Game of Thrones: I Became a Crown Prince For a Day Chapter 426

Chapter 426 Changes in Dream Fire

The next day.

Two giant dragons, one black and one blue, soared together, hovering over the smokey Stonehelm City.

Beyond the city walls, ashes were spread for miles.

Suddenly, the ground shook slightly, and a large group of storm knights rode up.

There are a lot of them, about two thousand people.

The leader is none other than the Earl of Nightsong City, Royce Cullen.

The Knights of the Storm camped outside the city, and some officers entered the castle.

Royce felt anxious and climbed onto the damaged gray-white city wall.

“Brother, Earl Cullen is here.”

Helena looked back and forth between the two of them, quietly studying her brother's way of doing things.

Rhaegar's eyes flashed, and he heard the deep meaning of the other party's words.

Since ancient times, Dorne has often been in conflict with the Riverlands and Stormlands, and aggression and harassment against each other have become the norm.

Royce hesitated for a moment and said: "The combat power of the Riverlands army is limited, and most of them are recruited by force. It would be better for you to supervise them personally."

Royce retreated.

He is in Stonehelm City, and Nightsong City is under the care of his brothers who are left behind.

Rhaegar was relatively relieved and said thoughtfully: "Duke Tyrell has already sent out troops."

Rhaegar smiled slightly.

This kind of large-scale army can have a great impact if used properly.

Under a watchtower facing the sea, Rhaegar supported the parapet with his elbows and quietly watched the waves flow.

It is well known that the armies of the Riverlands and the Reach are the best equipped and the weakest.

Coupled with the constant fighting with the Dornish people, the territory is very large, but the population is not prosperous.

Royce glanced at the crown prince's profile and felt ashamed: "Prince, I will destroy the remnants of Dorne that are invading the Stormlands as soon as possible."

As the territory of Dorne Frontier, there is no fertile land next to rivers and no ports with developed maritime transportation, so it is not rich in nature.

Although Old Tyrell of Highgarden is mediocre and greedy for money and lust, he is very dedicated to his duties as the steward of the Reach.

He is referring to the destruction of the Shiwen family.

Talk about it in a smaller way.

Sven's family was cut off, and he had an inescapable responsibility.

They are both storm land nobles, and they are also noble families guarding the border.

He suspected there was more to Keolen than that.

Helena wears a green cloak, with two strands of silver hair behind her ears like ropes, braiding her long silver-gold hair that is naturally scattered.

To unleash the full combat effectiveness, it is best for the crown prince to take over.

“Thank you for your advice, Lord Royce.”

Old Turrell is old and has a pleasure-seeking temperament, so he will definitely not be able to lead an army on an expedition.

There will also be a large-scale invasion of Prince's Pass and Bone Road.

This large-scale Dornish invasion of the Stormlands is still very rare.

Once the Dornish Rebellion is over, Rhaegar's prestige in the Reach will rise to a new level, eclipsing the towering towers of Highgarden and Oldtown.

Speaking, he turned around and leaned against the wall naturally.

"I wish you all the best."

Every word and action is indescribably calm and composed.

Royce's face changed slightly, as if he had thought of the key factor, and quickly replied: "The shortage of major generals in Nightsong City depends entirely on the support of the Duke of High Court. The prince should start from this aspect."

He is the lord of Nightsong City.

Royce knelt down on one knee and said in a low voice: "I'm sorry, I failed to play the role of commander and caused this disaster."

War wears away people's patience, but beautiful scenery nourishes the mood.

The Reach is very wealthy. Excluding the troops from Oldtown who went out to sea to participate in the Battle of the Narrow Sea, there are at least 10,000 people stationed at Prince's Pass.

Rega turned his head slightly and saw a middle-aged man with a weathered face.

There are currently three dragons in the Stormlands. The Dornish War Commander fled and it was only a matter of time to eliminate the remaining remnants.

To garrison the fortress at Prince's Pass, Highgarden must dig into its wallet and provide manpower and material resources.

Rhaegar rubbed his brows and sighed softly: "As long as you know where the problem lies, I haven't had time to hold people accountable."

Rhaegar's eyes rippled, and his expression turned serious: "Olifa Yronwood fled. The remnants of Dorne are not a problem. I want to ask about the Vulture Mountains."

When he walked away, the brother and sister looked at each other.

Helena tilted her head and whispered: "Are we going to Highgarden?"

She thought of Little Rose in Highgarden, who took the initiative to make friends with her.

"perhaps."

Rhaegar spoke ambiguously.

For the time being, there are no fewer than three places where wars are known to have broken out.

Braavos attacks Pentos.

The Stormlands sweep away the remnants of Dorne.

There is also the threat from the Vulture Mountains.

“Hiss…”

A sharp dragon roar came, interrupting the brother and sister's chat.

Rhaegar looked up and saw an ugly mud dragon flying over and circling the sea below the watchtower.

In the claws of the mud dragon, a silly goat was gripped.

“It hasn't given up yet.”

Helena's voice was soft.

The sheep thief neighed and moved closer, wanting to please the goat but not daring to do so, stimulating the goat to bark wildly.

Looks like he wants to exchange the goat for something.

Rhaegar's posture remained unchanged and he couldn't help laughing: "This guy is really smart, but he doesn't look like a dragon."

Giant dragons are very proud, and the mud dragon is a little embarrassed.

Helena puffed out her cheeks and stretched out her little hand: "No."

She was talking to the mud dragon.

The sheep thief looked around, the vertical pupils in the sunken eye sockets appeared for inspection, and he refused to leave.

The two giant dragons flying in the sky gradually lowered their stature and roared in warning.

The sheep thief was startled and hurriedly stayed away.

