Chapter 526 The influence of the magic tide
"Glutton, catch up!"
Rhaegar couldn't help but draw out the dragon training whip like a poisonous snake.
"Hiss-"
The glutton couldn't hold it any longer and rushed out at full speed.
The sun is shining and the waves are roaring.
The dark green wild dragon penetrated into the clouds and mist, and the mist rolled and surged, but not a trace of the dragon's shadow was revealed.
Rhaegar's eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, staring intently at the turbulent clouds, following the traces of the wild dragon.
A wild dragon is comparable to a walking natural disaster.
He no longer thought about where the wild dragon came from, but only wanted to take measures to imprison and hunt it.
"Over there, I saw it!"
Lyanna lay in her father's arms, pointing hastily to an area where the clouds were relatively flat.
Womax trembled slightly and huddled in his little master's arms, not daring to show his head.
terrible!
A dragon-eating dragon, a smelly old dragon.
"Glutton, don't let go!"
Rhaegar did not hesitate and chose to trust his daughter's guidance.
The Dorne Sea is the inland sea between Dorne and the Stormlands, and the climate has always been extremely hot.
The sea water steam evaporates, forming thick clouds.
The wild dragon hides in the clouds and soars, its whereabouts are very hidden.
"Hiss-"
The glutton aimed his eyes at a foul-smelling cloud, swallowed the saliva in his throat, and rushed in with a roar.
puff--
The clouds and mist dispersed as soon as they hit, turning into wisps of coolness.
Rhaegar looked left and right, searching for the trace of the wild dragon.
boom--
The glutton has gone through a lot of training, and he spits out a breath of green dragon flame, dispersing the large clouds that obstruct his vision.
However,
The sky is blue, and there is no shadow of the dragon.
"Hiss..."
Haiyan raised his head and roared violently, then plunged into the sky.
The light silver scales blended perfectly into the clouds and mist, moving through it to search for the old dragon that attacked it.
"It's helping."
Lyanna buried her little head and peeked at the rushing sea smoke.
Rhaegar patted her head, feeling heavy for a moment.
Alone, he still dares to fight with dragons.
Holding Lyanna in his arms was obviously not suitable for fighting.
"Hiss..."
Hai Yan poked his head out again, his eyes full of anger, but nothing happened.
After finally finding a backer, he was actually run away by that old dragon.
"Roar……"
The glutton has green eyes and sniffs around.
"How could it not be?"
Rhaegar's eyes were full of suspicion and he couldn't believe it.
At a quick glance, the dark green wild dragon was very huge, looking from head to tail no less than a hundred meters in length of an adult dragon.
even,
Judging from the reflection in the clouds and mist, the figure is even smaller.
The true size is slightly beyond the dream fire of the new adult dragon.
Even if it's not as good as Vhagar, it's not inferior to Vormithor.
How could such an adult dragon disappear before his eyes?
Suitable for dragon species on the sea, or those with talents that are good at flying and hiding.
Rhaegar's thoughts were spinning and he was puzzled.
Corakxiu is good at naval battles, and his dragon flames are endless.
Gray Shadow is proficient in concealment and hides in the clouds and mist all year round.
It is not a rare exception for a wild dragon to master special survival skills.
suddenly,
"Hiss...ang..."
Ten miles away, the vicissitudes of life and the rich roar of the dragon trembled and echoed.
Lei Jia turned his head in surprise and saw only a sea of dense clouds.
The clouds and mist stirred slightly, as if something huge was passing by.
"Hiss!"
Haiyan's reaction was the most intense, breaking away the clouds and mist as if venting his anger, and the dragon's body moved up and down flexibly.
"Dalong, ran away."
Lyanna's voice was timid, and her hands clenched the corners of her father's clothes.
He seemed to be scared and restrained his usual liveliness.
"It doesn't matter, it will be awesome when we see it."
Rega managed his expression well and rubbed the little girl's frizzy chestnut hair.
"Roar……"
The glutton was stranded in mid-air. The dragon's neck turned to look directly at the driver, a haze appearing in its green eyes.
He seemed to be asking if he should be pursued.
It's bigger, faster, and younger.
If he chased and fought with all his strength, that wild dragon might not be able to escape.
Rhaegar hesitated for a moment and objected: "Let it go once and return to Storm's End first."
call--
The glutton punched his nose hard and turned around to fly in the direction of Cape Marseille.
The driver brought his cub with him, as well as a little snack.
As we all know, children and food are not allowed during a war.
…
When passing through the sea of clouds.
The sea smoke is still roaring and rolling up and down restlessly.
Rhaegar drew out his dragon-taming whip and made a crisp sound, speaking the dragon-taming language: "Haiyan, get out of here!"
An unknown adult wild dragon wanders around, no longer suitable for the newly adult Haiyan.
"Hiss..."
Hai Yan roared at Lei Jia, fearing the terror of the dragon-eating species, he did not dare to act rashly.
crackling——
A whip was thrown out and struck on the light silver dragon's spine.
"Hiss!"
Hai Yan screamed and dodged back and forth in pain.
Lei Jia's eyes were sharp and he yelled: "Hai Yan, go back to Longshan!"
As he spoke, the dragon training whip was slowly rolled up in preparation for the next whipping.
If you dare not obey orders, you will be served with a whip.
"Hiss!"
Haiyan hesitated for a long time and finally gave in.
The dragon flicked its head and soared in the direction of its throat.
"Let's go too."
Seeing the sea smoke disappear completely, Rhaegar felt relieved.
