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

Chapter 514: Vhagar's Roar

Crab Island.

A small island located in the middle of the Narrow Sea, adjacent to the Crab Claw Peninsula.

The Celtigar family, also descendants of Valyria, have lived here for generations.

Build a large town and port on the island.

Early in the morning, the port was crowded with people, mostly merchant ships passing by on both sides of the Narrow Sea.

On a remote beach.

The fishermen got off the boat and went into the sea to salvage the fishing nets that had been cast in advance.

Women and children rolled up their trouser legs and bent over to pick up oysters and crabs left behind by the tide.

Suddenly, a shadow loomed overhead.

"Hiss..."

A sharp roar was heard and the fishermen looked up in panic.

The blue sky and white clouds.

An ugly and ferocious-looking, huge mud dragon flew over from afar.

"dragon!"

"Run away..."

Fishermen rarely saw the dragon, so they jumped off their boats into the sea in panic.

On the beach, the fishermen's wives were terrified and fled, hugging their children.

"Hiss..."

The sheep thief raised his pupils in a playful manner and lowered his body as if to tease, which frightened the fishermen and made them scream in embarrassment.

"Don't mess around, hurry up and get on with your journey!"

An impatient scolding came from the dragon's back.

The sheep thief got angry and swung his dragon's tail, speeding up suddenly.

……

In the center of Crab Island, there is a small mountain range.

The fortress of Setigar is built on the hillside, with an exterior made of white marble and red rubble.

At first glance, it looks like a big crab lying on the ground.

"Hiss..."

The sun dimmed, a dragon-shaped shadow covered the sky, and the entire castle was plunged into haze.

Suddenly, the guards were startled.

Unfortunately, no matter how strong the reserve forces on the ground are, they can only watch the dragon soar.

The sheep thief traveled through the mountains, circled the castle twice, and slowly landed in the castle's courtyard.

Just then, the castle gate opened.

Several figures in gorgeous clothes hurried out.

boom--

The sheep thief fell to the ground with a thud, raising a strong wind mixed with the smell of sheep.

Several figures endured the discomfort and walked in front of the mud dragon.

Aemond sat firmly on the dragon's back, looking down at the people with his one eye, and said ostentatiously: "Lord Celtigar, long time no see."

In the courtyard, the young Clement Setiga looked worried and shielded his messy hair with one hand.

Beside him, a bald, silver-haired old man with a gloomy face stared straight at Aemond.

He is Clement's father, the former Earl of Celtigar.

Bartimos Celtigar.

Aemond noticed Bartimos and tilted his head slightly to glance at his cuffs.

The cuffs were empty, and no hand was extended.

At the beginning of the Narrow Sea War, Bartimos disobeyed the sea ban and secretly smuggled supplies to the continent of Essos.

After the matter was exposed, Jun Lin was imprisoned for a year.

His son Clement and daughter Celine Setiga repeatedly requested that the treason charge be reduced to smuggling and that his hands be chopped off as punishment.

At this moment, Bartimos raised his head, his green eyes hiding a hint of coldness, and said indifferently: "Prince Aemond, I wonder what you are doing riding your dragon here?"

Aemond looked up to him and did not answer him, but patted the dragon's back with its bumpy surface.

"Hiss!"

The sheep thief understood what he meant and roared at them, spewing out a stream of hot air with a sulfur smell.

Bartimos was old and frail, and could not stand such treatment. He covered his ears and groaned in pain.

Clement was shocked and went forward to support his father.

Soon, the roar stopped.

The sheep thief's pupils were vertigo-like. He snorted heavily, then moved his body and slowly lay down.

Aemond untied the chains and grinned, "Lord Clermont, I heard that young people have more common topics. Don't you welcome me?"

After saying this, the sheep thief swung his dragon tail, with great interest as if he was staring at a few toys.

Clemont watched with trepidation as the shadow of the dragon loomed over his head.

Don’t dare to say: “No!”

……

at the same time.

Across the Narrow Sea, the sea area governed by Rees.

Under the clear sky, the sea water is like an upside-down mirror.

An ordinary merchant ship drifted with the wind and gradually approached the waters controlled by Rees.

Wuwuwu——

Suddenly, a rough horn sounded, echoing in the vast ocean.

