Chapter 266 Damon’s unauthorized actions

Entering the castle, the stone hall was empty and lit with several bonfires.

Stepping on the soft carpet, Rhaegar watched the two women approaching with their servants.

"Cousin, come and wipe away the rain, don't catch a cold."

Lanner was wrapped in a blanket and asked the servants to bring towels and shawls.

Beside her, a mature woman with curly black hair had a beautiful face and said politely: "It is a great honor to welcome all princes and princesses to Storm's End."

Rhaegar had never seen this lady before, and looked at Rhaenyra inquiringly.

Renee tightened her cloak, stepped forward and said regretfully: "We are here for the late Duke Beaumonde, Lady Elena."

Elena said gently: "I have seen Targaryen's sincerity. Please prepare to take a warm bath to avoid catching a cold."

"Thank you, ma'am."

Rhaenyra thanked him and quietly informed Rhaegar of his identity.

Elena Cullen, born in the Cullen family of Nightsong City, is located in the Dorne Frontier in the southwest of the Stormlands.

She married Boros Baratheon and was not famous in her early years. She is now the Duchess of Storm's End.

Rhaegar smoothed the ends of his wet hair, exchanged polite greetings, and asked bluntly: "Where is Lord Bolos? Why don't you see him?"

"My husband is entertaining Lord Corlys and Princess Rhaenys to pay homage to my late father-in-law."

Mrs. Elena has a magnetic voice and responds to questions calmly.

Bolos did not come to greet him, which was a discourteous act.

She gave reasonable reasons to dispel the dissatisfaction of all the princes and princesses.

After all, he came here to pay homage, so Rhaegar was not too picky and walked up the stairs under the leadership of his attendants.

I was wet and couldn't see anyone.

While everyone was chatting, some guests were welcomed into the castle, and Lady Elena stepped forward to thank them in an orderly manner.

…

After washing up, Rhaegar walked out of the bathroom and found his brothers and sisters.

After waiting for a long time, Lannar gathered her cousins ​​together and went to the upper hall of Storm's End Castle to attend the banquet.

She touched her belly with one hand and explained carefully: "There are no outsiders at the banquet. Lord Bolos is here especially for your family and mine."

"Aren't Cousin Damon and Lanino here?"

Lei Jia was confused and did not see the appearance of Haiyan.

Lanner hesitated and said complainingly: "Damon will come later, and Lannino was asked by him to patrol the Stepstone Islands."

Corakxiu was still injured, and Daemon had no dragon to control. Most of the patrols were led by Laninor and Aegon in rotation.

While chatting and walking, they soon arrived at the hall where the banquet was being held.

Bolos, a bearded man, was sitting in the main seat and was irritably scolding his servants.

Opposite him, Corliss looked indifferent and rubbed his chin.

Rhaenys was wearing a corset dress and stood in front of the wine cabinet, looking displeased at the shouting Bolos.

If the other person wasn't her cousin, he would definitely give him a slap in the face.

Rhaegar and Rhaenyra came hand in hand and said hello with a smile: "Aunt, Lord Corlys."

Seeing her nephew and niece arriving, Rhaenys raised a smile and stepped forward holding a bottle of good wine: "I didn't expect you all to come. It's really a surprise for me."

"The Duke of Beaumonde has done a great job, and my father repeatedly insisted that we all be there."

Rhaegar said the scene and took the initiative to hug his enthusiastic aunt.

Rhaenys hugged her nephew and niece in turn, took the hands of Rhaenyra and Helena, strode to the dining table, and said: "Boros is a rough man, don't be offended by a place that doesn't provide good hospitality. It's hard for you to come here in the rain. "

The Rhaegar brothers kept up and glanced at Boros who stopped noisy.

As if aware of being stared at, Bolos patted the corner of his clothes and stood up, raising his chin proudly: "The Baratheon family thanks you and your family for visiting, Your Highness."

