Game of Thrones: I Became a Crown Prince For a Day Chapter 622

Chapter 622 Dragons on Dragonstone Island

　　Packed up his clothes and ordered the dragon-bearers to comfort Sylax, who had just laid eggs.

“Let's go too.”

Rhaegar took Rhaenyra's hand and was in a very good mood.

The family has added two more baby dragons and several dragon eggs.

It just so happens that the family is prosperous, and I am worried that there will not be enough descendants.

Sure enough, you can always trust Sylax, the goddess of harvest.

“Your Majesty, I have someone to meet you.”

Elic stood guard at the door of the dragon's lair and reported it as soon as possible.

“Who?” Rhaegar asked curiously.

Ilic looked solemn and turned sideways: "It would be better for you to see him in person."

Rhaegar was confused and turned to look down the steps.

A carriage with the flags of "Leaping Trout" and "Crows Around the Weirwoods", and two short boys.

“Your Majesty, Lord Benjikor Blackwood of Raventree City sends you his sincere greetings.”

The black-haired boy stepped forward cautiously, his voice trembling with anxiety.

The other red-haired man was slightly older and bowed vigorously: "Oscar Tully of Riverrun, may the glory of the old and new gods envelope you, your majesty."

The two boys were tired of traveling and did not have any attendants or knights with them.

At first glance, it looks miserable, which makes people feel distressed.

　　However, Rhaegar heard the key point and looked at the black-haired boy in surprise: "You said you are the earl of Crowtree City?"

As we all know, the Earl of Crowtree City is Samwell Blackwood.

“My father is dead.”

Benjikou's eyes were silent, and then he puffed up his chest: "He was trying to protect the crown prince, and his throat was cut by the iron group in the rebel army."

Rhaegar's expression froze, and he wished he had heard wrongly.

Soon, the two boys explained what happened one by one.

Berron traveled to the Riverlands with Prime Minister Leonor, the Duke of Riverrun and the Earl of Raventree, and was attacked by an unknown force in the middle of the night.

There are no less than five hundred people, including ironborn, natives of the Riverlands, and mercenaries...

The newly promoted Duke of Riverrun, Elmon Tully, was shot by a stray arrow and died on the spot.

　　Earl Samwell Blackwood of Crowtree City died heroically for the "boys".

“And, Sir Harwin Strong.”

Benjikou lowered his head, like a child who made a mistake: "Master Harwin led the charge and fell under the mercenaries' swords."

That is a brave man, but it is a pity that he has never been on the battlefield.

He led his troops to charge recklessly and lost his life in one turn.

“He is the commander of the city guard.”

Rhaegar was so shocked that he had no time to react.

“Your Majesty, there is also this.”

Benjikou pushed his companion.

Without saying a word, Oscar took out a box from the bag on his crotch and handed it to the captain of the Kingsguard.

"Your Majesty." Ilic opened the box and handed it to the king.

Rhaegar took a closer look and saw that it was a blood-stained Hand of the King pendant.

Suddenly, his pupils suddenly shrank.

“Your Majesty, Lord Leonor is still alive.”

Oscar spoke quickly, weeping as he spoke: "The Prime Minister was captured, and the Iron Man cut off one of his hands in order to question our whereabouts."

“Why didn't Leonor come back to see me?”

Rhaegar was relieved in his heart, not knowing whether he should be happy or not.

“Lord Leonor has asked us to resign our position as Prime Minister to you.”

Oscar twitched and said empathetically: "My lord also said that the king's hand without a hand cannot assist His Majesty. You cannot be called a king without a hand."

“Seven Hells!”

Rhaegar closed his eyes and clenched his hands into fists behind his back.

“Haha, are you trying to give me a kick?”

Rhaegar's eyes flashed coldly, and he asked emphatically, "Where's Belron? What's going on with him?"

Having sacrificed so many capable ministers and generals, we cannot lose all our capital.

"The prince is very good. He led us to put down the rebellion and consolidate the riverlands with the help of my father's funeral."

Oscar wiped away the tears from his eyes and quickly told the truth.

“Riverrun was inherited by your brother Kermit Tully?”

Rhaegar thought for a moment and thought of the old man's great-grandson who was called "reckless" and "wild".

Both his son and grandson are not good enough, but his two great-grandsons are good.

It is true that bad bamboo produces good bamboo shoots.

Oscar nodded yes, which was the only good thing.

Rhaegar had no intention of paying attention to the side details and asked again: "Where is Baerron? Why didn't you come to see me?"

　　Don't let a chaotic battle wear down your courage and make a person hide alone.

“The prince is not with me. He has returned to Dragonstone.”

Benjikou answered first, breathing heavily: "He is the prince of Dragonstone, and he is going to inherit and lead our revenge."

Oscar immediately answered: "There are dragons on Dragonstone. The prince went to sea at Crow's Roost three days ago."

A damning attack that killed their fathers.

The crown prince swore that he would ride a dragon to take them to seek justice.

Hearing this, Lei Jia responded silently, feeling a little comforted in his heart.

There's finally something gained, isn't there?

Seeing that the king stopped talking, Ilic pulled the two boys over and motioned them to go to the hotel to rest first.

A major incident occurred in the Riverlands. The Crown Prince was almost killed, and even the Prime Minister had one of his hands cut off.

Someone is going to suffer.

The two boys walked down the steps, looking back three times every step.

