Game of Thrones: I Became a Crown Prince For a Day Chapter 361

Chapter 361 Very good, let's start the war!

“Prince Rhaegar, don't you think you are being too aggressive?”

Kui Dou interjected from the side, his fat, dark face tense.

Rhaegar looked him up and down and said disdainfully, "Myr, in what capacity are you speaking to me?"

"I am the general representative of the Three Women Country, and I am responsible for this negotiation." Kuidou said and straightened his clothes.

Since the end of the Second Battle of the Stepstones, Myr has suffered a major blow and he is the only governor left.

 In the process of rebuilding Myr, he made a lot of money and became the richest merchant in the city-state.

 “Haha, what a great general representative.”

Rhaegar sneered and glanced at the people in the Three Women's Kingdom one by one. Finally, he stared at the dark fat man and said coldly: "I only want to ask you one thing, do you still want to return Mogul?"

Being stared at by his purple eyes, Kui Dou's nerves tightened and he swallowed secretly.

 He felt a little horrified, but when he thought that Myr could train the dragon first, there was nothing he couldn't do.

 It is the nature of businessmen to pursue profits.

Kui Dou straightened his back vigorously, his belly bulged, and he said in a deep voice: "The Mogul you are talking about is a wild dragon. It has no owner or driver, and now belongs to the Kingdom of the Third Daughter!"

 “That's nonsense!”

Rhaegar's face turned cold and he said word by word: "My great-grandmother Queen Alexa's mount Silver Wing still lives on Dragonstone Island. It also has no driver. Does this mean you can land on the island to capture it?"

Kui Dou gritted his teeth and said: "Targaryen has never had an adult dragon named Mogul. It is basically a masterless dragon."

“You are determined not to hand over Mogul, then prepare for the baptism of blood and fire!”

Rhaegar's face was as cold as frost and he completely lost his patience.

 The negotiations between Targaryen and the Three Women's Kingdom have failed!

 The participants at the stone table were all in high spirits.

 Helena clenched her fists nervously, and Emond's eyes flashed with excitement. He turned aside the representatives of the three female countries beside him and stared at his eldest brother in unison.

Seeing the tit-for-tat confrontation between the two sides, the depressing atmosphere made it difficult to breathe.

Ferrege quickly stood up and said with a hearty smile: "Don't be angry yet. We can slowly discuss the ownership of a wild dragon."

boom-

As soon as she finished speaking, Rhaenys stood up from the table, faced Ferregor beside her with a cold face, and asked: "Sea King, Targaryen will not let anyone fall into his hands, let alone anyone who watches the dragon. Cunning guy!"

 In an instant, the temperature in the conference room dropped to freezing point.

Everyone only heard that the Sea King of Braavos was duplicitous and secretly supported the Three Women's Kingdom in suppressing Targaryen.

Even played word games such as "wild dragon" and "right of ownership" that insult people's intelligence.

Rhaegar looked away and said politely: "Sea King, with your words, can I think that you have formed an alliance with the Three Women to declare war on Targaryen?"

His eyes were staring straight at Ferrego, obviously he was sitting on a chair, but he seemed to be looking down from above.

Ferregor was speechless for a moment, glanced at Melquido, and said with a strong attitude: "Prince Rhaegar, wild dragons do not belong to Targaryen."

“I didn't know that there were dragons in the world that were not Targaryen?”

Rega smiled, glanced at the whole audience playfully, crossed his hands in front of him, and said calmly: "Very good, let's start the battle!"

 He was fed up with the behavior of these Free Trade City merchants.

Since they want war, give them a song of blood and fire that will be remembered in history!

 “It's too much to bully others!”

Kui Dou suddenly became furious and cursed angrily: "You thought this was still the time of the Free Fortress, when Targaryen was just a poor dragon king, and Essos, a dragon with a noble bloodline than yours, grabbed a lot of them!"

 At the same time, representatives from Reese and Telos stood up one after another, and the negotiation turned into a farce of confrontation.

Crunch—

The chair under Rhaegar moved backwards, scraping against the floor and making a shrill scream.

Kui Dou's face was gloomy, staring at the silver-haired boy who stood up slowly in front of him, his big belly rising and falling with rapid breathing.

 He has five hundred Unsullied soldiers in his hands, and the Sea King of Braavos is an ally of the Three Women.

This is how he dared to scold the Targaryen Crown Prince.

Kui Dou's breathing became heavier and heavier. He glanced at his ally Ferrego from the corner of his eye and puffed out his chest proudly.

As soon as his eyes turned around, a big hand as white as jade stretched out in front of him.

boom-

His dark head hit the stone table hard. Kuidou wanted to scream but was choked in his throat. His throat was pinched tightly by a big hand.

 “Myr, I admire your courage.”

There was a sneer on the corner of Rhaegar's mouth, he pinched the other person's neck like a chicken, held down his dark fat face and pounded the table continuously.

  Comparing how hard they were, blood flew everywhere, venting the frustration in my heart without any reservation.

 A humble slave trader is really looking for death!

 “Stop!…”

This scene happened so fast that the representatives of Reese and Telos were startled and shouted loudly.

As soon as the words were spoken, Helena, who had a tight face, flicked her sleeves, took a small pocket sword, put it directly against the temple of the young man from Lis, and said with a slight trembling: "Don't move!"

At almost the same moment, madness flashed in Aemond's eyes. He picked up the porcelain cup on the table and smashed it with a bang. He held a sharp piece of porcelain and placed it across the neck of the young Telos man.

Blood was flowing, and his throat was almost cut.

 The old man Qohor turned pale and said in a panic: "Fellow Targaryens, you have something to say."

Just as he was about to stand up with his old arms and legs, Aegon suddenly got angry, grabbed his head and slammed it on the table, making a strange voice: "Old man, you are still a human being!"

