Game of Thrones: I Became a Crown Prince For a Day Chapter 602

Chapter 602: Divide the spoils evenly

The sun sets.

"Hiss-"

The giant black dragon stepped on the cliffs near the sea, spread its wings that covered the sky and took off.

On the sea, a fleet flying the flag of House Velaryon set sail.

Looking back at the ruined city-state "Telia", thick smoke billows straight into the sky.

Faintly, the shrill wails of ghosts can be heard.

The patter...

A heavy rain fell, washing away the filthy dragon blood that should have died long ago.

The next day.

The sea of smoke and fog obscured the view.

"Hiss..."

On the deck of the slender Sea Serpent, a young dragon with blue scales curled up into a ball.

"Okay, okay,"

Rhaegar stroked the scales and comforted softly: "Be good! Poor little guy."

"Hiss..."

Baoyun blinked his eyes, moved pitifully close to the dragon and kissed it, rubbing it like a baby and screaming at the same time.

On the dragon's body, which is more than ten meters long, there are claw marks that cut through the scales on its chest and lower abdomen.

The side of the neck was the most seriously injured, and the blood could not stop flowing.

This is all the price paid for fighting a certain baby dragon.

"You're not old, you have different tempers."

Rhaegar wrapped an ouroboros around his fingertips and looked up at the sky.

Above the mist, a dark dragon shadow enveloped the fleet, like a huge protective umbrella.

"Hiss!"

A young black dragon flew below, playing around the fleet's masts.

After a dance of blood, several dragons became honest.

"Ahem..."

A gust of salty sea breeze blew by, and Rhaegar coughed a few times.

Baoyun twisted the dragon's head, doubts flashed across his vertical pupils.

"His Majesty!"

The sea snake came from behind, carrying a large group of people with it.

Rega pursed her lips and asked, "Is everything sorted?"

Turning his head, the face under the hood was revealed.

The sea snake was originally full of interest, but suddenly it was like a firecracker that went off silently.

I saw the young king standing tall and straight, with long silver-gold hair flowing naturally, and purple eyes that were deep and lively.

However, the skin is as pale as paper and the cheeks are slightly thin.

Wearing a black robe and standing in the sea breeze, he felt weak, as if a gust of wind could blow him down.

The sea snake swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "Your Majesty, are you okay?"

Since yesterday, the king's image of great appearance has been declining.

Rega touched his cheek and said boldly and carefully: "It doesn't matter, it's just an innocuous sequelae."

"It's innocuous?"

The sea snake was dumbfounded, thinking about how to deal with the pain and itch.

In one night, I almost lost weight.

Rhaegar just smiled and didn't explain much.

Bring up the system panel.

【Rhaegar Targaryen】

Talent: Dreamer (gold)

Bloodline: Dragonborn (+67%)

Runes: Bronze (green), Ouroboros (blue), Dream-eating Toad (purple)

Blood Witchcraft: Binding Spell (Blue), Dance of Dragons (Purple), Dance of Blood (Purple)…

Relics: Blood and Fire, Vision of Dreams, Pure Water...

Special props: space necklace, dragon horn (exclusive)

Rating: "A rare true dragon descendant, it will take time to develop."

First comes the bloodline column, where the bloodline is rapidly purified.

Lei Jia's eyes flashed, and there was a dark flame hidden in the depths of his pupils.

The purification of his blood this time allowed him to gradually master the dragon-born state and better control the flames.

Secondly, Dragon's Horn has now claimed its owner.

The horn blows together to command the dragons.

But that's not all the capabilities of the Dragon's Horn.

Through the "Dragon Dance" and "Blood Dance", you can appease and inspire the dragon's fighting spirit, and exert its full power on the battlefield.

Rhaegar wiped away the space necklace he wore around his neck, and placed a huge horn with an exquisite appearance in it.

Three dragon-shaped inscriptions of different sizes appeared on the surface with a metallic luster.

One is completely black, the natal mark of a glutton.

The remaining one is black and one is blue, symbolizing Ilagas and Storm Cloud respectively.

Drops of dragon blood can leave a mark on the inner wall of the Dragon's Horn, establishing communication regardless of distance.

The message conveyed when recognizing one's master through the dragon's horn.

The top dragon king families will incorporate the imprints of their dragons into their dragon horns.

It is not only convenient for recalling distant partners, but also can control the family dragon to prevent it from being stolen or hunted.

