continent.

"I have plenty of ways!"

Dalton spat out a mouthful of blood foam, grabbed a noble and walked towards the island: "Find me some meat and a ship, the old Targaryen dragon is coming."

As he spoke these words, fear flashed in his eyes.

There were four dragons in total, two of which were old dragons that were bigger than two battleships combined.

The moment I jumped into the sea, I almost cooked my dick.

"What, the Targaryen dragonlord is coming?"

The Tyrosh nobles finally panicked and started to surround the area.

Even though their military strength is not weak, they cannot fight another war against the dragon.

……

Dorne, Sunspear.

"Roar——"

"..."

Three giant dragons circled in the air, two green and one black, entangled with each other, making deafening roars.

Sun Tower, Main Hall.

Prince Quill shrank his neck like a child who had made a mistake.

"Prince, I need you to send troops to help me."

Baelon's eyes were piercing, and he said in a sonorous and powerful voice: "The Iron Islands and the Three Cities Alliance will cause chaos. I have summoned the lords of the Riverlands and formally declared war on them!"

Prince Quill looked embarrassed: "Prince, this is not the order your father left behind."

The king only said to completely block the Summer Sea, but this is not the case.

"Then now we have it."

Baelon would not tolerate rejection and began to feel the oppression of a superior.

To successfully tame the Uragas, some people must pay the price of blood and fire.

Especially Dalton, the Red Sea monster who has disappeared without a trace, must be pulled out of the gutter and eliminated as soon as possible.

Seeing this, Prince Quill was so sad that he could not even cry, and nodded silently.

There weren't many troops left in Yangji City, and many buildings in the city had been destroyed by the dragon battle.

In a word, poor as hell!

Belron didn't care about all this. He strode out of the palace and planned to find the stupid uncle to discuss sending troops.

The good news from the Stepstones was sent back to King's Landing and spread throughout Westeros within a few days.

His name and that of Ulagas will surely leave a mark in history books.

"Red monster, the Iron Islands are destroyed because of you."

Baerlon secretly complained and clenched the dragon claw of his clan sword at his waist.

The dragon claws gave him the courage to face any challenge.

After everyone left, the magnificent palace became empty.

Prince Quayle was dejected and slumped on the throne.

A small black-haired head popped out from the corner, revealing a relatively wheat-colored face.

"Coleanne, why are you here?"

Quill turned his head and saw his sister looking around suspiciously.

Colainnie walked out generously and asked simply, "Can I marry him?"

"Who! Who are you talking about?"

Quill was startled and had a bad feeling.

"Belron, the brave Second Belron!"

Colyanne said boldly with a confident look on her face, "The whole of Westeros is talking about his great achievements, saying that he will be the third conqueror after King Rhaegar I."

Marrying the future king, that’s a lot!
"are you crazy."

Quill slapped his forehead and said bitterly, "He has two fiancées."

"But the fiancé you found for me doesn't even look at me."

Claireanne said unwillingly.

Quill was even more worried: "He's not my fiancé yet. He hasn't agreed."

The king's third son Maekar returned to King's Landing. He had agreed to go to Sunspear or his sister would go to King's Landing, so that the two young men could meet.

Prince Meka stayed in King's Landing for less than a month before hurriedly returning to Volantis.

It is said that the king favors his third son and is dissatisfied with his eldest son who has never had a son, so he intends to change the crown prince.

Prince Maekar did not want to compete with his brother for the throne and was forced to live in faraway Volantis.

Of course, it is difficult to judge whether the rumor is true or not.

After all, the crown prince now has dragons, three dragons at that.

"Oh, will it work?"

Quill glanced at his sister who looked like she was infatuated with him, and covered his face with his hands in disbelief.

No matter what, Maekar Targaryen is an excellent choice for a brother-in-law.

He is of noble birth, a dragon rider, and favored by the king.

Even if I can't sit on the Iron Throne in the future, I still have the throne of the Prince of Volantis.

If my sister can marry him, the declining Martell family will surely rise.

(End of this chapter)