Game of Thrones: I Became a Crown Prince For a Day Chapter 632

Chapter 632 The Crown Prince's Temporary Team

Golden Fields, Chayon.

Hurrah, clack, clack…

The water of the River Lorne continues from the upper reaches to the lower reaches, with a gray mist in the middle, and a city in the shadow is located.

This place was once the most prosperous and majestic city of the Rhoynar, and it was also the place where the Valyrians dispatched three hundred dragons to fight against them.

After the great battle, Chayon was swallowed up by the mist rising from the River Rhoyne, leaving only the stonefolk infected with greyscale.

Boom—

The sky is clear and the sun is shining high.

A huge thing as black as carbon flew over the mist, its ferocious dragon kiss splashing endless green dragon flames.

“Be careful, glutton.”

Rhaegar frowned slightly and listened to the howling below.

That was the cry of the stone people, even though they had long lost their sense of pain and thinking.

The glutton's green vertical pupils are sharp, swooping down to stir up the thick fog, and the green dragon flames ignite the large area shrouded in shadow.

Chayorn is a water city built on the Rhoyne, the mother river of the Rhoynar.

Ashes-like dragon flames floated down, illuminating the entire land area.

Rhaegar watched it again and patted the dragon on the back: "That's it, man."

The glutton's nose flapped vigorously, disgusted with the smell below, and he flapped his jet-black dragon wings and quickly moved away.

As if there is something dirty down there.

Not long after, one person and one dragon returned to the shore of Dagger Lake.

Colakxiu hovered in the air, its scarlet body like a snake twisting, spraying large dragon flames from time to time.

Its neck is long and slender, and there is an endless stream of flames hidden in its belly.

Flying and breathing fire seem to be ways to relieve boredom.

　　Boom—

Glutton landed with a crash, and the pitch-black dragon head with its pale dragon horns raised, looking at the slender reptile in the sky.

“Quiet, man.”

Rhaegar gave his usual words of comfort and jumped off the dragon's back.

Dragon nature is ferocious, and dragon-eating species are even more cunning and evil.

Normally it's okay, but once it comes into contact with cursed places like the Sea of Smoke and Chayon, it will immediately arouse the viciousness.

Beside the camp, a disheveled Damon came out and yawned: "How is it? Did your Majesty find any treasure in the Heartbreak Territory?"

At first glance, it looks like someone just woke up from a hangover, which is really annoying.

Lei Jia had no choice but to shake his head helplessly: "There are debris and stone people everywhere. If I can clean it up, I can probably take out a lot of stones."

“Only rotten rocks?”

Dimon is not satisfied.

Rhaegar went to the lake and took off his clothes, walked into the cold water, washed himself and said, "What's more, I saw the bones of a dragon."

Damon glanced at it and looked away: "That's right, at least three dragons fell in ancient Valyria there."

To build a dragonstone castle, stones and things stained with the breath of the dragon are indispensable.

The golden fields were deserted, and nearby towns and markets did not obey orders.

The castle can be completed as quickly as possible, and Chayon along the lower reaches of the river is the best place to draw materials.

Endless stones, fallen dragon bones...

“Haha, maybe we can even dig up the bones of Prince Guerin.”

Damon sneered, looking down on the guy who overestimated his abilities.

Even though Prince Guerin's story is difficult and tragic, his **** is very stable.

Otherwise, the destroyed Three Kingdoms and Volantis are also worth remembering.

Rhaegar was not in the mood to start a fight and changed the subject: "Otto sent news that the coalition forces of Bluffs and Loras are trying to attack Norvos."

He did not say the result.

Because the other party must have failed.

Daemon washed his face by the lake to regain his energy, and then mentioned it compliantly: "A letter from King's Landing. Your precious son has tamed an unknown old dragon and has organized the princes of the Riverlands to counterattack the Basilisk Islands."

As he spoke, his eyes narrowed slightly: "I heard it's a green dragon, isn't it smaller than Vhagar?"

Rhaegar was startled when he heard this and let the lake water reach his neck.

