Chapter 541 The Evil Wizard of Slaver's Bay

same night.

Roofless Dragon Cave.

Rhaenyra sat down next to the campfire, watching the children playing and playing.

After watching it for a while, tiredness came over me.

He gently kneaded his eyebrows, secretly worried about Lanner's condition.

To be fair, she hoped that her friend would make a decision.

Damon was not a man worth trusting, she knew that when she almost made a mistake as a girl.

Lanner deserves a good ending.

Even if she were to marry Rhaegar, she might not reject it.

It’s ten thousand times better than Jenny’s Bi Chi.

"Roar……"

Behind the dragon pit, a low dragon roar could be heard faintly.

Rhaenyra listened and knew it was the growl of the Glutton.

Rhaegar was in the dragon pit, and the two siblings came together.

My brother has made too many difficult decisions that need to be digested alone.

As a sister, just stay with me silently.

…

In the main hall.

Several children in Bellon were playing wildly, and several young dragons participated.

Meka alone stayed in the corner, scrubbing Thrax's scales with a small brush.

Thrax objected vigorously, his tail slapping against the floor.

"Look at my dragon, his name is Womax."

Lyanna put her hands on her hips, a proud bronze baby dragon standing on her proud little head.

"Hiss~~"

Womax neighed softly and tried to unfold a pair of blood-colored spider web-like dragon wings.

In terms of appearance alone, she is charming and handsome.

"Hmph, a little dragon cub, what's so great about it."

Aemon snorted and pushed Lyanna, squeezing the half-sister away.

"You hurt me."

Lyanna was pushed and staggered, thanks to Baerron's support.

"Hiss~~"

Womax was angry, and the Lord Protector hissed at Aemon.

"Hiss!"

The deceiver sprang out from the side and roared out a hot and fishy smell.

Womax immediately became obedient and retracted his little master's head.

Lyanna was so angry that she stamped her feet and said in disobedience: "You are bullying!"

He pushed her for no reason, what a bad guy.

Aemon crossed his arms and said proudly: "Yeah, little girl."

"Hiss!"

The liar became even more arrogant, with his tail almost raised to the sky.

"you you……"

Lyanna's eyes widened, and she couldn't speak any words when she was angry.

Sisters Benila and Renya stood aside.

Renya wanted to help her little sister, but Benila held her back and secretly shook her head.

They can't get involved in other people's family affairs.

"Bad guy!"

Lyanna yelled and cried in grievance: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

Tears fell from her eyes, and she looked pitiful and cute.

"I just cry and look embarrassed." Aemon curled his lips.

"Eamonn, have you said enough?"

Bellon couldn't stand it anymore.

Aemon was unconvinced: "Did I say something wrong?"

"You want to be beaten!"

Not one to talk nonsense, Verron rolled up his sleeves and took a step forward.

Aemon quickly took a step back, shrinking his neck in fear.

My brother’s fist hurts a lot.

"If you don't fight, you won't be honest."

Belron rolled his eyes, supported Lyanna who cried until she sat down, and said softly: "Stop crying, brother, teach him a lesson."

"don't want!"

With tears in her eyes, Lyanna pulled away Belron's hand and resisted: "Don't touch me, you are all bad."

The little girl shed tears as she spoke, her nose turning red from crying.

Belron took back his hand and scratched his head in embarrassment.

It's no wonder that the younger sister refused, because he and Eamonn have exactly the same face.

Lyanna often couldn't tell the difference.

Now being provoked to tears, Verron was also implicated.

The movement here quickly attracted the attention of adults.

Rhaenyra suddenly looked up and saw several children surrounding the crying Lyanna.

The little girl cried so hard.

I could faintly see my little tongue trembling in my throat.

"Seven Hells!"

Rhaenyra slapped her forehead and started to argue with a headache.

When there are more children, it is inevitable that they will be noisy.

In the past, Maekar was more withdrawn and often opposed Aemon.

After Lyanna arrived, there was a crazy girl who was not afraid of anything.