The two giant dragons folded their wings and stepped on the gray-white city wall with their hind feet.

"Roar…"

The glutton's green eyes flashed, targeting the dishonest sheep thief.

A giant dragon with a sneaky dog is definitely not a good thing at first sight.

Menghuo chirped softly and landed next to Helena. An elegant light blue dragon head stretched out to the driver's shoulder. Helena smiled and stroked the tall dragon.

Rega looked at one person and one dragon, especially the energetic Menghuo, and commented: "Menghuo is very energetic."

This is the first giant dragon he has ever come into contact with in a real sense.

Slender figure with gorgeous silver lines, her temperament is as outstanding as her appearance.

Menghuo glanced at Rhaegar with his vertical pupils, opened his mouth slightly and kissed him, letting out a slight neigh from his throat.

Helena rubbed her face against it and said in an expectant voice: "Menghuo ate that scale and was in a very high mood."

Just last night, the brother and sister gave Menghuo the [Dragon Essence] to swallow.

Gluttons and sheep thieves were present.

When he saw [Dragon Essence], Gluttonous was very calm, as if he was looking at an ordinary scale.

The sheep thief drooled immediately, staring at the [Dragon Essence] in the shape of dragon scales, his eyes gleaming.

Menghuo swiped it away with his tail and swallowed the dragon scales first.

Facts have proved that [Dragon Essence] does not seem to be attractive to adult dragons, but instead arouses fanaticism for dragons who have not yet reached their peak.

Menghuo arched the driver, staring at the sheep thief who refused to leave with his vertical eyes. A pair of light blue wings spread out, giving an unceremonious warning.

It is very large, with a head-to-tail distance of more than 80 meters and a wingspan of up to 100 meters.

This size is far inferior to that of Glutton, and inferior to Wormisor and Silverwing of the same age, but it is still more than enough to outshine the sheep thief.

Colaxio and Melias are about 60 to 70 meters in size, and the sheep thief is over 70 meters tall.

According to the ancient records of Dian Lijia, the former two are of normal size, while the latter is the best among mature dragons.

Excluding the factor of wild dragon, the former two are not as good in size, but have more eye-catching talents.

Colakxiu is nicknamed the Blood Worm. His slender snake-like body is a mutant species, his character is brutal and bloodthirsty, and his dragon flames are powerful and domineering.

Melias was known as the "fastest dragon" when she was young, and no dragon could surpass her in this regard.

Rhaegar was fascinated by the sight and murmured in his heart: "Size is not the decisive factor, more emphasis is placed on the use of talent."

Just as he was thinking about it, Meng Huo jumped forward a short distance, baring his fangs fiercely.

The sheep thief immediately dropped the goat and flew away in despair.

As a wild dragon, not fighting easily is also a survival skill.

Helena was delighted to see it, and was happy with the change in Meng Huo.

Menghuo used to have a ferocious temperament, but would not provoke other dragons.

After swallowing special scales, he becomes very domineering.

"Roar…"

Menghuo roared low, the dragon's head nudged the driver, and then flapped its wings and flew away.

Helena was startled, her expression was very cute.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but she seemed to feel what Meng Huo wanted to express.

Spitting dragon flames, hunting with big mouths...

Seems to be a positive growth change.

Helena did not hide anything and told her brother truthfully.

Rhaegar only replied: "Good thing."

The time comes in the afternoon.

Stonehelm is a bustling city. Storm warriors are repairing the city walls and gates, and the remaining servants are preparing cauldrons for cooking.

"Princess…"

Helena was walking in the kitchen alone, and the cooks and attendants passing by said hello.

Helena nodded in response and checked the cellar inventory.

After the looting by the Dornish people, the cellars and granaries were basically wiped out, and they were all maintained by the dry food transported by the Storm Riders from Crow's Nest City.

Helena has no mood swings, so check carefully.

Her brother discussed the strategy of cleaning up the storm ground with Lord Royce, and she applied for a job supervising the cooking.

Although it is a bit useless, a little bit of learning is always good.

And coming full circle, Helena decided that cooking was not easy.

How can it be simple when it comes to soldiers filling their bellies?

While making noodles with his own hands, there was a noise in the corridor outside the kitchen.

Helena wiped the sweat from her forehead and looked suspiciously deeper into the corridor.

At a corner, a head with silver-blond hair poked out.

“Eamond?”

Helena murmured, put down the basin and looked for it.

The people around him didn't pay attention and were still cooking in full swing.

Soon, the siblings met at a hidden corner.

Eamond had a sullen face, as if he was deep in thought, and did not speak immediately.

“If you have anything to say, ask directly, you don't have to hide it.”

Helena's eyes are clear and there is no deception at all.

"you…"

Aemond opened his mouth, looked around cautiously, made sure there was no one around, and then said, "I see you and Rhaegar hugging each other."

When the words were spoken, the grievance was visible to the naked eye.

Helena: “Are you jealous?”

Emond was choked and said in despair: "I have a marriage contract."

I don't deny it, I am self-aware.

Helena asked directly: "Then what do you want to say, break off the engagement?"

"No!"

Aemond was startled and quickly stopped his sister from talking nonsense.

This sister is good at everything, but she has a mouth that loves to tell the truth.

Helena shrugged and stared at Aemond with her eyes, giving him a guilty look.

Eamond still wanted to refute, but gradually lowered his head and said helplessly: "You shouldn't be like this, you are almost an aunt."

He went to look for the sheep thief in the morning and happened to see two people getting intimate on the city wall.

This is not possible!

Aemond was worried and advised: "Rhaenayla is a bad woman. If she knew about this, she would sell you to a brothel in Lys."

Helena:…

He is indeed a child raised by his mother. He even speaks the same words.

(End of this chapter)

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