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

Chapter 687 The true dragon is reborn!

sunset.

The fiery clouds are like splashed ink, coloring a large area of ​​the sky.

Meereen, the Great Arena.

"Stop them, don't let them open the gate!"

"Archers, get ready, don't let any escape.

"..."

Shouts of shock and anger echoed throughout the arena.

The iron gate opened inexplicably, and the slaves escaped in an organized manner, killing a large number of guards.

But in just half an hour, he was about to break through.

boom! boom!
The lighting bonfire pots were smashed one after another, the charcoal fire blocked the underground passage and set fire to the surrounding wooden buildings.

"The gate is right in front of us!"

Groups of young and strong slaves were fanatical, holding weapons and pushing away the guards, leaving behind a field of fresh corpses.

Aemon was surrounded in the middle, drifting forward.

Occasionally, looking back, you could see a pile of ashes that had not been cleaned up in the arena.

The gallows had been burned through, and sparks of sawdust could be seen faintly.

Boom!

The doors of the Colosseum burst open, and the sun shone through at the last moment.

The slaves rushed out of the hell that held them and witnessed the last rays of the setting sun.

Then, the sun set.

"Don't be afraid, let's run away separately!"

When it got dark, the slaves hid in the shadows of the buildings and fled.

"Chase! Chase quickly!"

The great master who managed the Colosseum was furious and whipped his men to vent his anger.

The slave soldiers hesitated, gritted their teeth and chased after the escaped slaves.

However, this slave rebellion was strange.

The slaves did not rush to the gates of Meereen in an organized and planned manner as before, trying to break out of the city.

Instead, they fled in all directions, going into the streets and alleys and causing even greater chaos.

It's like it was done to disturb the great lord and the common people and to discredit the upcoming event.

……

The night is getting darker.

Fires broke out in various areas of the city, and combined with the torches of the slave soldiers, the night was lit up like day.

The fire was set by escaped slaves, it was very intentional.

Instead of running away after setting the fire, they attacked nearby residents.

The slave soldiers who came to drive them away, beat them, and even killed them were unable to stop the fugitive slaves' crazy behavior.

Like a catharsis for a time when there is no tomorrow.

In the chaos, it is impossible to distinguish between friend, foe, and slave, and order is on the verge of collapse.

The Great Pyramid, outer perimeter.

Taking advantage of the flames rising to the sky all around, a group of people sneaked in.

This is the palace of the Queen of Meereen, so there must be more guards.

Unsullied soldiers purchased from Astapor patrolled in squads, keeping the water out of the Great Pyramid.

"Who's going?"

The burly black-haired man was crouching under a bush, staring at a patrolling group of Unsullied.

There are ten people in total, and they are all the results of brutal training.

A dozen slaves gathered behind him, secretly fearing the notorious Unsullied.

"Coward."

The black-haired burly man stood up, picked up the huge sword and walked out: "I'll lead the way, you want to follow me?"

As soon as the voice came out, it immediately attracted the attention of the Unsullied.

A group of Unsullied looked stern and surrounded them with spears and round shields.

The slaves had no way to retreat, and thinking of a life worse than death and the consequences of escaping and being caught, they rushed forward to fight.

Pfft!

One slave ran the fastest and was stabbed in the abdomen by the Unsullied.

Boom boom boom!
The Unsullied had a blank expression on his face, his spear struck against his round shield, and he approached slowly with his back bent.

The war is about to start.

On the other side, in the bushes.

Aemon stared with his eyes fixed, and took the opportunity to quickly get up and sneak towards the underground stone prison in the Great Pyramid with his back crouched.

He had no idea where the red dragon was being held.

But every time he heard a subtle dragon roar, he always felt a dullness echoing in the cramped environment.

During my contact with Elena, I learned about the general structure of the Great Pyramid.

The only enclosed space that could imprison a dragon was an underground stone prison that served as a tomb.

Soon, in front of the stone prison.

Two huge Sphinx statues stand on both sides of the heavy stone gate, with one male and one female faces.

There were guards there in the past, but tonight they were lured away by the shouting and screaming nearby.

"We have to hurry. It's almost too late."

Aemon looked around and ran straight to the stone gate.

The fugitives were outnumbered and unable to stop the endless stream of Unsullied.

If you don't hurry up, all your efforts will be wasted.

Boom!

Aemon pounded on the stone door with his fist and put his ear to the stone surface to listen carefully.

This stone door is not ordinary. It is a mechanical door specially made by the blood wizard.

