Chapter 96 The fleet returns and the pirates are defeated

Clay has been in Poseidon Tower for six days. There is no way, Galesos relies on him very much.

Although the old man with the same blood as him, Galesos, is no longer disgusted at all, it still occasionally shows anxiety and uneasiness when Clay is not around it.

Newborn baby dragons seem to have a strong appetite from the moment they are born. This magical creature made of blood and fire has an astonishing appetite and an equally astonishing growth rate.

In Clay's memory, the dragon can grow to six meters in one year, which means that after one year, Clay can ride it and soar into the sky.

He can't leave the Poseidon Tower yet. Although the old man has gone in and cleaned up in advance, and then asked people to tidy up the top of the tower, no one seems to know that Clay is the protagonist of the fire drama that night.

But the problem was that his hair was burned away in the fire. His body could withstand the heat of the flames, but his relatively fragile hair could not survive.

Now when you go out and stare at a bald man under the spotlight, it's hard not to be reminded of what happened that night.

Although no one could have guessed that Clay had hatched the first dragon in what is now Westeros, other rumors and speculations were detrimental to Clay.

Clay planned to wait until he had to go to the Three Sisters Islands before leaving the old man's study in Poseidon Tower.

I originally thought this would be a long process, but things went smoothly beyond Clay's expectation.

Standing on the corridor outside the door, Clay stared at the red comet in the sky. This red comet was originally brought by Daenerys, but now Clay has indeed taken the lead.

The dragon returns, the city's glass wax burns again, and the sluggish magic power begins to rise again.

Clay knew the meaning behind this.

I don’t know exactly when Daenerys hatched her three dragons?

One against three, if they are of similar size, Clay feels a little hung up.

However, Clay has his own ideas.

In Clay's magical vision, the entire Galesos is a burning flame, and he controls the magic output, using fire magic like Igni to gently touch the body of Galesos.

Clay could feel that the magic growth in the dragon's body was accelerating little by little. He didn't know how fast the dragon was growing, but six days had passed. Galesos's body had gone from being skinny at the beginning to being slender now. When it was around Clay's neck, it was already obviously thicker.

The weight has increased by at least 10%, and I have a very intuitive experience of tossing it around like a cat every day, lifting the high clay back and forth.

Clay doesn't know High Valyrian, but he still remembers the domineering "Dracarys!" Steak, but a piece of raw meat that was brought over.

Galesos leaned over and smelled it, then snored in disgust. In Clay's heart, he vaguely understood Galesos's thoughts.

To sum it up, it’s probably a complaint: “Is this something a dragon can eat?”

There was no other way. After Clay gestured for a long time and said "dragon flame, dragon flame" for a long time, Galesos finally understood what his master meant.

So, Clay truly witnessed the dragon flames for the first time on the balcony.

Obviously, although the Galesos dragon was very small, the temperature of the dragon flame was already quite high, and the bloodshot beef turned brown visibly to the naked eye.

Under Galesos' cooking skills that did not satisfy Clay and himself, a piece of charred steak was finally cooked by it.

However, this appearance is not so good-looking.

However, Galesos still swallowed his own work very neatly. Its small abdomen seemed to be a bottomless pit, and it ate as much as it was given. It was rare that it couldn't eat anymore.

On the other hand, this can be considered a good thing. With the help of Clay's magic and ingredients, I wonder if Galesos can grow faster.

Suddenly, the bells in the port rang. Clay moved his eyes away from the direction of the red comet and looked at the place where the sound rang.

When he wasn't paying attention, a large sail shadow seemed to appear out of thin air on the sea. The trident mermaid flag on the huge sail was very eye-catching.

The fleet is back!

Two days ago, Clay and the old man had received the raven letter from Wendel in the Lord's Tower of Sisters Village.

The White Harbor Fleet has completely destroyed all the maritime power of the Three Sisters Islands, including all pirate ships without family logos.

Triston Sunderland, the ruler of the Three Sisters Islands, has become a prisoner of the White Harbor fleet, and the army began to eliminate the pirates hiding on the island.

Since Earl Wiman issued an order to completely bulldoze the city, Wendel did not hold back at all. The White Harbor army was not polite at all to these pirates who had been plundering for many years.

Men, as long as they are identified as pirates, will be hanged or killed with a sword. Women and children, if they dare to draw a knife from the White Harbor soldiers, will be killed without fail.

Don't think this is cruel and bloody. Historically, far more northerners died at their hands than now.

Moreover, they are not worthy of sympathy. There is a saying that is very good, only greater violence can curb violence. If the Holy Mother really speaks, Clay can only reduce more by letting the dragon grow as soon as possible and conquering the Seven Kingdoms as soon as possible. of bleeding.

The longer the war drags on, the more people will die. But now, Clay doesn't have any psychological burden to kill some pirates who are already stained with blood debts.

Under the throne there are always corpses everywhere and rivers of blood, no matter where they are.

Now that the victorious White Harbor fleet has returned to White Harbor, there is only one result. The cleanup has been initially completed. The remaining population will be moved away by ships from the Mandalay family and replaced by troops and people loyal to the family.

Now that troops have been sent, the Mandalay family must swallow this place, otherwise, there will be no value in fighting this battle.

Clay knew that it was time for him to leave Poseidon Tower.

After soothing Galesos, Clay put it into a large box, used an Axisi Sign on it to calm it down, carried it on his back, and kissed it in front of his most loyal demon hunter. Surrounded by guards, he quietly left the tower with a hat.

Before boarding the ship, Clay found out what was going on in the Three Sisters:

There were nearly 10,000 islanders in total, and 300 of them were killed in the first battle. Afterwards, the army killed several hundred more people during the sweep. The remaining 8,000 people have all been gathered together and are waiting to be transported.

In this batch, Wendel squeezed out four boats and brought 800 people to White Harbor. After the old man received these people, the men would be sent to the mines, and the women and children would be dispersed. , dispersed to the villages that had been designated long ago.

If this were a game, White Harbor would be where it is now, with reduced stability but increased existing population and births.

Not knowing that his son had already boarded the warship returning to the Three Sisters Islands again, the straight-hearted Wendel happily went to report his merits to his father, completely unaware of the old man's eyes as he looked at the departing sail. Worry.

As a long-time fan of Game of Thrones or The Witcher, of course he understands who should be killed and who should not be killed. From the perspective of the protagonist, of course he can not promote this plan to attack the Three Sisters Islands, but... This means that he has to choose between military glory and dragons.

I never want my characters to be pacifists. If it is a harmonious society, of course I would not object to it, but the problem is that this is a world of ice and fire where people are murderous and wild, and human life is really as cheap as a piece of grass.