On the merchant ship's watchtower, the lookout's heart was in his throat as he looked around in panic.

Several warships appeared on the left and right wings, approaching at a very fast speed.

The lookout took a closer look and saw that the warship was flying the sails of the Harpy of Meereen.

next second.

"There are pirates, helmsman, full speed ahead!"

On the deck, the lookout roared with fear and climbed down the ladder in a panic.

There is only one possibility for a warship flying the Harpy.

Slave ship in Slaver Bay.

The lookout gave timely reminders and the helmsman steered the boat very skillfully.

Unfortunately, the speed of large merchant ships will never be faster than that of small warships.

When the slave ship approached inappropriately, archers stood on the deck and drew their bows and shot arrows without saying a word.

A war of plunder is about to break out.

"what!……"

"No, jump into the lifeboat..."

"Help, don't run..."

The slave ships surrounded the merchant ships and shot arrows coated with kerosene, instantly defeating the sailors' defense.

In less than half an hour, the slave ship would have a great harvest.

"Hiss!!"

Suddenly, a roar as loud as thunder resounded through heaven and earth.

The sailor who jumped into the sea looked up in panic, and a huge figure was reflected in his pupils.

"Vhagar, Dragon Flame!"

A heroic female voice was heard in the sky, giving orders in Valyrian.

"Roar……"

An old green dragon swooped down, its drooping skin shaking, and black smoke and orange-yellow dragon flames gushed out from its dragon's mouth.

Boom——

The dragon's flames struck a slave ship just wide enough to engulf the entire ship.

The deck and mast were instantly burned.

The pirates wearing armor and holding crossbows were horrified and were smashed into pieces by the burnt mast.

In a blink of an eye.

Flesh and blood burned to ashes, and iron melted into molten iron.

The entire ship continued to sink, leaving only thick black smoke rising.

Everything happened so fast that the surrounding slave ships didn't even have time to react.

Lannar, wearing a red skirt and armor, leaned forward and shouted, "Vhagar, do it again." "Roar..."

Vhagar obeyed the command, twisted his old body, and flapped his wings full of holes, sending out a strong wind.

Soon, the old dragon soared into the sky and the dragon flame came again.

Boom——

Another breath of dragon flame sank a slave ship, and even the mast was broken and blown away by the thick dragon tail.

It was only at this moment that the pirates who had just been the perpetrators began to scream as if they were being raped.

"No!"

"Dragon, the dragon is coming!"

"Damn it, shoot the arrow quickly..."

Most pirates lose their resistance the moment they see a dragon.

The pirate leader's eyes were wide open, and he kicked and punched his men around him fiercely, shouting at the top of his lungs to fight back.

"Roar……"

Vhagar swooped down again, and his huge body flew over the ship. Black smoke mixed with dragon flames covered the entire sea.

As the scorching waves rolled in, the pirate leader's mind went blank.

The last thing he saw was a pair of gigantic dragon wings that blocked out the sky.

The wing membrane is dotted with holes of varying sizes, illustrating the vicissitudes of the old dragon as it has been eroded by time.

Boom——

Before they could even scream, black smoke covered their eyes and the entire ship was engulfed in flames.

call--

Vhagar raised his head and turned his flanks, his huge body rising leisurely, and his old body was able to respond flexibly.

These difficult movements are the result of superb experience accumulated over more than 170 years of battles.

Lannar smiled and encouraged, "Well done, Vhagar!"

After being together for many years, she has transformed from a young girl into a wife and a mother.

Only Vhagar never let her down and gave her a strong sense of security.

"Roar……"

Vhagar growled, responding to his granddaughter like an elderly grandmother, with a hint of pride in his cold, vertical pupils.

Without any order from the pilot, it dives down continuously.

A few puffs of dragon flame were sprayed, and all the slave ships were turned into candles on the sea.

The battle was over. Vhagar shook his dragon head and his thick dragon neck let out a majestic roar.

Then, turn around and fly back to Rees.

Lannar did not need to issue any extra instructions throughout the process and calmly accepted the benefits of the old dragon's knowledge of the road.

Compared to Vhagar, Daemon is nothing.

If you really dare to humiliate her, don't blame her for being rude.

Thinking of this, Lannar couldn't help but laugh.