As he spoke, he bent his bloated belly and gave a fake salute.

"Haha." Aegon snorted and sat on the chair.

Rega glanced at him but said nothing. He put his hand on Boros's shoulder and said calmly: "A moment of silence for your father."

After that, he ignored this guy and sat next to Rhaenyra.

Bolos looked a little confused and sat on the main seat arrogantly, shouting at the top of his voice for the servants to bring the dishes.

He was venting his dissatisfaction in this way.

The death of his father, the grief of losing a loved one and the excitement of the leap in power made him unable to control himself, and he was a little unable to control his emotions well.

The banquet was about to begin. Lady Elena arrived late and apologized: "I just greeted the Dondarrion family in Darkport. I hope I'm not late."

"No, sit down quickly."

Rhaenys tasted the red wine and shared it with her husband and two nieces.

The banquet officially started.

Rhaegar enjoyed Rhaenyra's carefully selected dishes, looked at Corliss with a smile, and said naturally: "Lord Corliss, I heard that you recently made a big deal with the prince of Pentos?"

Corliss's expression remained unchanged, he held a piece of steak on his fork and said calmly: "Pantos's spices and wine are good."

"I have been to Pantos, and the local customs and customs are quite acceptable."

Lei Jia meant something, but did not make it clear, and took the initiative to drop the topic.

The Sea Serpent has been dormant for three years, and its ties with the Free Trade Cities have become increasingly close.

He had to pay attention.

Corliss did not answer the call, and instead chatted with Bolos, telling some strange things.

The atmosphere of the banquet was a bit cold, but fortunately, Mrs. Elena and Lanner were walking around, laughing and joking with the female family members.

Aegon ignored these voices, took a sip of wine, and thought to himself: "Daemon didn't come, otherwise he would look good."

Although he was taught a lesson by his good uncle last time, he didn't think he could beat him.

The defeat was purely due to Damon's sneak attack first, and he didn't have time to parry.

…

Bloodstone Island.

The sky was gloomy, with dark clouds billowing with water vapor, and it looked like a storm was about to come.

On the blue sea, warships sailed one after another, heading towards the channel near the place of dispute.

On the waterway, several cargo ships flying the flag of the Three Women Country sailed.

Wuwuwu——

On a remote island, the watchman in the watchtower blew the horn, which spread for miles.

"What's going on? Increase your vigilance!"

The mercenaries on the cargo ship immediately became alert and ran out of the cabin to guard the deck.

"Hiss..."

Suddenly, a sharp dragon roar sounded, and the light gray dragon soared over, spraying out dragon flames.

boom--

The cargo ship was hit by dragon flames, and its mast suddenly broke, igniting a fire and knocking down a group of mercenaries.

"It's a dragon, retreat quickly!"

The mercenary leader was shocked, and he didn't expect that a giant dragon would attack him.

Just when the cargo ship was about to turn around and escape, warships approached from the distant sea, with three red dragon flags hanging on their masts.

Dai Meng, who was dressed in pitch-black armor and had a face as cold as frost, was as gloomy as the weather. He stared at several cargo ships with eager eyes.

With a swish sound, he pulled out the long sword from his waist, ordered the archers to draw their bows and prepare, and shouted loudly: "Attack, leave no one behind!"

Whoosh whoosh whoosh...

Sharp arrows were shot out, igniting flames and raining down on the cargo ship.

Amidst the hoarse screams, several cargo ships burst into flames, and the mercenaries were thrown into chaos.

"Hiss..."

Lanino rode Hai Yan back in a roundabout way, shouting wildly: "Dragon Flame!"

In an instant, a one-sided and crushing naval battle suddenly broke out.

The warship continued to approach, and the collision angle fiercely broke the cargo ship's hull, and chains were thrown out to fix the ship.

Wearing a helmet with two ears and dragon wings, Damon jumped to the cargo ship deck along the collision angle like a gust of wind, displaying his superb martial arts to his heart's content.

