Chapter 534: Helena: My witty batch
Chapter 534 Helena: My witty group
"Hiss...ga..."
Sharp screams surrounded the black wall, and the bloodthirsty giant insects fell vertically.
Wow…
The crowd knelt down uniformly and looked at the man and the dragon in front of the tower with trepidation.
Rhaegar said nothing and calmly accepted everyone's worship.
From the first moment he met the guard, he knew that the people of Volantis had not forgotten their former emperor.
Even if there is only a temporary emperor who rises and sets.
In the crowd, an old man crawled forward tremblingly and said with tears in his eyes: "Your Majesty the Emperor, thank you for killing Teslio."
With his shout, the fate of both parties was decided.
Seeing that the situation was over, the garrison and guards dropped their weapons and knelt down respectfully.
Although the title of Emperor is a joke, the benefits of the Emperor's authority have always affected Volantis.
The differentiation between east and west urban areas has been weakened, port pollution has been removed, and deep-seated crimes have been combated...
These were all orders issued by Rhaegar, carried out by the Elephant Party consuls for ten years.
Even if the governor is lazy, the policy will have little effect.
It also left a lasting impression on the common people and slave class.
Rhaegar held the real fire in his hands and said decisively: "From now on, Volantis will be under the protection and jurisdiction of the Iron Throne!"
Boom—
The glutton jumped off the tall building, his huge body landed heavily on the ground, his pale green vertical eyes showing scrutiny.
With its jump, the already precarious tower collapsed and exploded with different fireworks.
"Long live His Majesty the Emperor!"
"True Dragon Lord!"
“…”
The crowd was extremely emotional, shouting at the top of their lungs for the emperor, and looked at each person and one dragon with enthusiasm and admiration.
From beginning to end, the people of Volantis were unwilling to go to war.
The city-states were once ruled by the Qing Dynasty officials by Rhaegar, and they once formed an alliance against the three women's kingdoms to jointly make profits through sailing and trade.
If they suddenly turn against each other, it is not reliable to surrender the whole city to a true dragon lord.
Rega's stern face finally revealed a hint of smile.
On top of the black wall.
Corakxiu crawled slowly, like a big **** snake.
Damon had a complicated expression as he looked down at his nephew who was being kowtowed by everyone.
Where is the way to be a king?
boom-
The black-walled city gate opened, and warriors in red robes rushed in.
Each one is tattooed with fire tattoos and holds a spear and buckler, the hands of the sacred fire of the temple of R'hllor.
Rhaegar glanced at it and thought that someone was here to clean up the mess.
There is support inside and a large army outside.
Volantis changes hands.
…
The next day.
It looks like the mansion of a party executive.
“Cuckoo cuckoo…”
The garden-style buildings are surrounded by flocks of birds chirping.
Rhaegar woke up reluctantly with sleepy eyes.
A system prompt sounded in my ears.
"This exploration is over, please pick up the lost treasures."
“…”
Two beeps appeared in succession, at different times.
Rega rubbed the corners of his eyes and stretched out his hand to flatten the bed.
A bronze basin and a blue clam bead.
In addition, there are two halos of different sizes, one red and one blue.
Wave~
The red and blue light spots exploded and turned into a small ball of bright light, which couldn't wait to get into his palm.
"The relic was picked up successfully, under detection..."
"The test was successful and it was determined to be a legendary relic, Loyna's attachment."
"The test was successful and it was determined to be a rare relic, a spiritual orb."
Rhaegar looked around and found someone sleeping in a cleared tower. He murmured softly: "Legendary level and rare level, the Rhoynar people are really good at it."
With a thought, a blue water drop and a blue crystal ball appeared out of thin air.
The water drop is "Loyna's attachment", it feels soft and cool, and looks like a sapphire jewelry at first glance.
Call up the system panel and record the prompt word triggered by the relic.
"Water wizards of Rhoynar, you are a strong shield against the dragon king, and the water of the Rhoyne is destined to flow in your veins."
