Chapter 273 Aegon's Attitude

The strong man looked at the young man hiding in the black robe in front of him with a look of disbelief.

How dare. How dare he be here?

Until the moment when he weakly looked up and fell down, the strong man couldn't believe that the dagger really penetrated his heart. Without hesitation or deviation, the blood was like the mountains that had just melted from the valley after the long winter. Like ice and snow, gurgling from the wound, Belle retracted the dagger. This was the first time he killed someone with his own hands.

But he didn't feel much. Maybe he had seen too many of the killings of these scum in the town when he was hiding around the town in the past few days, or maybe he had visited the execution ceremony as a member of the royal family when he was in King's Landing - despite these years , there are fewer and fewer prisoners committing capital crimes in King's Landing. Baelor felt no guilt about killing the guy in front of him.

The tavern seemed to be quiet for a moment.

"Yuhuo, take action."

The boy shouted in High Valyrian.

Suddenly, screams came one after another from outside, and before the people in the tavern could react, it seemed like something hit the roof of the tavern.

boom.

The people who had just reacted trembled for a moment, followed by a strange and unpleasant roar. People in the tavern covered their ears in discomfort. Only Belle, who was wrapped in a black robe, was not affected.

The next moment, a thick and long smooth tentacle stretched out from the window of the tavern. One, two, and five tentacles extended into the tavern. These smooth gray-black tentacles slowly moved inside the house made of mud and wood. The ground is swimming.

The people in the tavern who were still stunned didn't dare to move at all.

To be honest, most of them didn't react at all, everything happened too fast.

boom.

"Oh God." When a drunken pirate saw the ferocious head protruding from the big hole in the roof of the tavern, his whole body trembled instantly, and he even slid down from the chair he had just collapsed on. "Dragon dragon."

With its head hanging down, Yan Huo takes up half of the space in the tavern, which makes its strange, watery eyes stand out even more. It also allows everyone in the tavern to see its teeth as sharp as long swords, and its sharp teeth. That mouth can be opened to the extreme like a python.

Gray flames were brewing in his throat and seemed ready to burst out at any moment. .

The people outside the tavern had already dispersed, and only a few brave guys were ready to sneak up and see if they could try the legendary dragon slaying.

Then he was picked up by the tentacles left outside by Yanhuo.

The slender tentacles looked soft, but in fact if they were tightened, they were no worse than a sword. In the blink of an eye, there were only two tentacles left in the world of the approaching guys. Their bodies were torn apart, leaving only a piece of ground. Blood and dripping guts.

No one came to take care of it because the dragon was too big. As the most important building in the town, this tavern was one of the largest in the town in terms of size, but in front of this giant dragon.

If it hadn't wanted to destroy the tavern and cause injuries to the people in the tavern, I'm afraid the tavern wouldn't be able to withstand a claw on its dragon wings.

In the eyes of people outside, the broad wings of the fire shrouded the entire tavern in darkness. The long neck and those tentacles that made people feel a little uncomfortable at the first glance hung down and stretched into the tavern. The smooth The tail was like steel, tightly surrounding the clearing.

From a distance, it's even weird.

Everyone in the tavern who reacted immediately did not dare to say a word.

A few have even crawled under the table.

Belle sighed and lifted his hood, revealing short silver hair.

The tavern owner's legs suddenly became weak, and he slumped to the ground.

Silver hair. And when did the dragon king come to the Island of Tears and still be so unreasonable?

"Originally, I only planned to make supplies here and wait for my uncle." Belle sighed: "You forced me to do it. Tell me, what do you want the money from Westeros? Besides, you have What the hell?" Since she completely renounced her belief in the Seven Gods and lived alone in the Black Palace for the past few years, Belle has become less gentle than she was when she was a child.

Instead, he became a little impulsive and had a weird wandering temperament.

"Your Majesty. Your Majesty, please forgive me. We are just ordinary smugglers. We want money from Westeros because the money from Westeros is of high quality. Whether it is a gold dragon or a silver deer, the purity is very high. The city-states west of the Bone Mountains We all agree. We will have brothers before." He hesitated before speaking. , but after seeing Belle's eyes, he could only say honestly: "There are also pirates and smugglers. When they anchor at the Isle of Tears, they will bring a lot of Westeros gold and silver coins, but I don't know recently. For some reason, fewer and fewer people come to the Island of Tears."

Baylor knew why. Although Lord Andre Farman, the Lord of the Sea, came to the position through nepotism, he did have some abilities. With his assistance, Lord Stokeworth, the Minister of Finance, reluctantly organized for a period of time. Anti-smuggling activities.

