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

Chapter 636 Blood Dragon Dance

Smoothly...

The big trees grow densely into forests, and the fallen leaves and branches form a thick carpet.

"Hiss!!"

In the vast primeval forest, a loud and sharp roar suddenly appeared.

A silver-haired figure was holding a pickaxe, desperately smashing a dragon-like creature the size of a hound.

"Hiss~~"

The brown-bellied pterosaur covered with brown scales let out a shrill cry and its sharp head exploded into a pool of flesh.

"Haha, what good luck."

Kiran was sweating profusely as he picked up the corpse weighing hundreds of pounds and hung it on the pickaxe.

This place is located on Axe Island on the continent of Sothoryos, a deserted primitive jungle.

"it's getting dark."

Kieran tapped his shaking legs and staggered toward a bare mountain.

The entire island is populated by pirates from the Three Women's Kingdom and slaves.

He ran away secretly to fulfill his brother Kiel's legacy.

The creature was reduced to charcoal, in keeping with the Valyrian cremation custom of the dragonlords.

It's getting darker and day and night are changing.

The mountains stand tall and majestic, with no vegetation covering them, and many places are covered with scorched earth.

A hidden cave is located halfway up the mountain, and the wind blowing through it makes a howling sound like ghosts and wolves howling.

"Breathe fire and ride on wings."

"Two heads stand side by side, singing to the three."

The moonlight fell on the earth, and the melodious songs of old Valyria were sung, trembling with infinite sadness and remembrance.

Kiran's face was ashen as death. He was carrying the corpse of the brown-bellied pterosaur and slowly approaching the cave.

He is going to die.

Wild dragon-eating species have never recognized their masters.

But if you don't try your best, your long-cherished wish to get out of the sea of ​​smoke will turn into a pitiful memory of your slave life.

"Just die, brother."

Kiran was determined to die and held on to the bloody corpse.

This was the best prey he could find, a lone brown-bellied pterosaur.

Rumbling--

The cave suddenly shook, as if something huge was scratching the stone wall.

"By my voice, the words of fire."

"Blood magic, the sacrifice has been paid."

The ballad of communicating with the dragon was still being hummed, the sound was getting louder and louder, and the tone was becoming more and more biased.

boom--

In the dark, damp and cold depths, a pale dragon head with twisted horns emerged and suddenly opened a pair of scarlet vertical pupils.

Tick, tick...

The slender neck stretched out, and the dragon's mouth opened and closed, revealing irregular sharp fangs, and hungry saliva dripped onto the ground through the gaps between the teeth.

Only a dragon head was exposed, and a twisted, evil aura filled the cave.

It's like a monster that is born crazy, chaotic and disorderly.

"Gulu~~"

Kiran swallowed and stared.

I forgot to breathe, and even forgot to hum a song.

My mind went blank and my hair stood on end.

"Hiss... Ga..."

A hint of ferocity flashed across the pale wild dragon's scarlet vertical pupils, and a low roar like sonic waves came out of its throat, slowly revealing its skinny and slender body.

At first glance, it looks like a skeleton.

puff-

Kiran bit his tongue and cheered himself up, then threw the brown-bellied pterosaur to the awakened wild dragon.

The pale wild dragon glanced at it, crushed the dragon corpse with its sharp hooked wings, and licked it casually with its scarlet tongue.

The meat paste was put into his mouth, and a layer of soil was scraped off.

"Dragon, be quiet!"

Kiran's heart was pounding, and he took out a dagger and cut his wrist.

The black blood spilled, arousing the ferocity of the pale wild dragon.

Kiran retreated cautiously, muttering to himself, making a final effort.

boom--

After a few seconds, the pale wild dragon stopped approaching and lowered its head to lick the sand stained with black blood.

Kiran's eyes widened and he reached out a hand tentatively.

The pale wild dragon moved slowly, licked the ferocious dragon kiss with its long tongue, and glanced sideways at the little bug that was slowly approaching.

