Game of Thrones: I Became a Crown Prince For a Day Chapter 479

Chapter 479 Sad Otto (Happy Dragon Boat Festival)

"Peace!"

Rhaegar's tone was affirmative, and he continued: "Those who should be conquered have been conquered, those who should be surrendered chose to kneel, and the kingdom needs to recuperate."

Damon frowned and was unconvinced: "There are still many rebels in Dorne, and Braavos is just pretending."

“This is my father's wish.” Rhaegar's eyes were bright.

The new Sea King of Braavos offers good peace terms, willing to settle the Dornish rebellion and maintain trade in the disputed lands.

The Targaryen had no reason to refuse.

Daemon obviously didn't think so. He just thought that his nephew was trying to suppress his brother and said unfavorably: “As long as Viserys is willing, we will block the waters of Dorne and kill all those sand people sooner or later.”

“Braavos is right on the edge of the Shivering Sea. A few dragons will fly over and bombard it into ruins within a month.”

Viserys is weak and longs for false peace.

Rhaegar shook his head and chuckled, not following the good uncle's strategy, but instead asked: "Have the ruins of Tyrosh been rebuilt?"

“Huh?” Damon narrowed his eyes.

Rhaegar glanced at his sleeping father and continued: "Today, Lys and Myr have not been completely rebuilt, and hundreds of thousands of people are struggling every day. We cannot just occupy an ashes city."

　　After occupying the Three Women's Kingdom for several months, they have not yet ruled in the true sense.

Now that the Martell family of Dorne has taken the lead in declaring their surrender, the Dorne realm that was reduced to ashes under the dragon's wrath will also be included in the territory of the Iron Throne.

But occupation and **** are two different things.

Rhaegar couldn't help but smile: "It's funny, I haven't arranged for the internal affairs talents to go to Lys and Myr.

Dimon's eyes flashed dangerously, warning: "If we don't take advantage of the opportunity to work hard now, it will be difficult to have such a good situation in the future."

He recognized the difficult and complicated diseases raised by his nephew.

Targaryen has the strength to conquer Dorne and the Free Cities, but does not have the corresponding governance capabilities.

The most important point.

　Today, Tyrosh still uses the officials he had before the conquest. When he is away from the city-state, Mesalia manages it entirely.

The only reason for not giving up the war is inner pride and desire for trust.

Lega had a good eye for fire and figured out the thoughts of his good uncle, and said: "You will not become fat after one bite, but you will choke to death."

Conquer the Three Kingdoms and Dorne. The territory includes the Stepstone Islands, the Sea of Dorne, and the Summer Sea. Just managing and garrisoning them is a difficult problem.

The money spent is an astronomical amount.

Since his father is bedridden, he has only one idea for the time being.

Stop wars, restore gains from new territories, and accumulate wealth for the next war.

Dimon lowered his head and thought deeply, considering the wealth and prestige gained from this war, and the great cause in the plan, and said coldly: "What do you want me to do?"

“Support me and my father, don't side with the sea serpent and help him do harm.”

Rhaegar was straightforward.

“The sea serpent is only seeking revenge for his son.”

“Do you believe this yourself?”

Rhaegar asked rhetorically and lifted the fig leaf: "The Sea Serpent has lost his heir. He just wants to use war to drag everyone down and satisfy his own selfish desires."

The Velaryon family is more than just a sea serpent.

The late Wymonde Velaryon raised five sons.

This does not include other side bloodlines.

The fundamental reason why the sea snake refused to let go was that it was unwilling to hand over Chaotou Island, which had pushed it to its peak, to outsiders, and wanted to gain a sliver of leeway for itself.

Damon said: "Since you can see it so clearly, you should know that he and I are on the same side."

That was his father-in-law and best ally.

Rhaegar glanced sideways and said calmly: "I will make you the Prince of Tyrosh, and Tyrosh will be the land of the family you established."

Damon smiled evilly: "Deal."

Private occupation is better than an upright enfeoffment.

This is what he wants.

Fiefdom/identity!

Next to the night, sunset at dusk.

Leonor received the envoys from Braavos and Dorne and led them to the throne room.

At this time, the hall was full of people.

Rhaegar holds the black fire and sits on the Iron Throne, looking down from above.

Daemon sat first on the Iron Throne, with an uncertain smile on his face.

“Prince, the messenger is here.”

Leonor stood opposite Daemon and respectfully introduced the two envoys.

On the Braavos side is a lean man with brown curly hair, with a golden watch hanging on his chest. The whole person exudes a refined and rigorous demeanor.

Dorn is a tall young man with white blond hair and blue eyes, wearing a set of heavy plate armor.

The lean man bowed and saluted, and was the first to speak: "Dear Breaker of Shackles, Bales of Braavos sends you my sincere greetings. May you inherit the greatness and wisdom of the conqueror."

“Please get up!”

Rega said loudly.

The tall young man took a step forward, put one hand on his chest, and said respectfully: "Doris of House Dane, on behalf of Prince Quill of Sunspear, greets you."

Rhaegar looked at him carefully and asked, "Who are you, Davos Dane?"

Doris's expression remained unchanged and he replied: "He is my cousin, the strongest knight in Starfall City, and the late Foxiao Divine Sword."

Rhaegar nodded to show that he understood and went straight to the point: "The proposal of the Sea King of Braavos is very tempting. The Iron Throne yearns for peace, but it is really forced to cause war."

Bells smiled slightly: "Spandam Sea King also likes peace and asked me to bring you a gift."

He clapped his hands, and several Fanbang people came in carrying a box.

The box was opened, and it was filled with all kinds of gold, silver, jewelry, and valuable antique porcelain.

