Game of Thrones: I Became a Crown Prince For a Day Chapter 473

Chapter 473 Rhaenyra's hint

“Prince, you...”

A middle-aged doctor glared angrily and stretched out his hand to stop him.

Rhaegar curled up his lips: "Sacrifice yourself for others?"

Zila—

A fireball floated flexibly, hitting the middle-aged doctor's chest, instantly burning the entire body.

In an instant, the space seemed to be completely frozen.

Not only the remaining doctors were stunned, but Aegon and Aemond were also frozen in place, their eyes almost popping out of their sockets.

Rhaegar glanced sideways and said to his two younger brothers: "Watch it, I will only teach you once."

The five fingers were slightly pinched together, and seven points of red light were connected in a line, forming an alternative seven-pointed star pattern.

This is a fire witchcraft that he learned while sitting in the Starry Temple.

Use five fingers to build the cornerstone of magic power and create a five-pointed star pattern that can release five fireballs.

The fireball can be large or small, and can be controlled through the five-finger source point to the point where it can be controlled like an arm.

The seven-pointed star pattern used by Lei Jia is the result of subsequent improvements.

The second knuckle of the index finger and the palm of the hand develop two additional magic source points and advance to seven fireballs.

No more will do, no more than seven in one hand.

It cannot be less than five, otherwise it will not meet the magic transportation route of the pentagram and lose flexible control.

“Gulu!”

Aegon swallowed a mouthful of saliva, wishing he could lie down on the ground and watch.

Aemond's one eye widened and he stared at the palm that controlled the fireball.

Rhaegar waved his hand, and the remaining five fireballs were connected in a line, spinning rapidly around the seven doctors.

Several doctors with quick eyesight and quick hands protected the most important Dr. Levin in the middle.

Lega glanced sideways slightly and tapped his fingers.

The four fireballs seemed to come alive, smelling the smell, and knocked down the four doctors, then burned into dregs in the blink of an eye.

On the spot, only three of the nine cardinal doctors were left.

Hmm, there is still ashes on the ground.

Among these three people, in addition to Dr. Levin, who is under special protection, there is also the youngest doctor and a tall old man.

Rhaegar turned a blind eye, and only the second section of the index finger of the seven-pointed star glowed red.

　　Since he didn't see all the members of the Cardinal Council in the Starry Cathedral, he had already had murderous intentions.

Ten people are too many for a meeting, leaving two is enough.

The fireball trembled slightly, stopped rotating at high speed, and stayed in the air above the three people, releasing scorching heat like a small sun.

Tick tock!

Dr. Levin did not dare to move. A drop of hot sweat dripped down the wrinkled skin and fell to the floor.

The young doctor's eyes were full of fear, and he suddenly closed his eyes forcefully, maintaining a stiff posture.

The high temperature bakes and fear breeds, like a sharp sword hanging above the head, piercing the heavenly spirit at any time.

“Ho ho.”

The last tall old man was sweating profusely. He couldn't hold back the fear in his heart and staggered almost falling.

Rhaegar glanced at it, and the fireball fell rapidly, engulfing it from head to toe.

The tall old man did not even scream, and ended his life without pain.

Rhaegar turned a blind eye and put away the palm where the seven-pointed star disappeared.

Burning is an extremely cruel punishment in Westeros, and all it can do is speed up the suffering of the victim.

It is also considered a kind of kindness.

Plop! Plop!

Dr. Levin and the young doctor both fell down, their bodies drained of all their strength, and cold sweat broke through their rough academic robes.

Tilting his head and seeing the "remains" of his companion, his heart twitched suddenly, and he felt a mixture of intense sadness and fear.

They have imagined numerous negotiation processes.

Either coercion or inducement.

Only I didn't expect that the dignified crown prince would kill him over a disagreement.

“You two, have you rested?”

Rhaegar's voice was deserted.

Academics are a really annoying group.

The arrogance of looking higher than the top is revealed in his bones, he despises the worldly dignitaries, and thinks he has the truth in the world.

But I don't think about it carefully, is the truth a few books and a few pens, or is it the bronze wares of the ancestors and the iron wares of Andal?

Also, the Targaryen dragon.