 In an instant, the conference room became an execution ground.

 The four heirs of Targaryen continued to unleash their aggression.

 They have all been waiting for this moment for a long time.

 “Stop! Stop it, everyone!”

Ferego's expression changed drastically. He looked at the cold-faced Rhaenys and then at the executioner-like Rhaegar. He couldn't help but feel angry. The lean swordsman beside him immediately drew his sword and protected Neptune behind him.

Hearing noises outside the door, a group of guards quickly rushed into the conference room, holding spears and scimitars and surrounding everyone.

Rhaenys looked arrogant, holding the dark sisters in her hands, looking at Ferregor who was huddled at the door.

At the conference table, only Representative Pantos and Damon were left who had not yet stood up.

 “Everyone…”

The Pentos representative was stunned and stood up to make peace.

Damon held his shoulders, paying attention to the movements of his nephews and nieces, staring at Ferrege with interest, and said with a smile: "Why, you still want to keep us here?"

Hearing this, Ferrego's head seemed to explode, and he suppressed his anger and said: "Prince Daemon, you openly attacked guests in my palace, do you think Braavos is easy to bully?"

"Oh?" Daemon rubbed his chin with his fingers and asked, "Didn't you first think that Targaryen was easy to bully?"

Ferrego laughed angrily, his beard waving wildly, he raised his hand and pointed at Rega who was like a ball, and shouted: "He is already committing murder!"

Rhaegar was banging Kuido's head as hard as he could, and looked back to warn: "If you don't want this finger, keep holding it up."

"you…"

Farege was furious and couldn't believe that the Iron Throne, which had always been weak, acted so openly this time.

 A sudden, roaring sound like a bell suddenly appeared, penetrating through layers of obstacles and echoing in the empty conference room.

next moment.

 In front of the tall floor-to-ceiling windows of the conference room, a dark color appeared.

Ferrego only glanced at it, then his legs weakened and he backed away in fear.

A jet-black dragon head slowly poked out from under the glass window sideways, its green vertical pupils shone with a cold light, like an evil **** spying on the world.

"Roar…"

 The giant dragon's snout opened wide, exposing its staggered sharp fangs, and a puff of smoke-like green dragon flames shot out into the sky.

The high temperature of the dragon flames spread quickly, and the glass window shattered under the load, and waves of scorching hot water poured into the room.

Even though he was more than ten meters away, Ferrego's hair and beard were burned and burnt, and there was a faint smell of paste.

Rhaegar turned his back to the dragon flames, his silver hair flying in the wind, and his purple eyes shining brightly.

Hold the half-dead Kui Dou with his face covered in blood and flesh with one hand, and drag him towards Ferrego like a dead dog.

 “Stop!”

The lean swordsman gave a low drink and looked back and forth fearfully at the dark dragon.

 In contrast, the guards surrounding the room collapsed immediately. They were so frightened that they all urinated and wailed in the high temperature.

Rega stopped halfway, with a trace of evil spirit between his brows, and said solemnly: "I said, let's start the war!"

 After saying that, he smashed Kuidou's throat with one punch, dug his five fingers into the flesh with his backhand, and tore a section of his throat to pieces.

 “Ho ho…”

Kui Dou couldn't even scream. He clutched his throat with a ferocious face, his fat black body twisted like a maggot, and died slowly and painfully.

Rhaegar glanced at Ferrego and said contemptuously: "Sea King, the first drop of blood in the war is born from this moment."

The palm soaked in sticky blood was raised, and the soft throat flew out and fell down like trash.

 The throat slid across the white stone floor, leaving dazzling blood stains, and stopped at Ferrego's feet.

Ferrego was stunned, his chest heaving violently, anger and fear filling his heart at the same time, making it impossible for him to say a word to please or curse.

Rhaegar didn't care at all. He bent down and took off a silk handkerchief from Kuidou's breast pocket to wipe his hands. As he walked out the door, he said, "The dragon will be the first to come to Lys, so look forward to it."

His words seemed to be a clever note, which aroused the echo of several younger brothers and sisters.

 Helena glanced at Representative Rees timidly, pushed hard with her chubby hand, and the pocket sword pierced her temple and penetrated her entire head.

 Stab it!

 Aemond struck faster, and the porcelain shard directly opened the throat of Catalos, and blood spurted out three feet away.

Not to be outdone, Aegon smiled strangely and grabbed the old man Qohor's head, intending to hit it on the table and smash his head.

 Old man Kehor was so frightened that he peed his pants and cried, "I am not the same as them."

"Um?"

Aegon's men paused, swept away Helena and Aemond, who had succeeded, made a disdainful cut, and let go of the old thing.

 So far, following Rhaegar's example, four young Targaryens have walked out of the door one after another.

 “Haha, what a good show.” Damon stood up with a smile and dragged the Pentos representative out.

 This is how war should be fought, the more intense the fight, the better.

 The elder brother's children are more **** than his elder brother.

Rhaenys frowned secretly, turned around and left the conference room without commenting on the actions of her juniors.

After all the Targaryens came out, Ferregor looked at the corpses and screaming guards on the ground, trembling and dazed.

After taking a few breaths of labored breath, Ferrego turned his head and stared at the silver-haired figures in the corridor, unable to control himself and wanting to curse.

As if they felt the malice behind them, the silver-haired figures all turned their heads, standing close together and looking back at each other.

 The light in the corridor is dim, and the white stone walls seem to cast a shadow.

 The six pairs of purple eyes are of different heights, but they shine with the same cold light in the dim environment.

Farege burped, the words stuck on his lips, and he swallowed hard down his throat.

A sentence came to my mind in a hurry.

 “Blood and fire come from the same source!”

　　One more chapter.

 (End of this chapter)

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