Chapter 361 Very good, let’s start the war!

"Prince Rhaegar, don't you think you are being too aggressive?"

Kuidou interrupted from the side, his dark, fat face tightened.

Rhaegar looked him up and down and said disdainfully: "Myr, in what capacity are you talking to me?"

"I am the general representative of the Three Women Kingdom, and I am responsible for this negotiation." Kuidou said, straightening his clothes.

Since the end of the Second Battle of the Stepstones, Myr has suffered a major blow and he is the only governor left.

In the process of rebuilding Myr, he made huge profits and became the richest businessman in the city-state.

"Haha, what a general representative."

Rega sneered, and glanced at the people in the Three Women's Kingdom one by one. Finally, he stared at the dark fat man and said coldly: "I only want to ask you one thing, will Mogul still not return it?"

Staring at his purple eyes, Kui Dou's nerves tightened and he swallowed secretly.

He felt a little horrified, but when he thought that Myr could take priority in training the dragon, there was nothing he couldn't do.

It is the nature of businessmen to pursue profits.

Kuidou straightened his back vigorously, his belly bulged, and said in a deep voice: "The Mogul you mentioned is a wild dragon. It has no owner or driver, and now belongs to the Kingdom of the Third Daughter!"

"What nonsense!"

Rhaegar's face turned cold and he said word by word: "My great-grandmother Queen Alexa's mount Silver Wing still lives on Dragonstone Island. It also has no driver. Does this mean you can land on the island to capture it?"

Kuidou gritted his teeth and said: "Targaryen has never had an adult dragon named Mogul. It is basically a dragon without a master."

"You are determined not to hand over Mogul, then prepare for the baptism of blood and fire!"

Lei Jia's face turned cold and he completely lost his patience.

Negotiations between Targaryen and the Three Women's Kingdom have failed!

The participants at the stone table were all in high spirits.

Helena clenched her fists nervously, and Emond's eyes flashed with excitement. He turned aside the representatives of the three female countries beside him and stared at his eldest brother in unison.

Seeing the tit-for-tat confrontation between the two sides, the depressing atmosphere made it difficult to breathe.

Ferrege quickly stood up and said with a hearty smile: "Don't be angry yet. We can slowly discuss the ownership of a wild dragon."

boom--

As soon as she finished speaking, Rhaenys stood up from the table, faced Ferregor beside her with a cold face, and asked: "Sea King, Targaryen will not let anyone fall into his hands, let alone anyone who watches the dragon. Cunning guy!"

In an instant, the temperature in the conference room dropped to freezing point.

Everyone only heard that the Sea King of Braavos was duplicitous and secretly supported the Three Women's Kingdom in suppressing the Targaryens.

They even played word games such as "wild dragon" and "right of ownership" that insult people's intelligence.

Rhaegar looked away and said bluntly: "Sea King, based on your words, can I think that you have formed an alliance with the Three Women to declare war on Targaryen?"

His eyes were staring straight at Ferrego, obviously he was sitting on a chair, but he seemed to be looking down from above.

Ferregor was speechless for a moment, glanced at Myrquid, and said with a strong attitude: "Prince Rhaegar, wild dragons do not belong to Targaryen."

"I didn't know that there were dragons in the world that were not Targaryen?"

Lei Jia smiled, glanced at the whole audience playfully, crossed his hands in front of him, and said calmly: "Very good, let's start the battle!"

He was fed up with the faces of these Free Trade City merchants.

Since they want war, give them a song of blood and fire that will be remembered in history!

"It's too much!"

Kui Dou suddenly became angry and cursed angrily: "You think this is still the time of the Free Fortress, when Targaryen was just a poor dragon king, and Essos, a dragon species with nobler blood than yours, grabbed a lot of them!"

At the same time, representatives of Reese and Telos stood up one after another, and the negotiation turned into a farce of confrontation.

Crunch——

The chair under Rhaegar moved backwards, scraping against the floor and making a shrill scream.

Kuidou's face was gloomy as he stared at the silver-haired boy standing up slowly in front of him, his big belly rising and falling with rapid breathing.

He has five hundred Unsullied soldiers in his hands, and the Sea King of Braavos is an ally of the Three Women.

This was how he dared to scold the Targaryen Crown Prince.

Kuidou's breathing became heavier. He glanced at his ally Ferrego from the corner of his eye and puffed out his chest proudly.

As soon as his eyes turned around, a big green hand as white as jade stretched out in front of him.

boom--

His dark head hit the stone table hard. Kuidou wanted to scream but was choked in his throat. His throat was pinched tightly by a big hand.

"Myr, I admire your courage."

There was a sneer on the corner of Rega's mouth, and he pinched the opponent's neck like a chicken, held down the dark fat face, and smashed the table continuously.

Bang bang bang...

He competed with his strength one after another, causing blood to fly everywhere, venting the frustration in his heart without any reservation.

A humble slave trader is really looking for death!

"stop!!……"

This scene happened so fast that the representatives of Reese and Telos were startled and shouted loudly.

Swish——

As soon as the words were spoken, Helena, who had a tight face, flicked her sleeves, took a small pocket sword, put it directly against the temple of the young man from Lis, and said with a slight trembling: "Don't move!"

At almost the same moment, a flash of madness flashed in Imond's eyes. He picked up the porcelain cup on the table and smashed it with a bang. He held a sharp piece of porcelain and placed it across the neck of the young Telos man.

Blood was flowing and his throat was almost cut.

The old man Qohor's face turned pale and he said in a panic: "Fellow Targaryens, you have something to say."

Just as he was about to stand up with his old arms and legs, Aegon suddenly got angry, grabbed his head and slammed it on the table, making a strange voice: "Old man, you are still a human being!"

