Game of Thrones: I Became a Crown Prince For a Day Chapter 316

Chapter 316 Dragon-eating Demon

 Stone Drum Tower.

The castle gate is tightly closed, and armored and sharp dragon guards patrol all directions.

The top floor of the attic.

The dim corridor was silent, with a tallow candle hanging one meter apart, reflecting a dim yellow glow.

The sound of slashing with a sharp blade was heard, and a stream of blood sprayed on the dark roof like a spring.

 “Prince, you can't do this…”

Grand Maester Melos screamed, his whole body collapsed on the black stone floor, and he moved tremblingly.

In front of him, Rhaegar, who was dressed in black robes, had a solemn face and casually held out a blood-spattered sword flower.

 In the corridor, several corpses wearing academic robes were scattered around.

When he went out empty-handed, he happened to be bumped into by Rhaegar, who cut off his head with a sword.

Rhaegar turned his head and saw Damon, wearing only a white undershirt, walking angrily. His silver hair was messy, showing his anger at the moment.

As soon as he finished speaking, he swung out the real fire in his hand and chopped off the old wise man's head.

Damon's eyes were fierce and he cursed menacingly.

 Not only him, but also many people in the Shigu Tower were alarmed.

Bracon died in a blood sacrifice.

 The content specifically states that the father had thoughts about dragon training, expressing his strong resistance and uneasiness towards Targaryen's dragon training.

Even the frightened Allison opened the door and walked out of the room with her father Otto, who was accompanying her.

As we all know, Targaryen has always been opposed to the faith of the Seven Gods and the concept of the Citadel.

The head rolled to the ground, his desperate pupils full of disbelief.

Rhaegar glanced at him and said calmly: "Stop shouting, he has been gone for a while."

 “Ali Hewen, you bitch!”

 Aegon, Helena, Lionel…

Rhaegar let out a breath: "Grand Maester, your students are still a bit loyal."

 Fortunately, Rhaenyra had always been with her adopted daughters and there was no opportunity for her to take advantage of them.

This vicious woman saw that she was disgusted by Daemon, so she sneaked out and tried to steal the dragon eggs of sisters Benila and Rhena.

When Rhaegar walked into the Stone Drum Tower, she sneaked into the king's bedroom, not knowing what she had in mind.

"While father is away, you fall into my hands again. It would be a pity not to kill you."

There was the sound of rapid footsteps, followed by Daemon's angry roar.

Before she died, she was still shouting that she could cure the king's curse, and she only needed to sacrifice a dragon species.

But he did not expect that a dignified bachelor would also hold such a terrible prejudice.

Rhaegar didn't believe a word of what she said.

 “The king tamed the dragon…the Targaryen revival…a world without magic…”

Looking far away, in front of the king's bedroom door, a plump woman in a green dress and black hair fell in a pool of blood, and the beauty's head was spinning.

 It is Yali Hewen who has evil intentions.

He walked in front of him in a few steps, stepped on Melos's robe, and his eyes fell on the other person's palm hidden in his sleeve.

 “Ali Hewen! Get out!”

Rhaenyra looked worried and hurried over holding an adopted daughter in her hand.

Rhaegar's eyes were gloomy as water. He glanced at the headless corpse and spat: "You did not die unjustly."

Meros shook his head repeatedly and said in panic: "Prince, it was the queen who told me to develop poppy milk. You can't be reckless."

 At the end, it mentions the pursuit of truth in the academy and the idea that magic does not exist.

 The Conqueror relied on three dragons to conquer the Seven Kingdoms.

As soon as he killed Aly Hewen, Melos walked out of the next room with several young bachelors, looking in a hurry.

 Reading the fine print line after line, Rhaegar became more and more frightened as he read.

"If you weren't reckless, I would have wanted to kill you a long time ago." Rega said calmly.

Rhaegar grinned and picked up the wad of letter paper clenched in the headless corpse's hand.

 A Targaryen without a dragon is still a Targaryen?

The note did not contain any words that deliberately allowed his father's injury to worsen as expected, but there was something strange about it.

The tip of the true fire sword pierced the black stone floor downwards. Rega flattened the letter and read each word silently.

Hang!

Damon looked left and right, his eyes falling on a headless corpse, and the anger in his eyes subsided.

 He originally wanted to leave Dragonstone and kill this bitch.

　　Sneaking away while he was sleeping.

Rhaenyra who arrived was surprised when she saw this scene: "Rhaegar, haven't you returned to King's Landing?"

"I am back again."

Rhaegar shrugged and turned to look at Allison who was going out behind him.

 He wanted to see what it was like for Her Majesty the Queen to be a thief with a guilty conscience.

Allison was uneasy and bit his lower lip tightly.

Otto took a step forward, protected his daughter behind him, and said solemnly: "Prince, you killed the great bachelor."

“Didn't you see it when you were hiding behind the door?” Rhaegar held the real fire inserted into the floor with one hand, his expression indifferent.

 He came here tonight for Melos and Ari Hewen, and he has achieved his goal.

 In just a few words, Leonor and others also rushed over.

 Seeing the tragic situation in the corridor, Leonor was shocked, his face was trembling and he was speechless.

Rhaegar didn't say much and thrust the note left by Melos into the king's hand.

 Having evil intentions towards the royal dragon, coupled with the previous lack of careful treatment, is enough to convict Melos of treason.

 “Hiss!”

At this moment, a dragon roar like a war drum rang through the night and entered the castle.

An idea flashed in Rhaegar's mind, and he quickly ran out of the corridor and rushed to an open-air balcony.