The next second, a hint of ferocity flashed across the scarlet vertical pupil.

"Hiss!!"

……

The next day, Volantis.

woo-

The warning horn sounded and the patrol fleet set sail one after another.

"Prince, Prince."

On the black wall, Tailan hurriedly found Maika who was about to board the dragon's back and said in a panic: "The fleet of the Red Sea Monster is coming, heading for our port."

"I know."

Maekar's face was calm as he fastened the saddle buckle around his waist. "Send a message to Baeron via the raven, telling him to keep an eye on Lys and the World Islands."

"what?"

Tailan felt something was wrong and repeated, "The enemy is coming for us."

Maekar blinked and flapped his silver-grey scales: "Fly, Thrax!"

Nothing can be changed anyway.

Let him go.

"Hiss!"

Thrax stretched his neck and roared, then leaped down from the black wall with his hind feet, and his misty dragon wings spread out in the wind.

Outside the port.

woo-

Dozens of warships of various sizes crossed the Summer Sea and attacked Volantis in an orderly manner.

Leading the way was a three-masted sailing ship flying the golden sea monster flag of House Greyjoy.

"Shoot arrows!!"

At the order given by the bearded commander, the pirates fired thousands of arrows.

In contrast, Volantis patrol ships guarded the port, and the Unsullied clad in black armor formed a line of defense.

"Hiss!"

The battle was about to break out, and a loud dragon roar came from the sky.

"Dragon flame, Thrax!"

Maika lay on the dragon's back, staring at the battlefield below with his sapphire eyes.

Thrax let out a long roar and swooped down to attack the leading warship, and the huge dragon head spewed out silver-gray dragon flames like smoke and mist.

"what!!"

"..."

The golden sea monster flag instantly ignited and collapsed, killing and injuring many people.

A young dragon joins in, and the scales of victory begin to tilt.

However, this was not enough.

"..."

From a distance, a dragon's roar like thunder resounded for dozens of miles, rushing over with the force of thunder.

"Dragon Flame!"

A huge old dragon, all moss-colored, dived down from the clouds and followed the command, causing heavy casualties.

Baelon's silver-gold hair fluttered as he rode on the dragon's back and watched his younger brother Maeker.

"Hiss!"

Thrax hovered in the air, easily dodging arrows and spears, and spitting out dragon fire like maggots on the tarsal bones.

Maekar lay tight on the dragon's back, hiding his body in the black steel saddle.

The man and the dragon are in perfect harmony with each other. As long as they protect themselves, the dragon can defeat the entire field in minutes.

"Let me help you, Meka!"

Belron was full of energy and shouted loudly: "Let's drive away all the pirates from the Three Women's Kingdom."

"..."

There was no response there.

After a while, a white little hand stretched out from the black steel saddle and made a yes gesture.

"Haha."

Baelon looked at him and smiled, riding the old dragon across the battlefield.

He came in a hurry and brought only a giant dragon, but he still defeated the enemy.

woo-

A fleet came from the direction of the Stone Steps Islands, flying flags with three red dragons and a green seahorse.

With the addition of a powerful fleet, the fleets of the Three Women's Kingdoms collapsed across the board.

The sun had just risen to the center of the sky when it ended abruptly over the sea below.

……

Volantis, Governor's Palace.

The two brothers jumped off the dragon's back and walked into the palace hand in hand.

Belron was very happy and kept talking all the way: "The Three Women's Kingdom lost forty large and small ships this time. Let's see how they can fight a naval battle."

Meka: ...

"Why don't you speak?"

Baeron felt strange when he saw his brother remained silent.

"Alas." Meka sighed and reminded: "I didn't see the red sea monster."

Moreover, the fleet's strength was too weak, as if it was a hodgepodge put together at a whim.

Belron was not stupid either, and he immediately thought: "Lure the tiger away from the mountain."

