Chapter 611: Belron and Silver Wing

The meeting gradually came to an end.

A group of ministers filed out, each with different thoughts.

"Lord Corliss."

Rhaegar was talking and laughing, and called the heroic figure in the front.

The sea snake stopped and asked in confusion: "Your Majesty, what else?"

"Excuse me, about the Stepstone Islands."

Rhaegar waved his hand and distanced himself from the other ministers.

The sea snake frowned and followed his duty.

After a while, the king and his ministers settled at the corner.

Rhaegar put away his smile and said straight to the point: "The seven kingdoms are peaceful, but Essos and Sothoryos are not peaceful, and there are bandits and pirates everywhere."

"A big tree attracts the wind, this is an inevitable phenomenon."

The sea snake is used to the darkness of political struggles, and as a veteran, he pointed out: "When you are on the edge of the storm, you must always be prepared."

The current world pattern has undergone earth-shaking changes.

The continent of Westeros is completely unified, and the seven kingdoms are loyal to the Targaryen dynasty.

The narrow sea coast of Essos and the inland Qohor Forest also have the Targaryen family's direct territory.

The kingdom is too rich and powerful, and it is bound to be attacked and harmed.

The free trade city-states headed by Braavos have concluded a treaty of alliance to help each other and slander the reputation of Targaryen in various ways.

They attempt to incite the people of the entire Essos continent to fight against the ancient Valyrian dragon king who once enslaved this land.

In addition, Sothoryos is a wild land.

The remnants of the Three Women's Kingdom have made a comeback and rebuilt the Three Cities Alliance on this continent.

If we take it lightly, it will also be a serious problem.

The remaining forces are intertwined, like the roots of an old tree hidden under the invisible soil.

Iron Islands, Slaver Bay, Greenblood River orphans...

Rhaegar saw through it all, and didn't want to talk about empty strategic plans, so he pointed out the mistakes: "Aegon wrote to me that a group of pirates rose up in the Stepstones, suspected to be mercenaries after the remnants of the Three Kingdoms split."

The Three Kingdoms were in serious internal strife, with the powerful class and the slave owners and mercenaries fighting each other.

Mercenaries only care about money and not people, and are not interested in rebuilding a city-state that does not belong to them.

They took away a large number of ships and wealth and fled to the vicinity of the Stepstones to make trouble.

The location there is favorable, and it is stuck on the only way between the two sides of the Narrow Sea and the continent of Sothoryos, so you can always get enough food.

Rhaegar didn't want to see anyone running wild in his territory, and said seriously: "Maybe it has absorbed a lot of scattered pirates, seriously affecting maritime trade."

"I want you to command the fleet of the Velaryon family and clear them out regularly."

The sea snake regained his seriousness: "No problem, Your Majesty."

He will send Adam to deal with it, and use victory to prove the Velaryon family to the world.

That little red sea monster was only a flash in the pan.

Rhaegar smiled and supported him: "Call Daeron, his dragon is already able to go to the battlefield."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

When mentioning "bold Daeron", the sea snake smiled and gladly accepted the king's kindness.

After losing his son and daughter, the reputation of the Velaryon family plummeted.

Thanks to granddaughter Rhaena and Daeron, who served as wine stewards, the two young dragon riders held up the facade.

Facts have proved that Velaryon still rests with the country.

...

It was past noon.

Dragon Cave.

The rope bridge divided the sunlight into small diamond-shaped pieces, covering the entire magnificent hall.

The dragon handlers had serious faces and stood in two rows with bamboo sticks in their hands.

Baeron stood in the middle, proudly holding his head high.

On both sides behind him stood a boy and a girl.

They all had silver hair and purple eyes, white and cute faces, and looked like children no more than three or four years old.

Boom——

Accompanied by the hoarse chanting of the dragon keeper, a dull sound of heavy objects falling to the ground came from a dragon pit.

The dragon pit was dim, and a vague outline was looming.

Bellon stared at it, holding his breath unconsciously.

Boom——

The ground trembled slightly, like a heavy hammer hitting a drum.

"Here it comes."

Bellon was tense, and saw the slender horn crown that looked like his mother, the giant dragon Syrax.

A large and powerful dragon wing stretched out, and the front finger clasped the dragon stone floor.

"Brother~"

The giant beast slowly crawled out, and the girl's eyes flashed with tears, crying and hugging the boy beside her.

The boy's mouth shrank, and he couldn't hold on any longer.

The next moment, the brother and sister who looked 70% similar completely broke through the defense, hugged each other and cried loudly.

At this time, Bellon:...

"Roar..."

The giant beast climbed halfway, just sticking out a ferocious dragon head, and stopped suspiciously.

"Okay, okay, dad is here!"

Aegon rushed out from the side and picked up his two little sweethearts in one hand.

"Woo woo~~"

The brother and sister were in tears and threw themselves into their father's arms to wipe their tears.

Baelon was completely stunned and complained: "Uncle, you disturbed me."

It was agreed that the three brothers and sisters would see the dragon, and the capable ones would tame it.

What is this now?

"It's your bad luck, nephew."

Aegon was so thick-skinned that it was outrageous. He said angrily: "I can't just watch them cry, can I?"

"You..."

Belon was furious for a moment. He had never seen such a shameless person.

When the uncle and nephew were talking cordially.

Rhaenyra came over and interrupted: "Don't pay attention to him, the idiot will pull your IQ to a level."

Just got off the dragon's back, wearing a black scale-style dragon riding suit.

