Chapter 584: Rediscover the Dark Sisters
Chapter 584 Regaining the Dark Sisters
Volantis.
New Governor's Residence, back garden.
"Hiss...ga..."
A huge scarlet dragon was lying on the ground, stretching its neck and screaming in warning.
"Hiss!"
Another giant scarlet dragon hovered in the sky, passing through the thin clouds, its vertical pupils looking at it unwaveringly.
…
In the attic, the attendants stood nervously.
Damon's face was dark, and he devoured the table full of delicacies, paying no attention to the eyes of others.
The attendants were watching with their noses and noses, so they wouldn't dare to offend the displeased Prince Ranger.
For a moment, the building was filled with a high pressure that made it difficult to breathe.
squeak—
The door suddenly opened, and Rhaenys, wearing a beige short shirt, walked in and said in surprise: "Cousin, is your dragon injured?"
Damon stopped chewing, swallowed the food residue hard, and said unspeakably: "There was a riot in Slaver's Bay. I'm here to stay for two days."
"I know."
Rhaenys crossed her arms and said as she walked: "The army of the Unsullied is flowing down the Skardan River and has almost bypassed the Sea of Smoke."
Kill all the great masters and good masters, deal with the false dragon king, and even the slave population in the city-state is moved away in large numbers.
Slaver's Bay is almost drained of its marrow and has lost its strategic significance.
Violence or not, it doesn't matter.
The key 5,000 Unsullied troops retreated safely, and the choice at the critical moment was just right.
Hearing the word "Sea of Smoke", Damon seemed to think of something bad and took a sip of his drink.
"what is going on?"
Rhaenys' eyes flashed and she asked tentatively: "The bloodworm's injury is very strange. Did you encounter something?"
As a person from the previous generation who had experienced the prosperous age of King Renrui, she had clearly seen similar wounds.
My nephew Rhaegar is bent on exploring the Sea of Smoke, so he must do adequate intelligence management.
If there is any serious danger, do not enter rashly.
Damon sighed deeply, leaned back irritably, and said in a deep voice: "You may not believe it, but I didn't even see what that **** thing was."
Appear suddenly and attack without warning.
If the bloodworm hadn't been so agile, he might have been cut in half.
Rhaenys' expression changed slightly, and she said solemnly: "Tell me how you entered the Sea of Smoke, all in detail."
Damon glanced at her, grabbed a piece of bread, stuffed it into his mouth, and spoke helplessly.
Walking through it, it can be said to be bizarre.
As soon as the two large ships entered the sea of smoke, they were overturned by sudden waves.
A large ship ran aground in the boiling water and sank to the bottom after not sailing for long.
When half a boat of people passed by a piece of land, they were attacked by stone people and turned into the dead and the living dead.
Finally, Daemon led the dragon and six complete ships to find a complete continent.
Where there are volcanoes, smoke and reefs.
But Daimon could clearly see that within a few miles of the mainland, there was a fertile grassland that was not shrouded in smoke.
"Land of Long Summer?"
Rhaenys narrowed her eyes, confused.
As a descendant of ancient Valyria, he has a natural longing for the land of long summer.
Much is known about this.
"I saw a towering snow mountain."
Damon looked back at the memory, his face relaxed a little unconsciously, and then he laughed at himself: "Who knows where exactly it is?"
Before he could set foot on that continent, he was swept by a strange storm and encountered an undersea volcano erupting.
The monstrous magma spewed out and poured down, and the dense volcanic ash seemed to bury the world.
The fleet was unable to escape and was completely destroyed under the volcanic ash.
Colakxiu flew out of the volcanic eruption zone and landed on a fragmented island to rest.
It was also there that he was attacked by an unknown being with tentacles and almost died on the spot.
Rhaenys listened in rapt attention, secretly frightened, and asked: "Is it a fire dragon insect?"
The Black Death - Balerion's third driver, Aria Targaryen, died from the parasitism of the fire dragon.
One person and one dragon must have encountered an attack from fire dragon insects.
"No!"
Damon denied it simply and said: "Dragon maggots and giant dragons are natural enemies. They can even spit out flames, but they will never cause that kind of injury."
"Are you sure?"
Rhaenys was dubious.
Damon's eyes were deep and he said calmly: "There is a living dragon maggot on that island."
"The bachelor in the city exaggerates too much. He is just a fire-breathing worm."
Not to mention an adult dragon at the top of the food chain, even an ordinary person with a sword can hurt it.
Rhaenys was stunned for a moment and sighed sincerely: "You should be glad that you were not entangled by that thing and burned away your blood and fire."
The tragic situation of Aria was recorded in the history books with tears and blood.
Bang-
Damon stood up abruptly and wiped the corners of his mouth: "Thank you for the hospitality, I'll leave now."
"Where are you going?"
Rhaenys frowned and tilted her head: "I didn't mean to stay for two days."
She still had a lot to say to Damon.
Lanner has lost a lot of weight these days, and as a husband, Damon cannot evade his responsibility.
Damon turned his head to avoid looking, and said carelessly: "Go back to Tyrosh, my own territory."
The exploration of the Sea of Smoke failed and Slaver's Bay was lost.
