Game of Thrones: I Became a Crown Prince For a Day Chapter 487

Chapter 487: Parents love their children and have far-reaching plans

“A dream?”

Viserys grasped the point and put the bad mood behind him.

Rhaegar was a rare sleepwalker of House Targaryen.

Each special dream symbolizes some kind of meaning intertwined with reality.

Viserys pursued this talent diligently and paid special attention to it.

“I dreamed that two baby dragons hatched at the other end of the world.”

Rhaegar frowned slightly and spoke part of the dream.

　Viserys sat up straight, with a serious face: "The dragon is on Dragonstone?"

As the only remaining dragon king family, every dragon is a Targaryen treasure.

The exodus of the giant dragon is unimaginable.

The problem is too serious.

Rhaegar knew this and said softly: "I don't know, so I went back to Dragonstone Island to investigate carefully and find out some lost items."

The language is slightly modified to hide the information about the sea of smoke and the dragon's horn.

The two are beyond the scope of Targaryen's cognition, and naturally carry a dangerous label.

“Then set off quickly and don't miss any of the young dragons.”

Viserys was impatient and specially warned: "The dragon must not fall into the hands of Braavos, never!"

Nine free trade city-states spread across the western continent of Essos.

Braavos is undoubtedly the most special city-state based on its unique geographical and humanistic background.

The city-state is based on the junction of the Narrow Sea and the Trembling Sea. The surrounding reefs are covered with rocks and are shrouded in fog all year round.

The dragon may be able to fly over Braavos, but it will be difficult for the fleet to land in the port.

For this reason, the dragon kings of the Free Fortress Empire did not destroy the city-state, but instead continued to strengthen trade with the Iron Bank.

Look at the present moment.

Braavos has a favorable geographical location and a rich iron bank that rivals other countries.

The Targaryens have just experienced a great battle, and their soldiers and people are tired.

Rhaegar understood this and affirmed: "Don't worry, one incident of Mogul is enough."

He had a hunch that the war between Targaryen and Braavos was not now.

"That's good."

Hearing the eldest son's assurance, Viserys felt a little relieved.

For a wild dragon named Mogul.

He would rather break out a war with the Three Women Kingdom to recapture this wild dragon.

　　Although the result was not satisfactory, it was good that Mogul left an offspring.

Observing his father's weak look, Rhaegar didn't bother him much: "The sea snake and my aunt have just left the Red Castle, so I went to see them off."

"Okay." Viserys nodded and reminded: "While you are away, Rhaenyra will supervise the country for you."

In his heart, his favorite daughter has always had privileges.

Rhaegar accepted it gladly, opened the beaded curtain and went out.

He had to go to Dragonstone Island, and the Sea Serpent and Daemon returned to Tidehead Island together, so both sides were busy.

Sea Serpent and Daemon are the best armed forces. They use one sea and one air.

It's not good to use it. It's full of petty thoughts behind the royal family's back.

It is a double-edged sword that is difficult to master.

"etc."

Just as he was about to open the door, Viserys suddenly called to his eldest son.

Rhaegar turned around in confusion.

Viserys looked hesitant and said slowly: "Let the sea snakes and Daemon go beforehand. There will be some internal movements recently, so don't interfere."

Is there any action?

Rhaegar's eyes flashed, trying to figure out his father's plan.

“Don't make random guesses, it has nothing to do with you.”

Viserys had a sullen face. He didn't like his eldest son being so mean-spirited, and specifically warned: “The succession ceremony is being prepared. Whether it's Allison or Daemon, don't make any move.”

“Did you hear that!?”

At the end, his eyes suddenly became solemn.

Rhaegar glanced sideways slightly, aware of it in his heart, and promised: "Okay, I will concentrate on dealing with the baby dragon."

“Huh, let's get out.”

Viserys snorted and waved his hand like a fly.

Rhaegar raised his head and went out with mixed feelings in his heart.

Recall the fate of Allison and Daemon's entanglement with the sea serpent.

It is not difficult to guess that his father is paving the way for him to succeed to the throne.

