The affairs in King's Landing have been settled. The grain merchants and rioters who lost their minds have been beheaded.
The remaining grain merchants are all honest and uphold the King's policies, no longer hoarding goods and willing to voluntarily offer a portion of their surplus grain to the King. Given their excellent performance, Rhaegar, with a wave of his hand, also gave them some compensation so that these grain merchants would not go completely bankrupt. Without merchants in the market, there would be a lack of vitality, but merchants must also be mindful of their excessive behavior; their nature is that of adventurers. All grain merchants now hold Rhaegar in awe and are completely convinced.
"The Long Winter has arrived, and the wights are marching towards the Wall, intending to destroy human civilization!" King Jaehaerys then immediately announced his decree, not only reiterating King's Landing's grain control but also calling upon all the lords across the land to economize and prepare for the harsh Long Winter. At the same time, terrifying wights have appeared in the severe North, and preparations must be made! From now on, the god of cold and the Long Winter require all of Westeros to face them together! Envoys from the various lords also streamed into King's Landing; the lords were in a state of panic but were willing to contribute their strength to this Long Winter!
"While the situation is temporarily stable, it's time to visit the frozen lands north of Braavos, the Smoking Sea ruins of Valyria!" Rhaegar thought. In King's Landing, politically there's the King, Mond, Tywin; militarily there's Cesar, Jeff; for intelligence, there's the Rat Catcher Roken; economically, the grain merchants are now honestly following the grain control policy. Even the Alchemist's Guild insisted on seizing the opportunity to visit Rhaegar; wildfire production had greatly increased, and they needed an investor. With no worries in the rear, it was a good opportunity for an adventure. Once the Night King awakens, it will be a battle to decide humanity's fate, and killing Others in the white mist is not easy! Rhaegar needed to explore Essos to see if there were other treasures... Rhaegar passed through Pentos, then flew north towards the Shivering Sea. Rhaegar did not go to Braavos; now was not the time for Braavos. Rhaegar merely felt that the Faceless Men might also have some shady dealings with the god of cold, for example, the dead faces used by the Faceless Men could inherit a part of the deceased's emotions and memories. And wights also seemed to have this possibility. Moreover, if dead faces were to be preserved well, ice would be the best camouflage. And Braavos, coincidentally, is almost the northernmost of the Free Cities. Given all this, it would be impossible not to be suspicious.
Rhaegar soon reached his destination, the Shivering Sea, located north of the eastern continent of Essos and east of the North of Westeros. The Narrow Sea flows into it. Ibben Island is located within the Shivering Sea. According to unconfirmed sources, many whales inhabit that area. North of the Shivering Sea is the frozen wasteland sailors call the White Waste, and to the east are unknown territories and seas. The Shivering Sea also has various terrifying legends; it is said that Ice Dragons, man-eating mermaids, and terrifying wights similar to Others survive there.
"This time, will I meet an Ice Dragon here?" What fascinated Rhaegar most was also the Ice Dragon; according to legend, Ice Dragons are truly like Others. They are living ice, with pale blue crystal eyes, and when their wide, transparent wings sweep across the sky, they breathe out starlight. The Ice Dragon's breath is cold air that freezes people into ice blocks. Legend has it that after an Ice Dragon dies, it immediately melts. White body, blue eyes, melts after death—a one-dimensional species, this is.
The dragon group flew over the Shivering Sea, the ocean vast and boundless, and the cold here had become extremely biting. The dragons' scales shimmered from their long flight. Braavos's location roughly overlaps with the area north of the Vale, not quite as far north. Rhaegar needed to go even further north, at least to an area that overlaps with Beyond the Wall.
"Vast oceans, rich in species," Rhaegar thought. Braavos has three major industries: fishing, shipbuilding, and finance. The ocean provides Braavos with excellent fishing grounds.
The dragon group continued to fly north, and ships became scarcer. No explorer dared to venture this far; the ice, ocean, and snow were simply too harsh. Although the Shivering Sea was desolate, its fishing resources were abundant, and the dragon group caught large fish in the sea, so they didn't starve. The dragon group began hunting whales, which was barely enough to get through the winter.
Rhaegar had a rough idea of his current location: it was probably a direct extension of the Wall Beyond the Wall, experiencing the same cold. North of the Shivering Sea, Rhaegar discovered an endless world of ice, howling winds, frozen oceans, and massive icebergs capable of crushing ships, against which even the sturdiest vessels were no match. Sailors said that the ceaseless blizzards were the most terrifying thing here, making the icebergs wail like ghosts at night. Some also said that if you kept going north, you would reach the Summer Sea, where the known world is blue and round, but no one could confirm it. Cold is the god of cold's cloak; apart from the North Beyond the Wall, the god of cold's magic should also flow in the Shivering Sea and the regions north of it. The Ice Dragon, perhaps, is also an incarnation of the god of cold.
The dragon group and Rhaegar temporarily stopped on a massive iceberg. The Silver Emperor looked around, and Balerion and Balerion were also very cautious. Snow began to fall on the sea. The falling white snowflakes, as large as palms, completely evaporated before even touching Rhaegar. Here, he could fully display his magic.
"Companions! Do you also feel that chill?" Rhaegar noticed the dragon group's unease; in the biting cold, he also felt a chilling sensation of the dead, a feeling very consistent with the Others Beyond the Wall in the North.
Snowflakes began to fall, and before them lay an uninhabited land, with only an ocean of ice remaining. The blizzard was terrifying, the icebergs began to sway, and the cold wind was as sharp as a blade, capable of overturning houses and ships. The dragon group also began to roar; the blizzard came too quickly and fiercely, making the dragons feel somewhat uneasy. Dragons are burning fire, but now confined to ice and snow, it was very frightening.
