Game of Thrones: I Became a Crown Prince For a Day Chapter 150

Chapter 150 The Small Moves of the Seven Gods Church

 “It is a matter of course that since the war is going on, we must win over our allies.”

Rhaegar was not surprised.

Rhaenyra rolled her eyes and said mysteriously: "I heard new news. Otto is returning to King's Landing."

 “I already knew this.”

Rhaegar said strangely.

“No, in addition to Otto, he is also accompanied by the Archbishop of the Church of the Seven Gods.”

Rhaenyra said seriously: "There are more and more followers of the Seven Gods in Flea Bottom. Rumors about the war are flying everywhere, and the people are showing signs of rejecting the Velaryon family."

“Otto United Church of the Seven Gods is inciting people's hearts?”

Rhaegar frowned, scorning this little trick.

“I have to say, this trick is very useful.”

Rhaenyra worriedly said: "The Church of the Seven Gods has always been good at causing trouble for the royal family, and public opinion will have a great impact."

 “It's okay, I'll shut them up.”

Rhaegar pondered for a moment, choosing how to deal with this matter.

 War is coming.

 He had to calm down the inside first so that no one would hold him back.

After thinking about it, Rega put down his heavy sword, got up and walked around and said, "I'm going out for a while, you can rest first."

"Where are you going?"

Rhaenyra was stunned when she saw him walking out.

 “Find a good helper”

Rhaegar left a message and walked away with Ilic, who was guarding the door.

 Singing and dancing took place in the banquet hall, and the nobles each found their dance partners and danced gracefully.

 In comparison, the dungeon of the Red Keep was dark, damp, and crawling with crawlers.

 “Prince, you don't have to come in person.”

　　Ilik was dressed in a black robe and was persuading as he walked into the dungeon.

Rhaegar was also wearing a black robe, looking at the dungeon environment and walking deeper.

Elic sent the guard guarding out and quickly followed.

 Not long after, the two came to the depths of the dungeon.

In the dark and narrow dungeon, there was the sound of chains being pulled.

Rhaegar walked to a single cell and looked for the prisoner inside.

“Prince, I didn't expect that you would come to see me in person.”

Hiriu sat on the bed board of the cell and was surprised to see Rhaegar.

 In his impression, this prince never cared about his life or death.

 He will be taken out for a walk during training, but he will be kept in a cell and ignored.

Rhaegar looked at the room and then at Shiliu.

 The cell is pretty good, dry and clean, and has mattresses.

 Much better than a public prison cell.

Xiliu is still the same, with fluffy brown curly hair, unkempt stubble, and a smile always on his lips.

"You should pay for the mistakes you made, and I plan to let you go."

Rhaegar smiled.

“Oh, I wonder if there is a place where I can work?”

Xiliu's mind was very flexible and he asked enthusiastically.

He was tired of being locked up in a dungeon for several years.

“I want you to form an intelligence organization and train some killers.”

Rhaegar stated his intention straightforwardly.

Hilius comes from Braavos and is a famous water dancer.

 Fighting and assassination are the norm for people like him.

Rhaegar planned to use his skills.

 “Thank you for your trust, I will never let you down.”

Xiliu agreed decisively and stretched out his shackled hands.

Rhaegar gave Ilic a look and motioned for him to help untie it.

　　Ilik nodded and took out the key he had prepared in advance.

Taking advantage of this time, Rhaegar walked around the dungeon and found an acquaintance in the corner.

“Uncle, are you used to staying here?”

 In another single cell, Damon was lying on the bed with his hands and feet shackled.

Rhaegar took a look at the cell.

　　There are chairs, toilets, and thick beddings. It seems that someone specially gave them something. Daemon turned over, his back to Rhaegar, and said nothing.

On the first day he was imprisoned in the dungeon, his brother Viserys came to see him.

He scolded him from the inside out, demeaning him like a scumbag, and almost chopped off his head.

 Leave him to rot and stink in the dungeon.

 “Forget it, you definitely don't want to see me.”

Hiriu was released, Rhaegar didn't want to ridicule anyone, so he led people out of the dungeon.

 He still has things to do, let Daemon endure in the dungeon.

 Send Shiliu to the dragon's lair, and Rhaegar returns to the room.

 Opening the door, the candles had already been extinguished.

Rhaegar felt sleepy after a busy day, so he took off his shirt and got into bed.

 The quilt is very warm.

 Lean into the fragrant softness and fall asleep deeply.

 The next day, early in the morning.

 Col knocked on the door and informed the king of a royal meeting.

Rhaegar, sleepy-eyed, ate a hurried breakfast and went to the meeting.

 “Keep your collar neat and tidy, today's meeting is very important.”

Rhaenyra changed into a black dress and arranged the folds of his clothes anxiously.

Rhaegar let her do what she wanted, chewing the bread in silence.

 “I owe you something from my previous life.”

Rhaenyra rolled her eyes angrily and snorted.

Although she enjoys it, this should be Allison's responsibility.

 Arrived at the door of the Parliament Hall.

 Through the thick wooden door, you can hear Tailan's report.

“Your Majesty, the Stepped Stone Islands are the site of four wars. The amount of money spent on wars, building fortresses, and pensions will be astronomical.”

The two siblings looked at each other and saw the helplessness in each other's eyes.

 In addition to competing for the bravery of soldiers, the most important thing in war is the logistics and equipment.

 Once the war started, money wasted.

"Prince Princess."

Sir Stephen, the Kingsguard guarding the door, greeted the two and opened the wooden door himself.

 The sound in the conference hall stopped suddenly.

Rhaegar walked into the hall and glanced at the faces present.

 The regular set of chamberlains and father Viserys.

Rhaega paid special attention to the addition of three new chairs to the conference table.

 Except for the one he fought for Rhaenyra, the remaining two presumably belonged to the sea serpent and his wife.

Sitting in his own seat, Rhaegar looked at Tyran who was standing in front of the table and asked: "Am I here before Lord Corliss?"

“The white knight just called me and is on his way here.”

Tailan answered honestly.

Rhaegar didn't pay attention. The banquet was held very late last night, and getting up early in the morning was indeed a bit difficult for the elderly.

　　"While Lord Corliss is not here, report anything as soon as possible."

 Thinking about the impact of the war, Rhaegar had better discuss it first.

 Speaking, he took his own stone ball and played with it in his hand.

“Prince, this is my estimated war loss.”

Tailan is a practical person. He drew up a list in advance, took out one and handed it over.

Rhaegar took it politely.

 Viserys was in a bad state of mind. He leaned back in his chair and said tiredly: "Lord Leonor, you go first."

 He could not sleep at night when he thought about the coming war.

Leonor stood up and analyzed: "Your Majesty, facing the attack of the Three Women Kingdom, we should mobilize the lords of the kingdom to support the troops as much as possible."

“The Stormlands are the closest to the Stepstone Islands, and Duke Bomond Baratheon will definitely give his full support.”

“Beaumond is Rhaenys's uncle, and he has always been a staunch supporter of the royal family.”

 Viserys agreed.

“In addition, the Riverlands, the Reach, the Vale, and the Westerlands can mobilize a group of soldiers to supplement our military strength.”

 Leonor continued to suggest.

Bomond is the current Duke of Storm's End, and he is the bearded man who helped Rhaenyra go on a blind date in the play.

His son's name is Borros, the Baratheon who married his daughter to Aemond and supported the Green Party in the play.

 (End of this chapter)

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