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

Chapter 645: Slave Bay Surrenders

boom--

The light silver and orange-yellow dragon flame surged endlessly, washing away the dirt and burying the pirates of the Three Women's Kingdom in the flames.

"what!……"

The pirates from the Three Women's Kingdom wailed miserably and rolled on the ground trying to put out the flames.

A huge light silver dragon circled in the air, not very fast but never leaving, and the dragon flame continued to attack.

"Father, please steer the ship and set out to sea!"

Collis fought bravely, and suddenly a familiar voice rang in his ears.

For a moment, my heart seemed to skip a beat and the blood in my body flowed backwards.

The scimitar in Collis's hand froze, and he looked up in disbelief.

What came into view was a light silver dragon that was different from Melias, roaring continuously, with a blood scab on one of its wings.

A young man with silver hair, crew cut and dark skin was lying on the dragon's back. His extremely familiar face struck his heart hard.

"Lannino~"

Collis was so stunned that his voice trembled.

In order to confirm whether it was an illusion, he rubbed his eyes hard with his bloodstained hands.

The eldest son had already died in the invasion of Dorne ten years ago. How could he appear before him alive?

"Still...still riding Haiyan."

Collis was completely frozen in place, his eyes filled with tears.

His son did not die, just like he did ten years ago when he rode the giant dragon Haiyan to fight against the pirates from the Three Women's Kingdom.

"Dragon Flame!"

Lannino was also looking at his father who was in prison, and gave instructions with a smile.

Before I knew it, my vision was blurred by tears.

"Hiss!"

The sea smoke roared as it flew, and the dragon flames burned the pirates who besieged the Sea Serpent, burning a space out to the sea.

Collis saw it all, wiped away his weak tears, and roared like thunder: "Follow me, my son is coming to help on his dragon!"

When I shouted the word "my son", an inexplicable power filled my whole body.

When the sailors saw the familiar light silver dragon, they stared with wide eyes and put all their strength into the fight, enabling the Sea Serpent to break through the encirclement.

As soon as the warships entered the sea, they immediately organized a fleet counterattack.

"Dragon flame! Dragon flame!"

Lannino shouted loudly, as if he could never shout enough, and wanted to report all the commands that had not been shouted out in the past ten years.

Haiyan was by his side, accepting his commands one by one, and spewing out dragon flames like crazy.

On top of the mountain.

Rhaenys ran over to Melias, grabbed the rope ladder and tried to climb.

"Hiss!..."

A loud dragon roar came from afar, carrying an inexplicable familiarity.

"Haiyan?"

Rhaenys paused and quickly looked back at the night sky.

The light silver dragon circled around and around, rescuing the trapped ship of her husband.

Rhaenys's eyes widened until she saw the familiar figure on the dragon's back. Tears immediately welled up in her eyes: "Lannino!"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he covered his mouth with his hand.

Afraid that I couldn’t cover up my crying.

Unlike Collis, who accepted reality, she always held on to a glimmer of hope about the death of her children.

Now Lannino appeared alive riding on the dragon's back, controlling the giant dragon that he had tamed since childhood. How could her heart not tremble?

"Hiss..."

Melias growled, tilted his head and rubbed the rider's arm, signaling him to mount the saddle and fight.

Rhaenys couldn't stop crying. She fell against the scarlet dragon's wings and choked with sobs: "My child is back."

"Roar……"

Melias blinked his vertical pupils, stretched out his dragon tail and hugged the driver, as if giving silent comfort.

"He is back."

Rhaenys smiled through her tears, rested her forehead against the dragon's body, and said with renewed vigor, "We have to work hard too, old girl."

Melias was crawling on the ground, ready.

quite a while.

The empty night sky was filled with the sounds of bloody fighting and screams.

"Hiss!"

"Hiss..."

A scarlet dragon and a light silver dragon were entangled and soaring in the sky. Their majestic figures swept the sea breeze and splashed endless dragon flames.

The battlefield shifted from Mud Island to the sea, and then continued to move outward from the sea.

The emerald seahorse of House Velaryon hung high, standing against the strong wind.

