iron throne of ice and fire

Chapter 550 Fishing Net 6
It was the voice of the Crow's Eye...

Crow's Eye is not dead!
But her brother left her forever!
Asha's heart was instantly filled with anger and grief. Before she could take action, a few wisps of black smoke rose up again in her sight, and then... Crow's Eye was already standing on the stone bridge.

The expression on his face was almost twisted with joy, as if he was enjoying an evil feast: "Do you like my surprise, my niece Asha?"

His voice was drawn out, with a hint of intimacy that made Asha sick.

She wants to avenge her brother!
and so.

Only by staying alive can she have the chance to kill this demon with her own hands!

Asha's eyes instantly became determined, and she took out the dagger that she called "husband".

It was now her last weapon, and with a sudden twist of her wrist she flung the dagger towards the Crow's Eye.

Crow's Eye simply turned sideways and easily dodged the fierce attack.

And Asha... turned around without hesitation the moment she threw the dagger, and ran backwards desperately, her steps hurried and panicked.

The Crow's Eye was not at all annoyed by Asha's obvious feint to escape. Instead, he looked at her retreating back with great interest.

He just stood there quietly, with no intention of pursuing.

The priest of Moqorro stepped closer. "I fear the Targaryen princess will not wait long for us, King Euron."

The Crow's Eye's eyes moved, and he nodded, saying, "Yes, if she hides, it will be troublesome for me to find her."

His gaze shifted forward again. Asha stumbled while running and fell heavily to the ground, but she quickly got up and continued running towards the distance.

Watching this scene, he continued, "So, she would be a good guide."

watching this scene

After a slight pause, Priest Moqorro suddenly realized: "As wise as you are, the fire of hatred will make Lady Asha disregard the safety of the Targaryen princess."

"That's right, she must know where my future queen is."

That strange smile appeared on Crow's Eye's face again, and then he took the lead and the others followed closely behind.

.........

The Table Hall is located at the top of the Stone Drum Tower in Longshibao.

In front of the fireplace, a silver-haired girl in a gorgeous long dress sat upright on a wooden chair with her waist straightened.

The girl's silver hair fell softly on her shoulders like a waterfall, with slightly curled ends, exuding a charming luster.

The jumping fire flickered, and the warm orange light gently fell on the girl, covering her wheat-colored skin with a layer of rosy color.
At this moment, there were bursts of fighting sounds coming from the direction of the door, the clanging of metal weapons, people's shouts, and painful groans intertwined together.

However, the silver-haired girl seemed to be oblivious to the matter. She stared at the fire in the fireplace calmly and absent-mindedly, as if the fighting outside had nothing to do with her and was not affected at all.

…………

tread--

tread--

tread--

The sound of footsteps on stone slabs came closer and closer, and the silver-haired girl's eyes finally became alert and she looked in the direction of the person coming. As the sound of fighting stopped... she seemed to have expected someone to visit.

"Um……"

The blood-stained Crow's Eye dragged heavy steps and stopped not far from the silver-haired girl, looking up and down at the last Targaryen in front of him.

He pinched his chin. It was rumored that Targaryen women all had inhuman beauty, but the princess in front of him... obviously, she was only pretty.

He has a slightly stout build and his skin is slightly rough.

To be honest, disappointment flashed in Crow's Eyes. If this woman took off her gorgeous clothes, it would be hard to associate her with the most noble princess of the Seven Kingdoms.

"Goodnight. Are you Euron Greyjoy?"

The princess' voice was filled with forced arrogance. Crow Eyes curled his lips and his gaze swept over the bloodstains on the nearby stone slabs.

"It seems that I am your good niece. I have introduced myself to you with dignity, your dear princess."

The princess nodded slightly. "She almost died. Her injuries were severe, Lord Euron."

The Crow's Eye smelled strongly of sweat and rust, like a lurking beast. He slowly walked to the other side of the fireplace and stopped.

"It's good news that you're still alive. I have to thank my good niece. It was she who led me to find my beloved... you."

The princess's expression changed, and she looked up at him: "Everyone can love their princess, but you are not one of them, Euron the Kinslayer."

He was stunned for a moment, then he raised his head and laughed. After a pause, he stopped laughing and said, "My brother and nephew like to jump from high places. This is not my fault, Daenerys."

He stared at the princess, his smile growing deeper: "My dear, should I call you... Dany?"

He swung his right arm gracefully: "I can satisfy you with whatever you want. I will be a good husband to you, and you just need to be my queen."

The princess paused, she seemed to find it funny: "I will not let the blood of the true dragon be tainted by the sea monster."

A hint of anger flashed across the Crow's smiling eye, but he quickly hid it.

He smiled again: "Once you have tasted the pleasure of pleasure with me in bed, you will change your mind."

The princess actually sneered. She slowly stood up, raised her chin, and looked at the Crow's Eye with a scrutinizing gaze.

After a while, she opened her thick lips and uttered clearly: "Go away."

The Crow's Eye's expression froze for a moment, and his elegant smile became extremely dangerous: "It seems that the noble true dragon has only learned the vulgarity of the untouchables in exile."

As he spoke, he took a step forward, reached out and roughly grabbed the princess's shoulders, his nails almost digging into her skin.

"I will teach you how to get along with me, on my ship."

"let me go!"

Seeing that she couldn't break free, the princess suddenly made a "Puh" sound and spat accurately on Crow's Eye's face.