Has the eldest son successfully tamed the dragon?

Even summoned the princes of the Riverlands and planned to attack the Basilisk Islands far away from the Summer Sea?

“Unexpected.”

Lega waited for a long time, not knowing whether he was relieved or worried.

“That kid is no worse than you were when you were a kid.”

Damen looked calm and asked knowingly: "Who discovered a wild dragon that is invisible to mountains and water?"

Hula…

The water of the lake rippled slightly, and Rega Chiguo climbed out. Not to be outdone, he said, "I heard that Benila is coming soon. Your good daughter burned down a mercenary group of two thousand people in one fell swoop."

“Huh?” Damon was stunned when he heard this and frowned secretly.

That girl is not a light-hearted person. She has a stronger personality than her mother and grandmother.

“Get ready to welcome my good cousin.”

Rega smiled, picked up his clothes and walked into the tent.

Isn't it just a strange yin and yang thing? Who wouldn't?

There is probably only one person in the world who can cure Damon, who is not afraid of heaven and earth.

She really dares to scold her father.

Three days later.

Lush green lawns beside Dagger Lake.

“Hiss!”

A young giant dragon with dark green scales and gray and white stripes on its body flew over, moving nimbly like a butterfly.

Under the giant dragon, a group of sallow-faced mercenaries staggered on their way with their hands tied with ropes.

The front line of the team treks side by side with seven or eight war elephants.

“Hiss!”

The young giant dragon flew over the head of the war elephant, frightening the largest creature on land and making it urinate all at once.

“Here we are, Moon Dancer.”

Benila was riding on the back of a dragon, looking down and smiling when she saw the tent by the lake.

Tug the saddle reins to control the brave Moon Dancer to land quickly.

Defeated a mercenary group of 2,000 men, captured 1,500 men, and captured seven war elephants.

Look at Damon still daring to treat her as a child.

Compared to the peaceful continent of Essos, the other side of the strait is full of turbulent waters.

Sunspear City, Tower of the Sun.

“Hurry, hurry, Parliament is about to convene.”

Quill had an anxious look on his face, and his short legs were moving rapidly. “Prince, time is running out.”

Belis Dayne, the Steward of Dorne and the Kingsguard, had a complex expression on his face. He took one step forward and three steps ahead of his opponent.

Prince Quill's development is lower than that of an ordinary teenager for some unknown reason.

Obviously I am 14 years old, but I have never grown taller.

Maesters in the city speculated that the prince might have been frightened when he was young, which inhibited his physical growth.

“There's no rush, it's the first day today.”

Prince Quill is young and mature, and he knows that the first time is the most important.

Boom—

The door of the main hall was opened, and people were already gathering inside.

Berron stood at a large conference table, seriously discussing combat strategies.

“Prince, I'm late.”

Prince Quill has a very good attitude and glances around.

“It's not too late, we came early.”

Berron raised his eyes slightly and communicated in a matter-of-fact manner.

Knocking on the white marble table, Verron looked serious: "Everyone, please take a seat."

After waiting for almost a month, the vassals from all sides finally gathered.

“Yes, Prince.”

Everyone sat down in response, and Prince Quill looked at them one by one.

Some have seen it, some have not, but none of them are unknown.

Berlon was thoughtful and introduced plainly: "This is Johanna Sven, the former Reese Black Swan, who will be responsible for managing the rear."

“Prince.”

Johanna was wearing a black gauze dress and said hello with a bright smile.

After her, others appeared one after another.

With a rather special status, Bachelor Mu Kun came from King's Landing to be responsible for logistics and making suggestions.

Hiliu, the steward of Myr, an old man who is good at assassination and gathering intelligence, was forcibly recruited.

In addition to the above three people, the main force includes the princes of the Hejian Land.

The lord of Riverrun and the steward of Three Rivers—Kermit Tully, is familiar with military books and has commanded small-scale battlefields.

His younger brother Oscar Tully, a young knight who is good at management and logistics, received excellent assistance in the education of his second son.