The thief who taught him how to pick the lock told him to use his ears and fingers instead of just his eyes.

pat!

The fist hit the wall at the edge of the stone gate, and the sound was obviously different.

Aemon didn't have the key, so he felt up and down the wall looking for the mechanism.

"Where are you? Come quickly!"

Suddenly, a cold shout came from behind, and dense footsteps were getting closer and closer.

Aemon's expression changed slightly, and he turned around to see a large number of Unsullied coming.

The target of one of the teams was him who was standing in front of the stone gate.

"Open, open quickly!"

A thin line of sweat broke out on Aemon's forehead, and his fingers rubbed against the rough stone wall until they bled.

As the Unsullied were about to reach him, he couldn't find the mechanism.

"Catch him, he's also a runaway slave!"

The Unsullied were less than a few dozen meters away, the tips of their spears gleaming black in the light of the torches.

Boom!

The heavy stone door suddenly opened, revealing a stone brick dented in the wall.

"Great."

Aemon smiled delightedly, turned to look at the Unsullied team, and rushed into the dark stone prison.

At this moment, many surprises exist.

Is the dragon in the stone prison?

Will you be attacked unexpectedly?
Will the dragon recognize him?

Don’t think too much, new life and death are just a thought away.

Da da da……

Crisp footsteps were heard in the stone prison, and the dimness was filled with a sickening burnt smell.

Aemon opened his purple eyes wide and groped along the wall into the pitch-dark depths.

"Where are you?"

The Great Pyramid was several streets away from the Colosseum, and those imprisoned in the dungeon would not hear the dragon's roar at all.

Aemon looked around for the big guy who had called him.

The brothers and sisters all have their own gifts, whether it's Daenerys' dreamer or Maekar's sixth sense.

Listening to the call of the dragon may be the special thing that his blood has given him.

"come out!!"

Aemon turned around in his place, summoning up all his strength to shout.

Talk with High Valyrian, using the skill of the Binding Charm.

Click!

My foot hit me and I stepped on an unknown bone and broke it.

Aemon was distracted and looked down to pick up the charred goat ribs.

The bones were still warm, and the burnt marks could not be reached by ordinary flames.

The side evidence shows that there is a dragon in the stone prison.

boom--

As the thought came to his mind, there was a movement on the left side of his body and a hot air stream gushed out.

Aemon sniffed and smelled a pungent odor of sulfur.

Rumbling--

The noise gradually grew louder, accompanied by the clattering of chains.

Aemon swallowed and glanced to his left out of the corner of his eye.

If his perception was correct, the distance between the two sides would not exceed ten meters.

A pair of amber vertical pupils suddenly opened, staring at the outsider coldly and ruthlessly.

The next second, the outline of the dragon's kiss opened, and the bright red dragon flame continued.

Aemon froze, then turned around a little bit.

Under the light of the fire, the dragon revealed its true appearance.

It was a ferocious red dragon with bright red scales all over its body, and its slender neck was now tied with a chain.

The red dragon was lying in the corner, slowly raising its ferocious head with horns.

Aemon stood there stupidly, staring at the red dragon's agile body.

The man and the dragon were less than five meters apart, almost face to face.

The dragon's kiss was pressed in front of him, and the temperature of the bright red dragon flame enveloped his entire body.

“Roar~~~”

The red dragon tilted his head slightly, looked at the silver-haired boy with his cold vertical pupils, and let out low growls from his throat.

If he gets angry for a moment, he will spit out dragon flames.

"hehe."

Yimon suddenly laughed, as happy as a silly boy of his age.

But as she laughed, tears welled up in her eyes.

He slowly raised his hand and moved closer to the opening and closing dragon's mouth as he walked.

"Roar!!"

A hint of brutality flashed across the red dragon's vertical pupils. It stretched its neck and rushed forward, almost bumping into the silver-haired boy.

Restricted by the sturdy chains, the dragon's kiss stopped dead less than one meter away.

at this time,

Aemon placed his bleeding palm on the dragon's kiss, smiled calmly and said, "Big guy, are you trapped too?"

It is difficult for a trapped dragon to ascend to heaven, just like the two in the stone prison. The red dragon's pupils shrank, and he didn't expect the other party to dare to touch him casually.

"It must be unpleasant to be caught, right?"

Yimon was talking to himself, his usually unfocused demeanor now looking exceptionally calm and gentle.

He is not like his eldest brother, Baeron, who is calm and rigid, nor is he like his third brother, Meka, who is emotional and hesitant.

