The chaotic sound of horse hooves sounded on the road outside the Royal Forest.
"Firefighting!"
"Quick, put out the fire first!"
The furious Viserion set fire to the Kingswood, and countless Targaryen soldiers rushed to put out the fire with buckets of water.
"your Highness."
"your Highness."
The little princess Daenerys also came to the scene in person, surrounded by the Unsullied.
"Viserion."
She got off her horse and took the lead in calming Viserion's emotions, and then learned what had happened.
A group of uninvited guests took the opportunity to invade the Kingswood while Viserion was away. They attacked five young dragons and took away the smallest piece of silver among them.
This is something that has never happened before. The three dragons of the Targaryen family have never been dispatched at the same time.
The one who has been out and about the longest is Balerion. The Black Death's combat prowess far exceeds that of his two brothers, and his body length is three times their length. Therefore, he is often involved in wars or flying around with Viserys.
go.
The two brothers Rhaegal and Viserion stayed at home, hunting and catching fish. All those who dared to go deep into the royal forest were swallowed up in their bellies.
So now, by chance, this is the first time that the three dragons of the Targaryen family are dispatched at the same time.
Balerion and Rhaegal are on the other side of the Narrow Sea, and the white dragon Viserion has received Daenerys's order to come to Pentos to put down the rebellion.
But it was precisely this fleeting opportunity that was accurately captured by the enemies of the Targaryen family.
They sent a team of experts armed with weapons that could threaten the young dragons to capture the young dragons that were only a few months old. The other party succeeded in capturing one of them.
After Daenerys learned the whole story, her face turned slightly pale. Although she was still young, she understood the importance of the dragon to the family.
Her brother entrusted her with such an important matter, but she messed it up.
Her brother once entrusted the foundation to Rhaenys, and although Rhaenys had moments when she was confused, overall she didn't make such a big mistake.
The silver-haired princess's eyes were a little red, and it looked like she couldn't help but want to cry. For her age, such a big thing happened, and she was already a little helpless, but she didn't have anything to rely on. Her brother and Rhaenys both
In the distance, she can only rely on herself now.
But fortunately, Jon Clinton also received the news and rushed to the scene in time.
The sound of horse hooves sounded at the end of the road, and a tall man with gray-red hair arrived here escorted by a few guards. The first time he saw Daenerys, he turned over and dismounted.
"your Highness."
When Daenerys saw the trustworthy adults arriving, she couldn't help but hugged Jon Connington and cried.
"It's all my fault, Lord Jon, what should I do now?"
When the man with gray-red hair saw the crying princess, he felt a little unbearable and swallowed back the words of criticism he wanted to say.
This was actually Daenerys's negligence. The girl called Viserion, causing the five young dragons in the Kingswood to lose their protection.
Without this, it would just be a small, inconsequential bug.
But the enemy happened to seize this opportunity, sent out elite troops to attack the imperial forest, and captured one of the young dragons. This small mistake turned into a very serious mistake.
However, looking at the crying little girl, Jon Clinton couldn't bear to say some harsh words, so he could only rub the girl's hair, sigh and speak.
"This is not entirely His Highness's fault. I am also at fault. I should send more soldiers to protect the royal forest, not just..."
Jon Connington's voice was low, but in fact, considering the vast area of the Kingswood, sending an army of 10,000 people could not completely protect the place.
But Jon Clinton had not finished what he said. Compared with the safety of Her Royal Highness the Princess's mood, what was more important now was how to remedy it. Then his tone was slightly lifted and he spoke.
"But now is not the time to give up."
"Your Highness."
"I have sent soldiers to search for suspicious people along the way and blocked the ports and coasts. The baby dragon is not small in size. It is not that easy for them to transport it quietly."
Jon Connington took some remedial measures in time, searching for the group of people who attacked the young dragon along the way, and wasted no time investigating their identities.
But having said that, Jon Connington didn't have much hope in retrieving the young dragon.
The opponent is very well prepared. Since the time of Viserion's departure can be accurately calculated, it must not be difficult to arrange for people to respond from the outside.
The previous most difficult plan to capture the dragon was successful. It was very easy to transfer a baby dragon that was only one meter in length. A skilled smuggling gang could do it.
However, although Jon Connington did not have high expectations for finding the young dragon now, he was not panicked because he knew that there was someone who would definitely be able to find the whereabouts of the young dragon.
"Hate will be annihilated with blood and fire."
Jon Connington rarely spoke with murderous intent, saying that no matter who the enemy was this time, since he had touched the bottom line, he must use blood and fire to wash away his sins.
...
And on the coast near Pentos.
A merchant ship flying the Tyrosh flag seems to have temporarily stopped here due to some accident.
Then a carriage covered with black cloth came speeding up, and people took a large wooden box off the carriage and carried it to the merchant ship. The merchant ship, which had been docked for a long time, hurriedly unanchored and sailed towards the north.
Above the cabin, the leader of the Faceless Men took off his mask, revealing a handsome but weathered face with a slight beard, and a pair of deep light blue eyes full of fatigue.
His last companion chose to escape in another direction in order to distract the pursuers.
In the end, he was caught up by the Targaryen cavalry and his head was chopped off. Now he is the only one left.
The killers of the Faceless Men moved in force, but in the end almost the entire army was wiped out. Apart from him, there were only 'kind people' who were responsible for training new people and 'waifs' who prepared poisons.
The Faceless Men organization, which has been famous for thousands of years, is on the verge of extinction, just because of this young dragon...
What can it bring? Can it allow the dignitaries of Braavos to try to control the dragon and gain hegemony in the sky, or can it study the characteristics of the dragon and develop weapons against this creature?
"Is it worth it?"
Jaqen H'ghar looked at the silver baby dragon with its feet tied in the cage.
Its scales were dim and dull, and it seemed that it had stopped struggling and became much quieter. It lay quietly in the cage, its eyes also looking at each other.
However, at this moment, Jaqen H'ghar suddenly felt his scalp numb.
He sensed an unprecedented crisis in the young dragon's eyes, and then suddenly stood up from the chair.