With the silver braid tied behind his head, he exuded a heroic and capable spirit.

"Okay."

Belron lowered his head, looked at his uncle Aegon who was coaxing the child to laugh, and said helplessly: "You are right, he will beat me with his superb level."

Rhaenyra smiled: "Silver Wing is a good choice, have you made up your mind?"

Belron was speechless.

"Hiss!!"

The long-awaited Silver Wing finally climbed out of the dragon pit, with two pairs of horns extending backwards raised high, and let out an angry roar to everyone.

The giant beast has emerald green scales all over its body, a pair of silver-gray wing membranes are strong and powerful, and the evil dragon head raised up is like a mountain.

Silver Wing has also experienced hundreds of battles, with several dents on his neck and half of the dragon horn broken on one side of the dragon head.

Except for a pair of silver-gray dragon wings that are intact, the whole body exudes a broken beauty.

Belron was fascinated and couldn't say no several times.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been seduced by his good uncle Aegon to train dragons.

"I have to go, I can't wait until the banquet is over."

Aegon joked, kissed the two children in his arms, and smiled: "Jaehaerys, Jaehaera, say goodbye to me."

"Bye~~"

The two little guys were very obedient, lying in their father's arms and waving.

"Good job, so smart."

Regardless of whether the other party answered or not, Aegon happily carried the children out.

Rhaenyra helplessly held her forehead, too lazy to pay attention to this half-brother.

He let the Stepstones not be managed properly, and spent the whole day enjoying himself with his wife and children.

The child's surname is Targaryen, born to Aegon and his concubine Diana.

Although Rhaegar did not recognize the surname of Diana's pseudo-dragon brother Fitznic, it did not change the fact that the two children were mixed-blood Targaryen and Fitznic.

This is an alternative marriage, adding fresh blood to the family.

...

Red Castle, Council Hall.

Rhaenyra didn't even change her dragon riding clothes, and brought Baelon to the door.

Creak--

The door was pushed open from the inside, and Tyran, with a meticulous golden backcombed hair, walked out carefully.

Tyran smiled and did not forget to turn back to remind: "Your Majesty, I will inform Prince Aegon to accompany me to visit Slaver's Bay."

"Lord Tyran?"

Belon greeted him and asked curiously: "What are you doing in Slaver's Bay?"

Tyran only then discovered the queen and the crown prince, and hurriedly bowed to greet them, smiling awkwardly: "Nothing, fighting crime."

"Is that so."

Belon gave up asking, turned around and reminded: "When you return to Volantis, say hello to Maekar for me."

The third brother of the same mother is far away overseas, and they can only see each other a few times a year.

Tyran immediately said seriously: "I will definitely bring him."

After that, he left with ease.

After today's court meeting, overseas ministers like him and Otto will return by boat.

It's much more comfortable there than King's Landing.

"Don't look at it, your father is getting impatient."

Rhaenyra rubbed her eldest son's head and suddenly realized that he had grown to her chest height.

At the age of ten, he was stronger than Rhaegar was when he was young.

It can only be attributed to his extraordinary talent.

...

Entering the Council Hall, the eye-catching red carpet of Rees occupied a large area.

"Mother."

A little girl with silver braids sat on the red carpet and put down the toy in her hand in surprise.

With a plop, a white baby appeared on the red carpet.

"Woo~~"

The baby was only one year old, and his milk teeth had not grown out yet. He fell to the ground and rolled.

"Visenya, what are you doing!"

Rhaenyra's eyelids twitched, and she quickly picked up the confused baby and patted the dusty white clothes.

Rhaegar sat behind his desk, watching this scene with a frown on his face.

The third daughter was delicate and beautiful, and inherited Rhaenyra's beauty.

Unexpectedly, her personality was also inherited from her mother, and she was even better than her mother.

A bit too thick-skinned.

Visenya got up from the ground, patted the dust on her hands, and smiled: "Ego is tough, and he can call me sister."

As she said that, she took back the "toy" she had dropped and held it in her arms skillfully.

"Woo~~"

Little Ego's eyes widened, and he struggled weakly and helplessly.

"Awoo!"

In his horrified eyes, Visenya opened her little mouth and bit the other's white and tender face, enjoying the touch of her teeth rubbing against the soft flesh.

She was very careful in her actions, biting her brother's face red, but she made sure that there would be no tooth marks.

Rhaenyra couldn't bear to watch it, so she drove her little daughter to a corner and glared at someone: "Rhaegar, you indulge her too much."

Rhaegar, who was caught in a disaster:...

"Ahem..."

Rhaegar coughed twice to hide his embarrassment and joked: "This is not bad. When Egg grows up, he will respect his sister."

"This is not funny. Egg will be scared."

Rhaenyra crossed her arms and looked like she was going to ask for an explanation.

Rhaegar's smile disappeared little by little when he saw this.

If you really don't agree, go and stop it!

One is three years old and the other is one year old. They can't understand reason.

"I don't want to bother with you."

Rhaenyra rolled her eyes and finally smiled.

She moved closer, opened her arms, and hugged her brother whom she hadn't seen for a while.

Rhaegar's face was full of black lines, but he still asked with concern: "Is the matter settled?"

"Yes, all the supplies that Qohor needs are available."

Rhaenyra was not shy, sitting sideways on the other's lap, wrapping her arms around his neck, smiling: "Baeron has come into contact with Silver Wing, and that female dragon is very brave."