Game of Thrones: I Became a Crown Prince For a Day Chapter 511

Chapter 511 Exploring the Dragon's Lair at Night

There are few stars in the moon and everything is silent.

Red Castle, Godswood.

Under the thick weirwood tree, a sloppy girl with black curly hair was pacing back and forth, circling the trunk of the tree.

The ground is covered with scattered red leaves, which rustle when you step on them.

The sloppy girl was amazed. This was the first time she saw her.

After watching it for a while, the sky became darker and darker.

Jiligulu~

The shriveled belly protested, and the sloppy girl tightened her belt and sat down on the ground.

At the Moon Gate, there was a sudden sound of slight footsteps.

Facing the wisps of moonlight, a small figure with silver hair poked his head out.

“Berlon!”

The sloppy girl noticed it immediately and waved excitedly.

Berron was startled by the sudden shout. He quickly turned his head back and forth to check, and put his finger to his lips: "Shh, don't make any noise."

The sloppy girl patted her **** and stood up, her eyes shining: "I'm starving, have you brought any food?"

"certainly."

Berron looked proud and took out a bag from behind his back, then his face fell: "They are all leftovers from the kitchen, including bread and bacon."

He scratched his head and handed it out sheepishly.

“It's good to have some to eat.”

The sloppy girl snatched it away and squatted under the wall to eat quickly.

The food is good. In addition to the two things Belron mentioned, there are also pickles and fruits.

Berron also squatted down and looked at it curiously: "Castor, is it delicious?"

Ricinma glanced sideways and said hungrily: "I have never eaten such soft bread in my life."

　　While speaking, I was careless for a moment.

Hit his barren chest with his fist, stretched his olive-colored neck, and swallowed with a gulp.

“Hiccup~~”

　　The discomfort disappeared, Ricinus let out a long burp, and said vaguely: I am afraid of being punished by God for eating so well. "

Berron held his chin in his hands, novelty flashing in his eyes.

Ricinus is his new civilian friend.

I am a prostitute, and I am an illegitimate daughter and a thief.

Because he helped him avoid assassination, he listened to the other party's request and helped him sneak to King's Landing.

Ricinus continued to eat, sucking in every drop of juice from the fruit. While eating, he chatted: "Have you time to comfort those two sisters?"

naturally refers to Benila and Renya.

Berron saw that she had finished eating the apple with yellow flesh, chewed it up and swallowed the core together, and said, "Benilla is asleep, and Renya is still crying."

Speaking of which, Ricinma and her two god-sisters are really different, as if they live in two worlds.

Even though Castor is not tall, it is dark and small, and its face is not outstanding.

She is actually 13 years old.

7 years older than Bellon and 4 years older than Sister Benilla.

According to Rima, I am old and don't really work hard to take care of customers.

The hard days of starving for nine meals in three days are common.

Had he not been stupid in brain and hands, and learned the skill of stealing, he would have been even shorter.

But being short also has its advantages, as stealing things is not easy to be discovered.

Ricinus's crooked nose bones and scars were caused by a failed theft and a heavy blow from a brothel client.

Under the moonlight, one big and one small squatted at the foot of the wall.

The castor bean is like a big mouse, clicking and clicking without letting go of any scraps of food.

Even the crumbs on your hands will be eaten up in the end.

Berron remained silent, thinking about how to repay the other person's helping hand.

Finally, Ricinus finished all the food, put the silk bag into his arms, and said carelessly: "Hey, do you have any money with you?"

“I didn't say hi, you were a bit rude.”

Berron frowned and took out two golden dragons honestly: "Just a little, the Red Castle doesn't need to spend any money."

Sanmu grabbed the money, and the black eyes were full of wealth fans. Hey laughed: "Of course, the red castle does not need to spend money, but there is no money outside."

Two golden dragons arrived at my house to receive a visitor for a year.

The royal family is rich!

