Game of Thrones: Battle Royale Game

After sailing away from Pentos Bay, the 'Kiss of the Breeze Goddess' followed the sea breeze and headed south.

At dusk that day, under Ian's order, they chose a natural harbor to dock temporarily and prepare to hold a funeral for Viserys.

Not long after, a simple cremation platform was erected on the coast.

After Viserys's body was simply cleaned by the servants, he was put on a pair of ordinary clean clothes, and then carried to the cremation platform by Ian himself.

"Bring the oil." Daenerys ordered the servants around her, and they quickly brought jars of sesame oil.

Daenerys poured it on the pyre, and the scented oil quickly soaked the quilts, branches, and bales of hay, seeping into the firewood below, filling the air with a scent.

Then, Daenerys walked up to Celia and took the black egg from her hand.

"Don't be nervous, Your Majesty, the King of Light is protecting you." Celia comforted in a low voice when she saw Daenerys' somewhat stiff arms.

"Yes." Daenerys nodded lightly, returned to the crematorium with the egg in her arms, and placed the dragon egg on Viserys' body.

Then she sat on the cremation table herself and nodded to Ian.

Ian waved his hand and asked everyone else to return to the ship, leaving only Daenerys, Celia and himself.

"Captain, why don't they let us stay?" the first mate asked Darren Grafson as he walked towards the ship.

After Celia bought the ship, she immediately fired the original captain and first mate. After promoting the second mate to first mate, she arranged for Darren to become the new captain.

Although it was somewhat inappropriate for Daeron to serve as a small captain as the Earl of Seagulltown, considering that it was just an empty title and that sailing was indeed his old profession, he gladly accepted the new job. position.

"Who knows, maybe they are going to perform some kind of magic ritual?" Darren shrugged. As a knight who had been anointed with holy oil, he had no good impression of the pagan priest next to Ian, just because of his respect for Ian. Always obedient, he raised no objections to this.

"The night is long and dangerous everywhere." The first mate's reaction was completely different. After hearing this, he immediately recited a prayer, then without further words, returned to the ship honestly.

When Celia bought her ship, she specifically chose one where most of the sailors were followers of the Red God, and she quickly gained prestige among them.

Of course, Celia has already reported this to Ian.

"Are you ready? Your Majesty." Ian came to the crematorium holding a torch and asked Daenerys who was sitting on it.

Daenerys took a deep breath and nodded vigorously.

The next moment, Ian put the torch into the dry grass and branches under the crematorium, lit one corner, and then walked clockwise around the crematorium, lighting the other four corners.

Soon, long tongues of fire soared into the sky from the cremation platform, licking the belly of the night sky.

The fire stirred up strong winds and spread thick smoke in all directions. Ian, who almost choked, could only retreat until he lost sight of Daenerys in the flames, and he could not stop.

Similarly, Daenerys in the flames also lost Ian's vision.

She did panic for a moment when she suddenly couldn't see Ian, but she quickly calmed down.

I am the heir of the dragon, Daenerys whispered in her heart.

Daenerys sat on the cremation platform, letting the raging fire surround her. The flames were like roaring beasts, mercilessly engulfing everything around her, but she was the only one who was not hurt at all.

She even admired the flames... Daenerys was attracted to the flames. The flames were so beautiful that she had never seen anything more beautiful in her life.

Each cluster of fire looked like a wizard wearing a red, orange and yellow robe, with a long smoking cloak hanging over his shoulders.

It looks like a bright red fire lion, a golden snake and a unicorn composed of light blue flames. It looks like a fish, a fox and a monster. It also looks like a wolf, a bird with bright feathers and a big tree full of flowers.

Like a dragon?

The next moment, Daenerys saw those eyes like lava again.

A gust of sea breeze blew, the mangroves on the shore rustled, the flames on the funeral platform rose again, and the firewood hissed and exploded.

In the smoke screen, countless glowing sparks rose up, drifting away into the dark night sky like fireflies.

"Look." Celia suddenly patted Ian who was staring at the flames.

Ian looked in the direction of Celia's finger and found a blood-red comet appearing in the eastern sky. It dragged a long tail and shone in the dark night sky.

"It seems that the dragon has been born," Celia said, glancing at the crematorium where the internal situation was unknown, and then said in a very serious tone, "Soon, all the surviving players will learn that the dragon With the early arrival of the magic tide, we will become the target of public criticism."

Ian did not answer Celia, but quickly walked towards the crematorium where the flames were about to go out.

The smoke here is acrid, and the ashes of the burning are floating in the air.

Ian picked up the ashes and found Daenerys in the center of the ashes. She was naked and covered with soot, and her beautiful hair was burned away, but she herself was safe and sound.

Seeing Ian's arrival, she smiled at him.

Then, a sharp hiss sounded behind Daenerys, and a young dragon covered with black scales climbed onto her shoulders. It spread its almost transparent wings, flapped twice, and hissed. Exhale a few wisps of white smoke from his mouth and nose.

"I succeeded, Lord I. Darry," Daenerys excitedly held the black baby dragon with the back of her hand and handed it to Ian. "This is the dragon. I successfully resurrected the dragon!"

Ian was startled. He discovered that Daenerys used the word resurrection. Since the dragon family has been extinct for hundreds of years, this is correct, but Daenerys's attitude at this moment is different from her hatchling in the original book. It's completely different when the hatchling comes out.

She doesn't regard herself as the dragon's mother now!

But think about it, in the original book, Daenerys lost her husband Drogo and son Rhaego in exchange for the birth of the dragon with their lives, so it was natural for her to regard the dragon as her own child.

And now that she is still a child, how could she possibly have the idea that she is the 'Mother of Dragons'?

This is good news. It means that when using these dragons in the future, I don't have to worry about Daenerys' emotions.

"Celia's secret method worked. I am really the messenger of the Lord of Light." Daenerys did not notice Ian's brief sluggishness and was still excited.

"Can you give our dragon a name?" Daenerys suddenly asked.

"How about calling him Ion?" However, just when Ion was thinking about whether to name him Ankara or Neltharion, Daenerys continued.

At first hearing this name, Ian could not realize what the meaning was, but when he saw the hope in Daenerys's eyes, he immediately realized that this was his name in Valyrian. some variation of .

Rather than commemorating her brother with a name like 'Viserion', she seemed to prefer to name the first dragon that reappeared in the world after herself.

"As you wish, Your Majesty." Ian accepted the honor happily without any objection.

The next chapter will be posted in the evening. I have used up all the saved manuscripts during the past few days in the hospital. I originally brought the computer to the hospital, but it was too noisy in the ward and I couldn't write anything for a long time. I will go out and find an Internet cafe nearby after I finish my work tomorrow afternoon.