In an instant, the conference room became an execution ground.

The four descendants of Targaryen continued to unleash their aggression.

They have all been waiting for this moment for a long time.

"Stop! Stop it all!"

Ferrege's expression changed dramatically. He looked at the cold-faced Rhaenys and then at the executioner-like Rhaegar, and couldn't help but feel angry.

The lean swordsman beside him immediately drew his sword and protected Neptune behind him.

Wow…

Hearing noises outside the door, a group of guards quickly rushed into the conference room, holding spears and scimitars and surrounding everyone.

Rhaenys looked arrogant, holding the dark sisters in her hands, looking at Ferregor who was huddled at the door.

At the conference table, only Representative Pantos and Damon were left who had not yet stood up.

"Everyone..."

The Pentos representative was stunned and stood up to make peace.

Damon held his shoulders, paying attention to the movements of his nephews and nieces, staring at Brother Ferre with interest, and said with a smile: "Why, you still want to keep us here?"

Hearing this, Ferrego's head seemed to explode, and he suppressed his anger and said: "Prince Daemon, you openly attacked the guests in my palace. Do you think Braavos is easy to bully?"

"Oh?" Damon rubbed his chin with his fingers and asked, "Didn't you first think that Targaryen was easy to bully?"

Ferrege laughed angrily, his beard waving wildly, he raised his hand and pointed at Rega who was like hitting a ball, and shouted: "He is already committing murder!"

Rega was pressing down on Kui Dou's head and smashing it vigorously. He looked back and warned: "If you don't want this finger, keep holding it up."

"you……"

Ferrege was furious and couldn't believe that the Iron Throne, which had always been weak, acted so openly this time.

"Hiss-"

Suddenly, the roar of a dragon suddenly appeared, sounding like a bell, penetrating through layers of obstacles and echoing in the empty conference room.

next moment.

In front of the tall floor-to-ceiling windows of the conference room, a flash of darkness emerged.

Ferrego only glanced at it, and immediately backed away with his legs weak in fear.

A jet-black dragon head slowly poked out from under the glass window sideways, its green vertical pupils shone with a cold light, like an evil god watching the world.

"Roar……"

The dragon's kiss opened wide, revealing its staggered sharp fangs, and a puff of smoke-like green dragon flame shot out into the sky.

snap——

The high temperature of the dragon flames spread rapidly, and the glass window shattered under the load, and waves of scorching hot water poured into the room.

Even though he was more than ten meters away, Ferrego's hair and beard were burnt and smelled faintly.

Rhaegar turned his back to the dragon flame, his silver hair flying in the wind, and his purple eyes shining brightly.

He held the half-dead Kui Dou with his face covered in blood and flesh with one hand, and dragged him towards Ferrego like a dead dog.

"stop!"

The lean swordsman gave a low shout and looked back and forth fearfully at the dark dragon.

In contrast, the guards surrounding the room collapsed. They were all so frightened that they urinated and wailed in the high temperature.

Rega stopped halfway, with a trace of evil spirit between his brows, and said solemnly: "I said, let's start the war!"

After saying that, he smashed Kuidou's throat with one punch, dug his five fingers into his flesh with his backhand, and tore a section of his throat to pieces.

"Ho ho..."

Kui Dou couldn't even scream, he clutched his throat with a ferocious expression, his fat black body twisted like a maggot, and he died slowly and painfully.

Rhaegar glanced at Ferregor and said contemptuously: "Sea King, the first drop of blood in the war is born from this moment."

The palm soaked in sticky blood was raised, and the soft throat flew out and fell down like trash.

The throat slid across the white stone floor, leaving dazzling traces of blood, and stopped impartially at Ferrego's feet.

Ferrego was stunned, his chest heaving violently, anger and fear filling his heart at the same time, making it impossible for him to say a word to please or curse.

Rhaegar didn't care. He bent down and took off a silk handkerchief from Kuidou's breast pocket to wipe his hands. As he walked out the door, he said: "The Dragon Society will be the first to come to Lys, so look forward to it."

His words seemed to be a clever note, causing echoes from several younger brothers and sisters.

Helena glanced at Representative Reese timidly, pushed hard with her chubby hand, and the pocket sword pierced her temple and penetrated her entire head.

Stab!

Aemon struck faster, and the porcelain piece directly opened the throat of the representative of Telos, and blood spurted out three feet away.

Not to be outdone, Aegon smiled strangely and grabbed the old man Qohor's head, intending to hit it on the table and smash his head.

The old man Qohor was so frightened that he peed his pants and cried, "I am not the same as them."

"Um?"

Aegon's men paused, swept away Helena and Aemond, and let go of the old man with a disdainful cut.

So far, following Rhaegar's example, four young Targaryens have walked out of the door one after another.

"Haha, what a good show." Damon stood up with a smile and dragged the Pentos representative out.

This is how war should be fought, the more intense the fight, the better.

My brother's children are much more bloody than his brother.

Rhaenys frowned secretly, turned around and left the conference room without commenting on the actions of the juniors.

After all the Targaryens came out, Ferregor looked at the corpses and screaming guards on the ground, trembling and dazed.

After taking a few breaths of labored breath, Ferrego turned his head and glared at the silver-haired figures in the corridor, unable to control himself and wanting to curse.

Swish——

As if they sensed the malice behind them, the silver-haired figures all turned their heads, standing close together and looking back at each other.

The light in the corridor was dim, and the white stone walls seemed to cast a shadow.

The six pairs of purple eyes were of different heights, but they shone with the same cold light in the dim environment.

Ferrege burped, and the words stuck on his lips, and he swallowed hard down his throat.

A sentence quickly came to mind.

"Blood and fire come from the same source!"

One more chapter.