Game of Thrones: I Became a Crown Prince For a Day Chapter 224

Chapter 224 Ash Maker

Rhaegar stood on the bow.

 The moment the glutton passed parallel to the warship, he jumped.

He fell heavily on the dragon's back, rolled over to release his strength, and firmly grasped the back scales.

Standing on the dragon's back, Rhaegar shouted joyfully: “Glutton, let's go!”

 “Hiss…”

The glutton raised its head and roared, flapping its wings and taking off into the air.

 Below.

Robb looked at this scene in shock.

at the same time.

Snapped-

Rhaenyra looked at her unkindly, urging her to speak quickly.

 Dragonstone Island, inside the castle.

Rhaenyra was lying on the bed, with dark circles under her eyes, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

 One man and two dragons disappeared into the vast sea.

 “How many troops did Rhaegar bring?”

 Sarah smiled nonchalantly: “1. Protect your safety.”

Rhaenyra asked: "Sarah, did Rhaegar tell you when he would be back?"

Sarah stroked her long hair, deliberately whetting her appetite, and said mysteriously: "My task is very simple. The prince only gave me two instructions."

"two,"

Rhaenyra asked again.

The gray shadow chased after him hard, neighing in dissatisfaction.

 Oh, no.

"as you wish."

Worried.

 Feeling the cold attitude of the other party, Rhaenyra bit her lip: "Say what you know."

Sarah's voice was light: “I'm afraid that if I tell you, you will have psychological pressure.”

  “What is it?”

The glutton carried Rhaegar straight into the sky, facing the rising sun and disappearing into the sea of ​​clouds.

The Fanbang girl was the personal maid sent to her by Rhaegar.

Rhaegar and the Gluttonous Eater, one person and one dragon...

 Then, he raised the corners of his mouth and said with unclear meaning: "Are you sure you want to know?"

 It should be one person and two dragons.

Crunch—

 Sarah cherishes words like gold.

Sarah shook her head and said simply: "No."

As he spoke, he slowly walked to the bed and sat down without anyone noticing.

Rhaenyra stood up, expressionless: "Speak, say every word."

　　The personal maid specially assigned by Rhaegar before leaving. She didn't believe that she didn't know anything.

The door of the room opened from the outside, and a beautiful foreign girl walked in.

Sure enough, Sarah was startled.

　　Looking out the window, the sky was foggy and it was another sleepless night.

Rhaenyra slapped her in the face and said angrily: "Bitch, I am the princess of Dragonstone, Rhaegar's sister, how dare you tease me!?"

Rhaenyra couldn't stand the other party's arrogant attitude and became irritable.

 “Sure, say it.”

Rhaenyra shook the bell on the bedside table with tired eyes.

"have no idea."

As soon as the word ˆ came out of her mouth, Sara paused and showed a narrow smile.

 Ever since Rhaegar decided to attack the Three Women's Kingdom, she had not slept a wink for several days.

Looking proud and proud, who do you think you are?

 Even she dares to look down on her.

 Sarah was whipped and turned her head away, a trace of blood dripping from the corner of her mouth.

 “Okay, you forced me to say it.”

 After being slapped, Sarah seemed to have succeeded in her evil plot and returned to her previous calm demeanor.

 In Rhaenyra's glare, her eyes were cold and she said: "Second, if anything happens to the prince, assassinate the queen and the remaining three princes immediately."

Hearing this, the angry Rhaenyra was stunned for a moment.

My mind was spinning, my eyes widened in disbelief, and I stumbled: "Assassinate Allison...and..."

Sarah caught the conversation and said coldly: "Aegon, Aemond and Prince Daeron."

Before leaving, Rhaegar expected that he would win.

 But just in case, we still made the worst plan.

If he is unlucky enough to be assassinated like Aemon Targaryen.

Or Rhaenys Targaryen was shot in the dragon's eye by a scorpion crossbow and died with the dragon.

So.

 His shadow will immediately kill Allison and the three half-brothers.

 Paves the way for Rhaenyra to inherit the Iron Throne.

Don't blame him for being cruel.

 While alive, Rhaenyra was his sister, and his brothers were his brothers and assets.

　　Even if someone dies, Rhaenyra is still his sister, but his brothers are a source of instability.

Rhaegar had only one idea: "Keep Rhaenyra at any cost."

Having figured it out, Rhaenyra was in a daze, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes.

 I wanted to speak, but my throat seemed to be blocked, and I couldn't speak clearly because I was choked with sobs.

 King's Landing, Red Keep.

“Baolan, prepare a breakfast for me. I'm going to meet the king later.”

In the bedroom, Jenny was sleepy and softly called to her maid.

 “Yes, Lady Jane.”

 Bao Lan opened the curtains, pushed the door open and left the room with gentle steps.

boom-

 The door is closed.

Bao Lan leaned against the door and glanced around cautiously.

 Confirming that no one was there, he reached out and dug into Fuyu's chest.

He took out a piece of letter paper and a glass bottle as thick as a little finger.

 The glass bottle is small and exquisite, containing clear and transparent liquid.

Bao Lan looked back at the door, her eyes dark and unclear, and opened the note and read it again.

 There are three lines of small words on the note.

 1. Protect Janey's safety.

  2. If something unexpected happens, prompt Janey to support Rhaenyra.

 3. Jeyne and Rhaenyra turned against each other...

 There is a paragraph at the end, which Bao Lan skips directly.

 Crush the note a few times and swallow it into your stomach. After a month of contact, she sincerely admired the duchess in the room.

Looking at the only small bottle left in his hand, struggle flashed in his sapphire eyes, and he hid it deeply in his chest.