A giant dragon with battlefield experience cannot be lost to the wild dragon.
The tide of magic is surging, and there are still many unknowns.
…
evening.
Storm's End, front yard.
The Glutton landed on the ground, crushing a large piece of bricks and stones.
"Hiss..."
A sharp hiss sounded, with a slightly vulgar temperament.
Rhaegar glanced sideways and saw the mud dragon hiding in the corner and gnawing on the sheep bones.
"Aemond is here."
Looking at the overcast sky, the weather was as bad as ever.
"What an ugly dragon."
Lyanna poked her little head out, her cute little face wrinkled.
The Glutton's appearance was horrible, but at least she could see it.
The light silver dragon that I saw halfway was even more outstanding in appearance.
In my little head, I didn't expect that there would be such an ugly dragon.
Too ugly!
"Hiss..."
The sheep thief seemed to hear the little girl's muttering, and unconvincedly spread his wings, showing his skinny and handsome appearance.
"Don't look, dirty eyes."
Rhaegar rolled his eyes and slid down the dragon's back with his daughter in his arms.
…
Escorted by the guards, the father and daughter entered the castle.
Lyanna broke free from his embrace, jumped to the ground, put her hands on her hips, and looked up and said, "Father, I'm not afraid."
That little look was extremely proud.
Rhaegar said with a smile, "What are you afraid of?"
"Not the dragon in the clouds."
Lyanna took it for granted and gave an explanation, "I saw it, dirty scales, brown wing membranes, and it looks so fierce."
Rhaegar raised his eyebrows and asked, "Can you see it clearly?"
Just now he wanted to ask how Anna knew where the wild dragon was.
"Yes, it's very clear."
Lyanna put on a look of coming to praise me, pouting her little mouth, "Through the clouds, the dragon glared at me."
"How did you see it clearly, with your eyes?"
Rhaegar squatted down and slowly guided.
Lyanna was confused and said, "I can see it, as if it's in my head."
As he said that, he raised his hands high and hugged the cute head.
"Anna, you are a little genius."
Rhaegar was pleasantly surprised and kissed his daughter.
He knew that his blood must be extraordinary.
Baelon and Aemon were born with blessings.
Daenerys is a dream walker, and Maekar is suspected of having precognition.
Lyanna, the fifth child, also lived up to expectations and had a pair of extraordinary eyes.
Rhaegar smiled, they were all very talented children.
"Humph, I'm awesome."
Lyanna didn't understand what her father said, but she knew she was defeated.
Hands on hips!
While the father and daughter were talking, the reception attendant hurried over.
"Your Majesty, welcome to your visit."
The male attendant bowed and saluted, breathing heavily.
How could he not feel pressured when a giant dragon came, and it was the king carrying the Iron Throne.
Rhaegar looked around and frowned, "Where are Lady Elena and Lady Cassandra?"
It was inappropriate for the king of a country to visit, but the former duke's widow and the current duchess were not present.
The male attendant's face froze, and he stammered and couldn't speak.
Rhaegar saw something strange and asked, "Where is Aemond? Did I see his dragon?"
"The prince... he's upstairs."
The male attendant was about to cry, and he said timidly, "Lady Elena is sick, and Lady Cassandra is coming downstairs."
"Your art of speaking is very poor, and you are an unqualified receptionist."
Rhaegar shook his head and walked straight upstairs.
Lyanna tilted her head and stayed there in a daze.
"Huh?"
Vormax lay on her head and tilted the dragon's head together.
Rhaegar stepped onto the stairs and turned back to wave, "Come on, you will be lost soon."
"I'm coming!"
Hearing the call, Lyanna was like a pony running away.
...
Rhaegar went upstairs and climbed up the stairs.
Thump, thump...
When he turned a corner, he ran into a beautiful figure.
"Your Majesty."
Cassandra's eyes were red, she wiped her eyes in panic, and bowed to apologize.
Lyanna hugged her father's thigh and looked at the young lady curiously.
I don't understand why she was crying.
Rhaegar thought the same thing and asked directly: "Are you worried about Lady Elena's condition?"
"No... yes."
Cassandra agreed hesitantly and smiled: "Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty, my mother's illness is not a problem."
Rhaegar frowned secretly and didn't believe a word.
A dignified duchess, ruling the superior Stormlands, can't even lie.
Thinking that Aemond was in Storm's End, the reason was already roughly imagined.
Rhaegar sighed and said bluntly: "Take me to Aemond, I will talk to him."
"Your Majesty, he is busy."
Cassandra lowered her head and stirred the fabric of her skirt with her fingers.
"Take me there."
Rhaegar said seriously: "This is an order."
Cassandra did not dare to refuse and agreed: "Yes, Your Majesty."
Turning around to lead the way, she continued to climb the stairs.
Lyanna actively accepted new things and muttered: "This is an order~"
Rhaegar listened.
He rubbed her head hard.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Lyanna squinted her eyes in enjoyment and imitated crisply.
...
Soon, the three stopped in front of a wooden door.
Rhaegar walked forward and wanted to knock on the door.
"Oh... um..."
Suddenly, bursts of rotten gasps came out, accompanied by obscene words that were unbearable to the ears.
Rhaegar paused halfway through knocking, turned his head stiffly, and stared at Cassandra with a complicated expression.
"I didn't want to come."
Cassandra took a step back, timidly not daring to raise her head.
"You! How could you..."
Rhaegar was speechless and withdrew his hand with a flick of his sleeve.
It was unbelievable that a duchess had fallen to this point.