After a while, Benjikou plucked up the courage and opened his mouth: "Your Majesty, the prince would like to ask you not to start a war on his behalf. He will personally respond with blood and fire."

Rhaegar was stunned for a moment, and then gave up the thought of killing the chickens in the Latte Islands to scare the monkeys.

He lowered his head and smiled happily: "Okay, I'll wait."

If this can arouse the eldest son's flame of self-improvement, the loss of the Riverlands is not worth mentioning.

Not long after, the boys left.

Rhaegar and Rhaenyra stood hand in hand, looking at each other knowingly. Rhaenyra's eyes were full of heartache, and she couldn't imagine what her eldest son had gone through.

“Don't worry, everything is going in the right direction.”

Rhaegar stroked his fair face and said thoughtfully: "It might be helpful to send the two young dragons to Dragonstone Island."

“Hmm.” Rhaenyra leaned in silently.

At noon.

Blackwater Bay, on the calm sea.

A magnificent fleet sailed into Roar Road, with a dozen large ships parallel to each other, approaching King's Landing with great momentum.

“Hiss!”

The silver-gray dragon sliced through the waves, fanning its misty wings and soaring into the sky.

The convening of the Dragon Clan Conference calls back the bloodline outside.

“Woooooo—”

A large royal ship flying the flag of three red dragons came towards us and passed through the gap between the huge fleet.

Below decks, the cabin illuminated by a bonfire.

Two newly hatched baby dragons were locked in a cage. They hit the iron bars ferociously, their vertical pupils widened and sparks sprayed out.

The bonfire swayed slightly, and the crashing sound became louder.

A young dragon has blue-gray scales all over its body, its wing membranes and dorsal fin are scarlet, and it has a mouth full of sharp dragon teeth.

The other one is black and purple, with purple stripes all over the black scales, and a pair of sharp pale dragon horns growing on its forehead.

Outside, the majestic fleet completely passed by.

An inconspicuous three-masted sailboat was hung tightly at the rear of the fleet.

The deck is full of slave soldiers, with the symbol of Slaver's Bay branded on their faces.

The sails are very dazzling, revealing their full appearance when they are blown by the wind.

It turns out that there are two giant green dragons entwining each other, forming a special totem of two dragons standing side by side.

A silver-haired figure covered with a silk scarf stood on the bow of the ship, staring straight at the royal ship passing by.

The white and tender ears twitched slightly, as if they heard a mesmerizing voice.

Squinting his eyes happily.

On the other side, Dragonstone.

A sailing ship flying the flag of Crow's Roost docked, and a group of people landed on the island.

“This is Dragonstone?”

A tall, dark-haired woman with a bow and arrow on her back looked around and murmured with emotion.

“This is my territory, you don't have to be formal.”

Berron was wearing a black robe and walking forward by himself.

Compared to a month ago, the ten-year-old boy has grown a lot, both in his eyes and in his temperament.

The most obvious one is a finger-long horizontal scar on the left cheek.

　　It breaks the original childishness of the fair face and adds a bit of determination and perseverance.

The black-haired woman glanced and followed the prince silently.

Her name is Alexa Blackwood, the sister of the former Earl of Raventree City and the aunt of the current Earl of Benjikor.

In the battle of Noble Heart, she shot and killed several ironborn who killed her brother Samwell in the rebellion.

　　Because of her long, thick, black curly hair, she was nicknamed "Black Ari".

She is not beautiful, her skin is neither white nor delicate, and her horse face with high cheekbones looks mean.

Hand of archery skills, he became the crown prince's escort.

“Let's go, Ari.”

Berron was very silent and stepped **** the beach with every foot.

Under the guidance of Long Wei, the group bypassed the Stone Drum Tower and went straight to the towering Dragon Mountain with rugged rocks.

Longshan, at the foot of the mountain.

The old man looked bitter and confirmed again and again: "Prince, do you really want to live here forever?"

"Yes."

Berron spoke firmly, looking up at a smoking cave: "It doesn't matter if it's not here, I will wait forever."

The old dragon man hunched over and patiently tried to persuade him: "Vhagar is old and ugly. The young prince should choose a suitable dragon."

“Sorry, I'm not a pushover grandmother.”

Berron shook his head, his eyes proud: "I want it, this founding dragon that once fought alongside the conquerors."

Helping, the old man retreated angrily.

Instructing the dragon guards to patrol around, Belron took out his dragon claws and cut down the tree trunks to build a small wooden house.

“These should be handed over to the servants.”

Hei Yali put down her bow and arrows and took the initiative to help collect firewood.

“If I want to live here, I have to be self-sufficient.”

Berlon swung his sword in a standard posture and turned back to remind: "Pick up your bow and arrows, we are not safe."

“Who else dares to attack the crown prince of a country on Dragonstone?”

Hei Yali put her hands on her hips, as if she heard a joke.

“You'll understand.”

Berron shook his head, with no intention of explaining.

For several years, he did not dare to set foot on Dragonstone Island without the company of his parents and brothers and sisters.

Not because of anything else.

There was a very vengeful bad guy who had been planning to attack him all over the island.

At this moment, the top of Longshan Mountain.

“Hiss~!”

A young giant dragon with jet black scales and scarlet dorsal fins and wing membranes was lying on the rock on the top of the mountain, staring down at the silver-haired boy's every move.

It's full of malice and can be felt even from a long distance away.

(End of this chapter)

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