Game Of Thrones: I Became A Crown Prince For A Day
/ Game of Thrones: I Became a Crown Prince For a Day Chapter 538
Chapter 538 Damon returns
“Run faster, run faster…”
Helena was nervous and trotted upstairs with a confused Meka in her arms.
"Little aunt."
Meka lay listlessly in her aunt's arms.
"Don't rush, don't rush, we're almost there."
Helena muttered, looking back nervously from time to time.
Sir Stephen followed behind, not daring to disturb the princess and the little prince.
Hall of Silence.
A bonfire burned brightly, dispersing the shadows of the night.
Helena quickly entered and knelt down on the edge of the bonfire altar.
Meka looked back in confusion and saw the red-robed monk Varys lighting a candle.
"Princess."
Wallis's face was calm and he greeted him as usual.
Helena remained silent, rocking Meka back and forth as if coaxing the child to sleep.
She likes this nephew.
Somehow, I subconsciously woke up my sleeping nephew and ran to the safest place.
"I'll stand guard."
Stephen looked helpless and stood sideways at the hall door.
Varys smiled slightly and said in a sweet voice: "You should inform other Iron Guard brothers that this place is not dangerous."
Stephen didn't realize it, and looked at Varys, who had a twisted tattoo on his face, and then at the fragile princess and little prince.
Without saying a word, he straightened his back and stood firm to his position.
He is Maekar's personal bodyguard, protecting him more than anything else.
"Uh-huh, forget it then."
Varys shrugged, lit two sticks of calming incense, and looked outside the hall door.
call out!
A shadow flashed past, like a wandering ghost.
Wallis's smile did not diminish and he shook his head with emotion.
"This family is petty."
Messalia ran downstairs in a panic, but the Kingsguard who was supposed to be on duty was nowhere to be seen.
"Seven Hells!"
The corridor was dark, and Messalia was alone.
Looking at the deep corridor, a sense of powerlessness eroded my chest.
She wasn't sure who gave the assassination order.
But someone touched her near her room, and the Kingsguard who were supposed to be on guard disappeared.
All kinds of coincidences seemed to remind her that there was no one she could trust in the tower.
"Woof woof~~"
The puppy ran out with a pout and whimpered towards the corner of the stairs.
Mesalia's expression changed drastically, and she vaguely heard the accusations and curses from the two men.
Turn around and continue running downstairs.
She doesn't trust other people, but knows a safe haven.
Late at night.
Mesalia huddled up and hid in the cold and damp vegetable cellar.
The vegetable cellar was very cold, and there were radishes and potatoes everywhere.
Mesalia let out a breath of hot breath and rubbed her hands together for warmth.
As long as you spend tonight safely, you can take Myr's merchant ship back to Tyrosh early tomorrow morning.
"Damn it, where is that **** hiding?"
"Keep your voice down, you ask me how I know?"
Just as he relaxed his guard, a familiar voice came from outside.
Mesalia's eyes widened and she hurriedly covered her body with the sack, feeling more nervous than ever before.
Why would anyone come to the vegetable cellar?
She had clearly inquired, and no one except the kitchen helpers would enter the vegetable cellar.
"Woo~~"
The puppy whimpered and slipped into the slop bucket in the kitchen to find food.
One person and one dog are separated by a door, and they can hear each other's breathing.
Wow—
The swill bucket was kicked away by someone, and he yelled in a rough voice: "You can't chop off the head of a white maggot, and you won't even get a cent of the reward."
The puppy was bullied, and the cook also got angry: "Why are you so angry? Maggots can't get in there."
Behind the door, Mesalia didn't dare to breathe when she heard this.
Sure enough, someone put a reward on her head.
"Zhizhi~~"
Suddenly, a furry mouse came out, jumped on Mesalia's lap and jumped out.
"Uh-huh!"
Messaria was shocked and covered her mouth to suppress her voice.
The mouse squeezed out from the crack in the door and sneaked into the back kitchen to look for food.
