Game of Thrones: Holy Flame King

The sky suddenly darkened, and a storm descended on the Sea of ​​Dorne without warning.

It was clearly a sunny afternoon just now, but in a blink of an eye the dense dark clouds covered the sun, as if it had come straight into the night.

In the palpitating darkness, the torrential rain was raging on the sea, and the bean-sized raindrops were densely sprinkled on the deck, splashing little by little.

The violent sea wind rolled up violent huge waves, and one after another, the raging Dorne Sea seemed to suddenly fall into a rage, venting its emotions to its heart's content.

A fleet flying the flag of purple grapes on a blue background is tossing in the storm. In the face of the majesty of nature, even the Arbor Island Fleet, one of the three major fleets in Westeros, is as weak as an inconspicuous ant.

Amidst the violent turbulence and shaking, the windbreak lamp in the captain's cabin of the flagship flickered on and off.

Under the ghastly yellow light, everyone's face was sallow and sallow, as if a group of devils had emerged from hell.

"Damn it, why is there such a big storm all of a sudden!" The captain cursed with a bitter face, "We can't get close to Blood Reef Island in such weather."

A flash of lightning suddenly streaked across the sky, and the flames danced wildly, followed by the roar of thunder.

After the thunder faded away, Earl Paxter Redwyne said:

"Did you see Long Fei bleeding reef just now?"

Several people shook their heads.

Lord Paxter frowned.

Counting the time, the coronation ceremony on Blood Reef Island should have ended long ago.

According to his and Mrs. Olenna's plan, the coronation of Caesar this time is nothing more than two attitudes——

Either recognize Queen Myrcella, or deny Myrcella's legitimacy on the spot.

Earl Paxter thinks that Caesar will most likely refuse to admit it. After all, as long as the other party is not stupid, he should wake up to the consequences of acknowledging Myrcella as queen.

And with Caesar's ambition, as long as Prince Daolan encourages him a little, he will want to take off Myrcella's crown and put it on his own head.

In this way, the poisonous snake hidden in the hair of "Myrcella" will work and deal a fatal blow to Caesar.

As for another possibility - Caesar is really stupid enough to recognize Myrcella as queen.

Then Myrcella would declare on the spot that Caesar's killing of Joffrey was regicide.

In doing so, Caesar's reputation was ruined.

Of course, in this case, with Caesar's force, the nobles present should not be able to keep him.

But there is no need to keep it. With the infamy of a kingslayer on his back and the loss of the support of the river bend, Caesar can only linger on a Storm's End, which is nothing to worry about.

In Earl Paxter's mind, Caesar's ending is nothing more than these two.

Regardless of the ending, there should be a dragon flying out of Blood Reef Island——

The former is because Caesar lost his master, and Caesar's dragon became a wild dragon and left madly, while the latter is Caesar fleeing on a dragon.

But right now, neither of those things are happening...

Is there a third possibility?

Earl Paxter instinctively felt something was wrong.

But in such a storm, it is impossible for him to send a boat to the island to check the situation, so he can only wait outside the island.

And this waiting is the most tormented.

"Dragon!" The captain's voice suddenly sounded, "Lord Paxter, look, it's Caesar's dragon!"

Earl Paxter came back to his senses, and quickly looked in the direction of Blood Reef Island.

I saw a small white dot rising from the island and flying into the storm.

He had taken a Mir lens to see more clearly.

But the ship was too far away from the Blood Reef Island, and at the moment, the clouds were thick and the light was not good, so it was hard to see clearly.

With the flashes of lightning from time to time, Earl Paxter could only vaguely see that there seemed to be someone on the white dragon.

Caesar is not dead.

It appears that Caesar recognized Queen Myrcella.

Earl Paxter was slightly disappointed.

Because deep down, he actually wanted to see another situation.

The man who killed his son had better be dead.

Otherwise, even if Caesar's reputation was ruined and he withdrew from the competition for the Iron Throne, it would be very difficult to kill him.

After all, Storm's End is the strongest city in the Seven Kingdoms, and Caesar still has a giant dragon. If he really hides in the city, Earl Paxter will have nothing to do with him for a while.

