Ice and Fire: Reign of the Dragon.

Chapter 118: Wolves go south, eagles leave the valley, but the war is over

"Have you found out where they came from?" Ray picked up some ashes sprayed out by Shadow Nightmare. "What is their purpose? Is there a mastermind behind this?"

Bishop Kerlen shook his head. "I don't know. The only people in the church who dress like this are the ascetics who walk around the villages. But they can only recite scriptures. Many of them don't even have the ability to interpret scriptures. Only a very small number of ascetics are true masters, just like the preachers of the Centenarian King."

"It sounds like they are also an indispensable part of people's lives." Rey understood Bishop Korran's explanation.

"Your Highness, I have some clues." Tigaro Dagareon, with long hair, came out from behind, holding a thick notebook. Ray nodded at him, indicating that he could continue. Tigaro opened the notebook and explained, "According to the records of the checkpoint over at Young Deer Village, these heretics claim to be from the royal territory and have no affiliated temple. Based on their statements, I have sufficient reason to suspect that their target is the children's dragon."

"No, Tigaro." Rey scratched Shadowmare's chin, and the black dragon purred comfortably. "There may also be my dragon and little Aegon's dragon, or Stormcloud. I'm worried that something might have happened in King's Landing."

"Do you need me to write a letter to His Royal Highness, asking him to come back and take charge of Dragon's Nest? With Wormisol and Silver Wing here, no one can make a big fuss." Tigaro said solemnly. Rey shook his head: "No, I guess they can't make a big fuss either. Shufu, have the city guards increase patrols during this period. The market area, the avenue area, the saffron area, the silk district and the flower lane are temporarily under curfew." Rey looked at Shufu standing at the forefront of the city guards. This blacksmith was very popular among the blacksmiths of the Vareses family, where Volantis gathered, because of his excellent skills and his obvious Valyrian appearance. He has now become a senior member of the Summer Hall Blacksmith Guild. He not only owns his own blacksmith shop, but also serves as a captain of the "Silver Robes" of the city guards.

"Yes, Your Highness." Xiufu excitedly stole a glance at the giant dragon in the dragon's lair. The children's dragons lived deep in the dragon's lair and could not be seen from this position, but Shadow Nightmare and Storm Cloud were wandering nearby. Xiufu could not help but secretly regret that he could not see the two adult dragons.

After giving instructions on various city matters, Rei could finally take a break. The boy tiredly returned to his room in the Twin Towers, threw himself on the bed with a plop, and stretched his body hard. Listening to the crackling sound coming from his body, Rei felt a sense of comfort that was difficult to describe in words. "With the eldest and second brothers not here, you really have to use me as both the eldest and second brothers."

Rei collapsed on the bed and wailed. A knock on the door interrupted his wailing. "Come in."

Hoffa, with black hair and golden eyes, opened the door, stood at the doorway and said, "Prince, Princess Rhaena wants to come and see you."

Rey jumped up from the bed. "Please let her in, Brother Hoffa." Hoffa made way for Renia to rush into the room. "Rey, my dragon eggs are about to hatch!"

"What?" Rey didn't hear clearly. "I said, my dragon eggs are hatching!" Rhaena happily turned around Rey's room. "Little Viserys is not happy. Now his is the only one in our dragon egg. There is no movement at all."

"Your dragon eggs are going to hatch?" Rey finally realized what was happening. "Take me to see it." Renia grabbed Rey's hand and dragged him out. "Hurry, the children and the two sisters are waiting." Rey was also very happy. For their Dragon King family, every dragon was precious. The hatching of every dragon egg was a good thing worth celebrating. Although Rey vaguely heard that the Targaryen family once had a glorious time when dragon eggs were hatched every month, he didn't know why the Targaryen family only had a few dragons left.

The boy and girl quickly crossed the bridge of the Twin Towers and pushed open the door of the greenhouse. Sure enough, Daena Tarly and Rhaella Celtigar with the children, as well as little Aegon and Viserys were all in the greenhouse, surrounding a dragon egg with a faint crack, staring at it intently.

There were three little dragons staring at the dragon eggs with them. Ringol's black dragon with star patterns had grown very big. In order not to damage the dragon eggs in the greenhouse, the little black dragon could only curl itself up and watch the other two little dragons playing with each other pitifully. Samantha's ugly little dragon was still ugly. The tentacle-like strips on its body still existed and seemed to have grown longer as the dragon grew up. Although it was still small, its dragon teeth were already very sharp, especially its dark green eyes with almost no pupils and its bald head and neck, where even the scales could not be seen, making its head look particularly strange. However, its big wings were still so big that it could even cover their sister Danyla's white dragon directly under its wings. The dorsal fin of the little white dragon also grew bigger and harder, and seemed to replace the position of the dragon horn.