As well as Benjikou and Black Ali's aunt and nephew of the Blackwood family, they are all good at charging into battle.

Prince Quill greeted everyone one by one, smacking his lips secretly in his heart.

He is worthy of being the heir to the Iron Throne, and he has his own backbone team at a young age.

This configuration and talent selection can't be found even by searching the Dornish territory.

Boom—

The door opened again, and two figures walked in.

Berlon raised his head and smiled: "Elin, you are finally here."

That is a handsome young man with short silver-blond hair, deep purple eyes, and a tall and straight posture.

The two are old friends.

Aelin was an illegitimate son, from a family of shipwrights in Hull Town.

When he was a child, Lord Corlys recommended him as a squire. A few years later, his brother Adam went out of the country, and Aelin was recalled.

After a few years apart, he has become the first mate of the Velaryon fleet.

Aelin was dressed in fine clothes and bowed in salute: "Prince, on the order of Lord Corliss, I have brought twenty warships and 1,800 sailors from Hull Town."

“No more?”

Berron came forward to greet them and wanted more ships.

Erin said meticulously: "There are not many troops, but I guarantee you that they are the most capable warships and sailors on the sea."

“When will Lord Corliss arrive?”

Berron was a little relieved and pursued the sea minister and marshal.

The army cannot attack the Basilisk Islands without a highly respected veteran.

Aelin whispered: "Prince, your mother does not agree with the war. Lord Corliss is wary of Pentos."

His fleet set off for the expedition and almost alerted Prince Pentos to launch an attack.

King's Landing is now under full martial law, and the dragon known as the "Red Queen" patrols the throat around the clock.

Hearing this, Bellon was speechless: "Okay."

He knew that reckless decisions would lead to trouble.

But solving the rebellion in the Iron Islands and the Basilisk Islands is an urgent matter.

Not just for revenge and to win over the princes of the Riverlands.

It is a crucial battle to prove yourself and build your reputation.

Father's ability to call upon the continent of Westeros depends entirely on his victories of blood and fire.

The two battles of the Stepstone Islands did not shock Westeros, but only made their name resounding across the continent of Essos.

The war that really became famous in Westeros was the humble "Double Cloth" War.

　　The Gluttons broke into the Stonehedge of House Blake and executed all the blood of House Bracken.

This battle stung the nerves of the entire Westeros nobles, who no longer dared to offend the royal family.

Having learned from the past, Bellon naturally copied it.

There is no one to scare the monkeys in the Riverlands, so let's take action on the Greyjoy family in the Iron Islands.

The descendants of the ancestors who ruled the Iron Islands for more than a hundred years were ungrateful and only knew how to plunder and cause chaos.

That's just like the Conqueror exterminated the Hall family of Black-Hearted Harren, and the Greyjoy family of Dalton, the red sea monster.

“Prince, the Stepstone Islands are still recovering. It would be better for our army to move to Lys.”

Erin has a very aristocratic demeanor and gives guidance on the situation as soon as he comes up.

Sunspear City is too far away from the Basilisk Islands, so it would be better to shorten the distance in Lys.

Of course, Volantis and Slaver's Bay are the most preferred, but these two areas are relatively sensitive and not suitable for the Crown Prince to visit.

Berron's eyes flashed and he smiled: "Don't worry, the Iron Islands haven't been solved yet."

Erin hesitated for a moment and opened his mouth.

“Prince, prince…”

Another figure jumped out and shouted: "I've fed all the dragons, and there are more than a dozen goats."

Berron looked over and his vision suddenly went dark.

Ricinma was wearing a gray robe, carrying a bamboo stick under his arm, and even his black hair was shaved into a short head.

It is a standard picture of a dragon man's dress.

But the girl was originally lacking in appearance. She not only had a big face, but also had a crooked nose and freckles.

Paired with tomboy-like short hair, it looks really eye-catching.

“Hiss!”

Suddenly, a gray dragon shadow flew past outside the Tower of the Sun, making a long and thin roar of excitement.

He turned around slowly and slowly, joining the group of dragons hovering in the sky.

(End of this chapter)

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