The only thing that remains unchanged is the pirates of the Three Women's Kingdom enveloped in fire.

……

The next day, at noon.

Several dragons flew over the mouth of the River Rhoyne and landed within the Black Wall of Volantis.

Governor's Palace.

Belron was dressed in his best clothes, leading the sisters Benilla on his left and right.

Three young men stood at the door, welcoming them excitedly.

"Grandma!"

Rhaena had the sharpest eyes, waving and calling out.

In the front yard of the mansion, several silver-haired figures were walking towards them.

Rhaenys had been busy all night, but she was still in high spirits: "Rhaenyia, my children."

Also accompanying him were Damon and Corliss...

Baerlon was the youngest and only saw familiar relatives.

Benilla and Renia, who were slightly older, stared with shock at another honest man dressed as a civilian.

He is handsome and very similar to his mother Lannar, but his skin is tanned and rough, and his hair is only short and thick stubble.

The two sisters looked at the man, so shocked that they were speechless.

"Look who he is, kids."

Rhaenys smiled from the bottom of her heart and opened her arms to hug the three juniors.

The honest man also came closer, looked at the sisters with nostalgia, and said stiffly: "Benilla, Rhaena, are you all right?"

"Lannino!"

Benilla screamed and rushed over immediately.

Hearing the magnetic and deep voice, Rhaena's eyes instantly turned red: "Uncle."

"Hey, it's me."

Lannino smiled innocently and quickly accepted the sudden affection of the hug.

"Are you Sir Lanino?"

Baeron looked surprised and almost lost his composure as a crown prince.

It is really hard to get used to when a character who only exists in family history and in the mouths of elders enters reality.

"It's me, Your Highness."

Lanino glanced at his mother, and after getting her consent, he smiled and asked, "You must be Rhaegar's eldest son, right? You were still a baby in the belly back then."

"Yes, Sir."

Baeron pursed his lips and extended his hand to invite: "Please come in. It's a pity that my father is not here, otherwise you would be reunited."

"Is Rhaegar not here?" Rhaenys was getting close to her two granddaughters and asked in confusion when she heard the voice.

She had sent back the news of convening the parliament last night, so with the speed of that black dragon, it shouldn't have returned yet.

Belron hesitated for a moment and apologized, "Maybe something happened. I'll stay on Axe Island."

Corliss also stepped forward and looked around: "Is Prince Maeka not here too? We should visit the owner of this place."

As he spoke, he puffed out his chest proudly and placed his hands on his son's shoulders.

He wanted to tell everyone that his son, the sea serpent Corliss, had returned.

"Meka has something going on too."

Belron was a little embarrassed and said, "You guys should go in first."

Benilla and Rhaena looked at each other and helped to change the subject.

……

Slave Bay.

Meereen, the Great Pyramid.

"Hiss-"

The Glutton stood majestically in front of the Great Pyramid, its ferocious dragon head level with the spire, its pale green vertical pupils flashing a faint dark light.

Hundreds of Unsullied surrounded them from a distance, so terrified that they couldn't even hold their spears steady.

"Hiss!"

A young silver-gray dragon circled in the air, its dark vertical pupils overlooking the ground below, and from time to time it fanned strong winds to blow away the soldiers on the city wall.

The entire city fell into silence, with only the roars of the two dragons remaining.

The Great Pyramid, inside the main hall.

Rhaegar took off his black robe, sat lazily on the throne, closed his eyes and listened to his third son reading the letter.

"Last night at midnight, pirates from Tear Island attacked the camp..."

Meka sat on the steps under the throne, reciting carefully word by word.

In the hall further below, all the good lords, wise lords, and great lords of the entire Slave Bay gathered together, trembling with fear and not daring to speak.

I would occasionally steal a peek, fearing that I would be caught and fed to the dragon.

This lazy and casual father and son felt like they were back home in the Great Pyramid.

"Okay, I'm done."

Meka folded the letter, her voice still childish.

"Yeah." Rega supported his cheek with one hand, his calm face showing no emotion.

The content of the letter truthfully described the fierce battle last night and Lannino's return on Haiyan.

"Won't you say anything, father?"

