Facing the hostile eyes of everyone, Redd felt a little uneasy.
He knew that his behavior aroused everyone's suspicion and dissatisfaction, but he did not expect that things would develop to such an extent.
If it weren't for the fear of the three giant dragons, the Night's Watch and the Northern Soldiers might have been unable to restrain themselves and rushed forward to chop him into pieces.
Redd actually knew very well that his previous behavior was indeed a bit excessive.
However, if he could turn back time and face the same choice again, he would probably still make the same decision.
After all, there is an old saying that goes, "A dead Daoist friend is not a poor Daoist." In a life-or-death moment, your own life is the most important.
What's the point of enduring some supercilious looks in order to survive?
Just when Redd had just completed his psychological construction and felt that he had a clear conscience, the wound of Daemon, who had broken his arm, had already been bandaged.
He was holding the Dark Sister-Valyrian steel sword, pointing at the Redd with an angry face, and roared:
"I want to have a duel with you under the witness of Seven!"
Redd never expected that he would hold such a grudge against Daemon when he accidentally let King Ghidorah break one of Daemon's arms.
After all, this was not what he did on purpose! Redd showed a trace of embarrassment on his face and quickly explained:
"I really didn't mean it at the time. You just broke an arm. Why are you so stingy?"
Daemon was almost blown away when he heard this.
He cursed in his mind, "It's not your hand that was broken, of course you can say sarcastic words! And you want me to be generous? This is simply unreasonable!"
Daemon's face was as gloomy as the sky before a storm, his one eye flashed with angry sparks, staring at Redd, his voice was low and full of threats:
"If you dare not accept it, your reputation as a coward will spread throughout Seven Kingdoms."
Redd could tell that Daemon was trying to provoke him into agreeing to a one-on-one duel.
Although he was not afraid of Daemon, he would not be fooled easily. He sneered, with sarcasm in his words:
"You are a cripple with only one arm. If you win, you won't be able to show off your abilities. Instead, people will say that I bullied a cripple. How embarrassing."
Daemon When Redd heard that Redd dared to call him "crippled", the anger in his heart instantly burned to the extreme. His face turned red, as if his hair was about to be ignited by anger.
He burst out a series of curse words in an instant, and the words were so ugly that the people around him couldn't help but turn their heads away, unwilling to listen any more.
However, Redd is not the kind of coward who doesn't fight back when hit or scolded.
He immediately responded with sharper words, letting Daemon see what it means to have an extremely high code content.
He took Daemon's mother as the center of the circle, eighteen generations of ancestors as the radius, and the reproductive organs as the theme, radiating 360 degrees in all directions, and manipulated the entire House Targaryen family tree.
The two people's curses echoed in the air, and everyone around them was shocked by their vulgar words.
However, Redd did not stop. He continued to attack Daemon with more vicious words, until Daemon was so angry that he could not speak and could only stare at him angrily.
Redd knew that this scolding would not solve the problem, but he could not let Daemon insult him so easily.
He wants to use words to let Daemon know that he is not someone to be bullied.
At the same time, he was also secretly vigilant in his heart. He knew that Daemon would not give up. He must be prepared to deal with Daemon's possible revenge. If that didn't work, he would kill him.
Redd's curses became louder and louder, and he seemed to have lost his mind. He pulled out the House Targaryen members he knew one by one and insulted them mercilessly.
Neither those who have passed away nor those who are still alive are spared.
His words were full of insults and aggression, as if he wanted to reduce everyone in the family to dust.
Daemon, who was scolded so hard that he had no power to reply, finally couldn't bear it anymore.
Furious, he ordered Colaccio to attack.
The moment Colakxiu spurted out Dragonfire, Daemon suddenly felt a wave of regret welling up in his heart.
Because he realized that Redd on the opposite side had obviously been on guard for a long time.
Sure enough, just when Colakxiu's Dragonfire sprayed out, Redd immediately gave the order to counterattack.
Ehm and Aegon's Dragonfire were like two ferocious fire dragons, fighting back at an astonishing speed.
At the same time, King Ghidorah's attack was as fast as lightning, aiming directly at Daemon on the dragon's back.
This time, Redd didn't hold back at all. He let the three dragons launch a full blow at the same time.
The Dragonfire sprayed out by Colakixiu was instantly pushed back by Dragonfire from Ehm and Aegon. The powerful force caused Colakixiu's front half to be completely enveloped by Dragonfire.
Dragonfire's high temperature burned its body, forcing it to retreat sideways to avoid it.
When Daemon saw the golden thunder light, he almost reacted subconsciously.
He quickly turned over and rolled down from the saddle on the dragon's back, barely dodging the fatal lightning.
However, even though he successfully avoided his own attack, the fear caused by the lightning still left him with lingering fear.
He was lying on the dragon's wings, breathing heavily, as if he had just experienced a life and death test.
He was completely unaware that today's Redd has undergone earth-shaking changes compared to when he first arrived at Westeros, and his mentality has also undergone a huge change.
After all, Redd's primary goal of coming to this continent has been achieved, and the existing dragon combat power has formed an absolute advantage for House Targaryen, enough to completely crush it.
In this case, Redd naturally no longer cares about House Targaryen's attitude towards him.
Not only that, he even had the idea of breaking up with House Targaryen directly. Naturally, he could no longer tolerate Daemon being so arrogant and domineering and getting in trouble with others.
The moment Redd gave the order, two giant dragons were seen swooping forward like arrows from a string. Aegon opened its big mouth and bit Colakxiu's neck, while Ehm showed no sign of weakness and bit its right wing.
In an instant, only a shrill scream was heard. Corakxiu struggled desperately under the severe pain, but in the end he was unable to break free from the dragon's shackles. In the end, he was pinned to the ground, and the smoke covered the sky.
It was too late, but it was so fast. Seeing that the situation was not good, Daemon hurriedly got up and ran. If his speed hadn't been a little faster,
I am afraid that he will be directly crushed into a meat pie by Colakxiu who collapsed suddenly, and it will still be in the miserable state of being paralyzed on the ground and unable to dig it out.
This thrilling scene made everyone present stunned, and Rhaenys was even more anxious.