Game of Thrones: I Became a Crown Prince For a Day Chapter 240

Chapter 240 When the sun sets, you will cut off your bloodline

Boom—

Gloomy green dragon flames descended, crossing the narrow suspension bridge, and approached the stone city gate like a pillar of fire.

 “No! Get out of the way!”

Facing the dragon flames, Amos was horrified, pushed away the guards beside him, and rushed toward the open city gate.

 Zila—

The dragon flames are endless, and the stone city gate slowly melts.

Against the backdrop of the dragon flames, Lei Jia, who was dressed in black robes, had a frosty face and walked forward slowly.

 Behind him.

Robb and his guards fell to the ground, holding their heads to avoid the scorching dragon flames.

Hand held Amos's collar with one hand, Rhaegar raised it high with a cold voice.

 “Come out, Lord Amos!”

Everyone fell into silence upon hearing the sound, looking at the same person in horror and speechlessness.

 Amos, soldier…

No one dared to cross Rhaegar and block the city gate where the black dragon stared.

 “Amos, you have offended me, and you will never die easily.”

Rhaegar was very calm, his thin lips closed and closed, and he said a famous saying.

Amos's feet were off the ground, his eyes were frightened, and he struggled hard to hold the pale palm on his collar.

 In front of Amos.

 “Hiss…”

 “Wait a moment, don't be in a hurry.”

The dragon's claw was unsheathed, and Rhaegar's sword pointed directly at Amos, who was rolling and crawling. He looked at him as if he were looking at a dead man.

Rhaegar's eyes were indifferent, ignoring all emotions of fear, anger, and pleading.

“When the sun sets, you will cut off your bloodline!”

boom-

Robb climbed up from the bridge and said with suppressed anger: "Prince, do you want to attack immediately?"

 “Let me go, I am a believer in the Lord of Light.”

 No one dared to pursue, let alone make the slightest sound.

Glancing at the surrounding soldiers, Rhaegar turned a blind eye and whispered:

 “Let go, lord count!”

 The so-called lord humiliates his ministers to death.

Suddenly, a ray of breeze blew and lifted the young crown prince's long silver-gold hair.

Rhaegar was too lazy to vent his anger on the dead man and continued walking forward: "Leave the last sunset to Shili City."

 The soldiers guarding the city hurriedly ran down the tower and formed a semi-encirclement.

Several guards also looked indignant and were ready to be dispatched at any time.

Rhaegar walked to the city gate.

The words were loud and powerful, like falling ice breaking into pieces.

That warm voice echoed in the ears of everyone who listened.

 In full view of a group of soldiers.

 After capturing the leader of the thieves, Rhaegar calmed down and his murderous intention lurked.

 Leaving behind a decisive figure in black robe.

With disgust flashing in his eyes, he threw Amos, who was squirming like maggots, to the ground.

Amos dared to abuse the prince, and he had committed a capital crime.

 A group of soldiers were buried in the dragon's flames, leaving only bits and pieces of charred remains.

 “It doesn't matter whose believer you are, I have no intention of killing you now.”

 Turn around and walk out of the gate of Shili City calmly.

The stone gate tower above his head was cracked inch by inch under the burning of the dragon's flames, and the surface was dissolved and distorted.

Kicking open a burning iron-clad solid wood city door, Rhaegar looked around and found Amos Bracken, who was hiding at the base of the city wall and shivering.

 The spray of dragon flames stopped, and the glutton roared, flapping its dark wings.

 On the suspension bridge.

 “Sunset?”

Robb was confused and looked at each other with the guard.

 They did not hear Rhaegar's declaration, but the determination to burn everything was clearly visible.

 Looked up at the sky.

The sun is climbing toward its highest point, and the time is about 10 am.

  After a while.

Rhaegar returned to where the army was stationed.

 After getting off the dragon's back, Samwell and other officers immediately surrounded him.

“Prince, do the Brackens plan to fight to the end?”

“Prince, when will the army attack the city?”

"prince…"

The questions came out all at once, like a swarm of flies buzzing.

Rega kept his eyes on another steep hillside and ordered in a deep voice: "Strengthen patrols and don't let anyone go."

 The officers were overjoyed when they heard this.

If Bracken does not surrender, what awaits will be dragon flames and swords and guns.

Everyone was immersed in the joy of war, but only one person saw something strange about Rhaegar.

Rhaenyra stepped on the muddy grass, grabbed Rhaegar's shoulders with both hands, and asked tentatively: "Rhaegar, do you have something to tell me?"

Rhaegar stopped and turned his attention to Rhaenyra.

 Our eyes met each other, and each other's figures were reflected in their eyes.

Slightly silent, Rhaegar blinked.

 Immediately, he smiled.

Hands wrapped around Rhaenyra's waist, buried her head in the hair on her neck, and rubbed her affectionately: "It's nothing, it's a trivial matter."

"I can share the burden for you." Rhaenyra hugged his head and whispered softly.

 “No, some dirty words.”

Rhaegar raised his head again, pointed to the hillside in the distance, and said jokingly: "The sunset tonight will add a lot of color."

　　Patting the slim waist of the person in his arms, Rega let go of his hand and strode towards the hillside.

 In Rhaenyra's puzzled eyes, she urged: "Take care of Helena, this time there is no need for Syrax and Dreamfire to take action."

 He set out alone on a dragon.

 Enough to bring the Dragon Flame that the Bracken family deserves.

 Shili City, hall.

Amos pushed open the door like a mad dog and shouted: "Maester, go and call the maester!"

The servant lowered his head and whispered: "Sir, the bachelor is missing."

 “Damn it, there's no one around at this time!”