Meka's eyes flickered, and he felt inexplicably lost.

His great aunt's family was reunited, but his brother was gone.

"That's a good thing."

Rega showed no emotion and smiled, "As long as Lanino is still alive, nothing is impossible in the world."

Meka's big sapphire eyes rolled around and he nodded thoughtfully.

Whatever my father says is what it is.

Rhaegar rubbed his head, with relief and nostalgia in his eyes.

If the second son who was trained for the eldest son, Baeron, encounters an accident, the third son will take on the responsibility of assisting his eldest brother.

He could also legitimately bring the little guy with him and teach him how to be a king and a minister.

While they were talking, light footsteps were heard outside the hall.

"I am sorry for not welcoming you, your majesty."

Elena was as efficient and decisive as ever, and greeted them with a generous smile.

It seems that people who come out of the land of long summer are born with wildness and tolerance.

"Stop talking nonsense and get straight to the point."

Rhaegar didn't give him any face and asked condescendingly: "You said you found traces of a wild dragon. Where is it?"

"Just fly to the Great Grass Sea all the way to Sothoryos Continent."

Elena answered sincerely.

Rhaegar's eyes flashed, and he asked distrustfully, "What color is the wild dragon?"

If the other party had not sent a message saying they had discovered the wild dragon's tracks, there would have been no need to come to Slave Bay.

But if the news is true, it would avenge the second son and eliminate a hidden danger.

"White." Elena was sure, and added: "Perhaps pale or gray, and one eye is blind."

Hearing this, Rega sat up straight, already believing it about 70%.

"Father." Meka pulled his trouser leg, with caution in his eyes.

The father and son came here not only to track down the wild dragon.

Lei Jia nodded slightly, regained his composure and said, "This alone is not enough. I want to know the more specific location."

Sothoryos is the largest continent, and finding a wild dragon there is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

"Maybe Axe Island and the Basilisk Islands."

Elena said seriously, "There is a war going on in the Lizard Islands, most likely on Axe Island."

Lei Jia believed it.

Slave Bay is across the sea from the continent of Sothoryos, and slaves from all over the world provide information.

Based on the other party’s analysis at this moment, he may already know the correct answer in his heart.

After thinking for a moment, Rhaegar said bluntly: "Your information is of some use. Tell me why you invited me here."

Only when the other party wants to ask for something, do we use news to pave the way.

Elena's face lit up, and she said seriously, "If you reject the marriage proposal, the Iron Throne and Slaver's Bay can still form a solid offensive and defensive alliance."

"Solid?" Rega shook his head and laughed.

Slave Bay is divided into three parts, so there is no trust or loyalty at all.

"You are attacking the Basilisk Islands, the last haven for pirates from the Three Women's Kingdom."

Elena was certain: "They will definitely hold on to their position and drag you and your kingdom into a protracted war."

"Bravs and Pentos have already ceased fighting, we can afford to delay it."

Rhaegar didn't want to be looked down upon, and a dangerous look flashed in his eyes.

"By forming an alliance with Slaver's Bay, you can end the battlefield faster."

Elena puffed out her not-so-rich chest and emphasized, "With the fleet in Slave Bay, the pirates from the Three Women's Kingdoms can only flee."

“But I don’t want an alliance.”

Rhaegar's attitude remained consistent. He said in a serious tone: "Slaver's Bay was once ruled by the Freehold Empire, and it surrendered to me several years ago."

"If you really want the support of the Iron Throne, you should kneel down and pledge your loyalty."

Is it useful for him to have Slave Bay?

It works! But not very much.

But it would be more difficult for a woman to rule Slave Bay.

Elena was stunned and asked doubtfully: "You want me to surrender?"

"It can also be surrender."

Rhaegar slowly stood up, drew out his clan sword "Blackfire" and stuck it on the ground.

next moment.

"Hiss-"

A ferocious dragon head crashed into the wall of the Great Pyramid, and the glass of the palace shattered into pieces, and a hot and fishy wind with the smell of ashes was blown in.

Elena turned her head stiffly and met a pair of green vertical pupils like those of an evil god.

Gloomy, cunning, cruel...

(End of this chapter)