Chapter 708
"You're crazy, you can tell such a lie?" Godry Farring on the city wall was surprised and angry and cursed, "Fatty, I see through your heart, liver, spleen, lung and kidney, you want to deceive us in this way, Let's let Aegon go.
I tell you, there's no door!
We don't believe it!
We definitely don't believe it!
Aegon is The son of Rhaegar and Elia, is the nephew of Daenerys, no one can lie to us!"
Well, this guy completely forgot about oneself's "fake king" and "fake Crown Prince" before.
"I'm not lying, I swear! Varys is my friend for many years, and with his help, changing a baby is too easy." Illyrio wiped away tears.
"You're just lying!" Godry Farring flustered and exasperated.
——If Aegon is fake, the Allies don't need him anymore, the Allies don't need him, they won't trade Wyvern, without Wyvern, he can't be Dragonrider.
How can Giantslayer endure this?
Well, he thinks too much.
"Kill him!"
Illyrio was about to tell the difference when Second Stag's roar suddenly came from the castle just across the door.
Godry Farring hearing this, grabbed the long-armed crossbow from the soldiers on the side of the wall and aimed at the fatty under the city.
"Whoosh ——————"
Suddenly, Wyvern's painful wailing sounded in the courtyard behind him. In a flash, Godry Farring recalled the day when King Aegon fell to the dragon. Scenes.
Suddenly turning around, I saw dozens of ballistas protruding from the balcony and windows of the castle, and the steel essence arrows shot out from the arm-length arrows, penetrating the torso, wings and neck of the huge Wyvern in the courtyard.
"What's going on?"
Godry Farring murmured blankly.
Then, he saw the Tattered Prince with his holding head rolling and wailing in the mud.
See Iron Bank representative Tycho struggling under Knight.
Saw the gloomy King.
Seeing Melisandre holding up the horn...
"wu wu wu ——"
Aunt Mel's pink peach-like heart-shaped face Rising red, the horn pierced the Soul, echoed for miles around Snakewood, and the Wyvern in the sky roared like headless flies.
——Ah, my Fengjun started stealing peaches again!
Godry Farring suddenly realized, completely relieved, turned his head and smiled to Illyrio under the city: "You bastard, I have seen through your heart, liver, spleen, lung and kidney!
I have always Everyone is saying that Aegon is a fake Crown Prince!
Hahaha, I guessed it?
It's just that you are bold and crazy enough to confuse the real with oneself's son dragon blood veins, to snatch the holy and great Iron Throne as a lowly foreign merchant.
Hey, wait for King's judgment!"
"I am willing to accept the judgment, you hurry up Let Stannis Your Majesty put my son down!"
Godry Farring's attitude changed significantly, Illyrio's intelligent instinct could easily detect something was wrong, but at this time Wyvern was struggling and screaming in the sky, and he was terrified. , terrified.
——His son is in heaven!
Tattered Prince's Wyvern, not controlled by Dragonbinder, was shot by Second Stag's red heart Knight sneak attack. The small Shadow Dragon carrying the Dragon Horn in the courtyard, and the eight in the sky without the owner Wyvern, are easily controlled by the horn.
Only the last full-grown dappled dragon with Aegon on its back is controlled by the Dragonrider, with whom Aunt Mel is using the horn for control of the Wyvern.
"Ahhh ——" Suddenly, Illyrio courage entirely to break, raised his head and mourned heartbreakingly.
“ahhhh—” Jon and the others also looked up at the sky, screaming in horror.
"Aegon -" Sansa also looked at Aegon who fell from the sky and cried in despair, regardless of her husband's identity.
Well, Aegon was bound by Wyrmrider in front of him. Illyrio's cry was separated by several hundred meters, so he definitely couldn't hear it, but the mutation in Snakewood was impossible to hide - he sat down and Wyvern lost control .
The Allied Wyrmrider just doesn't do it again: Shameless Westeros, you don't keep your word, don't you? I'll kill King Aegon right now!
He threw King Aegon off the dragon's back.
Wyvern flies in the "absolutely safe" area of more than 1,000 meters. King Aegon is not a Dragon Queen. Naturally, there is no possibility of survival.
Amid the exclamations of thousands, King Aegon smashes a puddle of blood in the North camp.
"ao wu——" Sansa's eyes turned white and she fainted.
"ao wu ——" Illyrio's legs went limp, he slumped to the ground, and cried, "Gods, I shouldn't take chances, Stannis even killed his biological brother for Iron Throne. , how can I expect him to give up the generous conditions of the Allies in order to promise!"
"Wu wu wu, my son, such a brave and upright child, you died so miserably!"
fatty stumbled to the place where the dragon fell, like a madman, crawling in the mud where the blood plasma flowed, and with both hands, he casually pulled the pulpy red meat, white bones, green sausage, and purple internal organs in front of him.
People around suspected that he was acting before, deliberately saying that King Aegon is the son of oneself, so as to save him from the allies, but now...
Everyone's faces changed, both mad at Fatty's madness and in disbelief at who King Aegon really is.
But seeing Aegon's death so tragically and fatty crying so sadly, I can't help but feel pity for what happened to the two father and son.
"This is really..." Greatjon stomped his feet in a hurry, but he couldn't understand what Oneself was in a hurry, so he became even more impatient.
