Game of Thrones: I Became a Crown Prince For a Day Chapter 507

Chapter 507 Adam and Castor

Berron was unprepared and was dragged into a dark room.

The layout of the house is complex, like a honeycomb of cubicles.

The walls have no windows, the interior is damp and dark, and the gaps between the bricks and stones are covered with moldy moss.

Berron struggled hard, thinking there was a trafficker.

“Hush, don't make a sound!”

Hairy head lying on his shoulders, with a strange accent

But it can be clearly heard that she is a little girl.

Berron immediately calmed down when he heard the sound, stretched out his hand and broke away the dirty hands covering his mouth.

At a casual glance, the skin is olive-colored, and there is an obvious rough feeling when the fingertips rub against the cheek.

The owner of the little hand did not refuse.

"Who are you?"

Berron quickly distanced himself and turned to stare at the stranger who came to rescue him.

A healthy girl who looks young and has fluffy black hair.

“My name is Ricinus.”

The girl had a dark complexion and a pair of almond-shaped eyes. She looked up and down at the silver-haired boy as if he were a treasure.

Berron felt uncomfortable and silently took a step back.

At first glance, the other person is several years older than him and looks very fierce.

Her not-so-pretty face was covered with freckles on both sides of her cheeks.

The bridge of the nose is collapsed and crooked, and there is an obvious scar on the tip of the nose, as if it was broken by a punch.

Hand in a pair of widely spaced eyes, there is always a glow of confidence.

"you…"

Berron was hesitant and wanted to say that there was an assassination outside.

Unexpectedly, Castor showed a big smile, grabbed his collar and dragged him into the house, saying proudly: "Hi! Aranda, I also caught a dragon."

As he spoke, he kicked open an old door panel, and a beam of dim light pierced his eyes.

In the interplay of light and darkness, the bed frame creaked under the weight.

A middle-aged woman with the same fluffy curly hair and a strong figure is working.

Ricinus suddenly broke in, which should have shocked the fighting woman, and she quickly got off her horse.

"Feel sorry!"

Ricinma immediately turned around, too embarrassed to look.

Berlon was stunned and dizzy.

How could a grand prince of a country have seen such a grand scene?

The curly-haired woman cursed, picked up her skirt and put it on.

Seeing that the situation was not going well, Ricinus raised his foot and kicked Belron in the butt, and said angrily: "Come out with me."

“Ahem…”

Suddenly, a violent coughing sound came from the bed.

"etc."

Berron was startled when he heard the sound, feeling that it sounded inexplicably familiar.

Ricinus kicked me again, Huo Daodao said, "You still dare to look."

It doesn't hurt or itch at all when a leather boot with holes is kicked on the butt.

Berron stood still as if his feet were rooted to the ground, and said astonishingly: "Second uncle, are you here too?"

There is no curly-haired woman blocking the view, revealing the benefactor lying on the bed.

He has wet silver hair and a fair and plump young handsome face.

At this moment, the young man kept coughing and raised his hand to wipe the water stains around his mouth.

The curly-haired woman was half-kneeling beside the bed, apologizing aggrievedly.

Berron used his strength to throw away the castor that was a head taller, and excitedly walked towards the broken bed: "Second uncle, it's really you!"

Aegon managed to stop coughing, his face turning red.

As soon as he saw his good nephew entering his sight, he quickly grabbed the sheet and covered his lower body, his face wrinkled and he asked: "Berlon, why are you here?"

“That's what I want to ask you too.”

Berron looked at his second uncle, and then at the curly-haired beauty with wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, with a strange look in her eyes: "Aren't you with your uncle?"

Balerion on top!

The experience of today is more exciting than the previous six years.

“That…this…”

Aegon hesitated and quickly changed the subject: "Tell me! Why are you here, or I will tell Rhaenyra."

Of course he couldn't say that he was chased out of a high-end brothel by Emond and found a prostitute who liked him.

Then I won't have the shame to brag in front of my nephew.

Looking around, he noticed the poor curly-haired woman.

He was concerned about his nephew's presence and warned him: "Don't tell anyone what happened today!"

The curly-haired woman nodded her head like garlic and promised again and again that no news would be spread.

Aegon breathed a sigh of relief and took out three golden dragons from his pocket. After thinking for a while, he stuffed one back and threw two to the opponent.

“This is a hundred times the price of you, don't spread it around!”

“Don't worry, how could a real dragon appear in the quagmire?”

The curly-haired beauty opened her eyes when she saw the money, and picked up the golden dragon with a flattering look on her face.

Aegon glanced at the clothes one by one with distress.

Things that can be solved with money…

Still spent a lot of money, enough to stay in Flea Bottom brothel for a month!

Aegon gritted his teeth secretly and thought to himself that he was really unlucky.

Fortunately, the money is well spent.

If he appears in this place with his great nephew, Rhaegar will break his third leg.

While putting on his clothes, Aegon once again focused on the simple Baelon, thinking about ways to get him to keep the secret.

Preparing to tell a little lie.

Berron grabbed him and said with an urgent look, "Second uncle, come with me quickly. There are assassins outside."

“Wait a minute and speak clearly.”

Aegon was stunned for a moment, thinking he had heard something wrong.

Berron jumped up and down anxiously, pointing to the alley: "Don't wait, I'm being assassinated!"

“Who dares to assassinate you?”

Aegon was stunned, with clear stupidity in his eyes.

The crown prince of a country!

Rhaegar is so big!

Who can think so hard and pick this dragon cub to attack?

Berron was anxious and angry, and pulled him out: "Don't ask, Meka is already lost!"

Finally seeing a relative is like grabbing a life-saving straw.

Not to mention, the little guy was so strong that he forcefully pulled Aegon out of bed.