There is always a place for him to stand.
"Are you sure?"
Rhaenys frowned and said in a deep voice, "Damon, you have to escape habitually again."
Damon was stunned when he heard this and stopped walking.
Rhaenys took a deep breath and said bluntly: "Viserys has a weak character. You always think that you are better than him and that you are the best son of the brave Baerron." "I want to tell you, absolutely!"
Stunned!
Daemon's eyes were gloomy, and he drew his sword and put it at Rhaenys's throat: "You think I dare not kill you?"
Such words that penetrated his heart were enough to stimulate him.
"Haha, if you have the guts, just do it."
Rhaenys seemed to have seen a huge joke and continued without any fear: "Viserys is the king. He faces hundreds of problems every day."
"Although his solution was unflattering, the kingdom prospered under his rule."
"He has a weak side, but his attitude when facing difficulties always maintains the bottom line that a dragon should have."
"You don't need to judge what my brother is like."
Damon pushed the sword forward, his face getting colder.
He doesn't want outsiders to compare him with his brother.
For better or for worse.
Rhaenys did not take a step back, regardless of the stabbing in her neck and the traces of blood flowing out, she raised her head high and said, "And you, my cousin."
"You are a wretch who will never be able to carry a burden on your shoulders."
"You're talking nonsense!" Damon looked at him coldly, thinking that the other person was talking nonsense.
However, the two sides were clearly standing on a parallel line, and Rhaenys was actually overlooking him from a high position.
In Damon's angry eyes.
Rhaenys smiled slightly and said calmly: "Tell me one thing you have done that is deeply responsible, right now!"
It was the "one-day crown prince" spoken by his sister-in-law who died in childbirth and his nephew who was imprisoned.
Or get back together with Viserys and secretly seduce his niece.
Or, the nephew who assassinated and ruined the good deeds, the Battle of Tyroshi that made it difficult for his wife to give birth, the third nephew who was waiting for an opportunity to take revenge...
One after another, there is no honor at all.
Even, no one took responsibility and made up for the mistakes made head on.
Rhaenys looked down at him pitifully and shook her head slightly: "Damon, I regret marrying my daughter to you. You failed to protect her."
"You are only relying on Viserys's charity and forgiveness."
"Without your brother's protection, there will be no place for you in the family."
Every word is heartbreaking, every sentence is murderous.
It seemed that the sarcasm had been prepared specifically to anger him.
It can hit the weak point accurately.
Damon's breathing became thicker, and the ugliness deep in his heart was exposed, as if he was naked and exposed to the sun.
"ah!"
He roared unwillingly, raised his sword and slashed without sparing any effort.
…
Outside the door, at the corner of the corridor.
"Prince, the old princess has something to deal with, and you haven't finished your homework yet."
Tai Lan frowned and tried to persuade her earnestly.
"I can write it later."
Meka was carrying a baby dragon doll, with a calm face: "I want to see my uncle, his dragon is injured."
Hearing this, Tailan suddenly felt bitter and said helplessly: "Damon is not a good-tempered person, especially for your father's bloodline."
A wandering prince who travels between light and darkness, he acts in a high-profile and flamboyant way, always full of danger.
Who can guarantee that such a person will not do anything outrageous?
"No, Lord Tailan."
Meka raised her baby-fat cheeks and strode towards the closed door.
Bang!
Suddenly, a loud noise came from the door, accompanied by the sound of a sharp knife hitting the ground.
"Quick!" Meka's eyes widened and he ran quickly on his short legs.
"Seven gods bless you!"
Tailan moved faster, leaped over the little prince, flew forward, and kicked open the door.
"what happened!?"
The door bounced with a bang, and Tailan looked around nervously.
Meka ran over quickly, lay down behind the minister's legs and peeked into the hall.
At this moment.
There was a deep gap in the sandalwood dining table, and half of the sword was stuck in the gap. The remaining sword and the hilt fell to the ground and circled.
Damon looked dejected and fell into his chair.
Hang your proud head and fall into deep self-reflection.
There's no denying that his brother defends him every time.
They were both sons of the brave Belron, and the bond between the brothers was stronger than gold.
But, that's not what he wants.
Damon covered his face with a headache. The pride in his bones and the longing buried in his heart tortured him unspeakably.
"Damon, stand up."
Rhaenys's eyes were firm, she kicked away the long sword that was broken into two pieces, and reached out to untie the sword at her waist.
"What else is there to say?"
Damon's voice was hoarse and his eyes were numb.
"You still have a chance."
Rhaenys held her sword with both hands and said sternly: "Go back to your brother, wife and king, and go back in a dignified manner."
Damon was slightly startled, his eyes falling on the familiar sword.
"The bloodline of the brave Belron should not be broken, let alone leave a stain in the history books."
Rhaenys suppressed a look of reluctance in her eyes and said loudly and forcefully: "Don't tarnish this sword given to you by King Rui!"
At this moment, the air seemed to freeze, and you could hear a needle drop in the hall.
Damon's mood was complicated, his vision was blurred by a layer of mist, and his lips moved slightly:
"Dark Sisters!"
(End of chapter)