Crow Eye: "..." His expression became extremely distorted. He touched his face with his other hand, and the dangerous aura in his eyes became stronger and stronger: "If you don't obey me anymore, I can only let you taste my..."

As he spoke, a sharp light suddenly flashed in his eyes and he looked sharply towards the window.

"Did you just discover me?"

A strange voice came from the darkness, and as footsteps sounded, the figure gradually became clearer.

"Let me introduce myself. I am the captain of the guard of the Regent, Sir Ange Ange of Crab Claw Peninsula... (Chapter 522, Green arranged for him to go fishing on Dragonstone Island)."

Ange was wearing shiny silver armor, his cloak fluttering slightly. As he spoke, an elegant smile that was commonly used by the nobles of King's Landing naturally appeared on his face.

His eyes flickered over the black scales that showed through Euron's torn leather armor (Chapter 515), and he added: "Your armor is good, Euron Greyjoy."

Scale armor... The princess's gaze could not help but move to Crow's Eye's upper body.

"Little cutie, throw your dagger away."

The Crow's Eye first warned the princess who had made some small moves, and then grinned at Ser Anguy: "Dornish, I heard that you are the favorite guard of the Regent. Yes, you have a pair of eagle eyes."

The names of Mason, Per, Emperor, Monton, Brienne... and others flashed through his mind. Ser Ange nodded and agreed with the Crow's Eye's point of view.

He spoke modestly: "The mission given to me by Regent Green is to protect the princess's safety."

He pointed at the Crow's Eye who was hugging the princess roughly and said, "To offend the princess is to challenge the majesty of His Royal Highness the Regent, Euron. If you hurt her, the Regent's wrath will burn the entire Iron Islands."

"what!"

The Crow's Eye didn't seem to care about Ange's threat at all: "If you don't want the lovely princess to get hurt, you'd better stand there and don't move."

After saying that, he was about to take the princess away.

"King Euron."

Priest Maqiro hurried his steps. He glanced at the two people who were facing each other, hesitated, and said, "The support from the dock is coming here (torches are observed)."

"The time is right."

The Crow's Eye grabbed the princess' collar tightly and held the scimitar at her neck: "Goodbye, Ange Ange."

At this moment, the princess' voice suddenly rang out: "Kill him, and leave me alone!"

Sir Ange was extremely loyal. Upon hearing the princess's order, he drew his bow and arrow without hesitation, aiming the arrow directly at the Crow's Eye where the princess was held hostage.

immediately.

With a "whoosh" sound, the arrow shot out.

Ange's reaction was very unexpected. When Crow's Eye narrowly dodged his arrow, his second arrow was already ready to be fired.

call--

The burning flames from the fireplace suddenly flew out and rushed over, causing the arrow shot by Ange to deviate slightly.

Everything happened too suddenly. Priest Moqorro shouted with cold sweat on his face: "King Euron! Quick!"

He felt a chill on his waist, and the arm that was holding the princess suddenly lost its strength. The Crow's Eye reacted sharply enough, and while the fire was raging, he decisively rolled towards the direction of Moqorro.

Being helped up by the priest of Maqiro, the Crow's Eye glanced fiercely at the princess and Ange who were blocking the flames: "Go!"

"You, King?"

The handle of a knife with the blade embedded in Euron's body was "hanging" on his side. It was obvious... this was the "masterpiece" of the princess.

"She's not a princess."

The Crow's Eye was furious. How could the person who could quickly and accurately stab the dagger into the gaps between the plates of Valyrian steel armor... be the poor little princess in the rumors?

"Glenn Crabbe!"

The Crow's Eye could not help but roar. Asha, Theon, the Dragon's Horn... were all baits to lure him. Even if he succeeded... the person he took away would be an imposter Targaryen princess.

Priest Maqiro nodded without saying anything or stopping.

Whoosh!
Ange's red hair was burned black and curly. As he jumped out of the flames, he shot an arrow.

"Uh……"

The Crow's Eye groaned in pain. Although the Valyrian armor on his body blocked the arrow, it was hit hard by the arrow head.

The embarrassment at this moment seemed to recreate the dangerous situation that the Crow's Eye encountered when he stepped into the burning ruins of Valyria.

damn it!
The Crow's Eye's rage has never burned so fiercely!

The unknown object thrown by the priest of Maqilo caused Sir Ange to lose his vision, but he steadily put the arrow on, relied on his ears to judge the enemy's position, and immediately shot another arrow.

"Uh!"

Crow's Eye clenched his teeth. A blood-red arrow appeared on his previously injured thigh.

call out!
The arrow shot by Ange again almost passed by the Machiro priest who changed direction in time.

Finally approaching the gate, they couldn't help but stop suddenly. There... stood a sturdy figure.

The Crow's eye only had time to see the thick hair on the exposed part of the strange middle-aged man's body, and the black bear emblem with two legs standing on his chest.

Then, Crow's Eye's body suddenly froze, and he was completely unable to move. He could only watch as the middle-aged man's sword pierced into his neck.

He barely glanced at the red-robed priest who was silently supporting him, and then... he fell into darkness forever.

Dang~~dang~dangdang~dang~dangdang~~~~
"I request an audience with Regent Green."

Blood splattered everywhere as the sturdy middle-aged man drew his sword and put it away, speaking to Sir Ange who was squinting his eyes.

"The night is long and dark, and every step is dangerous. So is my request."

The Crow's Eye's body lay at his feet. Priest Moqorro bowed and then smiled friendlyly.

(End of this chapter)