"Berlon, tell me what's going on?"

Rhaenyra had a straight face, showing no anger or authority.

Belron's face froze, and he glared hard at the troublemaker Aemon.

Every time there is a conflict between siblings, he is the first to suffer.

Who calls him the boss?

"Mother, it's not Lyanna's fault."

Belron ignored Aemon's begging for mercy and told him everything about his good brother.

"Brother!" Aemon wailed.

"Shut up!"

Rhaenyra's face was dark, she bent down and picked up Lyanna who had stopped crying, and said angrily: "It's you every time. Are you proud of bullying girls?"

"Woo~~"

Lyanna's eyes moved intelligently, and she cried into Rhaenyra's soft breast.

The tears fell immediately and quickly wetted the clothes.

"No, you!"

Aemon was stunned and speechless as he pointed at Lyanna.

Snapped--

Rhaenyra slapped his hand away and said with a cold face, "Who dared you to point at my sister?"

"Woooooo~~"

Lyanna howled even harder when she saw this.

The little head tilts forward and back, like a roly-poly.

Snapped--

Rhaenyra slapped her little buttocks with her backhand and dealt with them equally: "Tears are not weapons, hold them back."

"Woo~"

Lyanna's body jolted from the whipping, and her crying stopped abruptly.

Rhaenyra glanced at it, and the conflict was directed at her second son again: "Whoever caused trouble is responsible, apologize to my sister!"

Lyanna shrank her head, her eyes timid.

I can’t believe that my father’s eldest wife is quite fair.

Um……

It seems like I should call her aunt.

Lyanna became more and more confused as she thought about it, raising her hands to hold her head.

My scalp itches, as if I'm about to grow a brain.

Aemon looked sad and said reluctantly: "I'm sorry."

boom--

Rhaenyra lifted up her skirt, kicked her second son's butt with her small sneakers, and yelled, "Apologise!"

"Woo~~"

Eamonn was about to cry, but said loudly: "Anna, I'm sorry!"

Rhaenyra stared at the confused Lyanna, and her voice slowed down: "What about you?"

"I'm sorry?" Lyanna said confused.

"wrong."

Rhaenyra was very tired and sighed: "You have to decide whether to forgive him or not. This is your right."

"Can I not forgive you?"

The little girl is very vindictive.

"Okay." Rhaenyra put the puppy skin plaster back on the ground and said calmly: "You can choose to fight with him, or wait for revenge later."

Aemon's eyes lit up and he silently rolled up his sleeves.

Seeing that the driver was being scolded, the liar straightened up at this moment, and his dragon's kiss opened in an arc.

Lyanna wasn't stupid either. After comparing her height and Womax's figure with Aemon's, she turned around and hugged Rhaenyra's thigh.

Aggrieved: "It's wrong to fight. I will take revenge on him in the future."

"You decide."

Rhaenyra sighed, grabbed Baerron's ear, and repeatedly warned: "Watch your brothers and sisters, don't cause trouble for me."

"Yes, yes." Belron bared his teeth and stared at Aemon with eager eyes.

"snort."

Rhaenyra snorted softly, shook her head and returned to her original position.

Lyanna still wanted to hug her thigh, but Benila and Renya worked together to drag her away.

It's all over.

Meka in the corner glanced twice and continued to wash Thrax's scales.

…

Rhaenyra held her chest up and raised her head, like a female general returning from victory.

Bang bang bang...

Lei Jia leaned on the edge of the dragon pit and praised with a smile: "What a master of control, he can make a few little beans docile."

"Of course, someone can't escape being spanked as a child."

Rhaenyra smiled evilly and slapped Void provocatively.

Rhaegar had a black streak on his head.

When I was a child, I was often squeezed by my "loving sister".

But Rhaenyra is indeed very resourceful.

After the brother and sister had a heart-to-heart talk, they became much more open-minded.

They are impartial and can give sufficient care to the children.

This maternal radiance is intoxicating.

Reminiscent of the past, Rhaegar's eyes fell on Rhaenyra's red lips, fascinated by them.