Xiao Lingol held the little black dragon's head and stared intently at the dragon egg that was gradually cracking. Seeing that his partner's energy was focused on the egg, the little black dragon hummed with some dissatisfaction. But the strange thing was that the little black dragon's humming actually had a rhythm, as if it was humming a ballad, which was very pleasant to hear.

"Mom, when do you think the dragon eggs will hatch?" Samantha Varese asked curiously with her eyes wide open. Diana smiled and shook her head: "I don't know either. You should ask cousin Aegon."

Samantha immediately pestered little Aegon. "Cousin Aegon, cousin Aegon, when do you think the little dragon will hatch?" Little Aegon stroked his fiancee's hair and said with a smile, "I don't know either. It depends on the little dragon's mood." Ringol raised his head and said in a baby voice, "It's not about mood. It depends on the little dragon's strength."

"Okay, okay, give me some strength, give me some strength." Little Aegon tried to comfort Ringol helplessly, until Rey and Rhaena pushed the door in, little Aegon breathed a sigh of relief.

"Uncle Lei, look." Ringol pointed at the dragon egg. "It's about to hatch." Lei observed the dragon egg and saw that cracks had already appeared on it.

Only Viserys was crouching with his dragon egg in his arms, not saying a word. Rhaella walked over to his side and gently pinched the little prince's face. "Okay, okay, look, Rhaena's dragon egg is about to hatch, and yours will hatch soon too." "Really?" Viserys' eyes lit up. After getting Rhaella's affirmation, the little prince happily went back to the group of children watching the dragon egg hatch.

"The shell has broken! The shell has broken!" Daniela clapped excitedly.

The dragon egg finally cracked, and a pale pink dragon with a black horn crest emerged from the broken eggshell somewhat timidly. It glanced at everyone timidly, and immediately coughed and blew out a puff of black smoke. Rey tilted his head, and Hoffa at the door immediately waved his hand. The silver guard who had been waiting outside the door immediately came in with a basket of cooked meat and poured the meat into the bronze basin in the middle of the greenhouse.

Samantha's dragon and Daniela's dragon wanted to pounce upon the meat when they smelled it, but were swept back by Ringol's dragon's tail. The black dragon shouted at the two little dragons, indicating that the meat was not for them. The two little dragons then snorted a few times in dissatisfaction and lay back obediently.

Seeing that it was safe, the pale pink little dragon stumbled out of the eggshell, pounced into the basin, and started to tear into the cooked meat in big mouthfuls.

"Have you thought of a name for the little dragon?" Rey gently nudged Rhaena with his elbow. Rhaena thought for a moment. "Let's call it Dawn. The war is about to end, and dawn is coming."

Lei nodded. He leaned over and squatted beside his nephews and nieces. "Have you thought of a name for your dragon?" Seeing that the dragon had already hatched, Ringol was no longer interested in the novelty of the dragon. He turned around and hugged his black dragon's head. The little black dragon rubbed Ringol's arm with satisfaction when he saw that his friend's attention had returned, and hummed a "ballad" of another tune comfortably. "It's called Starsong." Ringol said the little dragon's name without hesitation. It was obvious that the little kid had been thinking about it for a long time.

"Xingge, what a nice name." Diana rubbed her son's cheek in surprise. "How did you come up with that?"

"There are star patterns on Star Song's body," Ringol explained patiently, "and its call sounds like singing, which is very pleasant to hear, so I named it this."

"What about the sisters' dragons?" Diana asked with a smile.

"My dragon is called Candlelight." Samantha glanced at her twin brother and raised her hand to answer, "My cousin Aegon gave me the name. He said the word means a spark that can grow into a big fire."

Little Aegon nodded: "I also came up with the name of Daenerys' dragon." The boy straightened his chest and said confidently, pretending to be an adult: "Aurorae, it's very similar to its color."

When the children named the dragons.

Twin River City.

The 30,000 northern troops led by Lord Cregan Stark finally crossed the Neck, crossed the Frey family bridge, and arrived at the riverland. The army in the valley was finally ready, and under the leadership of Artis Royce, they poured out of the Bloody Gate and rolled towards the king's territory.

"Is the war over?" Cregan Stark looked expressionlessly at Lord Frey's wife, Sabitha Valpin, with coldness in his grey eyes.

"The war is not over yet, because the traitors' heads are still on their necks."

Cregan Stark handed the letter back to Lady Sabither and said coldly.

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