Chapter 318 New King

Iron Islands.

The halls of the Gray King are once again filled with ironmen.

"King Balon is dead! He gave his life to restore the glory of the ancient road! He is Balon the brave, he is Balon blessed by God! But now he is dead!" cried Aeron Greyjoy . The waves are roaring and responding.

"King Balon is dead!" the Ironborn shouted in unison, their voices full of anger.

"The dead never die, they will rise again, stronger!" Aeron shouted, "We will never give in, we will never give up, we need a new king to sit on the seastone seat and continue the cause of Balon! "

"A new king will rise again!" The ironborn responded.

"He will definitely!" Aeron's voice was like rumbling sea waves, "but who is he? Who can take over Balon's seat? Who can rule this sacred island? Who will rule the Ironborn!"

The priest of the Drowned God raised his hands high, looking crazy.

But the Hall of the Gray Sea King fell into silence.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, trying to test other people's plans.

Balon Greyjoy is dead. According to the line of succession, his only son Theon should inherit the throne, but this person is still in the north, and his life and death are unknown.

Balon has a daughter, Asha, too, but the Ironborn would probably not accept a woman's rule.

Besides, Balon has three younger brothers, in order of age, they are Euron the Crow's Eye, Victarion the Iron Captain, and Aeron the Damphair.

It seems that Euron's line of succession is at the top, but he was expelled by King Balon, and his reputation in the Iron Islands is not as good as his younger brother Victarion, who is the commander of the Iron Fleet.

Aeron didn't like Euron either, so when everyone was silent, he fixed his eyes on Victarion and appealed again:

"Who will be our king?"

Victarion met his younger brother's eyes, nodded, and then stepped up the steps.

"You all know me." Victarion raised his steel-clad iron fist to everyone, "I have no sweet words, only battle axes and iron fists! I have led the longships of the Iron Fleet in countless battles, and led you to win Countless victories! Here, there is only one thing I want to say

What my elder brother Balon can give you, I can give too!

And there will be more! "

"Victarion! King Victarion!" The subordinates shouted loudly from the audience, and opened several boxes at the same time, scattering countless plundered gold, silver and jewels.

Captains and leaders swarmed up, scrambling for treasure, shouting Victarion's name.

The corners of Aeron's mouth curled up slightly, but he immediately glanced nervously in Euron's direction, wondering if he should make a move?

But it was not Euron who stopped the shouting, but Asha, daughter of King Balon.

"Uncle!" She bent down to pick up a gold headband, and jumped up the steps.

The cheers of the audience gradually stopped, and everyone wanted to hear what King Balon's daughter wanted to say.

"My uncle is the most heroic man in the Iron Islands, but he is not the most qualified to inherit the seat of Seastone." Asha put the gold headband on her head confidently, "Balon's brother will arrange Behind Balon's daughter."

"That is the inheritance law of the Green Land." Victarion looked at his niece and said, "A woman has never sat on the Seastone Seat."

"That was in the past." Asha turned her head to face the crowd and said loudly, "Ah Uncle said he can give you more than my father. Very good, but what is it? Is it wealth? Glory? Or freedom? ?

No, it's not.

Please think about it carefully, don't forget how we were chased and killed by land knights in armor in the river bend, don't forget the groups of widows, and countless longships sunk in the Mander River.

My father brought you failures, and this uncle of mine will bring you more failures!

And I am different, I will not go this way. "

"Then what will you bring us?" asked one of the chiefs.

"Peace!" Asha said, "It's time for the Ironborn to make a change. We can't fight against the Iron Knights of the Green Land. Of course, I will never forget my father's hatred, but there are many ways to revenge. The Ironborn is not Knowing only looting, we can also have allies.

The Lannister family shares a common enemy with us, so we can unite with the Iron Throne to avenge and win peace and victory! "

"Victory!" Someone echoed loudly.

"Asha! Asha! Asha!" More and more ironborn began to respond.

But more Ironmen are against:

"No cowards! No women!"

"Victarion! Victarion is the king of the ironborn!"

The crowd began to push each other, someone picked up a rock and threw it at Asha, she hurriedly dodged, and the golden headband fell off.

The confusion became more and more serious, but at this moment, a loud horn sounded suddenly.

The sound of horns as deadly as a blade.

woo woo woo woo

All eyes turned to the direction where the horn sounded.

It was one of Euron the Crow's Eye's crew blowing the horn.

Red-gold lines covered the surface of the horn, and countless inscriptions carved in the ancient Valyrian language began to turn red and white, until they burst into flames.

The terrible voice resounded through the Gray Sea King Hall, full of pain and anger, almost scorching people's ears.

The ironborn covered their ears tightly and cursed loudly, but their voices were drowned by the sound of the horn.

