Chapter 357 There can only be one dragon clan in the world!

At noon, the sun is high in the sky.

In the Picture Table Hall, bright light shines through the tall narrow windows on all sides, but the air is still freezing cold.

The circular room was filled with figures, surrounding the sand table and stone table.

Rega stood on the side of the stone table, holding the stone tabletop with both hands, and glanced sharply at everyone present.

Sea serpent Corlys, Rhaenys, Lannal, Aegon...

Leonor, Otto, Lannino...

This is an impromptu royal meeting, including but not limited to every member with the surname Targaryen and Velaryon.

From father Viserys to little Daeron huddled next to Allison's legs, everyone has to be involved.

He wanted to tell the people present a truth.

war! It's imminent!

Rhaegar slapped the table, his expression still cold, and he went straight to the point: "My lords, silence cannot solve the problem. We should discuss how to take back the wild dragon!"

dragon! It must not fall into the hands of outsiders!

Not to mention that Yanhai Yelong was still severely injured by the glutton, and he was partly responsible.

"Prince, with all due respect. You will not hand over any dragon, and others will not return any dragon to you."

Corliss spoke sharply and raised his head arrogantly, saying: "Lys is hunting wild dragons and openly provoking Targaryen's majesty. War is inevitable."

"I agree!" Dimon firmly supported.

The two hit it off immediately and both have longed for war.

Rhaegar glanced at him, his eyes cold and silent.

Although they do not want to fulfill their ambitions, the prelude to war has already begun.

Looking around again, everyone else was frowning and silent.

Everyone is thinking about the sacrifices of war.

Even Viserys, the king, sat at the end of the stone table and thought deeply.

His face was ugly, and there was anger in his eyes. He clutched the letter and checked it over and over again.

The letter is very clear.

The wild dragon in the sea of ​​smoke was seriously injured and wandered on a desert island in the sea of ​​Lys. A group of mercenaries discovered this behemoth.

Use livestock to lower the vigilance of the wild dragon, and use chains and human lives to catch the wild dragon alive when it is resting.

It was sold to the Governor of Lys, Banroba Bazane, at a high price.

Seeing his silence, Rhaegar frowned secretly and said directly: "Father, you are the king of the Seven Kingdoms and the head of the Targaryen family. You still need to make a decision on this matter!"

He is the Crown Regent, not yet the King.

If my father doesn't make a final decision, everything is just talk.

After hearing this, Viserys controlled his anger and reason prevailed, and said solemnly: "Once the war starts and all the lives are destroyed, we'd better think of a way to reconcile first."

"Your Majesty, it will only be the Three Women's Kingdom that will be in ruins. Peaceful coexistence is just a child's play."

Collis was dismissive and bluntly sarcastic.

Someone has captured an ownerless wild dragon. Regardless of whether anyone in the Three Women Kingdom can tame the wild dragon, the threat has been posed.

Viserys secretly resented it and crumpled the letter into a ball.

Otto saw this scene in his eyes and spoke in defense: "Lord Sea Snake, your Majesty is thinking about the peace of the kingdom. We should at least negotiate with the Three Women Kingdom first and order them to return the wild dragon."

"Fantasy." Damon sneered.

Leonor stood up, played the role of the king's hand, and said seriously: "Your Majesty, the three women in the country have wild ambitions, and this capture of the wild dragon is most likely for the sinister purpose of taking it for oneself."

"What do you mean?" Viserys hesitated.

Leonor ignored the two sides of the argument and said rationally: "Prepare for war in advance, and at the same time send people to negotiate with the Three Women's Kingdom to test the attitude of the Three Women's Kingdom."

In a word, be polite first and then attack with force.

Boss Damon was unwilling and retorted: "This is just to alert the enemy. We should immediately send warships and dragons to attack Lys and win a quick victory."

Tormund interjected from the side and said calmly: "As far as I know, the Three Women's Kingdom has built no less than a hundred watchtowers equipped with scorpion crossbows in each city-state over the years to specifically guard against dragon air attacks."

No one is a fool. After suffering a loss once, he will not want to suffer a second time.

Moreover, Aemond continued: "Both Braavos and Dorne are closely connected to the Kingdom of the Three Women. If the kingdom rashly goes to war, it is likely to be resisted by the entire Free Trade City and Dorne."

Three years ago, Rhaegar rode a glutton to burn down the city-states of the Three Women's Kingdom.

The remaining Free Trade Cities have denounced it more than once and are very resistant to the invasion of dragons from the Free Fortress era.

Damon looked him up and down and said sarcastically: "Have you seen any city-state that took revenge on your master? We have our own allies."

Tormund smiled, looked at the king sitting aside, and said sincerely: "Your Majesty, I think it is unnecessary to negotiate with the Three Women's Kingdom, but it is necessary to write a letter to win over other Free Trade Cities, or to give a warning. ”

Viserys gritted his teeth secretly and said with a sullen face: "Rhaegar, what do you think we should do?"

The opinions of the ministers were unanimous. As a king, he could not be weak.

Rega waited for this sentence for a long time and then said solemnly: "Father, there is no problem in sending people to negotiate with the Three Women Kingdom, but we must make preparations for war first and start a war at any time."

Wild dragons in the sea of ​​smoke have fallen into Lys. The Free Trade City is not without the remnants of the Dragon King family. Who can guarantee that there will be no accidents.

Rhaegar looked around and glanced at Daemon, Aegon, Aemond...

Every dragon rider present was in his eyes.

Lei Jia's eyes were sharp and he said in a deep voice: "No matter what, there can only be one dragon clan in the world!"

…

Two days later.

The summer sea, the vast expanse of sea.

"Hiss-"

A behemoth as black as coal crashed through the white clouds, and the terrifying ferocious dragon roared passionately.

