Chapter 504: Imond is also crazy
"Your Majesty, Rhaena is Prince Daemon's daughter. Do you think it is inappropriate for her to be adopted as the heir to Tidemark?"

Rhaegar watched the quarrel with boredom, and the topic suddenly turned to himself.

Marentin stared at the young king and said indignantly, "Since the days of old Valyria, Targaryen and Velaryon have been allies who have helped each other. We have weathered the Doomsday together."

What he said was very confident, bold and unrestrained.

Rhaegar frowned and said the next sentence for him: "But?"

"but!"

Malendin lived up to expectations and took over the conversation.

Seeing him being so presumptuous, the sea snake realized that something was wrong and warned him coldly: "Be careful with your words when talking to the king!"

He was afraid that if his nephew continued talking, he would start biting like a mad dog.

"Uncle, are you scared?"

Malendin showed a smug smile, thinking he had grasped the truth.

The sea snake had a blank expression on its face.

"Haha, this is your good nephew."

Rhaenys shook her head and laughed, commenting, "They are a bunch of people with great ambitions but little talent, not even a fraction as good as my son."

"You!" Malendin suddenly glared at her, pointed his finger at her nose, and gritted his teeth: "The former contender for the Iron Throne, the uncrowned one in everyone's mouth."

"Valaryon has given us all his help, but you have failed to give us anything in return!"

Without waiting for Rhaenys to express her opinion, the sea snake immediately became furious: "Marentin, if you don't want to open your mouth in the future, just continue to speak nonsense."

His wife's contribution to Velaryon cannot be explained by mere fame and fortune.

Malendin knew that he had said too much and touched upon the power transition in the royal family, so he snorted coldly and stopped talking.

"A coward."

Rhaenys obviously didn't intend to let him go, and sneered: "You blame the failure on a woman, thinking you can cover up your own incompetence."

The number of nobles who supported Viserys to take the throne was twenty times hers.

The centenarian king is still alive, and the majesty of the royal family cannot be shaken.

Even if the entire Velaryon Army is sacrificed, the outcome will be a fight to the death.

Malendin turned his head away, no longer bothering his uncle and aunt, and looked up at His Majesty on the driftwood throne.

"Sir, tell me what you have not finished."

Rhaegar smiled kindly and encouraged the other party to speak boldly.

The sea serpent below noticed this scene, closed its eyes and faced the door.

Malentine was ignorant of the world and thought he was right. He followed up on his previous accusation with, "But, should I understand that Rhaena inherited Driftmark as the royal family's attempt to interfere with Velaryon's succession?"

Rhaegar asked with interest, "Do you think the royal family threw out a member just to steal Velaryon's legacy?"

"With all due respect, Your Majesty."

Marentin stiffened his neck and emphasized, "Rhaena is Daemon's daughter, and her betrothal partner is your younger brother. This is an injustice to our fellow descendants of Old Valyria by the Targaryens."

Rhaegar leaned forward slightly, his smile not reaching his eyes: "The daughter of Daemon you mentioned is also the blood of Lanar."

After all, Rhaena continued the legacy of the sea serpent.

Malendin summoned up his courage and said bluntly: "Valerian is still a man of blood, he doesn't need an adopted daughter!"

"very good."

Rhaegar clapped his hands and smiled, "Finally you've spoken your true thoughts."

"His Majesty."

Malendin was a little confused, but still wanted to fight for his rights.

Rhaenys sneered: "Laena and Daemon should be called back to see how their reputations have been ruined."

Two dignified dragon riders were being gossiped about at will.

But he didn't even go back to Chaotou Island and didn't think about defending his daughter.

Rhaegar had made up his mind and leaned close to Rhaenyra's ear: "You've been sitting for a long time. Do you want to go down and rest first?"

"Right on my mind."

Rhaenyra was also tired, and she stood up slowly: "Don't forget to check on Visenya later."

"No problem." Rhaegar smiled and watched her walk away.

When Rainiera left Jiubi Hall, the smile disappeared in a flash.

Rhaegar stepped down from the driftwood throne and told Helena to go the other way.

When passing by the Sea Snake couple, he said coldly: "I don't want to hear their voices again, Lord Corliss."

After saying that, he ignored the shouts of several Velaryons and walked out of the hall.

The mural in the corridor depicts a scene of a three-masted sailing ship sailing against the waves.

The large ship first arrived in Yi Ti and Yashai, then headed north to the Kuril Islands and even the glaciers in the far north.

The name of the ship was "Sea Serpent", and it was the vehicle of Corlys Velaryon, and it once sailed around the world nine times.

The nickname Sea Snake came from this warship.

Rhaegar took a quick look and said regretfully, "No matter how great a warship is, it will eventually decay."

Velaryon's glory comes from the sea serpent Corliss.

When this sixty-year-old man passes away, who will carry the great banner of Velaryon Seahorse?

Helena lowered her head and remained silent.

As soon as the brother and sister walked out of the door, a team of guards rushed into Jiubi Hall.

"no no!"

"Your Majesty, you can't do this to us..."

"uncle……"

Rhaegar walked down the stairs, hearing screams behind him.

Soon, it turned into a heart-wrenching wail.

"Uncle, I curse you to have no descendants!"

Suddenly, Malendin's scream of struggle was heard, filled with resentment mixed with fear.