It's during this period of waking up.

"prince!"

Stephen and Sir Laurent, who were standing guard, greeted in a low voice and looked meticulous.

Rhaegar looked at the two white knights, nodded and smiled: "Good work."

Stepping out of Maegor's Tower, Rhaegar was stopped in the front yard of the Red Keep.

There is a competition ground in the front courtyard, where many nobles and knights gather to watch the fun.

Rhaegar was dragged to a corner and asked in surprise: "Helena, what are you waiting for me here?"

In front of the door of the weapons depot, the brother and sister faced each other.

Helena was wearing a green cloak with a serious expression: "Mother is already praying in the church. I'm here to give you something."

As he spoke, he took out a stick-like object wrapped in black cloth from his cloak.

Rhaegar laughed dumbly, watching her unravel the black cloth layer by layer, revealing a long sword with an exquisite appearance.

Helena unsheathed her sword, and a cold light bloomed along with the crisp sword cry.

Rhaegar's smile faded and he took it seriously.

The sword is in the shape of a cross and is engraved with a seven-pointed star symbolizing the seven gods.

The sword body is silvery white and translucent, and the surface is covered with a layer of well-proportioned water ripples.

“Aware?” Rhaegar saw that the sword looked familiar at first sight and said, “This sword should be in the Tower of Heaven.”

Valyrian Steel Longsword—Alertness

　　The clan sword of Hightower in Oldtown.

Helena raised her face and said quite proudly: "You like to collect ancient objects. I wrote to Selena to discuss little Leonor. I sent it quickly."

Selena is Aegon's fiancée and a direct cousin of Mond and Otto.

Young Leonor takes over as the Lord of Oldtown and the patriarch of House Hightower.

The two of them are her little followers, handling a letter softly.

Rhaegar was filled with admiration and asked with a smile: "You're not giving it to me, are you?"

“That…that might not work.”

Helena looked embarrassed and stuttered: "Hightower's family sword, I wrote in the letter that it was borrowed, and it will be replaced after a while."

After saying that, her proud face turned red.

I feel sorry for my child.

Rhaegar smiled unkindly and pinched her cheek: "You're kidding me, I borrowed the sword and I'll return it in two days."

"oh!"

Helena was stunned for a moment.

Under Rhaegar's gaze, he covered his slightly raised chest with his little hands and breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm leaving first." Rega paused for a moment and evacuated decisively.

The alert is in hand, it's time to run away.

Speaking of which, when I stayed in the old town, I wanted to use "alertness" to trigger the explorer.

Unfortunately, the relationship is quite tense and there are no good opportunities.

I'm still thinking about borrowing it when I visit the old town again in a while.

Helena delivered it to her door in person, which couldn't be better.

When I just took over the sword, the system prompt sounded.

“This exploration mission has begun, and the target is the Valyrian Steel Sword—Vigilance.”

Leave behind the treasure-offering Helena and check the prompt panel.

【Alert】

Exploration progress: 0.5%

“There is an exploration progress of 0.5% at the beginning. It is estimated to be an epic relic.”

Rhaegar replaced true fire with vigilance and cursed secretly.

As time goes by, the rules for exploring relics gradually become clearer.

The Valyrian steel sword has something to do with its material, both of which are within the scope of exploration.

The sword itself is attached with historical events and time deposits, which will increase the grade of the relic.

Blackfire and Dark Sisters are the highest level.

The remaining Valyrian steel swords are limited by the lack of a good owner, and the relics are slightly inferior to the next level.

Alertness has been passed down by the Hightower family for thousands of years, and it can be considered a very good relic.

Rhaegar walked in a hurry.

It took Helena a long time to react, tilting her head: "Huh?"

You just left without a hug?

Helena beat her head, her pupils were unfocused, and she unconsciously murmured: "Who awakened the sleeping beast."

After saying that, he turned around and returned to his room in a daze.

Blackwater Bay.

On the endless sea, a dozen large ships set sail, and the conspicuous seahorse flags swayed in the wind.