 She firmly believed that except for the first item on the letter.

 The remaining two are not used.

The morning sun rose slowly, and the sky was surprisingly clear.

 One of the three female kingdoms, Myr.

The dragon's roar resounded across the sky, and the scorching dragon flames suddenly raised the temperature.

Two dragons, one black and one gray, soared in the sky, and dragon flames fell from the sky, burning the city non-stop.

 In less than an hour.

 The smoke is thick and there are broken arms everywhere.

Mir's defense force is slightly stronger than that of Lys, and the city's towers carry several scorpion crossbows.

 After launching the first round of shooting at the two dragons, they were burned by a mouthful of dragon flame from the enraged glutton.

The tower's towers melted into magma, roasting the garrison inside the tower into charcoal.

 Somewhere in the Colosseum.

 “Hurry, the devil is here!”

The Wuyangyang garrison rushed into the gate of the Colosseum and searched around with ferocious faces.

 A piece of shackles was thrown to the ground with a crisp sound.

The garrison was immediately alarmed and looked at him fiercely.

A silver-haired young man wearing a torn black robe stood in front of the gate where slaves were kept.

Hold your head high and stare at them indifferently.

Seeing the silver-haired boy, the garrison seemed to be stimulated and rushed forward, screaming.

 “Kill him, kill him quickly!”

 “Flay him alive…”

Hundreds of garrison troops rushed towards them. Rhaegar's expression remained unchanged and he faced them calmly.

 The right hand shook and the spear was held in his hand.

 Touch your left hand to your waist and pull out the dragon claw.

 “You should pay the price for your so-called deeds!”

Rhaegar moved forward slowly, wielding a pistol and a sword flexibly.

The spear was called "Morning", the name he gave him when he left Lys on a dragon.

 The morning light and the dragon's claws emerge from the same furnace.

 The one-foot-long spearhead is forged from Valyrian steel, and the shaft is made of hard wood.

The garrison rushed in front of them. Rhaegar was not afraid and shouted: "Kill!"

The morning light pierced out, and the gun tip penetrated a person's eye socket, killing him instantly.

 The dragon's claws blocked the slashes with swords and axes, and cut off one man's head with an upward pick.

Rumble —

 The swordsmen met, and the iron gate at the rear slowly opened, raising a puff of dust.

There was a sound of shackles, and a large number of strong slaves stood behind the gate.

 “Come on! Kill all the slave owners' lackeys!”

　　The tall slave headed by him roared angrily, holding the shackles he had unlocked and turning them around in his hands, like a meteor hammer.

 An order.

 Slaves poured out in droves. Looking down from the sky, slaves were densely packed and quickly filled the Colosseum.

Rhaegar rushed into the center of the garrison, wielding his spear and sword freely, and no one within seven feet dared come close.

　　After killing more than a dozen people who did not care about life and death, the battle was coming to an end.

The slaves swarmed forward, and the hundreds of garrison troops were not enough to see.

　　Starting from the outermost part, the shackles were tightened around the neck and dragged outwards forcefully.

　　When the few garrison troops were left, the slaves pressed them down like stacks of Arhats, punched and kicked them.

Rhaegar raised his weapon and shouted: "If you want to be free, follow me and plunder the ships in the harbor!"

 “I will obey your orders carefully…”

The slaves shouted excitedly and followed Rhaegar out of the Colosseum.

 “Hiss…”

The gray shadow glided over the head, and the spherical dragon flames hit the Colosseum, completely destroying this sinful place.

Rhaegar sent the freed slaves to the port, leaving a message: "The homeless go to Westeros!"

 Say it.

 The glutton fell from the sky, and Rega quickly climbed onto the dragon's back.

 Under the gaze of countless slaves, he rode a giant dragon and soared into the sky.

Before leaving, Gluttony and Gray Shadow breathed out the last breath of dragon flames and smashed the redundant warships in the port into pieces.

Rhaegar looked down at the slaves boarding the ship one after another, his mind open as never before.

 Experiencing the accident of being revoked of military power by his father, Rhaegar's thinking changed slightly.

 He needs more troops and territories that are completely at his disposal.

These slaves who were rescued by him were the best soldiers and subjects.

The glutton flew through the clouds, and Rhaegar opened his arms to face the clouds and cool breeze.

He closed his eyes in intoxication and whispered softly: "Father, King's Landing is no longer my harbor, and the young dragon will eventually fly high."

 The harbor is a place to shelter from the wind and rain. He spent his childhood in King's Landing.

 Now, he has grown up.

 The young dragon is unfettered and belongs to the sky and the sea.

Opening his eyes again, Rhaegar's eyes were clear: "Next stop, Tyrosh!"

 “Hiss…”

Two dragon roars, one high and one low, stirred up the thin clouds and soared quickly.

 The King's Landing.

 The king's palace.

Viserys sat dejectedly at the table, playing with the stone sculptures on the table.

 Apart from banquets and tournaments, stone carving is one of his few hobbies.

He worked with the craftsmen for several years to complete the "Free Keep" of Old Valyria.

Viserys picked up a dragon-shaped stone sculpture and placed it in front of him.

 Subsequently, the second, third...

 Five dragon-shaped stone sculptures are placed in front of you, placed too casually and a little shaky.

Looking at these stone sculptures that he loved in the past, Viserys felt no pleasure and felt hot all over.

Rhaegar has been gone for five days since the big quarrel.

 He received Aegon's letter.

Rhaegar refused to listen and led two thousand soldiers to surprise Tyrosh.

 “Oh, that's too reckless, we should bring more soldiers.”

Viserys raised his head and sighed deeply.

 (End of this chapter)

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