He has his father Rhaegar's courage to take responsibility, combined with his mother Rhaenyra's tolerance as a woman.

"Roar!"

The red dragon's anger rose, the bright red dragon flame became more and more vigorous, and its upper and lower jaws opened wide.

Anyone who violates the majesty of the dragon will pay the price in blood.

"Don't be afraid, I will let you go."

Aemon withdrew his hand, ignoring the flaming dragon kiss, and walked towards the neck where the shackles were stuck.

The red dragon seemed to understand and did not attack immediately.

Aemon walked at a leisurely pace, patted the red dragon's bright red scales, and whispered, "Nod your head, big guy."

The red dragon's vertical pupils flickered, and its pair of wide dragon wings supported the floor as it slowly lowered its dragon head.

The slender neck was pressed against the floor, and was turned slightly to reveal the shackles.

Three-foot-wide steel shackles were firmly wrapped around the dragon's neck.

"I'm coming."

Aemon's eyes were serious, and he climbed onto the shackles with both hands.

Move it left and right, looking for the keyhole.

Click!

The shackles opened with a sound, and the dragon's neck was dragged down by the heavy chain and slammed to the ground.

"Hiss!!"

The red dragon quickly got up, raised its head and roared, spewing out dragon flames.

The dragon flame was bright red like blood, and the liquid color poured onto the roof, like a volcano that had been dormant for years erupting.

Boom! Boom!
The red dragon crawled on its forelimbs, its amber vertical pupils staring at the stone prison door, and its huge body moved slowly.

It is more than 30 meters long from head to tail, and its body is agile and powerful.

Its growth rate far exceeds that of other dragons of the same age, and it has already reached the threshold of adulthood.

"Hiss?"

The red dragon crawled to the door and looked back at the silver-haired boy who was still standing in the shadows.

Aemon looked calm and looked at the other person quietly.

He didn't take the initiative to step forward, but there was a smile on his face.

People choose dragons, and dragons choose people.

After experiencing slavery and torture by the Dothraka people and Slave Bay, the young mind underwent a great change.

If you tame a dragon in order to escape, you are simply changing from being an enslaved person to an enslaver.

Perhaps, we should let the dragon make its own choice.

boom!
The red dragon swung its body, and its sharp tail pierced through the gate, knocking away the Unsullied who was guarding the door in a dilemma.

Then, he slowly turned the dragon's head.

"Hiss!"

The red dragon's pupils were sharp, and the figure of the silver-haired boy gradually emerged in the depths of his pupils. The roar seemed to be asking him to follow.

A light rose in Yimeng's eyes, the corners of his mouth turned up high, and he said excitedly: "Here it comes."

He ran to the side of the red dragon, and the proud dragon head lowered again.

"Give you a name, big guy?"

Aemon climbed onto the dragon's back by stepping on the barbs on its neck and asked with deep emotion.

It seemed like a question, but it didn't give the other party a chance to refuse.

"You're such a liar... you're such a liar..."

Aemon muttered quietly, recalling the lost companion he had been with since childhood.

The memory is so clear, as if it is imprinted in my mind.

The scene changed, and he thought of Leah, whose safety was unknown, and the little red horse that the other party gave him.

"Hiss?"

The red dragon raised his head and glanced at the other party, suspicious that the other party had not spoken for a long time, and crawled out of the dark stone prison first.

Suddenly, my vision became clear.

The sky was dotted with stars and the city was ablaze with flames.

Aemon looked up and saw the familiar star tracks again.

The larger Ursa Major and the Ursa Minor which was not visible last time due to the unclear night sky.

“Hey, they are reunited too.”

Aemon couldn't help but smile, rubbing the bright red scales without caring about the stinging pain on his palms.

With this dragon, he can go home too.

“Hiss!”

Noticing flames everywhere, the red dragon excitedly roared to the sky, wishing he could burn everything immediately.

Imon suddenly had an idea and said, "Big guy, you are so majestic, how about calling me Ursa Major?"

He disliked the conventional names of the Old Valyrian gods.

Only names based on habits, such as Glutton, Sheep Thief, and Trickster, are worthy of a dragon.

The red dragon shook its head, not caring about the name at all, and flapped its wide wings to fly into the sky.

"Hiss!!"

The ferocious dragon head opened wide, and its bright red wings spread out dozens of meters wide, like a star from the sky falling to the earth.

Near the Great Pyramid, the Unsullied gathered in groups.

