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

Stone Drum Tower.

The castle gate was tightly closed, and armored dragon guards patrolled all directions.

Attic top.

The dim corridor was silent, with a tallow candle hanging one meter apart, reflecting a dim yellow light.

Poof——

The sound of sharp blade chopping sounded, and a stream of blood sprayed on the dark roof like a spring.

"Prince, you can't do this..."

Archmaester Melos screamed, his whole body collapsed on the black stone floor, and he moved tremblingly.

In front of him, Rega, who was dressed in black robes, had a solemn face and casually held out a bloody sword flower.

In the corridor, several corpses wearing academic robes were scattered around.

Looking far away, in front of the king's bedroom door, a plump woman with green skirt and black hair fell in a pool of blood, the beauty's head spinning.

It is Yali Hewen who has evil intentions.

This vicious woman saw that she was disgusted by Daemon, so she sneaked out and tried to steal the dragon eggs of sisters Benila and Rhaena.

Fortunately, Rhaenyra had always been with her adopted daughters, leaving no opportunity for her to take advantage of.

When Rhaegar walked into the Stone Drum Tower, she sneaked into the king's bedroom, not knowing what she had in mind.

When he went out empty-handed, he happened to be bumped into by Rhaegar, who cut off his head with a sword.

Before she died, she was still shouting that she could cure the king's curse by sacrificing a dragon.

Rhaegar didn't believe a word of what she said.

Bracken died in a blood sacrifice.

Rhaegar let out a breath: "Grand Maester, your students are still a bit loyal."

He walked a few steps in front of him, stepped on Melos's robe, and his eyes fell on the other person's palm hidden in his sleeve.

As soon as he killed Yali Hewen, Melos walked out of the next room with several young bachelors, looking in a hurry.

Melos shook his head repeatedly and said in panic: "Prince, it was the queen who told me to develop poppy milk. You can't be reckless."

"If you weren't reckless, I would have wanted to kill you a long time ago." Rega said calmly.

Poof——

As soon as he finished speaking, he swung out the real fire in his hand and chopped off the old wise man's head.

The head rolled to the ground, his desperate pupils full of disbelief.

"While father is away, you fall into my hands again. It would be a pity not to kill you."

Rhaegar grinned and picked up the wad of letter paper clenched in the headless corpse's hand.

Bang!

The tip of the true fire sword pierced the black stone floor downwards, and Rhaegar flattened the letter and read each word silently.

The note did not contain any words that deliberately allowed his father's injury to worsen as expected, but there was something strange about it.

"The king tamed the dragon...the Targaryen revival...the world without magic..."

Reading line after line of fine print, Rhaegar became more and more frightened as he read.

The content specifically states that the father had thoughts about dragon training, expressing his strong resistance and uneasiness towards Targaryen's dragon training.

At the end, the city's pursuit of truth and the idea that magic does not exist are mentioned.

Lei Jia's eyes were as gloomy as water, he glanced at the headless body and spat: "You did not die unjustly."

As we all know, Targaryen has always been opposed to the faith of the Seven Gods and the concept of the Citadel.

But he didn't expect that a dignified bachelor would also hold such terrible prejudice.

The Conqueror relied on three dragons to conquer the Seven Kingdoms.

Is a Targaryen still a Targaryen without his dragon?

"Yali Hewen! Get out!"

There was a rush of footsteps, followed by Damon's angry roar.

Rhaegar turned his head and saw Damon, wearing only a white undershirt, walking angrily. His silver hair was messy, showing his anger at the moment.

Not only him, many people in the Shigu Tower were alarmed.

Rhaenyra looked worried and hurried over holding an adopted daughter in one hand.

Aegon, Helena, Leonor...

Even the frightened Allison opened the door and walked out of the room with her father Otto, who was accompanying her.

"Yali Hewen, you bitch!"

Damon's eyes were fierce and he cursed fiercely.

Rega glanced at him and said calmly: "Stop shouting, he has been gone for a while."

Damon looked left and right, and his eyes fell on a headless corpse, and the anger in his eyes subsided.

He had wanted to leave Dragonstone and kill this bitch.

Sneak away while he is sleeping.

Rhaenyra who arrived was surprised when she saw this scene: "Rhaegar, haven't you returned to King's Landing?"

"I am back again."

Rhaegar shrugged and turned to look at Allison who was going out behind him.

He wanted to see what it was like for Her Majesty the Queen to be a thief with a guilty conscience.

Allison was uneasy and bit his lower lip.

Otto took a step forward, protected his daughter behind him, and said solemnly: "Prince, you killed the Grand Bachelor."

"Didn't you see it when you were hiding behind the door?" Rhaegar held the real fire inserted into the floor with one hand, his expression indifferent.

He came here tonight for Melos and Yali Hewen, and he has achieved his goal.

In just a few words, Leonor and others rushed over.

Seeing the tragic situation in the corridor, Leonor was shocked, his face was trembling and he was speechless.

