Ice and Fire: Reign of the Dragon.

Chapter 209 Silver Wings Return Home
Silver Wing roared and spread its wings that covered the sky. This silver beast that had always followed the tyrant beast Womisoor once again displayed its majestic posture as it burned the Flower Valley and made the pirates of the Stone Steps Islands wail in the dragon flames.

The roar of Womisol that makes the whole mountain tremble, the melodious cry of Star Song like a ballad, the terrifying cry of Shadow Nightmare that is enough to scare a child to tears, the low hum of Sarafathers, the low but long roar of Skyfire, the varying lengths of the sounds of Dawn and Dawn, the roar of Sendroth who is not willing to be outdone, and the distant and ethereal voice of Hovendus like a whale song.

The dragons used their roars to compose poetry for Silver Wing.

The people on the top of the tower watched silently as the giant dragon danced on the top of the tower. Valenna and Daniela had already put on the black veils that had been prepared long ago, but they did not cry. There was only longing and a hint of fanaticism in the eyes of the two girls. However, there were still differences between the two girls. There was more longing in Daniela's eyes, and more fanaticism in Valenna's.

Valar's life was almost coming to an end. He drank enough strong liquor to trigger his disease at today's dinner, as well as a lot of sweets and meat. In fact, he was completely unable to move by the end of the dinner. If it weren't for Longzel's blood magic, he might even have collapsed on the spot at the dinner.

But he still insisted on following the people to the top of the tower and rode on his silver wings.

On the top of the Flame Tower nearby, the Targaryen family members were also watching the scene. King Aegon was a little sad. He quietly watched the dragons surrounding Silver Wing as he slowly flew up into the sky without saying a word.

Aemon stood there solemnly, his eyes full of reverence and yearning. Darren stood side by side with Jenny and said with some envy: "Jenny, when I am old and tired of living, I will also ride my dragon to fly like this."

The young Prince Daeron's eyes were full of envy: "Whether it is falling from the dragon's back or letting my body die with the dragon, for those of us who carry the blood of the dragon, isn't it the greatest luck?" He touched Jenny, whose tears were slowly falling, with his arm. "Are you right, Jenny?"

Jenny glanced at Darren. Although she didn't want to tame dragons and had no interest in taming a dragon of her own, she was still a descendant of the Dragon King's family in her heart, and her love for the sky was still deeply rooted in her heart.

However, I really don't know what Darren is thinking when he says this at this time. Jenny just nodded and ignored him.

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Valar was already very weak. His body size no longer allowed him to lie on the dragon saddle like he did when he was young, controlling the dragon to do many movements that Rey envied. Even bending down to grab the gauntlet was very strenuous, but he still maintained his balance with his many years of experience in dragon riding.

Silver Wing felt worried. It was connected with Valar in mind and naturally knew its partner's physical condition.

"It's okay, it's okay." Valar bent down with difficulty and patted Silver Wing's scales. "Old friend, let's try again."

Silver Wing showed signs of resistance. It knew what Valar wanted to do, but Valar's life fire was about to go out, and his bloodline could no longer keep him intact in Silver Wing's dragon flame.

"Old friend, Silver Wing." Valar said softly, "Don't make me suffer too much. I am already very satisfied to be able to fly with you one last time. Let me go to see my ancestors and my dead father comfortably."

Valar suddenly laughed. He recalled his elusive father. To be honest, he had a weak relationship with his parents. In his childhood and adolescence, the person who played the role of his father was actually Longzel, who was the same age as him. Even when his life was about to come to an end, he could not even remember what his father looked like.

"Let me see what you look like, father." Valar closed his eyes, and his fat body suddenly leaned forward, and he fell on the dragon saddle.

"Climb."

Silver Wing spread its wings and flew suddenly into the air.

"Dracarys"

Silver Wing hesitated for a moment and did not spit out dragon flame.

The dragons also hovered below it, staring at the silver wings flying higher and higher.

The people of the Varese family couldn't help but lower their heads at this moment.

"Children, look up." Longzel's voice rang in the ears of every Varese.

"Father." Dan hugged Regen and finally raised his head. Serena still had tears in her eyes and held Orion's hand tightly. Jacaerys stood with Ringol, standing behind Valena and Danyla. Jacaerys' wife Lady Helena stood beside Valena, comforting her good sister softly. Rey and Rhaena stood together and looked up at the sky.

"This is the honor of the dragon knight." Longzel said softly, but Ringol could tell that his father's voice was not as steady as usual, and he could even hear the tremor with his naked ears. "To die in the sky, to die on the back of a dragon, is the honor of the descendants of the Dragon King."

"Dracarys" Valar uttered the High Valyrian password again. Silver Wing could feel his partner's pain and also feel that the fire of life in his partner's body had been extinguished.

It finally opened its mouth, and blazing dragon flames shot up into the sky, exploding violently in the air. Like a giant flower blooming in the sky, or a giant mushroom covered with flames, Silver Wings roared through the dragon flames that were powerful enough to melt rocks.

When Valar was young, the blood of the Dragon King family and the protection brought by being connected to the dragon allowed him to ignore the burning of dragon flames for a short period of time. But now the fire of Valar's life has been extinguished.

He had no way to resist the burning.

The flames ignited his flesh and blood that had swelled up due to overeating, ignited the fat beneath the flesh and blood, and ignited everything about him. In just a moment, the dragon knight who once brought destruction to the enemy turned into a candle on the dragon's back.

It burned up in the blink of an eye.

Longzel stretched out his hand and aimed at the giant dragon in the sky.

Indistinctly, no one noticed that Valar, who was burned to ashes in the flames, did not leave any ashes, but slowly landed among the mountains of the Red Mountains with the falling rain of fire.

At this time in the underground cave, Melisandre took a look at the lava that suddenly lit up and frowned, but ultimately failed to figure out what was happening, so she continued to study her murals.

The dragons mourned in unison, and then fell silent. Wormithor slowly landed on the edge of the wide tower of the Dragon Cave Tower, watching Silver Wing, who was also slowly descending, with the dragon saddle on his back now empty.

At that moment, the entire Dragon Nest City could hear Silver Wing's painful wails.

Longzel walked behind Valena and whispered, "Go." He pointed at Silver Wing. "That's the companion Valar left for you. Go."

Valenna was prepared for this. She took off her black veil. Under the veil, she was wearing a neat black riding uniform that represented mourning. Before attending the dinner, Valar had already told her what would happen after his death.

Yin Yi lowered his head and looked at the girl who was walking towards him without hesitation.

Silver Wing said nothing.

The girl didn't say anything either.

Valenna seemed unable to see the huge head with silver wings drooping, the knife-like teeth in the slightly open dragon's mouth, and the faint red light.

She just walked towards Silver Wing's body. Silver Wing looked at the girl and closed his mouth. The red light faded, and the dragon lowered its head slightly.

Valenna walked to the ladder without stopping, pushed hard, and climbed up in a few steps. She looked at the clean dragon saddle, and for a moment, she felt that all this was like a dream.

But she knew this was not a dream.

The dragon saddle made of special material can withstand the long-term burning of dragon flame. Even the dragon flame of Wormisol cannot melt the dragon saddle.

Touching the still hot saddle, the girl sat on it without hesitation, holding the handguard tightly.

Until this time, Silver Wing had not struggled.

Valena closed her eyes.

"Silver Wing, take off!"

(End of this chapter)