Leijia's dragon-born bloodline subdued the dragon's horn, blew a complete "blood dance", and incorporated the natal imprints of the three dragons one after another. Therefore, it was a bit debilitating.

“With no one to guide me, I'm really walking on thin ice.”

Rhaegar sighed secretly, but there was nothing he could do.

"Your Majesty, come and see."

Seeing that the king remained silent, the sea snake ordered the sailors to bring in the big box.

The boxes were opened one after another, mostly old antiques.

The sea snake carefully held a sailing ship model and said with hot eyes: "This is an ancient Valyrian ship model. It is said that the sails are woven with magic and can withstand the largest winds and waves."

"Just keep it if you like it."

Rhaegar waved his hand, not taking it seriously.

The model does contain a faint hint of magic, but it is extremely difficult to reproduce.

Moreover, Targaryen enjoys the rights of the sky and the earth, excluding the waves of the sea.

There are many ships in Old Valyria.

There are countless people who are proficient in magic, and no one has conquered any continent with this skill.

"Thank you very much, Your Majesty!"

The sea snake showed a rare smile and put away the model ship as if it were a treasure.

The Dragon King naturally does not cherish ships, but the Velaryon family, whose blood runs with salt and sea, is extremely thirsty for them.

"Next thing."

Rhaegar said softly.

No matter how good the fleet is, it is also a Targaryen vassal.

Now that he has mastered the dragon's horn, there is no longer any threat within the family, and he is not afraid of marrying vassals to become stronger.

I'm afraid I'm not strong enough and can't keep up.

The sea snake was full of energy and ordered someone to fetch a weapon.

A half-round shield, so pitch black that it couldn't be seen clearly.

Rhaegar's eyes were venomous and he recognized it at a glance: "Valyrian steel shield."

"That's right."

The sea snake raised his shield, banged it on the dented shield surface, and said solemnly: "What I got from the hands of a deformed dragon species is really a pearl covered in dust."

Telia is an isolated city. The people in the city are well-equipped, but they are in tatters due to the wear and tear of time.

Just like this half shield, its value has been reduced to zero.

Rhaegar glanced at it and saw that the shield was only as big as a washbasin and could not melt much steel.

I reached out and touched it, but it failed to trigger the explorer mission.

The sea snake took a step back and opened a solid wood box.

Bang!

The lid of the box hit the deck, revealing a dozen fossilized dragon eggs and various rare ores.

What really caught Rhaegar's eyes was a curved sword.

"Dragon Claw!"

Rhaegar was surprised and surprised.

The dragon claws are still the same, with the sword body covered with water ripples, the keel polished like claws on the hilt and the sword ejaculation.

But at this moment, the dragon's claw is bent from the middle, as if it was violently grasped.

The cold sword blade was full of gaps and covered with a layer of dust and cobwebs.

Even so, it still remains as unstoppable as it used to be.

"My old friend."

Rhaegar smiled happily and held the warm hilt of the dragon bone sword again.

"Damon found these. I heard they were in a dragon's nest."

The sea snake did not hide anything and took out a glass bottle from his arms: "There is also this, which Damon asked me to give to you."

Rhaegar was looking at the dragon's claws with great joy, and took a moment to glance at the blood in the glass bottle.

It's piping hot to begin with, no doubt the dragon's blood.

"He's really awkward."

Rhaegar shook his head and laughed, looking sideways at the scarlet dragon shadow in front of the fleet.

What's inside the glass bottle is Colak's blood.

Daemon's intention was clear, to incorporate the brand of this bloodthirsty giant insect into the Dragon's Horn.

It is a symbol of allegiance or return to the family.

"Who said a good uncle has no heart?"

Lei Jia kept the dragon's blood and waited until the sequelae subsided before using it again.

The dragon leaves its mark on the Dragon Horn, not the mark of a slave.

It's just a matter of solid communication and assistance in extreme emotions.

It doesn't mean that you can leave a mark and manipulate it as you please.

During the ancient Valyrian period, the relationship between dragons and the Dragon King family was roughly as follows:

The bond between the driver and the dragon is better than the dragon's horn's call to the dragon.

The strength of the call is better than the command of the "Dragon Dance" and "Blood Dance" on the battlefield.

Only by decreasing in this way can the status of the dragon driver be ensured to remain unchanged.

Trying to control the dragons with just one magic item is a delusional fool.

Besides, who else can blow the dragon's horn except the dragonborn?

Is the bloodline not pure enough?

If you touch it, you will die, and you will be covered in fire.

(End of chapter)

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