On the dragon's back, Rhaegar, dressed in black robes, sat on the saddle, his silver hair flying in the wind.

It was approaching noon and the weather was sultry.

Rhaegar overlooked the sea below and saw a green island in the distance.

After flying for a while in the direction of the island, the jungle-covered continent appeared in front of our eyes.

"Sothoros, we are finally here."

Rhaegar's eyes lit up slightly.

On Dragonstone Island, my father is in charge, and he is assisted by a group of royal ministers, so there is no need for him to be in charge all the time.

The war was about to begin, and he couldn't let the gluttons endure hunger and go to the battlefield.

I came specially to this uninhabited continent to hunt the pterosaurs.

It is worth mentioning that during this period, he used the dragon to conduct a high-altitude reconnaissance of Reese's defense force.

There are a large number of patrol ships on the sea, and there are hundreds of watchtowers in the city-state, each of which has more than one scorpion crossbow.

The scorpion crossbows were too dense. If the dragon wanted to spray dragon flames at low altitude, it had to risk being shot in the eye.

If they were young dragons such as Yang Yan and Hai Yan, they would most likely be shot dead.

Air strikes are not advisable, and the best strategy is to attack with dragons and fleets at the same time.

"Roar……"

The glutton roared, and his figure suddenly lowered, swooping and gliding close to the dense jungle, his vertical pupils staring at a towering mountain in the distance.

Judging from its appearance, it seems that it has already been familiar with the road.

Rhaegar smiled and asked: "Glutton, you have been here before, right?"

"Hiss..."

Glutton's green vertical pupils flashed with a hint of arrogance, his flying speed increased, and he answered with practical actions.

After a while, one man and one dragon passed through the jungle and bypassed the mountains that blocked the view.

Rhaegar observed his surroundings and sensed the emotions conveyed by the glutton.

There is no suitable prey in this place, and the sharp-billed dragon is deeper in the continent.

Time passes gradually.

Soon, the sun sets.

Neither one person nor one dragon chose to walk at night.

After flying all day long, I had to regain my strength at night.

Below is a primitive jungle, with irregularly distributed streams and swamps surrounded by miasma.

The glutton can see at night, so he chose a dry forest land and sprayed out a breath of green dragon flame.

boom--

Large areas of forest burned, turning to ashes under the constant dragon flames.

The glutton landed slowly, its dark wings beating away the burning trees around it, and it crawled to the ground as usual.

It is a dragon that has traveled across several continents and has far more knowledge than most dragons and even humans.

Rhaegar slid down the dragon's back, took out dry food from the space bracelet to fill his stomach, and built a temporary tent.

He was used to the glutton's wisdom and knew how to enjoy it.

It's quiet at night.

Bang! Bang!

Rhaegar was sleeping soundly in his tent when a noise woke him up.

"Squeak..."

Suddenly, a high-pitched neigh sounded, familiar yet unfamiliar.

Rhaegar suddenly became energetic and said in surprise: "Long-winged dragon!"

After getting out of the cramped tent, there were flashes of fire in the jungle a mile away.

"Roar……"

The glutton was also alarmed. The dragon's head was raised high, and its green vertical pupils stared at the noisy place like two clusters of will-o'-the-wisps.

Whoosh——

A gray dragon shadow flashed over the jungle, screaming in pursuit of its prey.

"Glutton, let's go take a look."

Lei Jia quickly climbed onto the dragon's back and stared at the long-winged dragon with burning eyes.

With the help of the moonlight, it can be seen that the long-winged dragon is not small, at least forty feet, larger than the ordinary spotted long-winged dragon.

"Hiss..."

The glutton roared restlessly, the dragon's kiss opened in a ferocious arc, and it flapped its wide wings to take off.

It was very hungry, and the prey just came to its mouth.

Before the long-winged dragon realized that it was being targeted by the top predator, it screamed like crazy, lowered its head and threw itself on the ground, attacking with its fangs and claws.

"Dragon Flame!!"

Rhaegar's eyes were cold and he spoke High Valyrian.

boom--

A jet of green dragon flames shot out like a pillar, centering on the long-winged dragon fluttering randomly below.

"Squeak!..."

The long-winged dragon screamed miserably, a big hole was instantly burned out of its back, and it died completely after flapping its wings twice.

The glutton swooped down and trampled on the large forest trees with both feet, eagerly tearing into the flesh and blood of its prey.

Rhaegar took a look and saw that the long-winged dragon's body was covered with a layer of gray scales, with green moss growing in the gaps, and it was full of earthy smell.

Probably a swamp pterosaur, a species that lives in swamps.

Under this long-winged dragon, there were several tall savages with paint on their skin.

Rhaegar looked up and saw that there were many savages fleeing in the jungle, holding torches and screaming.

After thinking for a moment, I remembered a small piece of history from a brief family history.

There are a certain number of aborigines on the continent of Sothoryos. Their body structure is as strong as wild beasts, and they like to paint white and brown patterns on their skin.

Women cannot reproduce with any male outside their own race, and all their children will be stillborn or have non-human deformities.

During the Freehold period, several powerful dragon king families discovered this continent and established colonies in Basilisk Point.

After three attempts, this undeveloped land was finally abandoned.

The reason for the first time was that the station was destroyed by the aborigines.

Stab!

The glutton opened its mouth fiercely, abandoning the entire burnt-through body of the long-winged dragon, biting into pieces the neck and tail with its fangs, and then swallowed it into its belly with a crunching sound.

After eating a lot, the glutton wiggled his nose and sniffed around, his green vertical eyes focused on a swamp.

"Hiss..."

The glutton roared low, flapped its wings and flew into the sky, heading straight for the swamp.

Through the smell of the long-winged dragon it had eaten, it smelled something similar to dragon eggs.