Aemon looked down, and the pride of being a dragon rider returned to his heart. He spoke in a clear and loud voice: "Dragon Flame, Ursa Major!"

boom!
Blood-red dragon flames fell from the sky, showering the Unsullied army below.

"Ahhhhh!!"

The Unsullied who encountered the dragon flame screamed miserably, their black armor gradually twisted and deformed, and their bodies turned directly into pus.

The Ursa Major constellation had eerie vertical pupils and was hovering low over the Great Pyramid, burning everyone within its sight.

It wants revenge!

Revenge on those who captured it, revenge on those who imprisoned it, revenge on everyone who could vent its anger.

"Follow me, Ursa."

Aemon clutched the dark red dorsal fin on the dragon's back and his eyes fell on the vestibule of the Great Pyramid.

Both the man and the dragon knew that revenge was the main theme of tonight.

……

Meanwhile, in the vestibule.

Elena, who was about to fall asleep, ran out in a hurry and looked up to see a red dragon hovering in the sky.

"How is this going!!"

Suddenly, there was an angry scream.

Elena was almost fainted by anger. She grabbed the collar of the bald wizard's red robe and asked loudly: "Tell me, how did the dragon get out!?"

If I'm not mistaken, there is another figure on the dragon's back.

The dragon has been tamed!

"Your Majesty, you should leave quickly."

The bald wizard was calm enough to realize that the red dragon was coming for them.

Elena was shocked when she heard this and turned around and wanted to leave.

However, it was too late.

boom!
A burst of bright red dragon flame swept through the Unsullied army in the front hall, and the huge monster that they least wanted to see at this moment fell to the ground with a bang.

Elena was terrified as she watched the soldiers around her burn into blood.

"Hiss!!"

The Ursa Major roared angrily and stared at the few remaining people with a fierce look.

Those who have captured it, those who have tried to tame it, are all here!
Elena was shaking all over as she watched the man and the dragon slowly approaching.

What she didn't expect was that the figure on the red dragon looked so familiar.

Aemon rode on the dragon's back, looking down at the enslavers in the daytime, and suddenly he felt relieved.

"You...are you?"

Elena's pupils trembled and she was so shocked that she couldn't speak complete words.

Why is the other party here?
Aemon had no expression on his face, nor did he bother to pay attention. He just patted the dragon's back twice.

"Roar!"

The Ursa Major lowered its dragon head, bringing the rider's height slightly to the same level as the bugs.

"What do you want to do?"

Elena tried to remain calm, her legs were trembling but she didn't say anything tough.

Aemon glanced at her, held out his hand and said, "Give me back the necklace my mother gave me."

Elena was stunned for a moment, then touched the dragon head pendant around her neck.

Aemon raised an eyebrow and waved his hand.

Elena didn't dare to say no, so she took off the necklace and handed it to the bald wizard, asking him to give it to the other party.

The bald wizard looked grim and walked with difficulty in front of the mountain.

It was only a few meters away, but it took me several minutes to walk there.

Finally, the Valyrian steel necklace was handed to Aemon.

Aemon wiped the dragon head pendant, kissed it with nostalgia, and then put it back around his neck.

The bald wizard thought it was over and turned to retreat.

"Hiss!!"

The Ursa Major had already recognized the other party, and opened its dragon mouth to spit out blood-like dragon flames.

The dragon flame poured down on the bald wizard's head, instantly emitting white smoke.

"what!!"

The red robe began to burn first, and then the head and skin quickly dissolved, and finally burned into a pool of pus and blood.

Seeing this, the remaining maids and guards tried to escape.

"Dragon Flame!"

Aemon showed no mercy and gave the order cleanly and efficiently.

A tyrannical look flashed across the Ursa Major's pupils, and it immediately spewed out dragon flames, burning wantonly.

“No, no, no…”

Elena kept backing away, trying to escape.

Bang Chi Bang Chi!

The Ursa Major bared its fangs, bit the woman's shoulder, and pulled her arm off and swallowed it.

Then a leg, another arm...

It forcibly split into six mouthfuls and cruelly ate the woman who tried to tame it.

In the end, the screaming stopped abruptly, and only the left leg remained.

Aemon ignored him and whispered softly, "There is only one family of dragons in the world. You taught me that."

The miserable experiences along the way perfectly illustrate the law of the jungle.

"If I don't eat you, you will eat me."

Aemon looked up at the sky and slowly closed his eyes.

"Hiss!!"

The Ursa Major roared as if to vent its anger, and its huge body suddenly rose into the air, soaring towards the flames in the city.

Tonight, I am destined to have no sleep.

(End of this chapter)