Damon cut down each mercenary without mercy, his eyes were very cold.

After a long time, the war ended.

The soldiers cleaned the battlefield and threw the corpses of the mercenaries into the sea to feed the fish.

"Sir, please forgive me, I'm just a businessman..."

The cargo merchant accompanying the ship knelt down and begged for mercy. He was stabbed in the neck and died with full reluctance.

Damon took off his helmet, sat on the railing of the deck, and received a letter from the raven.

After reading it carefully, he grinned and stepped on the corpse under his feet with satisfaction.

The ink pad on the letter paper was branded with the emblem of Volantis.

After tearing up the letter, Damon walked to the cabin and kicked open the door.

"ah!……"

"Do not kill me……"

In the cabin, in addition to wooden boxes filled with cargo, there were also a group of ragged slaves.

Damon glanced at it, called his adjutant, and said indifferently: "Stay the slave girl, and deal with the rest."

"Yes, Your Highness."

The adjutant walked into the cabin with a cold face and sword in hand.

Not long after, there was a shrill scream.

Damon ignored it completely and directed the soldiers to search for the goods and carry them to the warship.

call--

The sea smoke flew from afar, and its wings beat the cold wind.

Lanino, who was on the dragon's back, looked troubled and hesitated: "Is it really necessary to rob the ships of the Three Women's Kingdom?"

The Three Women Kingdom is also divided into hawks and doves.

The hawks who advocated aggression have fallen into disuse, and now the doves with moderate methods are in power.

The friction between the two sides remains, but they both maintain a sense of reason.

Maliciously plundering the other party's cargo ship can easily cause a violent backlash.

Damon looked calm and said matter-of-factly: "Three Women can rob our ships, so can I."

Lannino was not used to this kind of iron-blooded tactics, so he changed his voice and said, "Lannar asked you to go to Storm's End to attend the funeral. Do you want me to give you a ride?"

"No need, I can go where I want without dragons."

Damon wiped the blood stains from the long sword on the clothes of a corpse and traced the corners of his lips: "We just happened to seize a batch of property. I took the boat to carry the gifts to the appointment."

…

Three days later, a funeral was held at Storm's End.

The sky was a little dark, and a wooden platform as high as one person was piled in the center of the vestibule to hold the body of Duke Beaumonde.

Rhaegar sent a bouquet of flowers and bowed his head in silence.

After him, Bolos and a group of guests paid their respects in turn, sending bouquets of flowers and eulogies.

Looking at his father's remains with his eyes closed, Bolos's eyes were red and swollen, and he held the hands of his wife and daughters to hold back the sadness.

Rhaenys comforted softly: "Boros, let uncle leave safely."

Bolos nodded solemnly, let go of his wife and daughter's clasped hands, walked step by step to Rhaegar in black attire, and solemnly said: "Please, Your Highness."

"Condolences."

Rhaegar persuaded and turned to look at the glutton at the city gate.

According to the Duke of Beaumonde's dying will, he hoped to be cremated like his wife.

Rhaegar communicated with Glutton and spoke in High Valyrian: "Glutton, dragonfire!"

"Hiss..."

Glutton's wings supported the floor of the vestibule, and he slowly walked to the pile of wood, raised his neck high, and accurately sprayed out a mouthful of green dragon flames.

In the dragon flames, the body was quickly burned.

Piles of dry wood intensified the fire, and the scorching flames engulfed the dead, leaving only the scattered ashes of the living.

"Hiss!!"

"Hiss..."

As the glutton roared, the dragons Dreamfire and Syrax raised their heads and neighed, and the dragon's roar resounded throughout Storm's End.

The guests who came to attend the funeral lifted their hearts when they heard the sound and recited the eulogy devoutly.

In the vestibule, several giant dragons with different scales and colors roared, which greatly shocked the guests present.

The dominance of the Targaryen family is clearly felt.