"Woof woof~~"
The puppy who licked the swill was the first to discover that dogs were meddling with mice.
Going back and forth, the vegetable cellar made a sound.
The fat man and the cook were stunned, and turned to stare at the closed vegetable cellar door.
There are many rooms in the tower, and you can hide there until dawn.
But White Maggot did not ask the guards to arrest him.
Is it possible…
boom-
The two looked at each other, and the fat man kicked open the vegetable cellar door, exposing the pale woman hiding under the torn sack.
"Haha, it takes no effort at all."
The assistant cook laughed and reached into his crotch.
After digging twice, he took out a dagger.
The fat man grabbed the dagger and said with a sullen face, "You hold her down, and I'll do it."
"Who are you and how much is the reward?"
Mesalia breathed heavily and tried to bribe her: "I'll give you ten times the price to let me live."
"ten times?"
The fat man drooped his eyelids and seemed to be excited: "That's a lot of money."
Messalia took advantage of the victory and swallowed: "With the money, I can find a ship to Pentos to ensure your safety."
"Oh, what do you think?"
The fat man had no expression on his face and looked at the mischievous cook.
Mesalia retreated silently, holding a carrot in her hand, waiting for the outcome of their discussion.
Snapped-
A slap hit her face hard and hard, causing her cheeks to become red and swollen rapidly.
Mesalia felt only a sharp pain and fell to the ground dizzily.
"Pooh!"
The fat man spat and said disdainfully: "I've been able to tell lies since I was a child."
The cook grabbed Mesalia's hair and urged: "Hurry up and leave."
"Know."
The fat man raised the dagger and aimed it at the pale neck.
At the critical moment, a dog barked.
"Woof woof~~"
The fat man was stunned when he heard the sound, turned around and got angry: "Damn stupid dog, can you stop barking!"
At a glance, there was more than one puppy at the door of the vegetable cellar.
There is also a slender shadow holding a crossbow.
call out!
A crossbow arrow flew through the neck of the excited cook.
The cook's body froze, and blood spurted from the wound.
Mesalia's face was splashed with blood, and she suddenly came back to her senses after smelling the fishy smell.
"Who!" The fat man was shocked. Due to the light, he could only see a blurry ghost shadow.
call out! call out!
Two more crossbow bolts shot out, piercing his arms and thighs respectively.
"ah!"
The fat man screamed loudly, and the dagger fell uncontrollably.
His bad eyesight was due to Dorne being attacked by a pale silver out-of-control dragon when he invaded the Stormlands.
His comrade died in front of him, his eyes hurt by the fire.
Out of fear, he became a deserter.
"Go to hell!"
Messalia was so cruel that she picked up the dagger and stabbed it into the fat man's beer belly, then rolled and crawled out.
At the door, the shadow holding a crossbow is still there.
"Who are you?"
Mesalia didn't trust anyone and didn't dare to get too close.
The shadow glanced at her and pulled off the black scarf covering his head, revealing an exotic face.
Sara's expression was cold and she said casually: "Don't worry, you are safe."
"The Queen sent you, then who are they?"
Messalia was confused and couldn't tell the difference between friend and foe.
Sara filled the crossbow arrows and said calmly: "I don't know, he's just a little thief."
The Tower is not a rat's nest of King's Landing.
Let people come and go as they please.
Seeing that she was about to shoot the crossbow, Mesalia quickly stopped: "Keep the survivors alive and interrogate the mastermind behind it."
Sara made a move and thought it made sense.
Rustling…
Suddenly, there was a trivial sound from behind.
"Woo~~"
The puppy lay on the ground, covering his head with his paws and not daring to look.
Another ghostly figure appeared, holding a bamboo stick in his hand.
Whoosh!
The bullet from the bamboo stick shot out and went straight to the fat man's neck.
Sara's eyes narrowed, she raised her foot and kicked away the bamboo stick, and said coldly: "What do you want to do?"