Then the shouting stopped.

Only vague wailing remained.

Without even turning his head, Rhaegar sighed, "Even sea snakes can be soft-hearted sometimes."

After all, they were just a few of his nephews, and he couldn't bring himself to kill them.

Those who kill their parents will be cursed.

Rhaegar was dissatisfied and asked, "Where is Aemond?"

It is not enough for those lunatics who dare to slander the royal family to just keep their mouths shut.

It was because his good brother was not present, and it was not easy for him as a king to do it himself.

He needed an executioner who could extend his will.

Helena still lowered her head, looking bewildered, as if she saw something: "The dragon is bleeding..."

"What?" Rega's face changed and his nerves tensed up instantly.

……

Hull Town.

Led by the Benilla sisters, several children came to the port to play.

"Look, that's the Sea Serpent."

Rhaena smiled and pointed to the large ship that was being repaired.

Belron was surprised and said, "Hey, this is the Sea Serpent. We saw it when we came here yesterday."

An old ship that has been weathered by so many storms, no one can tell that it has had such legendary past.

"Come on, I'll take you up there to have a look."

Benilla is the big sister, calling the little followers on board.

The entire port belongs to her grandfather's property. It feels like being at home here, and no one dares to stop her.

A few little guys managed to get on board.

At this moment, the deck was full of hard-working sailors.

Hanging ropes to clean barnacles from the hull, using water to sweep blood stains from the deck, carrying hammers to knock and hit...

Everyone has their own work and is busy.

It was the first time that Baeron saw such a scene, and he looked around curiously.

No matter where he looked, he looked very excited.

For example, the cabin door.

A group of young shipwrights carried hammers and wooden planks, doing their best to repair the damage.

"Can I look inside?"

Baeron blinked, full of desire to explore the dark cabin.

"of course."

Baelon patted his flat chest and took Baelon and Aemon into the cabin.

Rhaena stayed where she was, holding the idle Maekar's hand.

After thinking for a moment, Renia suggested, "Let's go behind the boat, where there are fishermen casting nets to catch fish."

Meka had a silly look in his eyes and let his big sister lead him.

Soon, the group went their separate ways.

The cabin door.

A young man with silver hair and dark skin sat on the ground, hugging a piece of wood and removing iron nails.

In Westeros, where productivity is low, any iron product is extremely precious.

"Adam, you come fix the deck."

The old boatman was at the side.

"Here I come, Master Mance."

The silver-haired young man's face lit up with joy, and he quickly changed his job.

As an apprentice, any hands-on experience is expected.

"Take a good look. I'll go get the materials."

The old boat builder was tall and strong. He turned around and got off the boat.

Adam was easily satisfied and looked at his master's back with joy.

Suddenly, some unfamiliar faces came into view.

"Huh?" Adam frowned.

On the ladder connecting the hull to the port, more than a dozen men dressed as porters boarded the ship one by one, carrying various materials on their shoulders.

Adam was puzzled: "Did the workers at the shipyard change?"

I really couldn't figure it out, so I decided to supervise these people.

Even in Lord Collis's port, there are never any accidents.

……

In a dark alley, in a brothel.

"Aegon, if you dare, don't run away. I will break your legs with my own hands!"

An angry roar was heard from the dimly candlelit corridor.

Aemond rushed out of the box with a sword in hand, his one eye as red as blood, as if he wanted to eat someone alive.

I ran so fast that I didn't even have clothes on.

She hastily tied a scarf around her waist, revealing her white stripes.

Aegon turned and ran, pushing away those who blocked his way in panic, cursing: "Asshole, I'm your brother!"

"Shut up and don't insult the word brother."

Aemond ran barefoot and swung his sword to attack: "You are a fool. You only know how to bully your brother. You have no sense of responsibility."

"Bullshit, this is your first time visiting a brothel in your life, and I brought you here."

Aegon's potential exploded. He dodged and ran into the hall, turning back to refute: "Don't forget, I paid for your virginity!"

Even if the other party is a brothel owner, he will not take action personally unless he is offered a silver deer.

Thinking of this, Aegon secretly said "black heart".

What an honor it is to deflower a prince.

It would have been fine if he had just given him a silver deer, but he actually dared to charge for prostitution.

Aemond was almost mad when he heard this. He raised his sword and slashed wildly: "Aegon, you dare to mention the old things to me."

The two brothers chased each other, and their swords shone coldly.

The clients and prostitutes in the hall were frightened and screamed, and fled to the wall as if to escape.

I am afraid that I will encounter unexpected disaster if I am not careful.

It took a while for Darren to recover from his shock, and he tried to stop Aemond with cold hands and feet.

He persuaded him kindly: "I came here to see you. We are all brothers. Let's go back and talk about it later."

Even if he really wanted to kill Aegon, he would have to get the approval of his eldest brother Rhaegar.

The royal family cannot afford to lose face by causing a scene in a brothel.

"Go away!"

Aemond was furious. He pushed the thin Darren away and shouted, "You know nothing. Get away from me."

He still had some sense left and did not take his anger out on his younger brother and chop him up as well.

But the new and old grudges with Aegon cannot be let go just like that.

Darren was pushed on his butt and almost fell into the naked prostitute's crotch.

He was quick to think and shouted: "Honor, the honor of the family!"

(End of this chapter)

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