Just as they were suffering, the trumpeter suddenly lost his breath. A puff of thin smoke rose from his mouth, then he swayed and fell down, his mouth was full of blood and scorched blisters.

Euron the Crow's Eye walked slowly up the hill.

All eyes were on him.

"Ironborn." Euron looked at the crowd with that smiling eye, "You have all heard my horn, now please listen to my speech.

I am Balon's eldest brother, the blood of the golden sea monster flows in my veins, and among the living sea monsters, I am the only one who has not tasted the taste of failure, only I have never bent my knees, and only I have been to the land of shadows Asshai, who has witnessed unimaginable wonders and horrors..."

"If you like shadows so much, go back!" Someone shouted below.

Euron ignored him and continued:

"Crow's Eye, this is the nickname you gave me. The talent of crows is to seek death, and I am seeing the whole of Westeros marching towards death! Those who follow me will die when it comes to an end. Feast to your heart's content!

My brother will complete the ancient road of Balon, my niece will bring you peace, and I will bring you all of Westeros!

We are born ironborn, ancient overlords, our decree once passed wherever the sound of the waves went! From Lannisport to Storm's End, from Winterfell to Sunspear, from the Moon Mountains to the Shield Isles, I promise, we'll get all of Westeros! "

"Crow's Eye!" Asha was not deceived by the other party's rhetoric, "Have you lost your sanity in Asshai? If we can't even hold Highgarden, why should we conquer the Seven Kingdoms?"

"Why not?" Euron chuckled, "Haven't you heard the story of Aegon the Conqueror? His army on Dragonstone might not have been as large as ours."

"But he has three dragons."

"Yes. And I shall have three dragons, too," Euron said confidently. "I found the horn you heard just now from the ruins of Valyria, and no living man would dare set foot on that land except me. A land cursed by the gods.

You have experienced its sound and felt its power. It was the Dragon's Horn, with ancient talismans inscribed in streaks forged of fiery gold and Valyrian steel, the same horn that dragonlords once blew to drive dragons until the Doom.

Through it, I also make the dragon obey my call. "

Euron's eyes slowly swept across the faces of the people, seeing their expressions in his eyes, and then he showed a proud smile:

"And this is undoubtedly worthy of a driftwood crown."

After a brief silence, the Gray Sea King Hall was filled with cheers:

"Euron! Euron! Euron!"

Victarion pursed his lips, turned and strode away.

He knew that he had no chance.

The throne is destined for the Crow's Eye.

Leaving the hall, the noise was gradually replaced by the sound of the waves.

Victarion was full of melancholy and anger, yes, anger.

Back then, it was his elder brother Euron who had usurped his wife and forced him to kill her.

He also wanted to kill Euron, but kinslayer would be cursed by the gods, so Balon stopped Victarion and drove Euron out.

Now, Euron is back and king of the Iron Islands.

Victarion could not accept this reality.

"Dear brother." Euron's voice sounded behind him.

Victarion clenched his fists, without turning his head, he said:

"Are you here to show off to me?"

"It's just a wooden crown, nothing to show off." Euron said in a frivolous tone.

But this made Victarion even angrier: "If you don't want it, give it back to me!"

"I'll give it to you, don't worry." Euron said with a smile, "When I sit on the Iron Throne, the Seastone Seastone will of course be yours."

Victarion turned his head and looked at his brother suspiciously:

"You really consider yourself a conqueror? Where is your dragon?"

"There will be," Euron promised, "and besides the dragon, I need a queen. So, dear brother, will you go to Slaver's Bay and bring back my queen?"

Victarion's fist clenched tighter:

"You took my wife, but you want me to help you find a queen?"

"You were the one who killed her." Euron shrugged, looking indifferent.

"When you entered her body, you killed her! I just smashed her body!"

"Okay, isn't it just a woman?" Euron patted his younger brother on the shoulder, "I'll give you another one, which is more beautiful than the previous one. But this queen, you must help me bring it back."

"Who is she?" Victarion suddenly asked curiously.

"She is the last of the true dragon's blood, and they say she is the most beautiful woman in the world. Silver-gold hair, eyes like amethyst. My good brother, go to Slaver's Bay and see her beauty with your own eyes, and bring her back Give me."

"Why should I go?"

"For duty, for your king's order." Euron said with a chuckle, "and for the seat of Seastone. My promise just now is serious. When I sit on the Iron Throne, I will canonize you as King of the Iron Islands." .

"Okay! I'll go!" Victarion let go of his hand, his palm was covered with blood, "I will bring this dragon girl back."

But not to be your queen. Victarion swore to himself.

You took my wife, I will take yours too!

The most beautiful woman in the world, to myself!

(end of this chapter)