Chapter 631 Brave Belron

Half a month after the Battle of the Stone Steps.

Sothoryos Continent, Axe Island.

On the deserted island, there are primeval forests and jagged rocks everywhere, and flocks of birds and beasts appear from time to time.

Clank! Clank!

At the foot of a stone mountain adjacent to the coast, a group of ragged young men waved pickaxes and used carts to carry gravel.

"Be quick, don't be lazy!"

The supervisor dressed as a mercenary held a long whip and urged every slave to work hard.

Anyone who was not careful would be whipped immediately.

At the side of the mine where stones were excavated.

Two silver-haired men stood next to each other, one digging stones and the other picking up stones.

"Brother, I'm hungry."

The slightly thinner silver-haired young man panted and picked up a pile of stones and threw them on the cart.

His originally fair face was now dark and thin.

"Be patient, we won't have lunch until noon."

The other one swung the pickaxe hard, dug off a big stone, picked it up and put it on the cart, and took out a piece of sweat-soaked black bread from his collar.

The bread was only half the size of a palm, and the rye flour was mixed with husks and bran, and it was as hard as Valyrian steel.

He stuffed it into his brother's hand and turned around to continue working.

"Brother, you left me more."

The silver-haired young man looked ashamed, biting the black bread and couldn't swallow it.

It was really hard to swallow, and he couldn't even bite it.

"Eat it quickly, don't let others rob it."

Jilan drooped his eyelids and glanced at the slaves who were staring at him.

As slaves, they would starve to death if they couldn't die.

He and his brother Gil were lucky, or their silver-haired Valyrian blood brought them preferential treatment, and they could get an extra piece of black bread every day.

They were not starving to death, and they were barely alive.

"I thought we could live a good life."

The younger brother, Gil, was dejected and kicked his brother.

After they left the sea of smoke, they were first captured by the newly established slave city-state in the ruins of the old Ghis Empire, and then sold to the Citadel in the western continent.

In the dark Citadel, they were almost used for human research.

Later, they were sold to Volantis, but were stopped by pirates from the Three Women's Kingdom and were almost attacked by a giant dragon.

At that time, the two brothers hugged each other and kissed passionately, saying goodbye in the end.

Who would have thought that so many years had passed since the Doomsday Catastrophe.

There are so many giant dragons that can be seen everywhere, attacking passing ships.

Fortunately, the two brothers were saved just after the kiss.

What a pity...

Kieran's face was dark, and he gritted his teeth and said, "It's a pity that the one who saved people was also a pirate. It's better to be burned to death by dragon flames."

"That's right."

The younger brother Gil nodded in agreement, and almost knocked out his teeth from chewing black bread.

The food in the Citadel is good, but it's really not a place for people to stay.

Jilan's face turned even darker, and the pickaxe was about to leave an afterimage.

The two brothers came from the Sea of Smoke, and their ancestral land was the city-state ruins "Oros" next to the Fourteen Fire Peaks.

That is, the brother city-state of Telia across the sea.

After the Doomsday Catastrophe, Oros was shrouded in toxic smoke and haze all year round, which was not suitable for human survival at all.

Many tribesmen reproduced from generation to generation, and most of the children born were stillborn, deformed, and monsters...

In their generation, all the tribesmen died, and only the two brothers were still normal.

Because of the long-term living together, combined with the customs of the Valyrians, some accidents beyond family affection occurred.

Until a few years ago, the fog in the Sea of Smoke was much thinner, and the underground volcano also went dormant.

The two brothers picked up the planks of the broken ship and walked out of the Sea of Smoke with good luck.

But after leaving the Sea of Smoke, this luck seemed to be broken.

"Work, or you will be whipped."

Jilan was sweating profusely, and wanted to live a good life.

Restore the family?

Forget it, there is not even a dragon egg, and the current occupation is still a slave.

I heard from the supervisor that when the city-state is established, all of them slaves will become civilians.

