Game of Thrones: I Became a Crown Prince For a Day Chapter 594

Chapter 594 Dragon Soul Guidance

The next day, the sun rises.

The first ray of sunshine in the morning shines, and the snow at the foot of the snow peak sparkles.

Rhaegar lay in the ruins, protected from the wind and rain by the tall dragon skull.

Not far away, several dragon skulls have been chopped off and tied with ropes waiting to be transported.

The sailors got up early and gathered firewood to make a fire on the spot.

Buzz —

Suddenly, the dragon skull bloomed with a halo of light, merging quietly.

A voice sounded, waking Rhaegar from his sleep.

"This exploration is over, please pick up the lost treasures."

Rega raised his eyes slightly, and the system panel appeared.

[Remains of Dragons]

Exploration progress: 100%

"The night passed so quickly!"

Rhaegar rubbed his cheeks and looked around with his eyes.

A red halo the size of a watermelon floated above the closed jaw of the dragon's skull.

The corners of Rega's mouth raised, and he reached out to touch it slowly.

Wave~

The bubble-like halo exploded and turned into a small group of bright light spots, which penetrated into the palm of the hand.

"The relic was picked up successfully, under detection..."

"The test was successful and it was determined to be a legendary relic, the wish of the dragon soul."

Alert sounds popped up one after another, and a dragon tooth named "Dragon Soul Wish" appeared in his mind.

"Legendary level, what an unexpected surprise."

Rhaegar murmured softly, and his heart suddenly surged.

With a thought, dragon teeth appeared in his hand.

This dragon's tooth is completely black and sparkles in the sunlight. It is only one foot long.

"A dragon's tooth, look at the triggering conditions."

Rhaegar was full of hope and looked at the changes in the small print on the system panel.

"The souls of the dead are wandering, and the dragon's vision is to fulfill their wishes and repay them in return."

"Wish and reward?"

An idea flashed in Rhaegar's mind.

To this day, no one has collected the dragon bones in the ruins.

Yesterday he cut off the dragon's skull and wanted to bury it underground.

This triggers the Explorer mission.

"Then, the activation condition for the relic is the funeral of the dragon's bones."

Rhaegar held the small dragon skull tied around his waist, feeling more responsible.

An equal exchange, that's fair.

Besides, he was willing to help these dragons who died in vain.

As soon as he walked out of the dragon skull where he was hiding, the sea snake came forward with a piece of barbecue: "Your Majesty, the harvest from the ruins is very small. Do you want to move it?"

"certainly."

Lei Jia looked at the mist-shrouded Fire Peak with firm eyes: "The grassland is too vast. Let's go to Fire Peak to explore it first."

By the way, the dragon skeleton is sent back to its former nest.

The sea snake didn't know the plot, but thought the king wanted to go to Fire Peak, and said seriously: "I will send sailors to search around to find more ruins."

At noon.

A convoy of vehicles drove on the grassland at the foot of the snow-capped peaks, their wheels sinking into the soft soil from time to time.

Squeaky...

The sailors pushed hard, and the makeshift car plank whined.

Several giant dragon skulls from large to small are placed on the body of the car.

"I'm here to help."

Rhaegar rolled up his sleeves and pushed the cart with all his strength.

"Hiss!..."

A black dragon shadow streaked across the sky, its red wings like a pair of cattail fans.

Rhaegar heard the sound and cast his gaze.

Ilagas didn't fly very high and made a sharp neighing sound from time to time.

Not long after, it disappeared into the endless sea of grass.

"Ilagas, what happened?"

Rhaegar frowned slightly.

As the young dragon flew overhead, he saw a **** streak on its scale-covered belly.

He also has a sub-adult body shape, which seems to be much larger than when he entered the land of long summer.

Plop—

I didn't pay attention for a moment, and the frame pushed out of the pit.

The sea snake was panting and wiped away his sweat: "Your Majesty, we are almost at the Fire Peak."

Rhaegar said "Hmm" and was keenly aware that Ilagas was coming out of the Fire Peak.

Looking into the distance, the grass below me borders a barren land surrounded by mist.

Rhaegar had seen him once in Denise's dream.

At the foot of the Fourteen Fire Peaks.

Across the Narrow Sea.

Dorne Territory, Vance River Basin.

"dragon!"

"Escape quickly..."

The Dornishmen with black hair and brown skin fled in panic, running out of the castles and villages where they lived.

Swallowed by the brown mud-colored dragon flames, several poorly equipped troops died miserably and turned into charred and stinking corpses.

Overnight.

The rebuilt cities of Vance and Divine Grace, including the coastal city of Thor, were once again reduced to a sea of flames.

Wailing and despair fill the hot summer.

King's Landing.

"Hiss!"

The ugly mud dragon flew over the city, flapping its wings and neighing in excitement.

As if on purpose, it disturbed the people enjoying themselves in Silk Street and Flea Bottom.

After circling twice, we finally landed in the magnificent backyard of the Red Fort.

For a while.

In the council hall, a fierce quarrel broke out.

