Game of Thrones: I Became a Crown Prince For a Day Chapter 226

Chapter 226 The “truth” of history

 One day later.

 Dragonstone Island, Longshan.

 “Hiss…”

The shapely gray figure stopped on the top of a black stone mountain, stretched its slender neck, and looked around with vigilant eyes.

 Beside it.

The glutton, which was more than twice its size, was lying on the ground, with a pair of green vertical pupils tightly closed, and its slender dragon tail hanging low on the edge of the cliff.

The two giant dragons are not far apart, with a flat rock in between.

Rhaegar was wearing a tattered black robe and his silky silver hair was spread out. He lay flat on the rock and slept soundly.

 Under his head, there is the tip of the gray shadow's slender tail.

However, the crowd gathered more and more, and they started to kill the dragon crazily.

 Swear to break the dragon's scales and cause damage.

A fierce dragon roar suddenly sounded, spreading throughout the surrounding sea area.

Of course, this is not important.

 The slaves launched a suicidal attack, jumping on the dragon and slashing with all their strength with their swords and axes.

Rhaegar and his two dragons attacked the three free trade cities of Lys, Myr, and Tyrosh, which belonged to the Three Women's Kingdom.

 The chaos continued into the evening.

It has several more shackles on its neck, and its wing membranes are pierced by spears to connect new chains.

The dragon shook its body, and the slave was thrown away like an insect, falling to death on the spot.

Rhaegar was startled, and his vision narrowed again.

Rhaegar recognized where this was at a glance: "Lys!"

Rhaegar stared at the island city in his dream, his vision gradually getting closer.

But the dragon flames failed to repel the crowd blinded by hatred.

The giant dragon flapped its wings, opened its mouth and spouted dragon flames, and a large number of people died without any body parts.

The crowd shouted at the top of their lungs and rushed towards the dragon with ferocious faces.

 The building was covered with charred corpses and debris, and the flames scorched every stone brick.

The giant dragon lay on the ground with bruises and wounds, breathing heavily.

 Just yesterday.

A summer wind blew by, the black robe was slightly folded, and a dark sword hilt was exposed in his arms.

 “Slay the dragon…”

 Don't ask why you don't go back to the castle.

Unconsciously, the dream suddenly appeared.

 A large crowd of people swarmed into the building, armed with axes, spears and other weapons.

 “Kill it!”

After this battle, the strength of the Three Women Kingdom was greatly reduced, and it no longer had the ability to conquer the Stone Step Islands.

 The dragon flames erupt like a pillar, burning nearby enemies.

 The residents of the island have blue eyes, platinum curly hair, and smooth skin.

 The waves rolled gently and a cool breeze blew slowly.

 In the city-state, a closed circular building.

 The attack went too smoothly, and he couldn't adapt to it. He didn't want to see his father and Rhaenyra yet.

Rhaegar returned to Dragonstone at night and rested on Dragon Mountain for a night.

In addition, there were a large number of poor slaves with different skin colors and hair colors.

 A huge dragon with silver scales, its neck and feet were shackled respectively, and it was fluttering in a narrow space.

Countless slaves rioted and resisted the oppression of the slave city-states.

 An island city located in the Summer Sea.

 “Hiss!”

 The island has a cool climate, abundant sunshine, fertile land, and a large number of palm trees and fruit tree vegetation.

 Among these people, there are slaves and soldiers...

Rhaegar was snoring lightly and sleeping soundly.

The ocean is green, and fish jump out of the water from time to time.

The crowd is still rushing in, attacking the dragon like crazy.

 The ax cut through the dragon's scales, the spear pierced the bleeding wound.

 “Hiss…”

The giant dragon had no way to retreat, and it raised its head and let out a desperate roar.

The giant dragon stood up fiercely, tearing off all the shackles regardless of the chains tearing its wing membrane, and took off with all its strength.

The golden vertical pupils stared at the dome of the building and bumped into it.

Rumble —

 The stone dome collapsed immediately, causing the entire building to collapse.

The giant dragon was hit by the overwhelming rocks and fell to the ground hard. The hot dragon's blood flowed like a stream.

 The people who slayed the dragon were retaliated by the dragon, and they were all buried in thousands of rubbles.

  Long time.

 Only ruins remain.

Rega was dumbfounded after watching all this from a spectator's perspective.

This scene also happened in other corners of Reese.

 A brown-gray sub-adult dragon flew unsuspectingly over the city-state.

Below, a dozen scorpion crossbows were hidden in the darkness, aiming at it.

 A fine steel spear flew out and penetrated the chest of the sub-adult dragon.

 “Hiss…”

 The dragon let out a scream of pain, his body immediately became unstable, and he fell to the ground with the dragon's blood swaying.

More scorpion crossbows fired fine steel spears, constantly piercing its body.

 Until complete death.

 A towering luxury penthouse.

 A middle-aged man with silver-blonde hair looked nervous, clutching a Valyrian steel sword at his waist.

Rhaegar looked around and knew the name of the sword.

-the truth.

“Hurry up, the **** Dragon King is inside.”

 “Keep your voice down, don't let him find out…”

 There was a murderous conspiracy downstairs.

 “Lilith, take your dragon and hide.”

 The master of the truth gritted his teeth and looked back at his little daughter behind him.

 That was a little girl with silver-blond curly hair and dark purple pupils.

 The girl was curled up in the corner of the bed, holding a cat-sized red-scaled baby dragon in her arms.

The young dragon twisted its body, struggled and neighed, as if it felt the danger was coming. boom-

The door was kicked open and a large number of soldiers rushed into the house.

 “Kill the remnants of these free fortresses!”

 “There is also a demon dragon, kill the demon dragon...”