If it were that simple, she wouldn't have sent ravens to Driftpoint and King's Landing.

War involves not only dragons, but also ravens and pens.

……

King's Landing, Red Keep.

"Hurry up and pack up, the boats from Mud Gate are waiting."

"Handle it with care and don't mess up the little princes' clothes."

"..."

Elenda looked around, folded clothes, and directed the busy maids.

"You don't have to do this yourself, Elenda."

Rhaenyra hid aside, raising her bare hands to persuade.

Elenda took a quick look and moved even faster: "Let me fold your things myself. Don't worry, it won't take much time."

When Rainier heard this, her eyes were filled with helplessness, yet she felt particularly warm.

Having a caring female companion is almost more important than having a good husband.

dong dong!

There was a knock on the door.

Sarah held the swaddling clothes and said calmly: "Your Majesty, Belron and Maika are here."

"Okay." Rhaenyra turned her head and said gratefully: "Thank you for taking care of Visenya."

Sara nodded and said calmly, "It's my duty."

Having said that, he left the crowded room and let the two princes appear.

Baeron greeted his mother and tactfully stood at the door waiting.

Meka hung his head and tiptoed inside.

"Meka!"

Halfway through the walk, Rhaenyra called out, and the little guy trembled with fear.

"Mom, I know I was wrong."

Meka grabbed the corner of his clothes with both hands and apologized quickly in a soft voice.

The successful dragon taming last night alarmed most of the people in King's Landing and kept them awake all night.

He knew that secretly training a dragon was dangerous and his mother would definitely teach him a lesson.

In fact, Rhaenyra was indeed angry when she called the little one to come.

however,
When she saw her youngest son with tears in his eyes, Rhaenyra's heart softened immediately and she asked, "Maekar, do you really know your mistake?"

"what?"

Seeing that his mother didn't get angry, Maika quietly raised his head and said softly, "Yes, I shouldn't have trained the dragon privately."

"No, there's nothing wrong with dragon taming."

Rhaenyra shook her head and said, "You were wrong to sneak into the dragon's lair without saying a word. Not only did you put yourself in danger, but you also dragged Ser Stephen into the water."

The three baby dragons in the dragon's lair all have bad tempers.

The youngest son is only 3 years old and he simply doesn't take his own life seriously.

And Sir Stephen, who had knocked at her door last night to ask his pardon.

Meika was startled when he heard this, and stammered, "But, my father also trained his own people privately."

He was just following his father's footsteps and succeeding again.

His father loved him the most and always held him in his arms and told him various stories.

Rhaenyra sighed and picked up her youngest son: "Your father is your father. He is different from you."

Rhaegar was different from ordinary children since he was young, but her children were not.

"What's the difference?" Meka's head was full of question marks.

"This……"

Rhaenyra couldn't explain.

Looking at his youngest son's puzzled eyes, he couldn't help but answer: "He is my brother, and you are my son. I have loved him since he was a child, and I trust him more."

Maika tilted her head and said innocently, "So when will you trust me more?"

Rhaenyra pretended to think and smiled faintly: "When you grow up, you can share your father's worries."

There is no way to get to the bottom of many things, so it is better to change the way you say it.

Although the younger son's actions were wrong, he did succeed in controlling a dragon.

She should give more encouragement and guide them in the right direction.

Instead of just blaming and being perfunctory.

Meka thought about it again and again, and said cutely: "Okay, when Slax and I grow up, we will definitely be more powerful than Third Uncle."

"Why do you always like to use Aemond as a role model?"

With a look of disdain in her eyes, Rhaenyra put her youngest son down and instructed Baelon at the door: "Take your brother to the dragon's lair. We will set off for Lys in a moment."

Noticing Maika's expectant look, he said helplessly, "Let him ride the dragon, and tell the dragon handler to secure the saddle and waist chain."

Her good friend Lannar sent her a letter asking for help, and she couldn't pretend not to see it.

Rees is her direct territory and she stays there for several months every year. She is very familiar with it.

However, the journey is long, so it is best to take all three sons and two adopted daughters with you.

"Oh yeah!"

Meka jumped a foot high, very happy.

Baelon shrugged, walked in and took his brother's hand, "Let's go, Aemon and the others have already left."

(End of this chapter)