Ice and Fire: Reign of the Dragon

"His ~ Roar ~"

The sharp roar broke through the clear sky, and the teams from the West raised their heads and looked at the two dragons over them over their shoulders. Walmax roared and flew ahead. The atmosphere of the Western team is stagnant.

Many of the West Cavaliers who grew up in the summer have never seen the dragon at all, especially the prosperous scenery that appeared together in the bulls. There is no chance to see the majesty of the dragon raging on the battlefield.

Now they have seen it.

The two dragons were not flying to the city with noise, but circled outside the wall of the midsummer hall and found Tanglian's dragons.

Syelax and Haiyan are lying on a clean open space. The fat sheep in front of them have been grilled. For the two dragons of the nearly 100 years old, these sheeps are just small to their body shape. Just snacks, Mogul shrank a little pitifully. The sheep in front of it were smaller than the food of the two elders, and even the quantity seemed to be deducted. Si is not so miserable.

The sheep in front of it is at least no problem.

"Mogel's sheep" Illion looked at the sheep in front of Morgel in doubt from the dragon's back.

"Prince, Gilezos snatched Molugl's food." Yin Wei, who was in charge of feeding the dragon, couldn't have to laugh and laugh, and he brought the fat sheep for the two new dragons of the two ends. With his body lifted up, Dragon Flame ignited these little guys: "You also saw it, Mogul was really in the dragon group. It's too stingy." Yin Wei took the sheep of Mogule to its beside.

But Mogel just looked at the sheep and trembled again at the dragons next to them.

Gellezus rushed out without hesitation, and took two sheep away.

"I see."

Elion nodded. He didn't care about these things. The dragons had the way of getting along with the dragons. As a rider, he was not qualified and unable to interfere.

He took Valis a bit of his dragon and sat on the wheel palace arranged for them by the Valezers family.

Dragon Chao City.

The door of the boulder, obsidian, and bronzes was slowly opened. Seventy -seventh -name wearing heavy armor, riding a high -headed horse knight holding the banner of silver dragon moon laurel leaves, in the fierce drum sound, like a seat in the fierce drum sound, like a seat in the fierce drum sound, it looks like a seat in the fierce drum sound. The mobile sculpture slowly moved out of the dragon's mouth.

Followed by the wheel palace decorated with winter snow roses and laurel leaves. Basulon was wearing a tattooed dress with a wolf. Skirts, complicated crown of decorative decoration, and coat or jewelry made of silver hanging on the chest. Both were smiling.

The bride's family followed behind the Palace, one after another, followed by a horse, followed closely.

Until the ending of the wheel palace lowered all the aristocrats of the onlookers.

Long Zel squinted his eyes, leaving the castle with Lei's company.

Roar, roar, roar.

The earth is trembling.

The dragon of Walezus was dispatched.

The dragons took the lead in flying away from the nest, followed by those behemoths.

Until the last star song and shadow.

The black dragon covered the sky on both ends made the sky dark, but what was even more scary was that the head slowly extended the head out of the nest, making a deafening roar.

Even the Tanglian dragon group in the distance shuddered in the roar of Valo Sol.

On the tower of Qilong Datang.

King Yigen silently looked at the dragon in the distance.

At that moment, he strengthened his determination.

No matter how much the price pays, Tanglian must restore the number of dragon knights as soon as possible, especially a few dragons.

Clark, Dreamfire, Igaras, and Tyrakkiu, who will soon become Wild Dragon.

Especially Clark.

"Your Majesty, the parade has begun."

Galin Hewen said softly.

"I have seen it." The king of the king who had a serious figure, his stomach was so large that he had to wear a loose robe: "Galin, my child, I believe you are not looking for this information that you can see with your eyes. mine."

"Your Majesty, this is just an intelligence."

Galin said carefully: "Prince Yimeng and Prince Illion went to the virgin tower to visit the queen and Prince Dalen. They would directly participate in the wedding. In addition, Ms. Serina had already stayed in the right position."

Yi Geng thought for a while.

"Let's go first, ready."

As a king and a member of the royal family, he needs to prepare for the new couple.

He put on his heavy crown.

Seven Dragons.

The nobles from the seven kingdoms, even the conquest, gathered here, at least in the Grand Hall, they did not dare to speak.

Dannilis's rare calmness, so that she has always disliked Yi Geng to recite the groom and bride, kissing the back of the bride and groom's hand to show blessings.

After the prayer of the Bishop.

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

The newcomer who completed the Westlo wedding came to Long Zel.

Long Zel reached out and pressed on the head of the two people who kneeled on one knee.

"Children, you are the bond of Bing and Fire League, please remember your duties."

"Never forget, grandpa."

"The North will never forget, and neither will I."

Longzel nodded with relief.

Like most weddings.

Under Igor's precise calculation of the time when the carriage passed by,

Daenerys' wedding went on without any disturbance.

The two exchanged vows under the heart tree.

They drank each other's blood in front of the flames.

The feast filled with wine and food filled every guest from all over the country.

The nobles of the North found the nobles of the Vale, who were also characters on the edge of the political arena in King's Landing. The nobles of the two regions had a lot in common.

The nobles of the Iron Islands were still invisible, while the nobles of the West were talking enthusiastically with the nobles of the Riverlands.

The nobles of the Reach and the nobles of the Borderlands were of the same blood, mixed with the nobles from Dorne, and were quite harmonious.

The nobles of the Crownland had close relations with the nobles of the Stormlands.

As for the conquered lands, they either played with their relatives in the native lands, or formed their own faction and did not participate in internal social activities.

The fat king pushed the feast to a climax.

He stood on the king's chair holding a huge golden cup.

"Let's toast to the newlyweds, Sir Basilon and Princess Daenerys!"

No one could refuse the king's invitation.

When everyone's glasses stopped, the king suddenly said something drunkenly.

"Sir Basilon Vareses, I wish you a happy wedding."