"I would rather be eaten by a dragon."

Kil lay on the ground with his body.

Rumble --

Suddenly, the top of the mountain trembled, as if a heavy object fell.

"Earthquake!"

Someone shouted, and all the slaves ran out in unison.

After leaving the mine, the sky was clear.

Looking up, I saw a green and white long-winged dragon falling on the strange rock mountain, and its huge body was smashed into a bloody mess.

"Hiss!!"

A pale shadow pierced the thin clouds, and its dry body pressed on the remains of the long-winged dragon, and its bloody mouth tore it wildly.

Suddenly, the slaves were stunned.

"Dragon!!"

The mercenary supervisor screamed first, dropped the whip and ran away.

As we all know, the continent of Sothoros is rich in snakes and various monsters.

But I haven't heard of dragons!

"Gurgle~~"

Kieran swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and was glanced at by the pale dragon, and his whole body was stiff as a stone.

A living dragon, a real dragon.

"Dragon! Look at me!"

The next second, Kil's eyes were full of madness, and he tore off his clothes and climbed up the mountain.

Without the rags to cover his chest and back, large patches of black scales were exposed, and there was a hole in his chest.

Indistinctly, a beating heart could be seen.

Born in the cursed land, how could he not be deformed.

And on the other side of his chest, there was a tattoo of a green dragon with its head and tail facing each other, coiled in a circle.

That was the symbol of the Belleris family.

"No! Get back!"

Kieran was terrified and hurriedly called out to his brothers.

He didn't think the two brothers could tame a dragon, especially a wild dragon without an owner.

He once sneaked into the family ruins under a broken bridge, where there was nothing but the bodies of stone people.

There is not even a fossil of a dragon egg!

It has been proven that the family is doomed.

As for the two brothers passing on their offspring, two men with guns cannot do it.

At this time, the pale wild dragon was eating the corpse of the pterosaur with big mouthfuls, and heard someone shouting.

The slender neck turned, and the scarlet stared at the silver-haired figure that was uglier than it.

Immediately, the ferocious dragon mouth grinned with an evil arc.

"Dragon!"

Kil climbed up with great effort, and his palm grabbed the stone stained with the blood of the pterosaur.

The two sides got closer and closer until they ran to the front.

The pale wild dragon had a mouth full of blood, stretched his neck to watch, and occasionally stretched out his scarlet tongue to lick.

"Haha, look..."

Kil waved his hands and got stuck in the middle of his words.

The pale wild dragon's scarlet vertical pupils were full of cunning and teasing, and he opened his bloody mouth to accumulate a ball of flames.

"Hiss!!"

The pale dragon flames spewed out, blooming like fireworks everywhere.

With a sizzle, the flesh and blood were roasted and cooked.

"No! No!"

Kiran, who was at the foot of the mountain, witnessed this scene and screamed in despair with his eyes wide open.

The pale wild dragon closed its dragon mouth and bit the flesh and blood of its prey in one bite, making a crackling sound of breaking bones.

"Hiss!..."

The wild dragon, which had eaten and drunk enough, flew out of the strange stone mountain, leaving only a sharp and piercing dragon roar.

...

On the other side, Nas Island.

Crash...

The waves hit the beach, and a shabby boat floated in the distance.

The mercenaries of the Three Women's Kingdom patrolled as usual and found that there were still living people on the boat.

Not long after, several Tyroshis in gorgeous clothes came.

"Cough cough..."

A black-haired man struggled to climb up and coughed up a bellyful of water violently.

"Who are you?"

The mercenary stepped forward and asked.

However, the black-haired man just took a look, and his eyes showed cruelty.

The first thing he did when he stood up was to bite off the mercenary's neck and drink blood like a beast.

"Dalton Greyjoy, are you still alive?"

The Tyroshi nobles were shocked and circled around the red sea monster that killed their people.

I heard that he died in the Stepstone Islands?

