Under the star-studded sky, dark blue water laps the shore, and the waves splash like snow.
The sailors thought together and suddenly felt that the earth was vast.
One by one, they knelt on the ground, staring at the mountains of gold and silver with greedy eyes like hungry wolves.
But among the crowd, there were four or five people standing upright, looking calm and composed.
Barren·Greyjoy smiled and said, "We have already sworn allegiance to Iron Throne, prince."
"We have been your subjects for a long time."
Therefore, there is no need to kneel down and pledge allegiance a second time.
Ser Harrold whispered in his ear, "Prince, have you noticed the clan emblem on their clothes?"
On the black background, there is a golden the Kraken.
Iron Islands King, the logo of House Greyjoy.
Baelon nodded, "I heard that the current leader of House Greyjoy, Baron, has four brothers."
Judging from his age, this man should be Baron Greyjoy's second brother.
Baelon was not used to it at all, "So there are still believers who are willing to meet Drowned God today?"
If you want to die, resist bravely, die by Dragonfire, devote yourself to Drowned God, which one of so many opportunities is not good?
Since you don't want to die, you must maintain a correct posture. According to Ironborn's rules, they are his prisoners, kill them or take them as slaves.
You can't shout Ironborn Old Way when you are plundering, but when you are being robbed, you must follow the noble ransom rules of Greenlands.
He smiled slightly, raised his hand and pointed, "Tie them up and throw them into the sea."
The sailors looked at each other.
Many people bared their white teeth in excitement and rushed to the former captain with cheers.
Betrayal? They are Ironborn hahahaha!
Barren·Greyjoy said quickly, "Wait a minute, we are from House Greyjoy!"
Dalton·Greyjoy couldn't bear to wait for death like a sheep. He no longer wanted to be captured without mercy. He clenched his fists and roared at Baelon, "This is an insult to Ironborn!"
"If you want to become Ironborn's queen, then have a one-on-one duel with me under the witness of Drowned God!"
Baelon didn't hold back, "Pfft--"
What does this little brat mean that he lets the dragon go without riding it?
Fight him one on one with a sword?!
"I've never heard of Ironborn having this custom." Baelon folded his arms and tapped his arms with his fingertips.
As soon as he finished speaking, the sailors burst into laughter and mocked the former captain.
The mentality changed so quickly that Baelon almost lost his nerve.
If you can betray him without hesitation today, you will certainly be able to betray him without hesitation tomorrow.
This is Ironborn bred by the sea.
The fickle Ironborn.
Barren·Greyjoy strangled his nephew tightly, and he lowered his head, "We are your trophies, prince."
Baelon sneered, "Then tie up my trophies."
The sailors rushed forward, tied up several people tightly, and carried them to Baelon.
Everyone stared at Baelon with sharp eyes and urged, "Captain!"
They shouted, "The captain of the Sunset Sea is never stingy!"
"No one can have the same share as you, but our share must not be less!"
Baelon raised his eyebrows, but was still in no hurry to distribute the loot.
He pointed to the black ship docked on the shore and ordered, "Go to the ship and bring my war gift to me."
The sailors immediately started muttering.
They reluctantly boarded the ship and began to empty the captain's cabin.
"We agreed to kneel down and share our wealth..."
"You're not going to regret it, are you?"
"The royal family of Greenlands is not Ironborn."
Boxes after boxes of jewelry, boxes full of swords, boxes full of gems, and fine wines only for the captain's enjoyment were quickly piled up in front of Baelon.
Baelon Open the lid of the box, and the golden light suddenly appears under the firelight, which is dazzling.
Seven boxes of Gold Dragon, the overflowing Gold Dragon from the box mouth made the sand flow with gold, eleven boxes of Silver Stag, stacked into a dazzling silver mountain, several jewelry boxes, red, blue and green gemstones are shining brightly.
There are also aged wines exclusive to the captain, exquisitely carved gold and silverware, and bright white weapons, all displayed in front.
The fire is shining with gold, and the eyes are full of luxury.
This is a wealth that many nobles cannot accumulate in a lifetime.
Ironborn's pupils were red, staring intently at the brilliant Jinshan and Zhuhai.
Barren·Greyjoy's face is ugly, the accumulation of plunder in the first half of his life!
"Tonight, I harvested a ship with 117 crew members." Baelon opened the bag and grabbed a handful of blue gems.
He looked at the firelight for a moment and exclaimed, "It's really as blue as Ironborn Bay's sea water."
Ironborn people's eyes are glued to the boxes of wealth, and their eyes are red with envy.
But that is a battle ceremony that belongs to the captain.
So many sailors stared at the jewelry with burn marks, that was their part!
The captain promised it himself!
They whispered, and many resentful glances passed between the dragon and Baelon.
Why haven't you given it to them yet?
Barren·Greyjoy sneered and showed off his wealth to the crew?!
This is not wise.
Baelon Scanning the different expressions of everyone, he suddenly laughed loudly.
He raised his hand and threw it.
Ruby, sapphire, Gold Dragon Silver Stag spilled out from his hand, as easily as a bronze star.
"Tonight, except for Valyrian steel sword, all my war gifts and my share will be given to you!"
The stream of light representing wealth fell into the sand and scattered around the bonfire, like stars falling.
Seen from the sky, it looks like stars surrounding the bright moon, shining brightly and shining everywhere.
Baelon shouted, "Come on, show the courage of Ironborn and use your hands to win glory for yourself!"
"Only one thing, don't use weapons."
There was sudden silence on the beach.
The next second.
With a bang, the Ironborns suddenly boiled, and they rushed up like a violent tide.
The captain has given up the battle ceremony?!
Let them rely on their own courage to fight for it?!
Ironborn's blood suddenly became scalding hot at this moment.
Allow the strong to seize and spread endless generosity!
This is the Seaboss that Ironborn dreams of.
Ironborns were completely crazy, they cheered and roared.
Like a sudden mudslide in a mountain stream in summer, it surges and roars towards the bright lights everywhere.
There is no Greenlands law, no dignity on board Ironborn!
Everything was forgotten.
Only fight and seize!
Ironborn people collided with each other and grabbed madly. Some people laughed crazily while holding bags full of gems, and some stuffed their clothes with gold and gems.
Some people spilled wine all over their bodies, and some people wore jewelry all over their bodies.
Tonight, Ironborn on the beach is having a wild and wild carnival.
The bearded man beat up others, raised a gold cup filled with precious stones, and laughed loudly.
He shouted at the top of his lungs, "Baelon!"
"Baelon!"
"Captain Dragon!"
"Dragon Sea Lord!"
"Take us Sunset Sea!"
There were wild cheers on the beach.
This is the life of Ironborn!
Instead of following House Greyjoy, taking advantage of the night to stealthily plunder and flee in a panic!
Baelon slowly retreated under Vermithor's head, and a shadow enveloped his expression.
Barren·Greyjoy looked livid, and he reminded, "Seaboss is a title that only belongs to the master of Iron Islands."
"Prince, this is given by Aegon to House Greyjoy."
Aegon allows Ironborn to choose their own ruler!