He shrugged: "To be honest, given your past, it's not an exaggeration for me to let the fire burn down your town, but your existence has a reason. Tell me how you got Sothoros's goods." Well, and what’s new recently?”

Maybe it would help my uncle to find out what these pirates had access to.

Explorer.

The sailors could already see the green of the Island of Tears. At this moment, Cendros suddenly raised his head, and Dan looked at Cendros.

"The familiar smell is there."

The dragon conveyed a vague message, and Dan's face changed.

Burning fire? Why is it here?

Without time to think about it, Dan immediately rushed to Cendros and climbed up the dragon saddle along the rope ladder neatly: "Captain Missanben, I have to go to the island first, you can go to the port with peace of mind."

Without waiting for Missanben to respond, Cendros took off on the ship and flew to the island in front of him.

Captain Missanben didn't know what happened, but because of his familiarity with Dan, the captain probably guessed that things might not be that simple.

"No need to prepare a boat, we will directly anchor at the Island of Tears."

The captain immediately gave the order.

Harrenhal.

Prince Aegon of Oldtown was a guest here recently.

Although everyone knew that Harrenhal was his second home, no one dared to say it to his face.

With funds from nowhere, Count Lucas Rostan completely renovated the Kingsburning Tower. In this huge tower, a luxuriously decorated and comfortable room was even decorated for Aegon to live in.

Prince Aegon still maintains the figure of his youth, tall and strong, and his handsome face becomes more and more masculine with the maturity of years. Every time he sees him, Earl Lucas can't help but sigh that he can attract so many girls.

It is indeed not just wealth and status that can satisfy him.

Seeing Earl Lucas come in, Aegon smiled and put down the child in his arms.

This is his mistress Bethany Bracken. After Barba Bracken lost her favor due to childbirth, the Bracken family sent Barba's sister Bethany.

She gave birth to a son for Aegon.

Godwin Rivers, unlike Barba's son Aegor Rivers, this child is not as strong, but cute, and has silver hair - not Aegor's black hair.

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This makes Aegon love this new son recently.

"Your Highness, His Majesty the King has cleared a group of people we recommended."

"Who are they?" Aegon had no expression, just smiled and gently shook his son in his arms.

"Lord Darry, Lord Vance, Lord Crakehall, Lord Root, and Lord Butterwell. But Lord Butterwell was not driven out of King's Landing, he was just demoted."

"I see."

"You"

"Lucas." Aegon's smile suddenly disappeared from his face, but he still treated the child in his arms gently, letting him sleep soundly: "Don't ask some things, it's not good for you."

"I understand."

"You don't understand." Aegon said calmly: "No matter how bad I am, I am also a Targaryen. His Majesty's purge is aimed at his disloyalty and conspiracy, not favoritism and abuse of power. Do you understand?"

"I think I understand."

"You still don't understand." Aegon shook his head.

Lucas looked puzzled.

"If I were you, I would have set off for Darry City and Harroway Town now."

Lucas woke up as if from a dream and retreated carefully.

Only Aegon and Godwin in his arms were left in the room.

Aegon rocked gently for a while, and put his son in the cradle. He walked quietly to the window.

He never worried that Daeron would do something to his family, but some things might be unavoidable. Rhaena took little Daeron to live in Dragon's Nest for a while. Although this meant his short-term freedom, it also meant one thing.

His legal wife and heir were not around. If there was really a problem of inheritance, no matter who the crown fell on, Rhaena and little Daeron would not be able to avoid it.

It seems that he has to find her to calm down. Aegon took a deep breath. He was very conflicted now. As a Targaryen riding a dragon, it was impossible to say that he had no ambition, but Aegon was not stupid.

His grandmother's victory was just to convince people with force, and the result of the nobles' wild dance with the blood dragon was just superficial submission.

In fact, people still support male inheritance.

Then Aegon's chance is actually very high.

He closed his eyes, as if thinking about something.

As if sensing his companion's emotions, Syrax looked up at the tall Kingburner in the huge courtyard of Harrenhal, and after carefully feeling it for a while, he lowered his head with confidence. He didn't care about the whispers of the children next to him.

"Aegor, do you think we will have a chance to ride a dragon in the future?"

A boy with silver-gold hair said with longing. But the sturdy black-haired boy next to him had a blank expression and seemed indifferent to the behemoth in front of him.

"Our last name is Hewen, not Targaryen."

Aegor said somewhat unwillingly, looking at Syrax, seemingly indifferent, but a blazing fire had already burned in his eyes.