"There are traces of magic in these snowflakes!" Rhaegar noticed the unusual nature of the blizzard. Rhaegar spread his palm, and a brilliant blue flame began to burn fiercely from his hand. A thin layer of brilliant blue flame enveloped Rhaegar and the dragon group. They began to flee this blizzard, heading south. The snowflakes evaporated before they even landed on the dragon group.
"Blue mist too?" Beneath the blizzard, a faint blue mist also appeared drifting over the sea, rushing towards Rhaegar's location like a shadow, exceptionally cold. These mists were very similar to the white mist that appeared when the Others emerged Beyond the Wall. Wherever the mist went, the sea quickly froze into ice. Some sailors' legends were true. In man-eating harbors, if ships dared to enter, the seawater would freeze, trapping them forever.
A large expanse of blue mist began to spread, exceptionally cold, filled with the aura of death. Any ship would instantly freeze. Rhaegar saw shadowy objects in the blue mist, some human, some animal.
"Is it really an Ice Dragon?" Rhaegar saw the object in the blizzard, at the very top of the blue mist—it was a colossal creature sweeping over the sea. Although indistinct, its form was very similar to a massive dragon.
"Dracarys!" The dragon group angrily spat out several Dracarys projectiles towards the blue mist behind them, then flew south. Bright flames burst open: golden and silver flames, purple and copper-colored flames, and black and red flames. The flames exploded, turning into a rain of fire, blowing away a portion of the mist behind them. In the blue mist, Rhaegar also saw pale mermaids with eyes as blue as ice, only their tails were black-scaled. And there were large dead whales with azure eyes.
The drifting blue mist pursued relentlessly, turning everything in its path into ice. After the dragon group launched several Dracarys projectiles, the dragons' horn-crowns, spines, and scales all radiated heat, like bright jade.
The brilliant blue flame in Rhaegar's hand also ignited, a brilliant blue flame like a ray. As the brilliant blue mist was about to catch up, it shot into the blue. Within the mist, the image of melting ice and snow appeared, and a pale mermaid completely dissolved.
"A super Dracarys!" Rhaegar directed the dragon group to aim at the Ice Dragon's form in the blue mist. Three dragons simultaneously spewed fireballs, and the three fireballs collided, unleashing the greatest impact. The roaring Dracarys ignited a part of the mist, and Rhaegar saw figures in the blue mist: pale sailors, their bodies tattered, their eyes azure. There were also pale, ice-bound mermaids; these were all Others. The Dracarys was blocked before it even reached these Others. Rhaegar had originally thought he could hinder the Others' actions, as the Dracarys's melting was not so rapid.
"Damn it!" Rhaegar saw a part of the Ice Dragon. Rhaegar saw the Ice Dragon's head, which was a gigantic profound ice dragon, at least two hundred meters long. Compared to the profound ice dragon, Rhaegar's dragon group were indeed small dragons. The Ice Dragon's head was as massive as a building, likely larger than the largest dragon the House Targaryen ever possessed. The entire Ice Dragon was condensed profound ice, its azure eyes fixed on Rhaegar. The Ice Dragon opened its massive mouth, and a brilliant blue flame rushed out. Once the Ice Dragon's flame came, all of Rhaegar's dragon group's flames were blocked. Dracarys and ice flame clashed, and this impact blocked the spread of the blue mist. The Ice Dragon's form was too immense; its breath was too terrifying.
"Damn Braavos, it'll be ruined by these Others sooner or later!" Rhaegar took out his double-curved dragonbone longbow from his bronze ring. Obsidian arrows flew in the wind, and his long arrows shot like fire towards the pursuing Ice Dragon in the north! The arrows also carried brilliant blue flames, aimed at the Ice Dragon's eyes.
But the Ice Dragon did not stop; it began to chase Rhaegar and the dragon group. Before Rhaegar's arrows reached the Ice Dragon, the massive amount of ice flame spewed by the Ice Dragon still stopped the arrows. This was the most terrifying King of the Others, Rhaegar thought. The Ice Dragon's Dracarys was indeed somewhat terrifying.
The Ice Dragon's breath then rushed forward like a tsunami, a massive amount of ice flame pouring out like a river. Wherever the ice flame passed, everything was annihilated into ice, becoming a world of ice.
"Fire!" Rhaegar turned back, flames engulfing his entire body. Every part of him was ignited with brilliant blue flames, like a man of fire, flames from his hair to his eyes, his fingers. Rhaegar's whole body shone brilliantly; he wielded fire. Brilliant blue flames condensed into a shield in his hand, condensed into a sharp sword, condensed into a crown, flying towards the ice flame, confronting the Ice Dragon's breath. Those ancient runes began to revive; walls, nets, shields—these could all stop the invasion of magic.
The two streams of fire collided, ice and fire clashing, harming each other. The cold light within the blue ice flame still made Rhaegar feel the terrifying arrival of ice! It was a complete power suppression, something ordinary Others could absolutely not compare to.
"Dracarys!" Rhaegar roared, and the dragon group also turned back: the silver dragon, the purple dragon, the black dragon. The dragons opened their mouths, striking back. Various bright Dracarys projectiles exploded in the sky, like a new sun. Fire and ice flame combined, creating a huge shockwave. The seawater also began to evaporate, rushing into the sky. Icebergs were shattering, the sea roared. Using this shockwave, Rhaegar and the dragon group still surpassed the speed of the mist, only hearing the Ice Dragon's desperate, cold roar.
Looking south, the mist began to dissipate, unable to keep up. It seemed the Ice Dragon still had its own sphere of influence, as they were getting closer to Braavos.
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