One fleet pretended to attack Volantis, while the Red Sea Monster led the main force to attack other places.

"But where can he be?"

Baeron secretly calculated that there were no city-states around that were easily conquered.

Meka frowned and muttered, "I thought they would go to Lys or the Stepstone Islands, but it seems the Red Sea Monster doesn't have the courage."

Where else can we go?

"prince!"

As soon as the two brothers entered the gate, Tailan rushed out fully armed with a letter in his hand.

When he saw the two young dragons coming hand in hand, he almost fell down.

"What happened, Lord Taelan?"

Belron was more calm and couldn't help but frown.

Can my younger brother really be taught well if I leave him to such a rash teacher?

"Uh……"

Tailan stole a glance at Meika and hesitated for a moment: "This letter is for the little prince."

He is a loyal steward of Volantis, so of course he will hand over the first-hand information to the real owner.

"Let me take a look."

Meka took the envelope, opened it, and moved closer to Bellon to look at it together.

The signature is Elena Diagliga of Slaver's Bay.

The meaning is simple and clear. Volantis is going to join the war to counterattack the Basilisk Islands, and Slave Bay can provide manpower and resources to help.

The condition is...

Belron frowned, and compared his brother who was only chest-high, he was speechless: "This woman actually wants to eat young grass."

"I won't agree to it."

Meka crumpled the letter into a ball, threw it on the ground and stepped on it, then said coldly, "Old woman."

Don't even think about lusting after his body.

No matter how poor and broken Volantis is, we will fight until the last Unsullied is sacrificed.

He would not let the old woman with ulterior motives succeed!
……

Another day and night passed.

Axe Island, Bald Mountain Dragon Cave.

Boom——

The pale wild dragon twisted its ghostly body and took big bites of a rotten pterosaur corpse.

"Ho ho~~"

At the top of the cave, grunting sounds were heard.

A living dead figure, half of its body charred black and its silver hair turned into a sticky substance by heat, huddled miserably in the crevice of the stone wall.

“It hurts, it hurts so much…”

The living dead groaned miserably and opened a purple eye.

The charred body moved slightly, revealing the other half of the intact distorted face.

The short silver-gold hair was burnt into a mess and stuck to the skin, making it difficult to open the eyes.

Kiran is not dead, or not dead yet.

The dragon taming rituals taught in the book were totally useless, and the dragons were either attacked or seriously injured.

The pale wild dragon was cruel by nature, and seemed not to want to eat him in one breath. Instead, it let the prey hide in a corner and gasp for air.

Stab it!

The pterosaur's skin and flesh were torn off, and the bloody rotten flesh was crawling with maggots.

The pale wild dragon ate its fill, the madness in its scarlet vertical pupils lessened a little, and it slowly crawled back to its nest as if it was about to die.

Its body is bony, with dark keels visible beneath its scales and skin.

The stiffness and friction between his neck and torso when he twisted his body seemed to indicate that he was very old.

Kiran lay on his side, staring with his one eye at the huge monster passing by under him.

"Uh-huh!~"

The burnt waist twisted hard and the whole body fell straight down.

With a bang, it landed on the dragon's back covered with hard scales.

The powerful recoil almost knocked him unconscious, and the crisp sound of bones breaking at the moment of the fall echoed in his ears.

"Hiss... Ga..."

There was a foreign object on its back, and the pale wild dragon's scarlet vertical pupils suddenly shrank into a thin needle, and it roared wildly like a madman.

Rumbling--

The huge body hit the wall and the cave suddenly collapsed.

"Hiss... Ga..."

The pale wild dragon crawled out of its nest, flapped its tattered pale flesh wings, and rushed straight into the night sky.

In an instant, the night sky was filled with pale flames like fireworks.

From the Axe Isle to the Basilisk Islands, and from the Summer Sea across the Sea of ​​Dorne.

Apart from the man's low screams, there was only the crazy roar of the terrifying beast.

(End of this chapter)