Game of Thrones: Holy Flame King

Chapter 436 Crazy

Chaotou Island, Spice Town.

This once bustling trading city has now fallen into an eerie silence.

It can be seen from the broken doors and windows that most of the shops and houses have been looted.

The wide streets are covered with dead bodies and blood, attracting a group of carrion crows to hover in the sky, landing from time to time to join this feast of death.

"House Velaryon is so vulnerable." Asha Greyjoy walked the street, chasing black birds away.

"The Velaryon family today is no longer the Lord of the Tide." Aeron Greyjoy sighed.

He stopped in front of each corpse expressionlessly, praying, doing what a priest should do.

"What the **** is Euron trying to do?" Asha expressed her doubts in her heart, "If it's just for gold, he should take the ironmen to plunder the empty but rich Reach, if it's for uniting the Lannister family Against Caesar, he shouldn't have killed the Redwynes in the first place."

"No one knows what Euron is thinking," Aeron said, "but I'm sure it must be a crazy idea."

"I don't want to go crazy with him." Asha muttered in a low voice.

The two walked through the town that was almost in ruins and walked towards the castle.

The castle of the Velaryon family was originally in Climax City, and it is said that it was a magnificent castle comparable to the Red Castle, which contained the rare treasures that Earl Corlis, the "Sea Serpent", scavenged from all over the world.

Unfortunately, such a castle was set ablaze during Dance of the Dragons.

Asha heard about the battle known as the "Battle of the Throat" from the bards. It is said that at that time, five giant dragons were flying over Chaohead Island, and the flames they spit out almost dyed the entire sky red with blood.

The castle standing in Spice Town was rebuilt later, and the Velaryan family has long lost its original glory, so this castle is small and simple.

The silver seahorse coat of arms of the Velaryon family is painted on the oak gate, but the golden sea monster banner of the Greyjoy family is flying on the top of the city.

Asha and Uncle Aeron walked into the castle hall, where a noisy banquet was being held.

The house was full of ironmen. They drank, yelled, pushed and shouted, making noise, showing off how many enemies they had killed and how much gold, silver and jewels they had robbed.

Euron Greyjoy "The Crow's Eye", King of the Iron Islands, sat on a high platform with his wife Desmera Redwyne in his arms.

Yes, this guy slaughtered Qingting Island, but still kept the eldest daughter of the earl of Qingting Island, and even made her belly bigger, as if he really planned to let her bear his heir.

At this moment, Euron was kissing his wife's throat with blue lips. Desmera's eyes showed unconcealable fear, but she didn't dare to resist the man at all.

"Asha." Euron smiled when his niece came in, "Do you want this island? I can make you the Earl of Tidehead Island."

Before Asha answered, she heard Aeron reminding softly:

"Accept no gift from Euron."

"Forget it, uncle." Asha refused resolutely, "This island has been robbed by you, why should I come?"

"This is a fiefdom and a noble title, you actually think it's useless?"

"What's the use of a fief that can't be defended and a title that no one recognizes." Asha sneered, "Uncle, you'd better tell everyone about your plan. Why did we come to Black Water Bay? Do we really want to get involved? A fight between a double-headed eagle and a lion?"

These words really resonated, and the leaders of the Ironmen in the hall said loudly:

"Yeah, why are we here? We might as well grab the River Bend."

"No matter whether Caesar or Lannister wins, they will not recognize us, so we simply don't help anyone. Wouldn't it be better to see them kill each other?"

"That's right, if you want me to say it's better to go and grab Casterly Rock City, there is a gold mine there."

…

Euron stood up from his seat, his quiet and hoarse voice overwhelmed everyone:

“Faced with an entire grove of fruit, a coward will only steal one fruit.”

He opened his arms and continued loudly:

"I promised to give you Westeros, so don't be fooled by a little interest in Arbor Island, Tidehead Island, or even the Reach. What we want is the entire Seven Kingdoms!"

"How did you win the Seven Kingdoms?" Asha questioned, "You can't conquer the Seven Kingdoms with so few ironmen."

Euron's blue lips turned up slightly, revealing an inscrutable smile:

"Oh, dear niece, you have no idea of ??the true power of sea monsters."

Asha frowned, and was about to ask again, but saw an ironborn rushing into the hall, and shouted eagerly:

"Your Majesty, we see the Stormland Fleet approaching!"

The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became extremely dignified.

After all, they were the formidable opponents who defeated the Qingting Island fleet. No matter how arrogant and crazy the Ironborn were, they would still fear the Stormland fleet.

But Euron still looked relaxed and confident. Hearing this, he laughed loudly and said:

"It's just the right time! Let's teach these stormy people a lesson and tell them what is the real overlord of the sea!"

As he spoke, he drank the wine glass in one gulp, and then smashed it to the ground.

The ironborn were encouraged, they tapped their wine glasses one after another, and at the same time stomped their feet on the ground, shouting in their mouths:

"Euron! Euron! Euron!"

This scene is like a replay of the king's election.

"Crazy, all crazy." Aeron sighed and shook his head.

But now no one pays attention to the pastor.

Led by Euron, the crowd rushed out of the hall noisily, ready to fight the Stormland Fleet to the death.

Asha stood still, waiting for all the ironborn in the hall to leave before she spoke to Aeron again:

"Uncle, I'm going to find another way for the Iron Islands."

"What kind of road?"

"The Way of Peace."

Iron seemed to understand his niece's plan, and asked after a moment of silence:

"Who are you going to ask for peace? The lion or the double-headed eagle?"

"Of course we wait for them to decide the winner." Asha said, "We will only surrender to the winner."

Airon nodded and didn't say anything more, it seemed that he acquiesced.

Asha was about to leave when she suddenly saw the girl from the Redwyne family, that is, Euron's wife, still standing on the high platform foolishly, her heart moved slightly, and she walked forward.

"Desmela, do you want to come with me?"

Desmela was stunned for a long while before asking with a dull expression: "Where are you going?"

"Get out of here. Get out of Euron."

"No!" Desmela shook her head excitedly, "I will not leave my husband!"

"Euron killed your family."

"He didn't kill me." Desmela shouted nervously, "He said he would never kill me, because I am his wife, we are one body and one soul!"

"Do you believe this kind of nonsense?"

"He didn't lie to me." Desmela stroked her slightly raised belly, "He said, this child is his gift to me."

"Euron's gifts are poisonous..."

"No! No! He said that this child will become the chosen one, and the whole world will prostrate at his feet!"

This woman has gone crazy. Asha finally realized this.

Sighed, she turned around and left the hall without any further persuasion.

Walking out of the castle, Asha saw a dark shadow appearing on the southern sea, slowly attacking Chaotou Island.

The ironborn longships docked at the pier set sail one after another, rushing towards the shadow.

Boom boom boom—

Thunderous explosions resounded across the sea, as if announcing the advent of a new era of naval warfare.

Asha watched this scene completely different from what she knew, and a certain idea in her heart became more determined.