Rhaegar tilted his head in confusion and threw the blue water droplets into the bronze basin.
Pattering…
The water rippled, and a light drizzle fell along the edge of the basin.
But still no change.
Rhaegar was not upset and ordered his servants to get something.
Then, he looked at the bronze water basin, blue clam beads, and spiritual orbs.
The bronze water basin is called a "holy object" and has the same nature as the flaming red heart inlaid at the end of the hilt of the true fire sword.
Rhaegar washed his face in the basin, which was refreshing and soothing.
With an idea, I scooped up a spoonful of face wash water and drank it.
The coolness, the slightest sweetness, and the tiredness are swept away.
"It tastes good." Rega spoke highly of it.
I don’t know if this basin is a good thing, but the water in the basin does have something to say.
It seems to contain a hint of subtle magic. Drinking it for a long time can help nourish your mental power and repair hidden injuries in your body.
Putting away the bronze water basin, Rhaegar affirmed: "It is a treasure, and it will not be replaced by any city-state."
Take it back and give it to your wife and children.
Immediately, check out the blue clam beads and spiritual orbs.
The clam bead is very ordinary, just an ordinary clam bead.
Rhaegar looked carefully and found that there was plenty of water magic hidden inside.
"Clam beads from a magic clam?"
Rhaegar recalled the legends about the Rhoynar and could not help but speculate.
During the Free Fortress period, the tide of magic was surging, and there were many magical creatures in the world.
On the continent of Westeros, the children of the forest and the giants peacefully rule together.
Direwolves, sea monsters, and shadow lynx also live in the North, the Iron Islands, and the Vale.
As time passes, the tide of magic recedes.
Humans take the initiative, and magical creatures withdraw from the stage of history.
Before the Battle of the Rhoyne, the dragon kings hunted a giant turtle known as the "Old Man of the River" in the Rhoyne, which triggered an earth-shattering and **** battle.
It can be seen that there were definitely more magical creatures back then than there are now. "It's also a good thing, put it away."
Rega played with the magic clam beads for a while and felt a little regretful.
Clam beads can store magic power, but they seem to be only suitable for water magic.
He is a pure pyromancer, but the model does not match.
The last thing is the spiritual orb.
Rhaegar looked over it over and over again and came to the conclusion: "A disposable relic."
The orb is not big, just the size of a fingertip.
Lei Jia's eyes flashed and he exerted slight force on his hands.
There was a snap, and the orb was broken.
Wisps of blue silk-like magic floated out, transforming into a hot fiery red.
call out!
Get into Rhaegar's chest.
Rega's spirit perked up, and he felt the fire magic in his blood was restless, pouring into his chest crazily.
Boom! Boom!
Accompanied by the muffled sound of a heavy hammer, his heart beat wildly.
Gradually, a small vortex appeared in his heart, swallowing up all the fire magic in his blood.
Rhaegar was shocked, he had never experienced such a weird thing before.
Boom! Boom!
Every time the heart beats, the vortex rotates.
The devoured fire magic power is purified twice, mixed into the blood and flows throughout the body again.
Seeing this, Rhaegar felt a little relieved, understanding that it was a blessing rather than a curse.
The blood flows for a week, and the fire magic power in the blood vessels decreases instead of increasing.
What's strange is that the originally restless fire magic power is extremely docile, like a hound with its edges smoothed.
squeak—
The door opened and the attendant walked in holding a black-haired head.
The head is olive-colored, the skin is empty, and the brain is empty.
…
Lys, tower.
Dong Dong~
There was a knock on the door, and Helena asked doubtfully: "Who, come in."
squeak—
Bai Maggot Xiaomei stood at the door of the room with her slightly bulging belly.
"What are you doing here?"
Helena sat on her knees, packing up the small clothes she had sewn, looking very busy.
The two have no intersection and cannot talk together at all.