Amos's hair was messy, his eyes looked around cautiously, and he muttered: "Call the Scarlet Witch, and that stupid pig." "Yes, sir."

The servant noticed that something was wrong with the Earl's mental state, so he hunched over and stepped back quickly.

Amos's breathing was rapid, layers of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he was afraid of the Crown Prince's words in his heart.

 He must go all out, otherwise he will be punished.

 Thinking about it, he took out a token from his arms.

 The token is made of iron, with a flaming red heart engraved on it, and is warm and thick to the touch.

 “The Lord of Light will protect me…”

Amos muttered as if praying, turned around and ran out of the hall along the side door.

There was a dead silence in the castle, and the servants were hiding in the room, which was in sharp contrast to the noisy environment in the past.

Amos couldn't care less and ran all the way.

 Then, we came to the sacred forest in Shili City.

 The sacred wood forest covers an area of ​​about a few acres and is planted with pine and birch trees.

In the center of the forest, a thick weirwood tree that had been chopped down from its roots fell to the ground, leaving only a stump.

Amos looked at the chopped down weirwood, his expression changing again and again.

Take two steps forward and step on the red leaves covering the ground.

 The weirwood trees were cut down, and the bright red leaves were scattered all over the ground, as if dyeing the earth with a layer of blood.

The Bracken family is a firm believer in the old gods.

Ever since the Scarlet Witch came to Stonehedge City and showed the miracles of the Lord of Light, she blocked the glory of the old gods.

Amos was so excited that he cut down the weirwood trees despite the dissuasion of his vassals.

 Into the arms of the Lord of Light.

 Tap tap tap…

 Not long after, a dense set of footsteps came.

Hundreds of soldiers stopped at the edge of the godswood to guard the lord's safety.

In front of the soldiers, two distinct figures stood.

 A fat man in gray robes, two meters tall and as fat as a bear.

 A red-haired witch with a graceful figure and a gorgeous face, wearing a red robe.

 “My lord the count.”

The Scarlet Witch opened her mouth and moved her white thighs under her robe.

Her voice is crisp and charming, as if she is sending an invitation of love to the person who calls.

The fat man in gray robe shivered and raised his hands to cover his ears, not daring to listen any more.

His name is Tru, a bachelor who was expelled from the school due to a mistake in research and development of Wildfire.

Amos looked gloomy and asked calmly: "Scarlet Witch, the King of Light you mentioned can really make my army not afraid of dragon flames?"

The Scarlet Witch was grabbed by his shoulders and shook, she frowned helplessly, and put her fingers against the other person's lips.

Amos closed his mouth and took a step back in confusion.

"Don't worry, the King of Light is the only true God, you have to believe in his greatness."

The Scarlet Witch was full of confidence, bent down to pick up a fallen leaf, and said: "The old gods never protected you, but the King of Light allowed you to see the future."

As she spoke, she lifted the fallen leaves above her head to face the bright sunshine.

 The fallen leaves suddenly burst into flames.

 “Look, this is your ending.”

The Scarlet Witch twisted her waist and threw the fallen leaves on the ground.

In an instant, the red leaves all over the ground burned rapidly and crackled.

Amos was startled, kicked the leaves away from his feet, and hid beside the Scarlet Witch.

The Scarlet Witch glanced at him and smiled without saying a word.

 The red leaves burned out quickly, but the flames ignited the fallen weirwood.

 The weirwoods burst into flames, rising little by little.

The Scarlet Witch strode forward and waved her hand at the burning weirwood.

 Zila…

The fire surged instantly, half of the weirwood was swallowed up, and the dancing flames twisted in the wind.

The Scarlet Witch smiled calmly and made a gesture of invitation to Amos.

Amos was dubious, walked closer with a straight face, and looked at the flames on the weirwood.

 The flames burned even hotter under the summer sun, making me breathless with the baking heat.

Amos's eyes were a little blurry, staring at the flames without blinking.

Gradually, a picture was outlined in the flames.

Amos froze on the spot, his expression gradually relaxed from tenseness, and he watched as if he was intoxicated.

 No one knows what the picture is.

 But he just saw it.

 And, convinced.

The Scarlet Witch put a hand on his shoulder, brought her red lips to his ear, and whispered softly: "Do you believe it?"

Amos was so fascinated that he nodded repeatedly: "Believe, the King of Light is the only true God."

 Then, he seemed to remember something.

He raised his head sharply and said hurriedly: "Go and prepare a sacrifice. Any number of sacrifices will do."

 “No problem, fifty is enough.”

The Scarlet Witch's eyes were watery and she said bewitchingly: "But ordinary sacrifices alone are not enough, we need the pure blood of our ancestors."

 “Who meets the conditions?”

Amos opened his mouth to ask.

The Scarlet Witch laughed and said, "You just got married, and I remember you had an illegitimate child."

 “It's up to him, let's do it.”

Amos agreed without hesitation.

 “As you command, my lord.”

The Scarlet Witch bent down to salute, and the hemisphere under her red robe was exposed, dazzling like a flame.

Amos glanced greedily, turned his head and shouted: "Tru, come here!"

 In the distance, the tall and timid Toru walked over with a bitter look on his face.

The Scarlet Witch walked out and happened to pass him by.

Tohru lowered his head and quickly quickened his pace.

 Instinct told him that this was a bad woman.

 Exceptionally, extremely bad!

Amos was still staring at the flames and gave the order: "Prepare all the wildfire reserves and ask the soldiers to carry them up the city wall."

 There are catapults on the city walls.

 He will throw wildfire into the sky with his catapults and burn the dragons in the sky.

Trew didn't dare to refute, he just said whatever he said.

 Having been "invited" for so long, he did not dare to raise objections.

 (End of this chapter)

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