Game of Thrones: I became a crown prince for a day

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Under the spray of dragon flames, the pirate ship almost rolled over, and the mast broke from it, smashing onto the deck.

The sailor who controlled the scorpion crossbow didn't even have a chance to dodge, and was smashed into pulp by the mast, and then annihilated in the dragon flames.

"Keep burning and sink the entire ship!"

Rhaegar took advantage of the victory to pursue and ordered the gluttons to continue burning dragon flames.

Without the threat of the scorpion crossbow, the glutton didn't care about the arrows and stayed in mid-air, covering the entire pirate ship in green dragon flames.

Rhaegar sat upright in the saddle and looked carefully for any caught fish.

Facing the fierce and terrifying pirates of the Three Women Kingdom for the first time, he did not dare to be careless.

A breath of dragon flames that burns it all away is victory.

After a while, Rhaenys flew over with Melias and asked, "Rhaegar, are you in any danger?"

"Fortunately, I saw the scorpion crossbow."

Looking at the burned-to-ruins pirate ship below, Rhaegar stopped the glutton from continuing to spray dragon flames.

"Haha, you are really cautious."

Rhaenys held the reins with one hand and looked down at the miserable situation below.

The whole ship was burned to the ground.

Not to mention pirates, the weapons have all melted into molten iron.

"It's better to be cautious."

Rhaegar smiled and flew Glutton towards the rescued merchant ship.

Rhaenys clicked her tongue and followed the dragon.

Returning to the remote island where the battle just took place, the dragon flames on the pirate ship had not yet been extinguished, burning the crackling corpses.

The merchant ship was affected, the deck was completely burned, and the canvas was still burning.

Plop——

A burned-out hatch was knocked open from the inside, and a group of poorly clothed poor people scrambled out.

"All the slave traders are dead, let's run!"

"Blessed by the Lord of Light, the flames purify sin..."

"..."

This group of people were old and young, men and women, most of them were sallow and thin, and they ran towards the deck in a panic.

"Are these people slaves?"

Hearing the name slave trader, Rhaegar's expression changed and his voice became cold.

Westeros opposes slavery and prohibits the slave trade.

This was the first time he encountered a so-called slave ship.

"With the exception of Westeros and Braavos, where slavery is outlawed, there are slaves all over the world."

Rhaenys's reaction was mediocre, and her frown indicated that she was also resisting.

She traveled around the world with her husband's fleet and saw too many slaves.

Especially Lys, Myr, Tyrosh and the entire Slaver's Bay, slaves are everywhere, and their status is the same as livestock.

"Want to go down and take a look?"

Sensing Rhaegar's repulsion, Rhaenys suggested.

"Okay, this ship won't last long, let's move these people to other merchant ships."

Rhaegar nodded and lowered the height of the glutton.

"Dragon King...Dragon King..."

Seeing the dragon approaching, the slaves knelt down and worshiped in fear.

The Dragon King family of the old Valyrian period also left a deep memory on the continent of Essos.

Rhaegar looked around and said loudly: "Where are you slaves and where are you shipped to?"

"Great Dragon Lord, we have been trafficked from all over the world, and this ship is bound for Pentos."

An elderly, skinny old man knelt on the ground and replied with a hoarse voice.

"Pantos?"

Rhaegar was slightly startled.

Pentos is located in the Free Trade City-state and once signed an agreement with Braavos to prohibit the slave trade.

On second thought, Pentos is not Braavos, which was founded by Westeros and slaves.

Slavery is banned on the surface, but who cares about raising slaves secretly?

Just as he was thinking about it, one of the kneeling slaves crawled out and moved towards the deck stealthily.

"He's a pirate!"

Someone shouted, exposing the fleeing person.

Without waiting for the pirate to react, the slaves on the left and right stood up and subdued him to the ground, punching and kicking him.

Rega watched coldly and did not stop him.

He just felt something was wrong with this person.

The other slaves were all skinny, but he was fat and strong.

Poof——

Suddenly, the sound of a sharp blade piercing through was heard, and the besieging slaves dispersed in panic.

Rhaegar cast his gaze away.

A thin French girl stood up, holding a dagger in one hand and the pirate's head in the other.

Dang clang——

The foreign girl threw away the dagger, panted slightly with her flat chest, and moved towards the front of the deck.

The other slaves saw her and moved out of the way.

When she reached a group of slaves, the Fanbang girl knelt down with a bang, holding the pirate's head in her hands, lowering her head and saying nothing.

Rhaegar looked at her. She was as thin as a stick, with long messy black hair, and a pale, foreign face.

"What's your name?"

Rega was curious about the other person's deftness in killing people, so he asked.

"Sarah!"

The Fanbang girl's voice was hoarse and she looked extremely weak.

"Are you a slave too?"

"I'm not sold yet."

The foreign girl denied her identity as a slave and wavered as she spoke.

Rhaegar glanced at the women in the slave pile and ordered: "Take care of her. A fleet will take you away in the evening."

A very courageous girl, but he is not in the mood to deal with trivial matters now.

"Great Dragon Lord, where will the fleet take us?"

The skinny old man asked tremblingly.

Rhaegar hesitated and looked at Rhaenys in the sky.

This group of people were all slaves and could not be sold and were difficult to relocate.

Rhaenys saw his dilemma and said: "Transport them to Tideshead Island first, and those who can't find a job will be transported to King's Landing."

She's very skilled at this.

People who can become slaves, in addition to women and children, are mostly young laborers and various craftsmen.

With a stable environment, it is not difficult to survive.

"Okay, let's do it."

Rega nodded in agreement and planned to return to Chaotou Island.

"etc!"

The foreign girl hurriedly spoke out and said excitedly: "Honored Prince, I have a treasure to dedicate to you."

Lei Jia made a move and asked doubtfully: "Oh, what treasure?"

There are several merchant ships nearby, and they may contain some rare treasures.

His quest as an explorer requires this treasure with a long heritage and strange materials.

"It's a long sword made of Valyrian steel!"

The Fanbang girl answered immediately.

"Valyrian steel sword, where is it?"

Rega's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he was very excited.

A Valyrian steel sword is worth thousands of gold, and there are only a handful of them in all of Westeros.

Moreover, Valyrian steel contains magic, and if accompanied by certain special experiences, it can trigger explorer missions.

"In the slave owner's cabin, he used the sword to chop off the head of a female slave to demonstrate the sword's sharpness."

Sara said weakly.

The skinny old man was shocked when he heard this, and hurriedly urged the strong young man beside him: "Hurry, hurry up and find that sword for the Dragon Lord."

Other slaves rushed into the ruined cabin, searching everywhere despite the scorching heat of the charred wood.

Soon, a charred corpse was dug out.

A jet-black long sword fell beside the scorched corpse.

The skinny old man took the long sword and carefully wiped the ashes with a piece of paraffin, revealing the true appearance of the Valyrian steel long sword.

A whole Valyrian steel sword, crowdfunding for a good name.