Dr. Levin and the young bachelor were trembling all over. They finally realized what power was, and their heads filled with knowledge gradually drooped.

Half a sound.

The door to the guest room opened, and Rhaegar walked out with his two younger brothers, hands clasped behind their backs.

“Prince, please walk slowly.”

Earl Bulwe held the doorknob with one hand, took off his horn helmet with the other hand, and smiled an ugly and flattering smile.

Rhaegar waved his hand and said casually: "You can lead the team to stay in the school city and cooperate with Bachelor Tru."

“Yes, I promise to complete the task!”

Earl of Bulwe stood at attention, extremely serious.

Mont was stunned in the corridor, as if it was the first day he met his vassals.

“Is this still the same reckless man?”

It took only a cup of tea, and I agreed that I would rather die than surrender.

Feeling the attention, Count Bulwe glared at him and passed him by indifferently.

A dozen knights came out half of the line and left together.

"This this…"

Mond almost dropped his jaw and was trembling with anger.

Rhaegar held his shoulders and said with a smile: "I will visit the library first and the Towering Tower later."

After saying that, walk out of the corner of the corridor.

Aegon and Aemond gave their uncle a look of sympathy, then followed quickly with their necks hunched.

"ah?"

Mond was completely confused, and suddenly noticed the open door of the reception room.

The young doctor's crotch was wet, and he helped the trembling Dr. Levine up.

But, what about the other doctors?

Suddenly, Mond lowered his head and saw ashes and debris on the ground.

“Why do those scum look a bit like… ashes?”

At this thought, Mond shuddered. The more he looked at it, the more similar it became.

Turn your head, turn around, and run away!

At night.

At the Starry Temple, a shadow enveloped the night, and a huge thing landed in the square.

Rhaegar slid down the dragon's back, rubbed the ferocious dragon's kiss for a while, then climbed the steps and entered the temple.

Have been busy all afternoon, searching for the precious books in the school city.

I have to say that the Citadel deserves to have a monopoly on the culture of Westeros and has accumulated countless books.

A huge library is like a sea of books.

Rhaegar was afraid that an earthquake would cause the bookshelf to collapse and bury him alive in a pile of books.

Not long.

Under the guidance of the nun, we came to the inner hall where the guests were accommodated.

Said to be the inner hall, it is actually a spacious room facing the sun with simple and rustic decoration.

As soon as he reached the door, an ancient Valyrian nursery rhyme came out through the wooden door.

Rhaegar paused, gently twisted the door handle, and opened the door a crack.

With a smile on his lips, he looked through the crack in the door. Rhaenyra changed into a long red dress and sat on her knees on the carpet with her back to the door.

A cradle was kept at hand, gently rocking the baby inside.

I also held one in my arms and patted him gently to lull him to sleep.

Rhaegar was fascinated, and the door opened wider.

“Uh huh huh~~”

Rhaenyra seemed to be aware of this, and continued to coax the two children, humming nursery rhymes with a gentle voice.

Rhaegar was very familiar with it, it was called "Shepherd's Sunset".

As a child, Rhaenyra would often hug him and hum this nursery rhyme to lull him to sleep.

“Rhaenaela.”

Rega's eyes overflowed with tenderness and he called softly.

The nursery rhyme came to an abrupt end.

Rhaenyra still had her back turned, coaxing the child as if no one else was around.

It seems like I didn't hear the sound.

Rhaegar was startled, a flash of doubt flashing in his eyes.

Looking around, I saw two young nuns standing by the wall, looking down at their toes.

Rhaegar tilted his head, thinking of the speech he shouted during the day.

“Ahem…”

Rhaegar looked embarrassed and coughed twice to try to attract attention.

It's over, we've provoked the big female dragon again.

“Rhaenayla, I'm back.”

Rhaegar smiled with bared teeth, waved his hand to the two nuns to get out, and squatted down next to the cradle.

Rhaenyra glanced at him, handed out little Aemon in her arms, and said calmly: "You hold him for a while, and I'll tidy him up."

“Okay.” Rhaegar said obediently.

Rhaenyra turned around with a straight face, opened the skirt of her clothes, and wiped it gently with a handkerchief.

Rhaegar tilted his head to peek.