 The soldiers roared wildly, besieged the master of the truth to death, and chopped off his head with a knife.

 The little girl and the red-scaled young dragon were equally doomed.

 Being mercilessly slaughtered.

Rhaegar frowned and secretly clenched his fists.

 He probably knew what period this dream was from.

 Old Valyria suffered a devastating natural disaster and the Free Fortress collapsed overnight.

 Forty dragon king families, except for the Targaryen family, who immigrated to Dragonstone in advance under the prophecy of Denise Targaryen, and luckily escaped everything.

 There are always some members of the other thirty-nine Dragon King families who are still living in the world.

 At that time, Lys was the colony of Old Valyria, the best summer resort.

Of course, there are a few lucky people who are enjoying it and are not killed in the natural disasters that will destroy the world.

 It's a pity that the remaining dragon kings underestimated the horror of human nature.

 The Freehold Empire enslaved Essos for many years, and many people suffered persecution from the Dragon King's family.

　　When Old Valyria fell to the Scourge, all the oppressed people began to rebel.

　　The people of Lys, the slaves, killed dragon lairs and unsuspecting dragons.

 Slaughter the weak surviving Dragon King.

 The scene changed and we came to the vegetable market in Rees.

Several heads with silver-gold hair were hung on bamboo poles at the door of the vegetable market.

　　Three dragon corpses, two large and one small, were put on rafts by slaves, dragged into the sea and thrown into the sea.

 At this point, there is no longer a Dragon King family or a dragon in Reese.

  Ushering in the era of free trade city-states.

 The dream is broken and falls into silence.

 The outside world.

Rhaegar's eyelids moved slightly, waking up from his sleep.

 “This exploration is over, please pick up the lost treasures.”

The system prompt sounded in his ears, Rega opened his eyes and groaned unconsciously.

 The pale face was stained with blood, the purple eyes were dazed, and the dark circles under the eyes were slightly gloomy.

 The system panel appears automatically.

【the truth】

 Exploration progress: 100%

 “The exploration is complete…”

Grabbing his messy silver hair, Rhaegar sat up with one hand on the ground and touched the "truth" in his arms.

 Suddenly, he remembered the dream he had just had.

Rhaegar was stunned and whispered: "Is this the truth of history?"

 From the surviving dragon king who was killed, after several twists and turns, it fell into the hands of the Luojiale family.

 “Haha, take the Dragon King, get the Dragon King.”

Rhaegar shook his head and laughed.

  He didn't have much thoughts about the slaughtered survivor Dragon King.

 The forty Dragon King families are in a competitive relationship, and the competition is fierce.

 If those guys hadn't died, those who lost their dragons would have lost their dragons.

It is also not the turn of the Targaryen family, which ranks in the middle and lower reaches of the overall strength, to stand alone and dominate the continent of Westeros.

Hands down, the dragon-shaped sword of truth stares at him, a pair of ruby-encrusted vertical pupils shining brightly.

"Your family is dead, and your surname will be Targaryen from now on!"

Rhaegar muttered to himself, putting the truth aside.

There is also a purple light ball as big as a grapefruit in his arms, trembling slightly like running water and glowing slightly.

Rhaegar rubbed his hands and silently prayed to Balerion: "Bless the Black Death and bring out a valuable relic."

 Hand out your hand to touch the purple light group.

　　wave~

 The light group shatters at the touch and turns into dots of fluorescence.

 “The relic was picked up successfully, checking...”

“The test was successful and it was determined to be an epic relic, the truth of history.”

 Lega keeps up the good work and looks at the keywords that trigger the relics.

 “Tragedies buried in the long river of history, waiting for revenge from the same people.”

Rhaegar frowned in confusion, thinking about the meaning of the keyword.

 “Revenge?”

 Muttered something, Rhaegar wondered whether burning Lys would count.

 As soon as the thought comes out, a ray of light emits.

 “Congratulations, the truth of history has been activated, you have obtained...”

  【Blood Witchcraft: Dragon Stone】

 Level: Excellent (blue)

 Function: Collect materials, mobilize blood magic, and melt black dragon stone.

 Evaluation: "The blood magic of the old Valyrian period has endless creativity."

 The relic was activated at the right moment, and knowledge about blood witchcraft flooded into his mind.

 Lega shuddered, a cool air hit the heavenly spirit, and his body felt indescribably comfortable.

With the experience of accepting the knowledge of runes last time, I didn't lose my temper this time.

Rhaegar opened his lips and teeth slightly, savoring the beauty of knowledge.

 Ten minutes later.

 “Huh~” Lei Jia exhaled a breath of turbid air, feeling refreshed.

This kind of joy from the soul is really fascinating.

Raising his hands, Rhaegar looked at each one and said with a smile: "Am I a fire warlock or a blood wizard now?"

 Have a quick thought and bring up the personal panel.

　　【Rhaegar Targaryen】

Talents: Dreamer (gold), Pyromancer (purple), Longevity (green)

 Page: Ancient Valyrian Dragon King (44%)

Runes: Ouroboros (blue), Bronze (green)

 Blood Witchcraft: Dragon Stone (Blue)

 Relics: Blood and Fire, True Dragon Bloodline, Vision of Dreams…

　　Comment: "The ancient bloodline gradually masters the ancient power."

 “The craft disappeared, replaced by runes and blood magic.”

Rhaegar murmured, knowing that the rune system and the blood witch inheritance are extraordinary powers and are of higher importance.

 From the inheritance of [Dragon Stone], he learned some basic knowledge of blood witches.

 Blood witches rely on the magic hidden in their blood and have strict requirements for their background.

Other than that, we have the same goal as the Pyromancer.

 Both are the inherited knowledge of the ancient Valyrian Dragon King and are not mutually exclusive.

 (End of this chapter)

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