Bai Maggot Xiaomei's eyes were calm and her words were astonishing: "Lanael is back, bringing with her the seriously injured Corlys Velaryon."
Helena turned back instantly and asked nervously: "How is he?"
"Don't worry, he's fine, better than anyone else."
Bai Maggot Xiaomei walked into the room step by step, staring at Helena with sharp eyes, and said tentatively: "You care about your brother very much, and you don't even care about other people's eyes."
Helena frowned and said suspiciously: "What on earth are you going to say?"
Brother is fine, why are you looking for her?
Bai Maggot Xiaomei stroked her belly and said, "We are all annexed wives, and we should help each other."
Helena's frown deepened, and she already held the long knitting needle in her hand.
Bai Maggot Xiaomei sat on the floor with a calm look: "We can't defeat the first wife. You are a thorn in Rhaenyra's side, aren't you?"
"No!" Helena refused to accept this trick and said scornfully: "Brother loves me more than Daemon loves you, and I have no intention of shaking Rhaenyra's status."
Bai Maggot Xiaomei was suddenly speechless. She didn't expect that the silly girl who always talked so eloquently could speak so sharply.
Helena turned her head and gave the order to expel the guests: "Get out and don't come back again."
Do you really think she is a fool?
Rhaenyra had her eldest and second sons as heirs and would not care about her children.
And don't know why.
Rhaenyra was far less resistant to her than Lady Jeyne of the Vale.
When he learned that she was pregnant, he specially arranged a room for her according to the bedroom in Summer Hall, and also brought all the usual female companions and court members to Reese.
Her attitude was obvious, and she happily accepted the birth of the baby in her belly.
Under such circumstances, and since she had no intention of competing for favor, why should she bother with the endangered white maggots.
The dragon has three heads, not for biting each other.
Bai Maggot Xiaomei froze in place, unable to move or go.
When Daemon rides the dragon to fight, she feels that she is in danger all the time.
I tried to contact Mrs. Jane in the valley, but got no response.
After all, they are both third parties who were rejected by their original spouse, so they might share the same problem.
Unfortunately, the Eagle's Nest City responded.
The letter was addressed to Princess Lyanna, and there was a special mention at the end.
Eagles do not keep company with maggots.
Early this morning, Lannar rode Vhagar back to Lys, and brought back the seriously injured and dying island owner of Tidal Head Island.
Bai Maggot Xiaomei thinks her chance has come.
He took a desperate risk and tried to win over the little princess Helena.
Unexpectedly, the rejection was more straightforward.
Helena clutched the long needle tightly, endured it again and again, and muttered: "Let's go, don't disturb me."
She was afraid that if she stayed for a while longer, she would lose control and make a move.
Being pregnant, her nerves were also very sensitive.
Bai Maggot Xiaomei stared at her for a long time, then stood up in despair.
Born lowly, inferior to human beings in every way.
Can't even win over a decent ally.
squeak—
The door opened, and two figures happened to block the way.
"White maggot?"
Rhaenyra immediately frowned and checked Helena on the carpet to see if anything was okay.
Helena just glanced at the three of them and re-sewed the small clothes regardless of her own business.
Rhaenyra looked at Bai Maggot Xiaomei and asked, "Messaria, what are you doing in Helena's room?"
Rhaegar entrusted Helena to her before leaving, and there was no room for error.
Bai Maggot Xiaomei was nervous in vain, resisting the urge to run away and looking directly at the two people in front of her.
Lanner was still wearing her red armor, looking at her with a frosty face.
…
At dusk, the sun gradually sets.
In the bedroom where a sailboat model hangs, a bloodless-lipped sea snake lies on its back.
"how's it going?"
Lanner was worried and asked hurriedly.
Helena raised her head, looked directly at her, and lightly opened her lips: "He is not Velaryon who died on the bed."
An earless and eyeless ouroboros crawled in the palm of his hand, making a hissing sound.
(End of chapter)