I haven't noticed it just now. There are two more humid pieces on Renila's chest, and the red fabric is not conspicuous.

Rega's eyes were clear and he whispered: “Has your **** increased?”

"right!"

Rhaenyra rolled her eyes, her face slightly red.

Her physique is very good, unlike her mother who had difficulty in giving birth.

Once the two children were born, their bodies recovered within a few days, and there was enough milk without the need to find a wet nurse.

That is, sometimes the milk will engorge or leak, and it will be hard and uncomfortable.

Lega moved her **** forward and said simply: "Shall I get some hot water and apply it on you?"

Rhaenyra:…

There is a language called speechless.

Rhaegar looked sideways and saw Rhaenyra's face was red and her head was almost steaming.

Looking around, he threw little Eamonn away and got up to fetch water.

It is inconvenient to go out, and it is not easy for servants to use it.

Soon, Lei Jia came back from fetching water, wetted the towel and started to move.

Rhaenyra sat back on the cradle and closed her eyes gently.

Apply a hot towel and the swelling will slowly disappear.

Rhaenyra's slightly frowned eyebrows relaxed and her mood improved a lot.

Late at night.

Under the moonlight, two babies were placed in the cradle, sleeping soundly.

Rhaegar turned sideways, his eyes moving.

Rhaenyra had her back to him, her arms resting on her head.

“I'll take care of the children, you go to bed first.”

Rhaegar took the initiative to take over the task.

"Um."

Rhaenyra's eyes were bleary-eyed, she had been too sleepy for a long time.

After a while, the snoring began.

Rhaegar propped up his upper body and blew out the candles, looking at the sleeping face with mixed emotions.

From the nun's mouth, Rhaenyra must have gotten the information she needed to know.

Otherwise, one would not be in a daze alone coaxing the child to sleep.

Rhaenyra didn't take the initiative to mention it, so it should be regarded as acquiescence.

"It's so kind of you."

Rhaegar buried his head in the hair of the other person's neck and whispered softly: "I will give the child a surname, that's all."

Allison's political interference aroused his vigilance.

Even if he marries more in the future, it will be enough for him to have one queen in Junlin.

Old Valyria had an explicit practice of polygamy.

There is only one wife, and her status is the same as that of her husband.

The status of the annexed wives varies, depending on their birth status, and usually does not override the first wife.

“Queen…”

Rhaegar muttered, his thoughts drifting away.

The wife of the Sea King of Braavos has no clear title. The wife of Prince Pentos seems to be called the Princess.

The palace system of the Gujis Empire is quite different, and there are also many names mixed together.

The next day, early morning.

School city, library.

A large number of soldiers poured into it, carrying books in bundles, placing them on carriages and taking them away.

Trew stood at the door of the library, his tall and fat body like a wall, always supervising the sloppy soldiers.

Behind him, dozens of bachelors were busy arranging the equipment of the institute.

Downstairs, hundreds of bachelor's assistants were even more frantic, searching for all useful drawings and files, vowing to evacuate the school city.

On the roof of the building, Dr. Levin was lying on the window and watching, with a look of extreme pain in his eyes.

As far as the eye can see, young doctors who share the same adversity join the moving team and lead the team to empty the expensive utensils.

That's right, he rebelled…

No, I found the truth!

Invited by the Crown Prince, he served as the second-in-command of the Royal Academy to break away from the decaying old academy.

At this point, only Dr. Levin is left to support the Cardinal.

library.

Rhaegar sat on the ground with a mountain of ancient books piled beside him.

Compared to yesterday, the way we dress today has changed drastically.

White lining, light red vest, and tall waist, especially highlighting the figure.

At first glance, it seems that it has been carefully taken care of.

At this time, Rhaegar lowered his head, holding an ancient book with a dragon on the page and reading it carefully.

“Brother!”

Emond suddenly shouted, climbed out of the pile of books, and held up a parchment book: "I found another ancient book passed down by the Dragon King family."

Rhaegar raised his eyes and saw seven or eight similar ancient books at his feet.

Aegon was lying in another pile of books, his whole body seemed to be broken, his eyes were numb and he muttered: "Rhaegar, I will also hand in one, please let me out."

(End of this chapter)

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