Berron reacted: "You want to leave, but you don't even know anyone in King's Landing?"

He also wanted to ask his mother to let Rimi stay as a maid.

"Come on."

Ricinus stood up and packed his bags: "The Red Castle is great, but it doesn't belong to me."

Turning his head sideways, he thought: "I heard that His Majesty the King has opened a Royal Academy and welcomes orphans to study?"

Berron was confused when asked, and said honestly: "That's true, but the courses at the school are very tiring."

Moreover, those old-fashioned bachelors are not very welcoming to girls.

Even with repeated requests from their fathers, there are still very few women enrolled in school.

“That's okay.”

Ricinus stretched out his hand and patted Belron on the shoulder, and said ambitiously: "You help me get out of the Red Castle, and I'll go to the academy to try it out."

Smuggled out from Chaotou Island just to change his destiny.

Staying in that dark and damp alley, I don't want to be beaten to death for stealing in this life, so I can only learn how to receive guests.

But the pride deep in her bones told her that it was too shabby to take off her clothes and make money.

Although this pride is inexplicable, it always supports her.

Seeing Ricinus's persistence, Bellon had no choice but to agree: "Okay, come with me."

He has bribed Sir Alec, so it is not difficult to enter and exit the Red Keep.

The two of them walked one behind the other and followed a secret passage out.

Alik had been waiting for a long time, and released the castor with a cold face.

boom-

After a long time, the secret door of the secret passage was closed.

Alik's face was gloomy, thinking about how to warn the prince not to do this again.

He is now the bodyguard of the heir to the throne.

This position is very important. My brother Ilic used to protect the young His Majesty personally.

Berron is still recalling the scene of Castor huddled in a box and being carried onto a boat to be smuggled across.

Very inspiring decision.

Much like Benila who works **** her crossbow, she is constantly striving for self-improvement.

Attention to the white knight's gaze, Belron took a deep breath and made a decision: "Sir Alec."

“What are your orders?” Alec looked serious.

Berron raised his head and said with a stern face: "Starting tomorrow, you can teach me how to practice martial arts."

Just like Cole taught his third uncle Aemond. Hearing this, Alik felt a sense of honor fill his body and said without hesitation: "No problem!"

After a pause, he reminded: "We should go back to bed early so that we can get up for morning exercises tomorrow morning."

During the conversation, the responsibilities of the swordsmanship teacher were brought into the conversation.

Berron nodded and added: "I'll get up early tomorrow and check on Meka. He was scared today."

Alik followed suit and said decisively: "I'll say hello to Sir Stephen tomorrow and take you to see Prince Mekar."

Berron tilted his head: "Sir Stephen."

The screen changes.

“Sir Stephen, don't run around.”

Dragon lair, bronze gate.

Mekar slipped through the open door and turned around to give careful instructions to the bodyguard who tied the horse.

Stephen had a dark face, **** the horse with a dull head, and silently kept up with the pace of the little prince.

Seven hells!

Why put him through this?

We patrolled all night yesterday and worked overtime during the day.

Finally waiting until night, the little prince insisted on crawling into the dragon's lair.

Stephen lamented in his heart, rubbing the swollen dark bags under his eyes with his fingertips, and his already mature face became more and more vicissitudes of life.

Seeing the personal iron guard following him, Meka's facial features clenched together and he entered the dragon's lair first.

“Hiss…”

In the dragon's lair, a young green dragon climbed the iron rope bridge on the roof and hissed at the full moon.

Meka walked on her short legs and looked up at the young dragon above her head.

"prince!"

Suddenly, a greeting sounded from the side.

Meka was startled, and her face turned pale.

Maester Menas of the Dragon Cave stood aside, with humility on his sallow face: "What's the point of visiting late at night?"

Meka turned around and saw the person coming, and patted her chest: "Menas, you scared me."

He has known the person in charge of Dragon Cave for a long time.

