Suddenly the sky was overcast, and without warning, a storm descended on the Sea of Dorne.

It was still a sunny afternoon, but in the blink of an eye, dense dark clouds covered the sun, as if it had come directly into the middle of the night.

In the palpitating gloom, the rain raged on the sea, and the bean-sized raindrops fell densely on the deck, splashing a little bit of water.

The fierce sea breeze rolled up the raging waves, and one after another, the raging Sea of Dorne seemed to suddenly fall into a rage, venting its emotions to the fullest.

A fleet flying the flag of purple grapes on a blue background was tossed in the storm, and in the face of the majesty of nature, even the fleet of Qingting Island, which was one of the three major fleets of Westeros, was as weak as an inconspicuous ant.

In the violent jolting and shaking, the windproof lights in the flagship's captain's room flickered on and off.

Under the yellow light, everyone's face was sallow, like a group of devils out of hell.

"Damn, why did you suddenly have such a big storm!" The captain cursed with a bitter face, "We can't get close to Bloodreef Island in this weather. ”

A bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, and the flames danced, followed by a roar of thunder.

When the thunder had died down, Count Paxter Redwin said:

"Did you see the Dragon's Flying Blood Reef just now?"

Several people shook their heads.

Count Pexter frowned.

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

According to his and Lady Olenna's calculations, the coronation of Caesar this time is nothing more than two attitudes-

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

Count 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 recognizing Mycella as queen.

And with Caesar's ambition, as long as Prince Doran was slightly agitated, he would want to take off the crown of Mycella and put it on his head.

In this way, the viper hidden in the hair of the "Mycella" will be effective, dealing Caesar with a fatal blow.

As for the other possibility - Caesar was really stupid enough to recognize Mycella as queen.

Then Mithera would declare Caesar's killing of Joffrey a murder on the spot.

In this way, 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 stay, with the infamy of the kingkiller and the loss of the support of the river, Caesar can only hold on to a fortress of wind and breath, and there is nothing to worry about.

In Count Paxter's mind, Caesar's end was nothing more than both.

And no matter which way it ends, there should be a dragon flying out of Bloodreef Island-

The former is because Caesar's dragon became a wild dragon and left because he lost his master, and the latter was Caesar who fled on a dragon.

But now, neither is happening......

Is there a third possibility?

Earl Pixter instinctively sensed something was wrong.

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

And this wait is the most painful.

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

Count Paxter came back to his senses and hurriedly looked in the direction of Bloodreef Island.

I saw a small white dot rise from the island and fly into the storm.

He took the Mill lens and tried to see it clearly.

But the ship was too far away from Bloody Reef Island, and the dark clouds were not good at the moment, and the light was not good, so it was impossible to see clearly at all.

By the electric light that flickered from time to time, Earl Paxter could only vaguely see that there seemed to be someone on the white dragon.

Caesar didn't die.

It seems that Caesar recognized Queen Mycella.

The Earl of Paxter was slightly disappointed.

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

The man who killed his son is better dead.

Otherwise, even if Caesar loses his reputation and quits the race for the Iron Throne, it will be difficult to kill this person.

After all, Storm's Rest Castle can be called the first fortified city in the Seven Kingdoms, Caesar still has a dragon, if he really cowered in the city, Count Paxter couldn't do anything about him for a while.

Maybe you can start from the inside of Fengxi Fort, and there are also Eagle's Beak Island and Jiaoling are also breakthroughs...... Count Paxter pondered what to do.

The storm continues with no signs of stopping.

The Earl of Paxter had long since adapted to such a bump, and did not take it seriously, but his appetite was inevitably affected a little, and he did not eat much at dinner.

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

"My lord, the dragon is back!"

"Coming back?" Earl Pixter was stunned for a moment, then quickly got up and went to the deck.

The violent wind and rain hit his face, and he could feel the pain, and the ship rose and fell in the waves, but Earl Pexter stood still on the sloping deck, as if he had roots under his feet.

He pulled out his Mill lens and looked again in the direction of Bloodreef.

In the flash of lightning, a white dragon was found coming from the north and landing on the island.

What's going on?

What did Caesar do when he came back?

Annoyed and angry, so come back to kill?

Earl Pexter speculated on the possibilities.

If that's the case, then it can only be said that Caesar is even more stupid than he thinks.

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

Maeg's mount was the Black Death "Bellerion", but even that couldn't stop Westeros from setting off waves of rebellion. The reign of the most brutal king in the history of the Targaryen family began with blood and ended in a pool of blood.

If Caesar dared to kill the nobles of the Three Realms on Bloodreef Island in a fit of rage, then his fate would only be worse.

A sneering sneer crossed the corner of Earl Paxter's mouth.

It didn't take long for him to see the white dragon rise from the Sky on Bloodreef Island again, heading north.

This time, I really ran away.

If Caesar still had some sanity, he should have run directly to the other side of the Narrow Sea, otherwise staying in Westeros would be a dead end.

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

But it didn't take long for his subordinates to come over again to report that the white dragon had reappeared.

This time, the Earl of Pexter finally realized that something was wrong.

He ran to the deck and saw that the white dragon had risen from Bloodreef Island for the third time.

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

"He's transporting the island's nobles away." Earl Pexter's face was gloomy, "Caesar should know of our existence. ”

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

Earl Pexter did not answer.

He always felt that things were out of control, and he was desperate to know what was going on on Bloodreef.

"Calilon!" Earl Pexter shouted.

"My lord, are you looking for me?" A burly man with his upper body bare strode up.

"Kalilon, I heard that you are the best sailor on Qingting Island, a son of the sea. Now I ask you, are you sure you can take a small boat to Bloodreef Island in such a storm? ”

Hearing this, Kalilon immediately hesitated.

If it was just a storm, he had even experienced bigger and more terrifying storms, but the problem was that it was too difficult to get to Bloodreef Island.

If one accidentally hits the reef, he will be the result of a shipwreck.

Seeing this, the Earl of Pexter decisively increased:

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

Kalilon was short of breath.

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

"My lord, I'm willing to try."

Kalilon was suddenly anxious, and hurriedly said, "My lord, I can land on the island!" ”

"Okay." Count Paxter nodded with satisfaction, "You two go, as long as you can find out the situation on the island and come back, I will not miss you knights and manors." ”

"Yes!"

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

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

Carillon jumped into the sea, climbed into the boat, tied himself to the mast with a thick rope, and then unfurled the sails, and the boat rushed into the darkness like an arrow from a string.

(End of chapter)