Perhaps we can start from the interior of Storm's End, and the Islet of Eagle's Mouth and Horn Hill are also breakthrough points... Earl Paxter was thinking about countermeasures.

The storm continued and showed no sign of letting up.

Earl Paxter had long been used to such bumps, so he didn't take it seriously, but his appetite was inevitably affected, and he didn't eat much for dinner.

Just as he put down his knife and fork and was about to order some more red wine, a sailor staggered to report:

"My lord, that dragon is back!"

"Back again?" Earl Paxter was taken aback for a moment, then quickly got up and went to the deck.

The violent wind and rain hit his face, and he could feel pain, and the ship was heaving and unsteady in the waves, but Earl Paxter stood motionless on the sloping deck, as if his feet had taken root.

He took out the Mir lens and looked in the direction of Blood Reef Island again.

As the lightning flashed, it turned out that a white dragon was coming from the north and landed on the island.

what happened?

What is Caesar doing again?

Angry, so come back to kill?

Earl Paxter speculated about various possibilities.

If this is the case, it can only be said that Caesar was even more stupid than he imagined.

If the Seven Kingdoms could be conquered by killing alone, why did the "cruel" Maegor Targaryen rebel and die on the Iron Throne?

Maegor's mount is the "Black Death" Balerion. Even so, it still cannot prevent waves of rebellion in Westeros. The reign of the most brutal king in the history of House Targaryen began with blood and ended in blood.

If Caesar dared to become angry and kill the nobles of the three realms on Blood Reef Island, his fate would only be worse.

There was a sneer of sarcasm on the corner of Earl Paxter's mouth.

Not long after, he saw the white dragon soaring up from the Blood Reef Island again, heading north.

I really ran away this time.

If Caesar still has some sense, he should run directly to the other side of the narrow sea, otherwise staying in Westeros will only be a dead end.

Earl Paxter was suddenly in a good mood. After returning to the cabin, he poured himself a glass of red wine and drank leisurely in the storm.

But it didn't take long before his subordinates came to report again, saying that the white dragon had appeared again.

Earl Paxter finally realized something was wrong this time.

He ran to the deck, and saw that the white dragon had risen from the blood reef island for the third time.

"My lord, what is Caesar doing back and forth?" The captain was also confused.

"He is taking away the nobles on the island." Earl Paxter's face was gloomy. "Caesar should know about our existence."

"He did this because he wanted to hold the nobles of the Three Realms hostage?"

Lord Paxter made no answer.

He always felt that things might have gotten out of control, and at this moment he was extremely eager to know what happened on Blood Reef Island.

"Calillon!" cried Lord Paxter.

"My lord, are you looking for me?" A burly man with his upper body bare came striding forward.

"Calillon, I heard that you are the best sailor on Arbor Isle, the son of the sea. Now I ask you, are you sure you can take a small boat to Blood Reef in such a storm?"

Carillon hesitated when he heard this.

If it's just a storm, he's even experienced bigger and more terrifying waves, but the problem is that it's too difficult to land on Blood Reef Island.

If one accidentally hits a reef, he will end up with a shipwreck and a loss of life.

Seeing this, Earl Paxter resolutely added:

"As long as you can go to the island to check the situation and come back to report, I will make you a knight and give you a manor."

Callillon suddenly became short of breath.

But before he could answer, another sailor beside him shouted:

"My lord, I am willing to try."

Callillon became anxious immediately, and hurriedly said, "My lord, I can land on the island!"

"Okay." Earl Paxter nodded in satisfaction, "Both of you go, as long as you can find out the situation on the island and come back, I will not miss you both, the knight and the manor."

"yes!"

Stimulated by titles and fiefdoms, the two outstanding Qingting Island sailors are ready to give it a go.

Soon, the two small boats were lowered from the ship, like two thin leaves falling, undulating in the waves, precarious.

Callillon jumped into the sea, climbed into the boat, tied himself to the mast with thick ropes, then unfurled the sails, and the boat shot into the darkness like a sharp arrow off the string.