Aegon was shocked. He looked at his weak legs, squeezed his fat belly, and found an excuse to refuse: "Don't be impulsive. Uncle will take you to the patrol."

Six years later, he still dared to go out and fight.

Ever since the Stone Steps Islands recovered, their skills have long been in ruins.

Berron heard the rejection and threw away his hand angrily: "If you don't go, I will go myself."

After saying that, he walked to the front door.

The thief of the pacane eye was slippery, always staring at the uncle and nephew pull, followed by the silver -haired boy.

Before going out, he picked up Aegon's belt, dug out a ruby and hid it in his sleeve.

Aegon looked helpless and hurriedly put on his clothes and followed his nephew out.

… alley.

The assassin boss walked into the alley, smelling the stench in the air, and searched without changing his expression.

Soon, I found a broken wooden door filled with feces and urine.

The assassin boss grinned ferociously, inserted the dagger into the crack of the door, and tried to pry open the door.

at the same time.

Alley entrance, narrow street.

A man in black robes walked close to the wall, looking at the poor vendors on both sides of the street.

At the corner, I happened to see the assassin boss who was prying open the door.

From a distance, look him up and down thoroughly.

The tiger's mouth is covered with calluses, there is a scar at the corner of the eye, and the body is lean and energetic.

Only, there is no trace of systematic training.

The man in black robe pursed his lips and chuckled, and saw a thin old man selling stone sculptures at his feet.

Bent down, he picked up an uncarved rough stone and walked into the alley with his hands and feet.

The thin old man's eyes were cloudy, and he lowered his head in anger but dared not speak.

Click! Click!

The assassin boss knelt down and repeatedly used his dagger to poke at the bolt of the broken door.

After trying twice without success, I was angry and planned to kick the door down.

However, what he failed to notice was that danger was approaching.

The man in black robe walked silently until he stood behind the target, weighing the broken stone in his hand.

"Hi!"

The man in black robe tilted his head and greeted politely.

"you…"

The assassin boss turned around in fear and choked on his words.

boom!

The head was cracked, and a piece of skull flew far away and fell into the puddle of excrement and urine.

“At this level, I dare to be an assassin.”

The man in black robe shook his head regretfully, and with a slight push of his finger, the body fell straight back.

Bent down and dragged the body to the corner, a strand of silver hair hanging down his shoulders.

Rhaegar raised his hood and stared intently at the broken door.

Aegon was in it, and Baerron in it.

One big and one small, vigilance is too low.

“Let's go back and tidy things up.”

Rhaegar sighed as he hated the iron that could not be transformed into steel, and took out the dragon compass from the necklace around his neck.

The compass is simple and elegant, and the pointer rotates back and forth.

He had just seen the patrol dispatched and had found Benila and Eamonn.

Rhaena didn't see it, but he wanted to find his youngest son Meka first.

The pointer pointed in the direction of the port, and the spider web and blood patterns were fixed on a pattern of a giant dragon laying eggs.

Rhaegar put on his hood and set out with the compass in his hand.

When passing by a skinny old man selling stone carvings, he threw back the raw stone stained with blood, along with two substantial silver deer.

Say nothing and continue walking.

“Thank you, sir!”

The thin old man got up and knelt down again, biting the silver deer in surprise to test its purity.

Not long after, two little things approached the entrance of the alley, peeking in with their heads up and down.

"died?"

The castor bean stretched its neck and saw the dead body at a glance.

Berron pinched his nose, pushed away the barren bag on his head, and said steadily: "I heard the sound of the patrol."

Although I am curious about how the assassin died, it is more important to seek help.

Dark alley, unknown street.

Renia fled in panic, with two assassins pursuing her.

Compared to her sisters Benila and Eamonn, she has become the unlucky one who attracts firepower.

The two assassins covered their faces, pushed aside the vendors blocking the way, and gave chase.

"Ah ah!"

Renia slipped, closed her eyes and screamed.

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The imagined face touching the ground did not happen, and the whole person hit a hard chest.

Looking up, a serious face wrapped in a silver-white helmet came into view.

Alec looked solemn, pulled out his sword with a swish sound, and said in a muffled voice: "Prince Daeron, you take Miss Renya and go first."

“Daeron!?”

Rhaena was pleasantly surprised to find Daeron beside the White Knight.

"follow me."

　　Daeron helped his fiancée up, and a team of patrols protected the two of them.

With no worries, Aleksand charged forward with his sword.

When the two assassins saw this, they knew the situation was over and looked at each other: "Run!"

“Stop!”

Alik moved quickly, like a galloping cheetah, catching up with the two assassins who wanted to blend into the crowd in the blink of an eye.

A sword was thrust out and penetrated a person's abdomen.

The thorn was pulled out, and the intestines gurgled all over the floor.

The other assassin was so frightened that he ran away after hearing the name of the White Knight.

Alik moved faster, slashing at the waist with his long sword, cutting everything in half.

Port, Sea Serpent.

The sailors became confused and fled in all directions, shouting.

Rhaegar, wearing black robes, boarded the ship and walked into the large open cabin.

The compass hummed slightly, and the pointer shimmered.

Rhaegar turned around and pointed at a dark warehouse.

　　The wooden door was kicked open, and dim light fell on a person.

Adam's face was tense and he was wet.

In his arms, Meka huddled up, shivering from the cold.

Adam held the hammer and stared at the door.

On his shoulder, there was also a shriveled basket.

Rhaegar took off his hood and looked at the pair in surprise.

"Father!"

Meka suddenly raised her head and shouted in grievance.

Seeing the handsome appearance with silver hair and purple eyes, Adam's pupils narrowed slightly and he said: "Sir...sir."

(End of this chapter)

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