Dalton raised his head, revealing a young and long face, and said in a hoarse voice: "Damn it, you don't come to support, are you all useless!?"

If he hadn't been quick to dive into the sea and run out of the battlefield with more than ten minutes of diving.

He would have been fed to the fish by now.

"It doesn't matter, how did you come back?"

The Tyroshi nobles didn't take it seriously at all, but watched the fun.

The distance from the Stepstone Islands to Nas Island is almost across a continent.

"I have a lot of ways!"

Dalton spat out a mouthful of blood foam and grabbed a nobleman to walk to the island: "Find meat and ships for me, the old dragons of Targaryen are coming."

When he said this, fear flashed in his eyes.

There were four dragons, two of which were old dragons that were bigger than two warships put together.

The moment he jumped into the sea, he almost cooked his second child.

"What, the Dragon King of Targaryen is coming?"

The nobles of Tyrosh finally panicked and surrounded them.

Their military strength is not weak, and they can't fight another war against the dragon.

...

Dorne, Sunspear City.

"Roar--"

"..."

Three dragons hovered in the air, two green and one black entangled with each other, making deafening roars.

Sun Tower, Hall.

Prince Quell shrank his neck like a child who made a mistake.

"Prince, I need you to send troops to help."

Baelon's eyes were bright and he said in a sonorous voice: "The Iron Islands will riot with the Three Cities Alliance. I have summoned the lords of the Riverlands and formally declared war on them!"

Prince Quell looked embarrassed: "Prince, the order left by your father is not like this."

The king only said to completely block the Summer Sea, but there is no such order.

"Then it's now."

Belron would not tolerate rejection, and began to feel the oppression of the superior.

To successfully tame Uragas, some people must pay the price of blood and fire.

Especially Dalton, the red sea monster who was nowhere to be seen alive or dead, must be pulled out of the gutter and eliminated as soon as possible.

Seeing this, Prince Quill was in tears and nodded silently.

How many troops were left in Sunspear City, and many buildings in the city were broken by the dragon melee.

In a word, poor as hell!

Belron didn't care about these, and strode out of the palace, intending to find the stupid uncle to discuss sending troops.

The victory report of the Stone Steps Islands was sent back to King's Landing and spread throughout Westeros within a few days.

His name and Uragas's name will definitely leave a strong mark in the history books.

"Red sea monster, the Iron Islands are destroyed because of you."

Belron secretly complained, clenching the clan sword Dragon Claw at his waist.

The dragon claw gave him courage and fearless of all challenges.

After the people left, the gorgeous palace was empty.

Prince Quill was dejected and slumped on the throne.

A small black-haired head popped out from the corner, revealing a relatively wheat-colored face.

"Coleanne, why are you here?"

Quill turned his head and saw his sister looking around suspiciously.

Coreanne walked out generously and said simply: "Can I marry him?"

"Who! Who are you talking about?"

Quill was shocked and had a bad premonition.

"Belron, the brave second Belron!"

Coreanne said boldly with an affirmative look on her face: "The whole of Westeros is talking about his great achievements, saying that he will be the third conqueror after Rhaegar I."

Marrying the future king, so many!

"Are you crazy?"

Quill slapped his forehead and said bitterly: "He has a fiancée, or two."

"But the fiancé you found for me doesn't look at me at all."

Kleine said unwillingly.

Quil became even more worried: "I'm not my fiancé yet, I haven't agreed."

The king's third son, Maekar, returned to King's Landing and agreed to go to Sunspear or his sister to King's Landing, and the two young people met.

But Prince Maekar stayed in King's Landing for less than a month and hurriedly returned to Volantis.

It was rumored that the king doted on his third son and was dissatisfied with the eldest son who had no dragon and wanted to change the crown prince.

Prince Maekar did not want to compete with his brothers for the throne and was forced to live in distant Volantis.

Of course, it's hard to tell whether the rumors are true or false.

After all, the crown prince now has a dragon, or three dragons.