Rhaegar didn't care about this and said casually: "I have received the sincerity from the King of the Sea." Bells waved his men to retreat and suggested: "The King of the Sea also said that the money borrowed from the Bank of Myr will be settled at the best exchange rate. Support the repair of the city-state.”

The corners of Rega's mouth raised, secretly thinking, is this a reminder to himself not to cheat and not pay back the money?

However, the other party is very controversial, and he is not a bad person. He smiled and said: "Thank you Neptune for me. The Iron Bank has been famous for a long time and will continue to lend money in the future."

It doesn't matter if you don't pay it back, you must borrow it if you borrow it.

It would be better to get stuck in the sixty-year repayment period and launch a war to capture Braavos in advance.

Then you don't have to pay back the money.

Bels's eyelids twitched slightly and he cursed secretly.

The Iron Throne continues to borrow money, shouldn't it be repaid?

Rhaegar shifted his gaze directly and landed on Doris, thinking of the color green in his mind.

Opened his mouth slightly, wanting to ask a question.

Suddenly, there was a rush of footsteps outside the hall, and a figure walked straight in.

Colliss walked up to the people with a sullen face and angrily, and asked as soon as he came up: "Prince, the Dornish rebellion is still going on, and the soldiers on the front line are fighting bravely. How can you negotiate a peace without authorization!?"

"shut up!"

Without Rhaegar's words, Leonor shouted angrily and said angrily: "Lord Corliss, you are dealing with the regent. You are just a minister. Don't forget your identity and etiquette!"

Questioning the decision-making discussed between the king and the crown prince, he thought that as the prime minister, he was just doing nothing.

Colliss was speechless by the rebuke, and gritted his teeth and said: "Sorry! I just have a reasonable question, as a naval marshal."

The words just fell.

Rhaenys hurried over, her eyes showing a hint of inexorable exhaustion.

She first nodded to the superior Rhaegar to show respect, then stood next to Corliss and whispered in her ear: "Look at where Daemon is standing."

Colliss was shocked when he heard this, and finally noticed Daemon standing under the Iron Throne, looking at him with a smile on his face.

“Damn, this repetitive villain.”

Collis gritted his teeth in hatred.

The two of them clearly had a word in mind and worked hard for each other's benefit.

Rhaenys saw through her husband's thoughts and said, "Daemon only does his best for himself."

She has never had a good impression of her son-in-law and cousin Damon.

Just like after rescuing Pentos, she asked him to stay and guard the disputed land.

Daemon rushed to Dorne regardless.

Leonor interrupted the couple's whispers and said in a loud voice: "Lord Corliss, this is not a hothouse on Tidal Head Island for you to treat as you like."

Collis's already dark face turned even darker, and he said in a sullen voice: "The peace negotiation is of great importance. His Majesty and the Crown Prince should convene a royal meeting to make a decision, rather than act arbitrarily."

Leonor didn't have a good face, and he was about to retaliate when he opened his mouth.

Rhaegar interrupted with a wave of his hand, signaling him to wait.

Faced with Corliss's questioning, leaving Leonor to deal with it alone will obviously not achieve the goal.

Colliss' eyes moved to Rhaegar, wanting to see what he had to say.

Rhaegar knocked on the black fire without a trace of smile: "Lord Corliss, the peace negotiation is inevitable, and you have no right to object."

“I am the Sea Lord, and also the Admiral in time of war.”

Collis points to himself with his right hand, further emphasizing his identity.

In the War of the Narrow Sea and the War of Dorne, the Velaryon family contributed the most and was always at the forefront of the battlefield.

Rhaegar's eyes flashed slightly and he said: "I know that you have made a great sacrifice. If you really have any questions or difficulties, we will hold a family dinner later and we can solve the problems together."

There are many things that cannot be said openly, especially in today's situation.

Colliss frowned, obviously reluctant.

Rhaenys gave him a hand and smiled: "We will look forward to this dinner."

　　After a pause, he said with deep meaning: "It's like hoping that the Iron Throne will win, even if you give everything you have, you will still be happy."

Speaking, his eyes were fixed on his nephew, believing that he would understand.

Rhaegar understood it completely and expressed his understanding: "Don't worry, everyone will like this dinner."

“Very good.” Rhaenys's smile became brighter and she clapped her hands: “Let us take our leave first and prepare for the dinner.”

“You think so, Corliss?”

Colliss looked sideways slightly, looked at his wife's warning eyes, and lowered his head helplessly: "Yes, Prince."

People have to bow their heads under the eaves.

Targaryen is no longer the Targaryen of the past, and Velaryon is no longer the Velaryon of the past.

Rhaegar smiled: "Okay, the dinner is waiting for you two."

Secretly relieved, grateful for Aunt Rhaenys's thoughtfulness.

After all, Corliss was so outstanding in battle that he even sacrificed his only son, almost severing his bloodline.

With Velaryon's background and the relationship with Lannar.

Fearing each other is the worst possible outcome.

Rhaenys nodded to Damon and Lionel again, pulling Corliss away quickly.

Stay away from this place of right and wrong.

After the interlude, Rhaegar's eyes fell on Doris again.

Doris took the initiative to speak after a long time of preparation: "Prince, I encountered a suspicious person in the Summer Sea, and I took it upon myself to capture him."

After beckoning outside, two knights with the Dane family crest on their armor pressed one person in.

Thick curly beard and hair, black clothes with green stripes, and an extremely familiar face.

Otto was in a state of embarrassment, letting the two knights walk with their arms crossed. One left leg was limp, dragging the cold black stone floor.

boom-

The two knights pushed hard, and Otto fell heavily to the ground, letting out a muffled groan of pain.

(End of this chapter)

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