Chapter 244: Homecoming

Next.

He had the chance to experience the sensation of flying in this era.

Viserys sat on the dragon's back, gently exhaling a breath, one hand loosening its grip on the scales, then looked down at the ground below.

He saw the long caravan on the dirt road below and the people who looked like ants. At this moment, they were all looking up at the sky, seemingly terrified, their horses also startled.

"It seems they're seeing you for the first time, Balerion."

"You've scared them."

Viserys withdrew his gaze, then exhaled lightly and spoke.

"Heh—"

Upon hearing Viserys' words, Balerion, his wings still stirring up a wild wind, tilted his head slightly and let out a deep, hoarse dragon roar, as if responding to Viserys' words.

Then.

Whoosh~

The dragon flapped its wings, accelerating its speed and shooting straight into the sky, its massive body even reaching above the clouds.

"Keep climbing."

Viserys didn't dare to be careless, his other hand also tightly gripping the protruding scales on the dragon's back.

At this moment, he had the sky and clouds under his feet.

On the ground, the caravan that was preparing to head towards Pentos, all the people stood dumbfounded in place, watching the dragon's figure disappear above the clouds.

"Is that... a dragon?"

They had come from Qohor.

Not long ago, they had heard about the drastic changes in Pentos. The Dragon King of the Targaryens had taken over the city, the dragon had burned down the palace and killed all the Magisters.

They had even fantasized on the way about whether they could see a real dragon in Pentos.

However, they didn't expect their dream to come true. The dragon appeared before their eyes, and many sharp-eyed guards also saw that there seemed to be a person riding on the dragon's back.

"A dragon rider?"

"Could that be Viserys Targaryen?"

"This is a miracle."

After the initial shock, the caravan's guards began to exchange words of awe.

...

Meanwhile, in Pentos.

Viserys had disappeared.

This news, which should have been a big deal, didn't cause much of a stir. The various forces in the city that had just settled down didn't jump out to cause any trouble.

Because the palace that all eyes in Pentos were on, hanging the banner of the three-headed dragon, was still calm.

The guards who followed Viserys knew that His Majesty the King had flown away on the dragon. They had even chased him on horseback on the ground for a while.

However, the dragon flew above the clouds and quickly disappeared without a trace. They couldn't possibly run as fast on the ground as they could fly in the sky, so they lost him.

Then these guards returned to Pentos and reported the matter to Jon Connington.

Now Illyrio was in charge of restoring the economy of Pentos, and as the king's personal advisor, Jon didn't have much to do.

So he managed the affairs of the palace, acting as a sort of steward.

When he heard that Viserys had flown away on a dragon, his first reaction was not worry but excitement.

He believed that Viserys could do even better.

In fact, Jon hadn't known Viserys for a long time, but he had been quietly watching Viserys' development over the past few years.

Jon had seen Viserys when he was just a prince in the Red Keep. At that time, Viserys...

To be honest, Jon didn't see any good qualities in him.

However, perhaps

stimulated by the death of his father and brother, Viserys underwent a drastic change in temperament after fleeing from King's Landing.

At least in Jon's view, the current Viserys was completely different from the prince who used to lose his temper and scold the guards of the Red Keep.

With his young body, he showed courage, growing step by step, showing his strength, and eventually building such a huge foundation.

Jon sat behind his desk, glancing at the young Aegon who was sitting next to him, learning how to handle official affairs.

"Aegon, you should learn from your uncle in the future."

The silver-haired boy sat in the chair, and a look of longing appeared in his eyes when he heard Jon's words.

"Can I ride a dragon too, father?"

"This..."

Jon was slightly taken aback when he heard Aegon's words.

He was at a loss for words.

He hadn't expected Aegon to say something like this.

But every child has a dream of riding a dragon, let alone Aegon, who is Rhaegar's child, a pure Targaryen.

However, dreams are dreams, reality is reality, and honor... is honor.

On the night of the Blood, Jon found Viserys and swore allegiance to him. Jon took care of Aegon and returned him to the Targaryens, fulfilling his duty. After that, he must be loyal to Viserys.

Only...

Aegon had been raised by him for so many years, and he also called him father. Although there was no blood connection between the two, there was a father-son affection.

"Um... maybe."

Jon hesitated for a moment before giving a noncommittal answer.

Faced with the boy's expectant eyes, Jon, as a foster father, couldn't bear to refuse and disappoint the child.

But... Jon also understood the current situation of the Targaryen family.

Viserys took Rhaenys away from the Red Keep, and Queen Rhaella left him a sister. The relationship between Viserys, Rhaenys, and Daenerys was undoubtedly strong.

Even if Aegon was Rhaenys's biological brother, there was no emotional connection between the two beyond blood. Rhaenys would not choose Aegon over Viserys.

The three dragons of the Targaryen family have now been divided among the siblings and a niece. There is no place for Aegon.

Unless he pleads with his sister...

Jon pondered these things, then shook his head.

He looked up at his foster son and spoke in a low voice.

"Aegon."

"If you really want to ride a dragon, it's best to find a dragon egg yourself."

"Then try to hatch it."

...

In Pentos.

The news of Viserys's disappearance didn't cause much of a stir, because having a dragon by the King's side was the greatest guarantee.

Meanwhile, in Andalos.

The sky had gradually darkened, and the lights in the castle had been lit. The entire city had not yet fallen asleep.

The brown-haired girl, dressed in a loose nightgown, was leaning over the cold stone window, looking up at the night sky outside.

And then.

A massive shadow came from the distance, appearing in her field of vision.

Whoosh…

Its wings spread out, flapping, and under the cold moonlight, the scales reflected a metallic luster, making it particularly clear.

And there seemed to be a figure sitting on the back of this massive shadow.

Rhaenys was slightly stunned when she saw this massive shadow, but she quickly reacted.

"It's Balerion

!"

The brown-haired girl was overjoyed, and without caring that she was only wearing a nightgown, she ran down with a thump.

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