Allison's eyes widened with anger and he was furious: "What did you say, you burned the Dorne Territory!?"

"That's right."

Aemond leaned on the desk and said matter-of-factly: "Someone has broken the law by passing news to Braavos and Pentos and recruiting soldiers privately."

Allison looked unreasonable and shouted excitedly: "You are crazy. The dragon's wrath is still vivid in my mind. The Dornish people have just calmed down. You are stimulating them to rebel!"

Under Rhaegar's high-pressure policy, Dorne was blocked by the Prince's Pass, the Bone Road, and the Greenblood River, and its economy and population plummeted.

Burning down three noble castles in one go is not forcing people to start a rebellion.

Aemond was unruly and said coldly: "If they dare to come, I will burn them all."

If you dare to cooperate with the enemy today, you will dare to rebel tomorrow.

There are killings on both sides, so it would be better to do it sooner rather than later.

"Seven Hells!"

Allison almost collapsed and said frantically: "Are you crazy?"

The fleets of Braavos and Pentos have not yet launched their attack, and the war is still in its preliminary stages.

If Aemond dared to ride the dragon to burn Dorne, he had to get out of the lair first.

What does this make the nobles of the kingdom, large and small, and the loyal nobles of Dorne think?

"It's burned, and it's too late to regret."

Aemond picked up the wine cup and took a sip, rebellion emanating from his body.

He only obeyed his eldest brother's orders to rule over the safety of Dorne, the Stepstones, and even the Narrow Sea.

Dornishmen who dare to collaborate with the enemy should be punished.

"What are you kidding about? This kingdom is not yours!"

Allison covered his forehead and advised earnestly: "If you do this, it will only cause a bigger counterattack."

Aemond curled his lips and acted as if nothing happened.

He lost an eye in Dorne, who will bear his counterattack?

Allison knew that his advice was useless, so he quickly looked at his daughter who was handling the memorial, and said quickly: "Helena, in the tone of a king, write a letter of reconciliation and send it to Prince Quill of Dorne."

It is hoped that the young Prince of Dorne will play a role in calming the subjects in Dorne.

"Counting on a brat."

Aemond clicked his tongue in surprise.

Since the surrender of Dorne, power has been in the hands of Morse Manwudi of King's Tomb City.

Prince Quill, who is under ten years old, is just a puppet manipulated by the other party.

"What else can be done?"

Alison was furious and asked: "Wait until the Dornishmen rebel, and Rhaegar will come back and chop off your head in a rage!"

Emond looked cold and said bluntly: "He would be more willing to kill your head."

"Eamond!"

Allison was frightened and angry, and was about to curse.

"Wait a minute."

The quarrel was getting serious, but Helena put down her quill and timidly raised her hand to interrupt.

Allison and Emond stopped talking at the same time and stared at her.

I think the acting princess can say something insightful. "that…"

Helena reached out and pointed at the wine cup in Aemond's hand, and said hesitantly: "This is my wine, you pay for it."

at the same time.

An emergency meeting was also taking place in Reese's tower.

Bang-

Rhaenyra slammed the wine cup down and said angrily: "Aemond burned Dorne, and the Dornish nobles sent me letters of reprimand!"

The densely packed envelopes were filled with all kinds of obscenities.

I just wanted to tear her apart from the letter and eat it.

"There's nothing we can do, we can't control his dragon."

Mesalia held her swollen belly, her tone full of helplessness.

If a dragon master wants to do something shocking, who can stop him?

"We have to give an explanation, understand!"

Rhaenyra's almond-shaped eyes widened and she said clearly: "Dorn will rebel and become the old enemies of the Free Trade City."

Rhaegar once said.

Since Dorn has surrendered, he should be treated with kindness.

If possible, it is normal to persuade nobles from all realms to marry Dorne.

Burning the Vance Valley with fire will only inspire the Dornish people's hatred of the "wrath of the dragon".

"With all due respect, Your Majesty."

Messalia looked tired in her eyes and whispered: "Instead of arguing, it is better to send a letter to Sunspear City quickly and order Prince Quill and Lord Morse to appease them."

Rhaenyla's face froze, and she nodded vigorously: "Okay, let's do it!"

"Your Majesty, allow me to interrupt."

Varys put his hands in his pockets, looking embarrassed.

Rhaenyra asked in confusion: "What's wrong, my tower steward?"

"It's a big matter, you should make a decision."

Varys sighed and took out a piece of letter paper from his sleeve: "Early yesterday morning, Lord Morse was killed in a brothel in Slat Town. The murderers were a group of children who called themselves the Green Blood River Orphans."

"What?"

Rhaenyra was shocked and quickly grabbed the letter.

Its content records the assassination in detail.

There was only a day and night difference between the burning of the dragon flames and the murder of Morse, and the news of the reappearance of the dragon's wrath spread throughout Sunspear.

Morse accidentally encountered the assassination of a group of orphans who had lost their families' protection during the war.

He was stabbed dozens of times and his head was smashed.

"Who runs Sunspear now?"

Rhaenyra's breath hitched, her heart pounding.