"Don't be excited, little girl."
The ghost tilted his head and said in a delicate voice, "Believe me, he shouldn't be alive."
"Pretend to be a ghost." Sara directly raised her crossbow.
The ghost sighed softly and slowly walked out of the darkness.
Sloppy brown curly hair, rough skin, and unkempt appearance.
Shiliu glanced at Mesalia and said in a calm voice: "The faceless man teaches you not to leave any hidden dangers when you take action."
He saw the assassin enter the tower.
But the origin of the assassin is hard to bear to figure out.
Leaving him alive would be bad for the reputation of the royal family.
Sara raised her eyebrows and said bluntly: "He must live, the Queen will interrogate him personally."
Two assassins sneak into the tower with the intention of killing the prince's mistress.
Unless the truth is found out, dirty water will be poured on the Queen and Miss Lanner.
"It doesn't make sense?" Xi Liu's eyes were as sharp as an eagle.
Sarah showed no signs of weakness and said calmly: "There must be an explanation."
The two top assassins had fierce sparks in their eyes.
Mesalia looked tense and moved out the door step by step.
In an instant, two black shadows collided together, and there was a clanging sound of gold and iron clashing.
"Come here, where are the guards!"
The first thing Messaria did when she ran out of the door was to call the guards boldly.
Wow…
The guards were dispatched after hearing the news and rushed towards the vegetable cellar.
In the vegetable cellar.
There was a **** mark on the side of Xiliu's face, and he walked with graceful steps.
Sara held two daggers in her hands and stood motionless.
"you lose."
Xi left a taunting message, looking for an opportunity.
Sara remained silent, covering up the **** wound on her left thigh.
"Someone, hurry up!"
"There is an assassin, hurry up!"
There was a noise outside and a group of guards hurried over.
Shiliu's eyes darkened and he put forward a carrot to test.
Sara waved her hand and the carrot split into two halves.
call out!
Xiliu rolled sideways, picked up the crossbow on the ground, and shot a crossbow arrow at the fat man.
Poof—
Sarah didn't have time to stop her, and penetrated the fat man's eyes.
The next second.
The two looked at each other, picked up their equipment, and left in tacit agreement.
When a person dies, the rest is no longer theirs to control.
That night, the whole tower was boiling.
The lights are bright and the place is crowded.
Efforts were made to hunt down the assassin's suspected accomplices and investigate the truth behind the assassination.
Rhaenyra woke up from her sleep and joined in.
White maggots can be assassinated, but they cannot die on her territory.
Damon won't let it go.
A few days later.
Volantis, the mansion.
"Volantis and its affiliated towns have completely surrendered, and the next strategic target will be Slaver's Bay."
In the bright hall, Rega moved a hanging sand table.
Daemon and Rhaenys were separated on two sides, staring at the three slave city-states attentively.
Rhaegar felt refreshed and said loudly: "I propose to attack Yunkai first and adopt the strategy of encircling the points and calling for reinforcements."
Slaver's Bay is too big for the three dragons and the sea fleet to defeat.
Consume first, then destroy.
Only then can we subdue these remnants of the Gujis Empire and the **** Dragon King.
Boom!
knock on the door
An attendant walked in silently and whispered something into Damon's ear.
Lei Jia took a breath and watched quietly.
boom-
Damon suddenly became furious, slammed the table, kicked off the chair and walked out.
As he walked, he cursed: "Damn you bitch."
Rhaegar and Rhaenys looked at each other, wondering why Daemon went berserk.
"Brother."
Darren hurried over, holding two letters in his hands.
Rhaegar opened the first letter, which contained the details of Bai Maggot Xiaomei's assassination.
The sender is Rhaenyra.
Looking at the second letter, the sender is Malice Baratheon of Storm's End.
Rhaegar opened the ink pad and read the contents of the letter.
Immediately, his face turned as black as the bottom of a pot, and his breath became hot.
"Eamond!"
(End of chapter)
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