Rhaenyra tilted her head, her braided silver hair hanging down on her chest.

Rega's eyes moved downward, and under the clothes wet with tears, there was a faint fragrance of milk.

His heart is indeed so broad that it cannot be measured with one hand.

"Sister~"

Rhaegar's voice was soft and coquettish.

"uh-huh."

Rhaenyra pursed her lips and smiled softly, and the atmosphere became subtle for a moment.

"I'm a little hungry."

Rhaegar was an honest child, so he stepped forward and picked him up.

"What a man you are, but you still compete with your daughter for food."

"Visenya has a wet nurse."

"..."

Rhaenyra looked up, feeling indescribably proud.

As long as she is alive, her status will be irreplaceable.

Rhaegar could never escape her grasp.

Unbeknownst to the children, the two adults had slipped out of the dragon's lair.

…

Time flies, and summer is getting hotter and hotter.

Meereen,

Great Pyramid.

"Damn it, can you move faster!"

"Hurry up and send a message to Qohor, and make another hundred scorpion crossbows and send them over."

"..."

In the messy hall, the good people were quarreling.

Bang bang bang!

One person held a scepter and knocked on the floor, attracting everyone's attention.

"Balmos, what do you want?"

One of the young benefactors asked.

In the center of the hall, a lean, middle-aged man with gray hair stood upright.

He has curly black hair and brown skin, a typical Gughis.

Balmos was gorgeously dressed, with a golden scepter carved with a harpy on the ground, and said majestically: "The Dragon King of the Iron Throne is coming soon, and our current preparations are far from enough."

"What else can you do?"

"The craftsmen of Qohor worked all night to make only four hundred scorpion crossbows."

"Yunkai and Astapor have been put under full martial law, and the sea areas are completely blocked."

More than a dozen philanthropists gathered together and each made a speech.

At this time, the importance of the system appears.

Meereen is a slave system, controlled by the good Lords of the city-state.

Encountering major problems will test cohesion.

Balmoth had the most slaves and said with great authority: "Braavos and Pentos refused to send troops to support us. We need to find other foreign aid."

"Qarth?"

"Qohor is definitely not good. Their Unsullied were bought by Astapor."

"..."

The good people were talking a lot.

"Everyone, this is the Dothraki cavalry!"

Balmos knocked on the floor heavily and said seriously: "I contacted the largest Dothraki nomadic tribe in the Great Grass Sea. They have the best archers and can control the scorpion crossbow with great force."

In Targaryen history, dragons were not killed.

Combining the wealth of Slaver's Bay and the bravery of the Dothraki, it is not impossible to fight against the Dragon King family.

Going back a thousand years, the Gujith Empire relied on its land forces to fight against the Free Fortress Empire for decades.

"Dothraki, can you trust me?"

"Letting the Dothraki into the city is tantamount to inviting a wolf into the house."

"I think it will work. Dothraki only care about money."

Most of the good people agreed, but a few were skeptical.

After all, the Dothraki are notorious for their brutality and lack of culture.

On the other hand, they must be very trustworthy.

Given the money, it really works.

In the final vote, the decision was unanimously approved to bribe the Dothraki to join the war.

…

At noon, the flames hung high.

Balmos was alone, walking quietly through the corridor.

When passing by a luxurious room, the intense panting of men and women having sex could be clearly heard.

It is not difficult to guess from the voices that they are a man and several women.

"Haha, bastard dragon king?"

A smile appeared on Balmos' stiff face: "A real dragon or a hybrid dragon. If it can be used, it is a good dragon."

Soon, we reached our destination.

Salsa…

In an attic with a wide view, a black-robed figure with a red mask shook the hourglass.

The hourglass resets, and the fine sand flows slowly.

A copper basin filled with scarlet coals sat on a shelf, causing smoke and sparks to fly.

Balmos stood at the door, staring at the copper basin with greedy eyes.

Under the charcoal fire, three dragon eggs with petrified skin were gathered together.