 Under the night sky, dark clouds cover the moon and the stars are hidden in the sky.

In the direction of the towering Longshan Mountain, a huge dragon soared into the sky, spraying out brilliant golden dragon flames.

 “Hiss!”

The giant dragon hovered in the night sky, roaring violently and endlessly, and the dark night frequently flashed with dazzling firelight. Following Rhaegar's actions, the others followed and looked at the raging dragon together.

Rhaenyra's eyes widened and she covered her mouth: “Wormithor! Who is it?”

 For such a big dragon, there is only Wormisor on the island, and I don't know who is trying to tame the dragon.

Rhaegar's eyes were solemn: “Father, or Aemond.”

The dragon's soaring in the sky is nearing the end of the success of the dragon, it is also a key part of obtaining the monsterless dragon.

 There is no weak coward on the back of any adult dragon.

 “Hiss!”

In front of everyone's eyes, Wormisor, who was far away in Longshan, suddenly went berserk, spraying dragon flames and running around in a direction that kept getting closer to the castle.

 The castle was built on a rock wall near the sea, not far from Longshan Mountain.

 According to Wormisor's speed, the golden dragon flame will be splashed on everyone's heads within a few minutes.

 “Hiss!”

 “Hiss…”

As if they sensed the approach of a furious adult dragon, several dragons resting around the castle were alarmed, screaming and flapping their wings as they took off into the air.

　　First there was Syracuse having fun in the back garden, then Menghuo and Yangyan resting on the cliff, and finally Thesselien curled up on the beach.

A total of four dragons flew over the castle together, neighing at each other restlessly, looking like they were at war with each other.

 “Oops, Vormithor has caused a dragon riot!”

Rhaenyra was startled and tried to communicate with Syrax.

Naihe, the four dragons were all on alert, several miles away, and occasionally took the time to glance at the crazy Wormisor in the night sky.

Rhaegar frowned slightly, sensing the location of the glutton early on.

The Glutton didn't leave Dragonstone and was wandering around the east coast.

 He suspected that the riots in Wormisall had something to do with gluttons.

 After all, the two sides have long had grievances.

The chaos lasted for a moment, and a huge object streaked across the night sky.

Under the cover of darkness, the Glutton appeared silently above the castle, letting out a thunderous roar.

 It felt the provocation of its defeated general and returned as quickly as possible.

“Glutton, come here!” Rhaegar shouted as he stepped onto the balcony railing.

 The rioting dragons must be dispersed as soon as possible, otherwise something bad may happen.

"Roar…"

The glutton roared, his green vertical eyes found the driver, and he folded his wings and landed at a low altitude.

The stone drum tower is tall and the back garden is spacious, barely allowing this dark dragon to stay temporarily.

 “You guys try your best to communicate with your dragons and don't go out and run around.”

Rhaegar gave an explanation and leapt forward without looking back, jumping towards the glutton's back.

The glutton stretched his neck until it was level with the stone drum tower, and Rhaegar easily jumped onto the dragon's back.

Too lazy to sit on the saddle, Rhaegar hurriedly shouted: "Glutton, let's go!"

Gluttony roared, flapped its dark wings and flew into the air, and a breath of green dragon flames rushed straight to the junction of the four dragons.

 “Hiss…”

The four dragons had long been on alert due to the appearance of the glutton. As soon as the green dragon flames came out, they fled in all directions.

 Especially Sunfire and Theselion.

One was punished by gluttons, and the other was not big enough to fit between teeth, so it flapped its wings desperately and fled.

 Menghuo is the oldest, with a body size reaching two-thirds of the glutton, and has a bad temper and roars in resistance.

The glutton turned his head angrily, and faced him with a blast of dragon flames. A pair of sharp hind legs appeared, and he planned to pounce on him and kill him.

 “Glutton, ignore it!” Rhaegar ordered calmly.

 This is not the time for internal strife.

 “Hiss…”

At the same time, Menghuo was burned head and face by the sudden dragon flames, hissing in fear and anger, and his light blue wings flapped randomly.

Suddenly, a rotten smell unique to dragons poured into his nose, instantly triggering Meng Huo's memory.

 At the time of the young dragons, there were only two young dragons on Dragonstone.

 One dream fire, one flash silver.

When the glutton, who is also a young dragon, appears for no reason, the peaceful situation is immediately broken.

　　Not to mention the long-lost Flash Silver, Meng Huo has been hunted alone as many as a dozen times.

 Each time, Long Kiss escaped and huddled in Longshan to recuperate for ten days and a half.

 “Hiss…”

Memories came to mind, and the dream fire screamed sharply, and the glutton immediately ran away in the middle of the rush.

 The speed is so fast that it feels like rolling and crawling.

"Roar…"

Gazing at the fleeing Dream Fire, the glutton growled irritably, and his green vertical pupils were filled with ferocious color.

 Choose an inconsiderate driver, it has not been open to meat for a long time.

 If we delay for a while, we can only go to that uninhabited archipelago to hunt for hybrid-like sharp-billed dragons.

 “Glutton, don't be too impatient.”

Rhaegar's eyes flashed slightly, and he spoke to comfort him: "Let's go drink Zhimisol first. There are still two pieces of sea monster meat left from last time."

　One person and one dragon have been together for many years, and they have long been in tune with each other.

He finally figured out that the gluttons were not stealing dragon eggs or preying on young dragons on the island in order to control the number of dragons.

This guy obviously went there for the smell of dragon meat.

 A **** dragon-eating maniac.

 (End of this chapter)

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