Ice and Fire: Reign of the Dragon.

Chapter 95 Silent Storm
"It's a good catch today, Old Jack." The fishermen in Broken Ship Bay excitedly held up the big fish that had just been caught out of the water. They had several fishing boats out today and together they pulled a big net.

"Of course." Old Harry checked the catch that had just come out of the water. Although there were many storms in Shipwreck Bay, every storm would bring a good harvest to the fishermen, which was a blessing in disguise. "Holy Mother, this catch is enough to pay the tax."

"Where is your boy? I haven't seen him for several days." another fisherman asked with some confusion.

"I sent him and my wife to the south." Old Harry sighed. "The masters are recruiting soldiers. If my boy doesn't leave quickly, he will not be able to escape. There are still some jobs in the south. It is said that the prince's workshop and the city construction site in the south are recruiting people. Skilled workers can earn a lot of copper coins a week. The construction site also provides meals, including black bread without stones and strong beer."

"By the way, did you see the fire last Sunday?"

"I saw it, I saw it." Old Harry still has lingering fears. At that time, in order to collect money for his children and wife to go south, he set sail to fish in the storm and happened to see the scene of the dragon fighting in the storm. "I was scared to death. It flew over like a mountain. Half of the sky was fucking red. If I hadn't been smart and rowed away quickly, I'm afraid..."

"Oh no, that's not right. So, the place where the fire was that day was..."

Old Harry suddenly realized: "It's this sea area." At this time, the sky gradually became gloomy again. "Let's go back." Another old fisherman with a gray beard looked at the sky. Today's catch is not bad, so there is no need to risk fishing in the storm.

Several boats dragged large nets slowly to the shore, and several fishermen pulled the large nets ashore with great effort. The nets were heavy. "It's so heavy, it looks like another big catch." Old Harry rubbed his hands happily, "Everyone, pull hard, pull hard."

Several fishermen grunted as they dragged the big net out of the sea. "Seven levels of hell, what is this?" Several fishermen fell to the ground almost at the same time.

"Devil, devil." An old fisherman pointed tremblingly at the broken dragon corpse in the net. Old Jack was knowledgeable and had seen dragons hunting at sea. He immediately rushed over and covered the old fisherman's mouth: "Don't talk nonsense, this is a dragon!"

Before he finished speaking, a terrifying dragon roar came from behind the hillside. The giant yellow dragon swooped over like lightning and landed steadily beside the old fishermen who were paralyzed on the ground. Rhaenyra jumped off the dragon's back and walked carefully towards the broken dragon corpse in the net. The fishermen were so scared that they dared not breathe. Syrax glanced at the fishermen and roared to the sky.

Another dragon roar responded to its painful roar, and Silver Wing fell from the sky. A dragon twice as big as Syrax landed on the other side. Valar, wearing Valyrian steel armor, rushed over without stopping and threw a purse to several fishermen.

Old Harry opened the bag tremblingly and took a look. The dazzling golden light instantly made him tighten the opening of the bag.

"Take it back and divide it among yourselves. Don't say a word about what you saw today." Valar's voice was low, as if he was speaking with gritting his teeth. He watched Rhaenyra kneeling in front of the fishing net, frantically digging at the dragon corpse, and finally turned out the small corpse that had been swollen by the sea water. He watched Rhaenyra hugging the equally broken body tightly and crying loudly.

Syrax was also wailing. Valar quietly walked to Queen Rhaenyra and bowed his head to mourn for his servant. After a long while, the queen raised her head with tears on her face and reached out to untie the straps on the dragon saddle of Luciris. "I want to take him home."

"Your Majesty, Xiaolu is a true warrior." Valar gritted his teeth and said, "I should have knighted him immediately. Damn Aemond."

"Prince Valar." Rhaenyra put Xiaolu's body on Syrax's back with great effort and wiped her tears. Her face was covered with seawater and mud. "I'm sorry for making a fool of myself."

"If it were me, I would be more radical than you." Valar clenched his fists: "When will we break into King's Landing?" He couldn't wait to teach Aemond a lesson.

"We have to wait for news from King's Landing and your brother to return with the news." Queen Rhaenyra said, "Our people have not yet reported back to King's Landing. There are only two dragons on Dragonstone that can fight. There is still a big gap between us and the usurper."

"My brother will be back soon." Valar patted his breastplate and said, "With Rey and Shadow Nightmare in Dragon's Nest, as well as my family's army, there won't be any problems for the time being. I will fly to King's Landing with His Majesty and my brother and make Aemond pay the price."

Rhaenyra nodded heavily. She wanted to say something, but her voice was choked. But she finally managed to speak out: "Prince Valar, after my discussion with Lord Corliss and Princess Rhaenys, we hope to be able to betroth Rhaenyra to Prince Rey?"

"Who is Rhaena?" Valar touched his head. "Oh, I remember now. She is Xiaolu's fiancée. Leila has a good relationship with her. I have met her several times. She is a very cute and obedient girl. But I have no say in this matter. You have to talk to my elder brother and third brother, Your Majesty."

"I understand." Rhaenyra nodded, her tears still falling from her cheeks. "I wanted to go to Dragon's Nest in person, but now that you are here, I..."

"I will escort you to Dragonstone." Valar turned and walked towards Silverwing. "Let the Usurper and Aemond pay the price sooner rather than later. You can come to Dragon's Nest anytime. Our purple palace welcomes you anytime."

Rhaenyra nodded and returned to the back of Syrax's dragon. She carefully tied Xiaolu's body to the front of the dragon saddle, and then rode Syrax into flight.

Silver Wing followed closely behind, and the two giant dragons flew away from the beach one after the other, leaving only a few fishermen dividing the money in the bag.

