"Your Highness!" Hugh suddenly called out in a deep voice.
"I swore before the seven gods that my body, my soul, my sword, and everything I have belong to you!
I was worried about losing the privilege of riding a Dragon, and I let you down, and I let down my oath!
But please believe me, Your Highness, I have never had any thought of betraying you.
Even if you take away my right to ride a Dragon, my sword will still fight for you until death!"
Aegon smiled, the killing intent in his heart dissipated, and he said with a laugh:
"I believe you, you are my most loyal vassal.
If I don't even believe you, who else can I believe?"
The two looked at each other, then smiled knowingly.
"Your Highness, what should we do next? Should I continue with my previous task?" Hugh asked.
"Continue what?" Aegon couldn't help but roll his eyes, "You really gave me a huge surprise."
He sent Hugh out mainly to temper him.
And incidentally, to form a mercenary group to help him with some unsavory "dirty work," "hard work," and "black work."
As a result, through various coincidences, Hugh unexpectedly tamed Sheepstealer, who was almost killed by The Cannibal.
A loyal Dragon Knight is far more important than a mercenary group of several thousand people!
Hugh smiled and didn't speak, looking like he was waiting for Aegon's arrangements.
"Just stay on Dragonstone. It just so happens that I'll take some time to teach you how to control a Dragon. Learn well; Sheepstealer's talent is quite good."
"Thank you, Your Highness," Hugh quickly thanked him, looking like he had something more to say.
"Say whatever you want. I absolve you of any guilt," Aegon frowned slightly.
"It's like this, Your Highness, I have some... brothers. Can they also fight for you? It would be their honor."
"You can decide on such small matters yourself in the future; you don't need to ask me."
Aegon waved his hand. How many men could Hugh's subordinates have?
Even if they were a bunch of good-for-nothings, it didn't matter. For Hugh's sake, Aegon naturally wouldn't refuse.
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The sun rose and set, and half a month passed in a flash.
The Lannister Fleet led by Loren, which had gone to Tyrosh Island, finally returned.
"Your Highness, I am truly sorry. We were delayed too much on the way back," Loren said, his face full of shame.
"Hahaha, why apologize?" Aegon laughed heartily, "I know your situation. You don't need to apologize; you have merit and hard work!"
The Lannister Fleet led by Loren was fully loaded upon their return, with even the warships packed with people, which significantly slowed down their speed.
And Tyrosh still hadn't given up, continuously sending ships to try and intercept the returning Lannister Fleet.
However, with the alternating escorts of Aemond and Hugh, the Lannister Fleet suffered no losses.
It's worth mentioning that Sheepstealer was used to being wild and was initially very resistant to having a dragon saddle installed on his back.
Later, Hugh only used three sheep to appease this adult male Dragon, who was nearly seventy years old.
"Your Highness, we brought back a total of ten thousand slaves. Many supplies were thrown away, but fortunately, we captured twelve cargo ships converted into warships."
"Not slaves, but refugees," Aegon reminded him.
"Right, I misspoke, refugees. You will take in these ten thousand refugees. May the gods praise your kindness and benevolence."
"Then I am truly honored. You have also worked hard. We will hold a celebration feast tonight, and the rewards will definitely not disappoint everyone, don't worry!"
"Thank you, Your Highness!" Loren grinned.
They were ordered to come and provide support and should have done so without compensation.
But since Aegon was willing to be generous, there was no reason for him to refuse.
Moreover, Aegon was truly generous; he wouldn't even blink when giving out money!
As the fleet docked, people poured out like a rushing flood, quickly filling the dock.
Most people's faces showed fear and unease, but a small number had faces full of longing.
Hidolf said they could receive the Dragon King's protection here and live a peaceful and prosperous life.
But for them, there was more fear of the unknown.
They were afraid that they would live worse than slaves under the Dragon King's rule, or be demoted back to slaves by the Dragon King.
Tens of thousands of people crowded the dock, the noise was deafening, the scene was chaotic, and the soldiers maintaining order were hoarse from shouting.
"Hiss!"
Sunfyre's roar suddenly sounded, and then Sunfyre landed not far away and roared again.
The terrifying roar instantly silenced everyone on the dock.
The noisy dock immediately became quiet.
Seeing this, Aegon quickly motioned for Ser Aric to begin.
The crowd began to move inwards under the guidance of the soldiers, eventually forming three lines to register their personal information.
Fortunately, many knights from the Seven Kingdoms had come to pledge their allegiance recently.
They could read and write and do arithmetic, which helped Ser Aric relieve a lot of pressure.
The registration continued until nightfall, but the troublesome part had just begun.
These people needed a place to rest, and they needed food and water.
Ser Aric and Kraken were dizzy with busyness, and so was Aegon.
Just as Aegon was busy approving the allocation of supplies, Ser Aric suddenly walked in with a letter.
"Your Highness, a letter from His Majesty."
"A letter from His Majesty?" Aegon rubbed his temples, "Bring it here."
Taking the envelope, Aegon opened it and began to read.
A moment later, he put away the letter, a smile playing on his lips.
"Is it good news, Your Highness?"
Seeing the smile on Aegon's lips, Ser Aric thought it was good news.
"Sort of. Next month, my dear sister will hold a wedding on Dragonstone. The groom is Prince Daemon."
"..."
Ser Aric was speechless. This didn't seem like good news, did it?
In that case, Prince Daemon would be part of the Black Party.
Both Prince Daemon and his Dragon, Caraxes, were formidable in battle.
"Ser Aric, quickly settle these ten thousand and two hundred and sixty people."
"There should be about seventy thousand more coming. I want you to do your best and settle them as quickly as possible. It absolutely cannot affect my attendance at the wedding!"
"My dear sister will once again enter the halls of marriage. As her brother, how can I not offer my most sincere blessings?"
Aegon's face showed a wild and arrogant smile, but his eyes were cold, like violets frozen in winter!
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