“Grandpa, are we coming back?”

Rhaena stood on the deck, looking back at the mud door in a depressed mood.

The sea snake was right next to him, hugging the other person's petite and thin body and comforting him softly: "It will come. Your adoptive mother is here, don't forget it."

“Yeah.” Renia felt her grandfather's kindness and leaned her little head on his lap.

She is too small, standing up is not as tall as her grandfather's thigh.

Grandpa is indeed the strongest adventurer on nine voyages.

The intimate communication between an old man and a young man was interrupted by a sudden and wild roar.

Junlin, Mud Gate.

A giant dragon with green eyes, as black as coal, flew over the city wall, its wings that covered the sky covered the sea, and soared after the fleet in the distance.

“Hiss!”

Suddenly, there was another deafening roar like thunder.

Junlin, dragon's lair.

Vhagar's vertical pupils were cloudy, his old body ran slowly, and he jumped up using the power of the run-up.

That low roar was a demonstration from this hundred-year-old dragon.

Vhagar's vertical pupils gradually became sharper, staring at the dark dragon in front of him.

Mobilizing the violent power in his huge body, he flapped a pair of thick dragon wings with tiny holes in their membranes, trying to speed up the competition.

Not long after, two giant dragons, one black and one green, arrived at Blackwater Bay.

Glutton is calm and composed, the shadow of his body's reflection envelopes the entire fleet, and the dragon's tail is swaying to overtake him halfway.

Didn't care at all.

The sea snake looked up, half of its face covered in shadow, holding the tiny little Renya in its arms.

"so big!"

Renia sighed softly.

As if thinking of something, he turned back and glanced at the cabin.

Her baby dragon Dawn is in a cage.

The sea snake had a complicated expression and sighed: "Sooner or later, your dragon will grow to this big."

Lenia was dubious. She measured the glutton who was gradually moving away with her hand, and then put it on her belly for a little more measurement.

　　I immediately lowered my head and said in disappointment: "My Dawn is too small, only as big as a fingernail of my cousin dragon."

"Will not."

The sea snake smiled and caressed Renya's head.

“Hiss!”

Vhagar flew slowly, the dragon's body was level with the warship, and it soared up and down at a controlled speed.

Rhaena raised her head again and looked at her mother's dragon with envy.

“Hiss!”

“Hiss…”

Soon, two scarlet dragon shadows flashed past, surpassing the old Vhagar, and guarding the two wings of the fleet.

Thump thump thump…

The cabin door opened, and Benila dragged little Darren along and trotted along, looking at the dragons in surprise.

Especially when I saw the green Vhagar, I shouted: "Look, look, my mother's Vhagar, the largest and oldest dragon in the world."

Born in Targaryen, dragons are not unattainable creatures.

Adult dragons such as Vaghar, Glutton, and Vormisor are rarely shown to the public.

If the body is too large, it will cause panic.

Little Darren ran a few steps and was out of breath. He shook off Benila's little hand, pointed at the black dragon that was about to disappear in front of him, and said proudly:

“See, that's a glutton.”

“After eating Mogul, it surpassed Vhagar in size and became the largest dragon in the world.”

Benila was unconvinced and pointed at Vhagar: "It is the biggest, the God of War!"

“You are blind.”

Little Darren put his hands on his hips and retorted: "It's old. Have you heard of Deathwing?"

“I haven't heard of it, but I'm going to beat you up.”

Benilla's eyes were evil and she rolled up her sleeves angrily.

The little girl's character is inherited from her mother and father. She never talks nonsense when she can do something, and she grabs her playmates and blasts them with a hammer.

Little Darren is 3 years older and is actually no match for him.

Being chased by Benila, he ran all over the deck.

“Haha, naughty child.”

The sea snake smiled knowingly and looked far away at the mud door that was about to disappear from sight.

At the top of the city far away from the Mud Gate.

A figure stood silently, staring at the distant dragon and fleet across a thousand layers of sea water.

They looked at each other silently, seeing no one.

Just like that, everyone withdrew their gazes.

(End of this chapter)

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