"I discovered the giant dragon, so I should get more." The young fisherman snatched the bag and poured the golden dragons out onto the ground. He leaned over the ground, counted the golden dragons, and talked on and on.

"What did you find? Everyone gets a share!" The old fisherman was not happy. He pulled his eldest son to dig for the gold coins towards him. Only Old Harry quietly picked up a gold coin and ran away, leaving the remaining fishermen to scramble for the gold coins on the ground like crazy. "How dare you steal my money!" A burly fisherman picked up the harpoon on the boat and shouted. "Ah!" The scream made Old Harry pause, but he continued to run without stopping.

Night and dark clouds gradually enveloped the beach, and there were gold coins and indelible bloodstains all over the ground.

The North, Wolfwood.

Longzel stabbed a glacier deer through with a sharp spear, and watched the huge beast whimper and fall. Jacaerys cut off the deer's antlers neatly, and the deer meat was cut by several leaders of the mountain clans and handed over to the chefs in the team to grill. Cregan Stark cut off a piece of deer meat with a knife, put it in his mouth and chewed it, and then continued: "Prince, this is probably the largest deer in the Wolf Forest."

"Whether it is or not, it is our prey today." Longzel put away his hunting spear with a smile. Their alliance in the North was unusually smooth. Perhaps it was the oppression of the two giant dragons, or perhaps it was because the people of the North were so trustworthy. All the lords of the North came to Winterfell in person, ready to wait for the wheat in their territories to be harvested and then immediately recruit troops to go south.

Longzel promised to continue organizing the fleet in the winter to buy cheap food from the East Continent for the North and sell it to the Northern lords at low prices. Jacaerys also reiterated the promise made by Queen Alysanne in the North that the Targaryen family would marry a girl from the Stark family in the future, or would marry a princess to the heir of the Stark family. The Manderly family also received a promise of marriage.

Lord Rodrik Dustin and the elderly predecessor of the Lacewell family, Lord Robb Lacewell - the old warrior immediately passed the position to his grandson when he learned that the Greybeard Wolf Army was formed, and he put on armor, took his own battle axe, long-haired horse and sworn knight to join Rodrik's team. The two thousand Greybeard veterans led by them had already gone south a few days ago. Everyone in this army was equipped with long-haired horses from the North. They did not take the King's Road, but took the Neck and passed the Twins, striving to join the battlefield in the Riverlands as quickly as possible.

At this moment, Lord Domeric Bolton, who had a pair of amber eyes, rode a fast horse to the camp with a serious face. The young Lord Bolton jumped off the horse and rushed to Cregan. "My lord, there is a letter from Storm's End and a letter from Harrenhal."

Cregan opened the two letters and his expressionless face instantly turned cold. He looked up at Longzel and Prince Jakaris who was busy cutting venison, and could only sigh and hand the letter to Longzel.

After reading the letter, Longzel closed his eyes. Jekaris took the letter from Longzel with some curiosity. After reading it, he also fell into a long silence. If you look closely, you can see that the boy's eyes are gradually turning red.

"Very good, very good." Longzel opened his eyes. Even Duke Creggan could feel the coldness and murderous intent in Longzel's deep purple eyes. "Well done, Xiaolu. Well done, Emond. Well done, well done."

He stood up immediately. "Jack, we are going to fly to Harrenhal. Duke, I'm sorry we can't stay in the North any longer."

"I sympathize with Prince Lusilis's experience." Duke Creggan prayed for Lusilis using the gesture of praying for the old gods: "The North will never forget. We will go south to join the war as soon as possible."

Longzel nodded gratefully and dragged the motionless Jakaris towards where the dragon rested.

"Sir, is this true? Xiaolu he..." It was not until he ran to the side of the somewhat manic dragon that Xiaojie came to his senses and asked with a choked voice.

"Xiaolu died as a warrior." Longzel climbed onto the dragon saddle of Wormisol: "We will seek justice for him in the way of a warrior. Xiaojie, let's go."

"Yeah." Jacaerys wiped his frozen tears vigorously and jumped onto the dragon's back of Womax. The two dragons took off almost at the same time and flew south.

Duskdale.

Vhagar cast a cold glance at the burning town, while Sun-Flame feasted on dead horses and cattle. Aemond watched as Criston Cole pinned Lord Gunthor Darklyn against a stake and forced him to his knees. Aegon the Great stood before Gunthor and spat at him, "Traitor."

"You are a traitor, a false king, an oathbreaker, and a kinslayer." Gunthor stared at Aegon the Great without flinching. "The crown on your head was stolen. Do you not want King's Landing anymore? Usurper."

Great Aegon's defense was instantly broken, "Christon, kill this traitor."

"Come on, Kingmaker." Gunthor glanced at the captain of the white knights, and the acting king raised his sword. "You have tarnished your white robe, and the gods will..."

Before he finished speaking, the blade had already fallen, and the earl's head rolled on the ground for a few times, and then stopped moving. The acting king's hand faced the dejected soldiers of the Darklyns. "Now you have one more chance to swear allegiance to the true king." He pointed to Great Aegon: "We can spare you."

Seeing the soldiers of Duskendale kneeling one after another, Aegon the Great finally smiled again: "Brother, where shall we go next?"

Aemond, who had been silent all this time, finally broke the silence: "Raven's Roost, Your Majesty, Lord Criston, we can start our plan now."

First update, I finally finished the ddl, tears in my eyes. There will be another update around 11 o'clock tonight, it will be very substantial. There will be three updates on September 9nd and 2rd to make up for the two updates I owed before, and three updates on the first weekend of September, and four updates if possible.

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