Morse was the spokesperson of the royal family, and his death may well herald the complete loss of control in Dorne.

Varys touched his bald head covered with tattoos and speculated: "It seems to be the young Prince Quill. He organized his own guards and ordered the army to blockade Sunspear City."

"Huh, that's okay."

Rhaenyra breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as Sunspear holds on, the garrison at Planktown can control eastern Dorne.

Combining Prince's Pass and Bone Road to the north, the rebellion won't have much impact.

"Your Majesty, the matter has not been resolved yet."

Messaria frowned deeply and suggested: "There must be someone to assist Prince Quill to prevent his young mind from being misled."

Rhaenyra thought it was reasonable and asked cautiously: "Who is qualified?"

"Of course they are Dornish nobles who are loyal to the royal family."

Messalia clicked to the end and looked at the white knight standing guard at the door.

Rhaenyra thought for a moment and thought of a new Iron Guard who was helping Commander Ilic of the Kingsguard guard the Red Keep in King's Landing.

Sir Belis Dayne of Starfall City, the contemporary Sword of Dawn.

"Let him go. Sir Bayliss has always been a loyal minister to the royal family."

Rhaenyra took a deep breath and made a decisive decision.

A Kingsguard's loyalty is unquestionable, and he comes from a noble family in Dorne.

There is no more suitable candidate.

Mesalia nodded, pleased with the queen's judgment.

Rhaenyra changed the subject and said coldly: "The raven sent back the letter to King's Landing and wrote another one condemning Aemond's evil behavior. He must pay the price for his actions."

Burning Dorne without permission.

At this tense moment, it can be called a fuse that triggers war.

Messalia hesitated slightly: "Your Majesty, you should know Aemond's temper."

He won't listen, he will only retaliate and ridicule.

"Go and do it!"

Rhaenyra's voice rose, anger threatening to overflow her eyes.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Mesalia didn't dare to neglect and quickly got up and went out.

Upon seeing this, Wallis also left silently.

Suddenly, there was only one person left in the hall.

Rhaenyra slowly closed her eyes, leaned her head back on the chair, and said in pain: "It's such a torturous disaster."

Without Rhaegar, everything is so tiring.

There are constraints everywhere and we are forced to give in step by step.

The scene changes.

The land of long summer, at the foot of Fire Peak.

"Hiss...ga..."

Shrouded in thick fog, Rhaegar led the team onto the desolate land and heard a sharp roar echoing in the distance.

"It's Daemon's dragon."

Sea Snake said warily.

Rega waved his hand and said: "It doesn't matter, I didn't hear any danger."

The sailors behind them pushed the wheels, making the climb up the **** more and more difficult.

Looking around, my vision is obstructed by fog.

Fortunately, after some searching, I found the entrances to two underground mines.

Rega took a fancy to a large mine and said with a smile, "This is it."

The sailors worked hard and pushed the frame into the mine.

"I'll go to the other side and we'll split up."

Rhaegar patted the sea snake on the shoulder and walked into another mine alone.

"His Majesty."

The sea snake was stunned for a moment and had no time to stop him.

Helpless, he ordered the sailors to bury the dragon skull slightly and discard it together with the frame.

On the other side, Rhaegar fell down the landslide into the mine tunnel.

Click—

A bone was broken by stepping on it, stirring up dust in the sky.

"Ahem..."

Rhaegar choked and coughed, covering his mouth and nose and looking around.

The tunnel is so deep and long that you can't even see your fingers.

Stunned!

Pulling out the real fire from his waist, the jet-black sword body burned with flames.

Rhaegar used the light of the fire to kick away the dead bones on the ground and move forward.

After a while, I walked to a wide corner.

There are no piles of dead bones on the ground, and there are faint spots of crystal ore.

"This is it."

Rhaegar watched carefully and dug a deep pit with his sword blade.

Immediately, he buried the small dragon skull tied to his waist.

After doing everything well, Rhaegar planted the real fire on the ground, closed his eyes and waited quietly.

That was the last minute dragon skull that should inspire the relic.

"His-"

Sure enough, dragon roars suddenly broke into his ears.

"Congratulations, the dragon soul's wish has been activated, you have obtained..."

[Dragon Soul Guide]

Level: Legend (Red)

Function: Complete a direction guidance (based on the memory of the dragon during his lifetime)

Evaluation: "The dragon soul contains the wisdom that is passing by day by day, and tells the unusual secrets."

Dragon teeth appeared out of thin air, and pale lines appeared on the dark surface.

After a while, five dragon-shaped lines of different sizes and shapes were outlined.

Without waiting for Rega's reaction, he threw it back into the palm of his hand, trembling slightly like longing.

"Guide the direction, in the sea of smoke?"

Rega murmured softly, and his thoughts suddenly opened up.

The largest of the dragon bones was already larger than the slender Coraxio.

It is probably speculated that the age will not be less than sixty years old.

The changes that a sixty-year-old dragon has experienced through time are a profound treasure.

Besides, he has five dragons to guide him.

(End of chapter)

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