With an apologetic look on his face, Menas bent down and asked, "It's getting dark late. Did the little prince come out at night to watch the dragon?"

“Yes!” Meka looked around. The empty environment was dark and lonely, and affirmed: “I want to see the ownerless young dragon.”

After losing the dragon egg, he wants to tame a little dragon.

Mainers hesitated for a moment, then reluctantly agreed: "I'll take you to the end, and then go back to sleep."

“Okay!” Meka agreed immediately.

At this time, Sir Stephen arrived with a tired look on his face.

Meenas nodded at him to show respect for the white knight, and ordered the dragon bearer on duty to fetch the young dragon.

At this moment, there are several young dragons in the dragon lair.

Excluding the owned Deceiver, Moon Dancer, Dawn, and the three bad-tempered ownerless dragons.

“Hiss!”

“His!”

Suddenly, two loud roars with different sounds suddenly sounded and spread throughout the dragon's lair.

Meka raised his head high and saw a silver dragon shadow rushing out of the dragon pit, shining in the moonlight like a crystal carving.

The dragonfly hurried out, holding a bamboo staff in his hand, speaking High Valyrian to calm the restless young dragon.

Before Mekar could see clearly, the moon was covered by a pair of scarlet wings.

“His!”

Like the deep black dragon flames piercing the night sky, the billowing acrid smoke filled the air and burned the already old high walls.

In the blink of an eye, a young dragon with black scales all over its body and blood-red dorsal fins and wing membranes sprang out.

“Bloodwing, stay quiet!”

The old dragon man had a calm face and slowly approached with a bamboo stick in his hand.

“His!”

Ilagas roared in response, and the chains on the dragon's neck and hind legs rattled, making it look like a scene of an angry dragon emerging from its cage.

“Prince, get back quickly!”

Stephen was refreshed and quickly covered Meka's retreat.

Meka did not refuse, but hid under the white robe and watched with wide eyes.

The bright silver dragon shadow hit the wall, its sharp claws piercing the wall, revealing its true appearance.

A young dragon with a silver-white body and a vigorous body.

The broken gold vertical pupils shrank, staring at the black young dragon below.

The dragon man banged his bamboo stick and said comforting words: "Blizzard, go back to the lair."

“Hiss!”

Blizzard obediently jumped to the floor and faced Ilagas dozens of meters away.

Ilagas's eyes were indifferent, his dragon's kiss was overflowing with traces of dragon flame, and he was lying on the ground ready to fight.

The two young dragons, one white and one black, have similar violent tempers.

Every time we meet, there is a risk of losing control.

Mainers pouted and introduced one after another: "That's Blizzard, the young dragon hatched on Dragonstone Island."

Mekar immediately answered: "That is Eragas, the baby dragon my father caught, the baby dragon with the worst temper in the dragon's lair."

Mainers was stunned for a moment, then laughed dumbly: "That's right."

“Hiss!”

“His!”

The two young dragons are still confronting each other, and their arrogance is getting higher and higher.

Blizzard is a little older, and his size has exceeded the ten-meter mark, officially entering sub-adulthood.

Ilagas has been imprisoned in the crypt all year round, and his body has grown faster. His body size is about the same as that of Blizzard.

Meenas knelt down and said worriedly: "Prince, the two young dragons are in danger. You should go back to the Red Castle."

Two young dragons who are full of fighting spirit, the dragon people no longer take them seriously.

But the prince is still very young, and any scratch on his skin is a serious crime.

Mekar clutched Sir Stephen's white robe, his eyes flickered back and forth between Blizzard and Ilagas, and finally shook his head: "There is another dragon, I want to see that one."

“Are you sure that dragon is still dormant?”

Mainers said with a headache.

Meka nodded vigorously: "I don't want to miss it."

The two young dragons in front of him were too restless and did not pay attention to him at all.

Instinct told him that there was a more suitable young dragon waiting for him.

(End of this chapter)

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