Jon supported the unconscious younger sister, looked at Fatty with cold grey eyes, and growled, "Illyrio, make things clear."
"What more, everyone Dead." Illyrio's heart was ashes, and he didn't lift his head, just buried his head in digging at his son's slumped head.
"Something's wrong!" Suddenly, Fatty yelled, rolling and crawling, backing away in panic.
"This isn't Aegon, it was clearly Aegon before, what's going on?"
"Ah, this isn't Aegon..." Seeing corpses with broken heads around Everyone screamed in horror.
They couldn't see his face, but King Aegon had silver hair, everyone knew it.
But in the pile of rotten meat is a black-haired head.
Jon moved in his heart, handed Sansa to Alysanne Mormont, and walked a few steps to the corpse.
Sure enough, it wasn't Aegon, with rough skin and jet-black hair.
Then, he saw a gem radiating heat and red light in the flesh.
"This is..." Jon picked up the gem and wiped it clean.
"This is Melisandre's Magic prop, which contains her magic power!"
"It's Glamor, Aegon is fake! Brienne was also deceived by this kind of Glamor that day, Melisandre pretended to be oneself with another person, and Imp got it right." Jon realized.
Then he struggled again.
Aegon is fake.
This Aegon is also fake.
Is the real brother-in-law and fake Aegon still alive?
What should I do?
"Glamor?" Illyrio exclaimed.
"That's right, it's Glamor." A soft female voice came from behind.
But the city gate was open, and Aunt Mel, who was sexy bearing and charming temperament, walked over with the livid Second Stag.
"a thousand gold cannot shift a king's promise!" She said in a strange tone: "King Stannis is determined not to break his promise and law, but the Allies are so pressing that they will blow up ten of us just once. Five boats.
So, I designed today's game for Your Majesty, we've seen the end in the flames, but didn't expect the end to be just a new beginning..."
"Why not discuss it with us in advance?" Jon said with a complicated look.
"How can someone so smart say such stupid things?
How could the Tattered Prince come here without you besieging the city with sincerity?
Don't talk about you , even King's cronies like Ser Godry and Ser Richard don't know the inside story.
It's not a question of trust or distrust, it's just that neither of you are suitable for acting."
Aunt Mel charming The eyes were like silk, and the words were coquettish, which made people feel pink reverie about the relationship between her and Jon.
"ao!" Illyrio was stunned, raised his head and raised his trombone, his voice full of regret and despair.
"pa pa pa pa pa..." Slap left and right, fatty like crazy, repeatedly beat oneself's fat face.
Second Stag looked at him sharply, coldly said: "I thought you would deny it."
The fat spice merchant lifts the head, seeing people around him despise, hate, With resentful eyes, he gave a wry smile and said, "You think I confuse the Targaryen bloodline?"
"Isn't it? Don't say you also have a true dragon bloodline." Godry Farring said with a sneer.
"I don't, but my wife does!" Fatty sighed.
"What?"
“Who is your wife?” Second Stag asked in surprise.
"Serra Blackfyre!"
fatty slowly spit out a name that horrified all the Westeros present.
None of them knew Serra, but they all knew what "Blackfyre" stood for.
"I remember Maelys the Monstrous Blackfyre lineage died out after Stepstones died at Ser Barristan's sword." Old Crab frowned.
"Extinct male heir and my wife is Daemon Blackfyre's illegitimate daughter.
I'm a Prince in Pentos large and small, about the same as your Duke in Westeros.
If there is no last wish of the Blackfyre family, why come to this stall?" Illyrio said bitterly.
"I don't believe it, I don't believe it, you're lying, you're lying!" Sansa pretty face was pale, she was about to cry, shaking her head again and again.
——In the Legendary story of Old Nanny, only the frog turns into Prince, and the commoner guy restores his identity as King. How can Prince turn into a frog and King into hoi polloi?
"It's true, I`myourfather!" Illyrio said fondly.
"Oh, No!" Sansa rolled her eyes and fainted again.
Dany aunt gone, replaced by Illyrio father, this is worse than a Cadillac changed for a Chery!
......
"...that's what happened." Old Crab sighed, "Although I suspected that Aegon was not Rhaegar's child, but Blackfyre descendants are still too unexpected."
Once Aegon's identity was established, Old Crab relinquished his position as "Queen Sansa's Temporary Advisor" and rode his dragon back to Dragonstone.
Dany's eyes were blank, and he seemed unable to bear the blow of being deceived in his feelings. He was in a trance and looked pitiful.
"Ai, Your Majesty, look..." Old Crab wiped his neck and asked in a low voice, "Would you like to give Illyrio a punishment?"
Gerold Dayne said coldly: "Of course there will be punishment, and Varys can't be spared.
They not only deceived Your Majesty about Aegon, the so-called helping Targaryen to restore the country before is definitely not sincere.
Using Your Majesty and Prince Viserys as a shield to cover the fake Crown Prince, and plan to make True Dragon the king's precursor.
It means that they are taking Your Majesty and Prince Viserys Willing to kill.
If Queen Your Majesty is not in Slaver's Bay, but returns to Westeros to successfully recover the country, can Varys and Illyrio tolerate the 'true Crown Prince' cultivated by oneself to continue to dormant?"
The pitiful Dragon Queen turned pale, on the verge of collapse, "How could this be, how could this be..."