Rhaegar didn't say much and thrust the note left by Melos into the king's hand.

Having evil intentions towards the royal dragon, coupled with his previous lack of careful treatment, is enough to convict Melos of treason.

"Hiss!!"

At this moment, a dragon roar like a war drum resounded through the night and entered the castle.

An idea flashed in Rhaegar's mind, and he quickly ran out of the corridor and rushed to an open-air balcony.

Under the night sky, dark clouds cover the moon and the stars are hidden.

In the direction of the towering Dragon Mountain, a huge dragon soared into the sky, spraying out brilliant golden dragon flames.

"Hiss!!"

The giant dragon hovered in the night sky, roaring violently and endlessly, and the dark night frequently flashed with dazzling firelight.

Following Rhaegar's actions, the others followed and looked at the rioting dragon together.

Rhaenyra's almond-shaped eyes widened and she covered her mouth: "Wormithor! Who is it?"

For such a big dragon, the only one on the island is Wormisor, who is trying to tame the dragon.

Rhaegar's eyes were solemn: "Father, or Aemond."

Controlling the dragon and soaring in the sky is approaching the end of the successful dragon training, and it is also a key part of obtaining the ownerless dragon.

There is no weak coward on the back of any adult dragon.

"Hiss!!"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Wormisor, who was far away in Longshan, suddenly went berserk, spraying dragon flames and running around in a direction that kept getting closer to the castle.

The castle is built on a rock wall near the sea, not far from Longshan Mountain.

According to Wormisor's speed, the golden dragon flame would be splashed over everyone's heads within a few minutes.

"Hiss!"

"Hiss..."

As if they sensed the approach of a furious adult dragon, several dragons resting around the castle were alarmed, screaming and flapping their wings as they took off into the air.

First there was Syracuse having fun in the back garden, then Menghuo and Yangyan resting on the cliff, and finally Theselion curled up on the beach.

A total of four dragons flew over the castle together, neighing at each other restlessly, looking like they were at war with each other.

"Oops, Wormisor caused a dragon riot!"

Rhaenyra was startled and tried to communicate with Syrax.

However, the four dragons were all on alert, several miles away, and occasionally took the time to glance at the crazy Wormisor in the night sky.

Rhaegar frowned slightly, sensing the glutton's location early.

The glutton didn't leave Dragonstone and was wandering around the east coast.

He suspected that the riots in Wormisall had something to do with gluttons.

After all, the two sides have long had grievances.

The chaos lasted for a moment, and a huge object streaked across the night sky.

"Hiss-"

Under the cover of darkness, the Glutton appeared silently over the castle, letting out a thunderous roar.

It felt the provocation of its defeated general and returned as quickly as possible.

"Glutton, come here quickly!" Rhaegar stepped onto the balcony fence and shouted loudly.

The rioting dragons must be dispersed as soon as possible, otherwise something bad may happen.

"Roar……"

Gluttony roared, his green vertical eyes found the driver, and he folded his wings to descend.

The stone drum tower is tall and the back garden is spacious, barely allowing this dark dragon to stay temporarily.

"You guys try your best to communicate with your dragons and don't go out and run around."

Rhaegar confessed, leaped forward without looking back, and jumped towards the glutton's back.

Plop——

The glutton stretched his neck until it was level with the Stone Drum Tower, and Rhaegar easily jumped onto the dragon's back.

Not bothering to sit on the saddle, Rhaegar hurriedly shouted: "Glutton, let's go!"

"Hiss-"

The glutton roared, flapped its dark wings and flew into the air, sending a stream of green dragon flames straight towards the junction of the four dragons.

"Hiss..."

"..."

The four dragons had long been on alert due to the appearance of the glutton. As soon as the green dragon flames came out, they fled in all directions.

Especially Sunfire and Theselion.

One was punished by gluttons, and the other was not big enough to fit between his teeth, so he flapped his wings desperately and fled.

Menghuo is the oldest, reaching two-thirds the size of Glutton, and has a bad temper and roars in resistance.

"Hiss-"

The glutton turned his head angrily, and a mouthful of dragon flames hit him head-on. A pair of sharp hind legs were revealed, and he planned to pounce on him and kill him.

"Glutton, ignore it!" Rhaegar ordered calmly.

Now is not the time for infighting.

"Hiss..."

At the same time, Menghuo was burned all over his head and face by the sudden dragon flames. He screamed in fear and anger, and his light blue wings flapped randomly.

Suddenly, a rancid smell unique to dragons poured into his nose, instantly triggering Meng Huo's memory.

When the dragons were young, there were only two young dragons on Dragonstone.

One dream fire, one flash silver.

When the glutton, who is also a young dragon, appears for no reason, the peaceful situation is immediately broken.

Not mentioning the fallen Silver, Menghuo has been hunted alone more than a dozen times.

Every time, Long Kiss escaped and huddled in Long Mountain to recuperate for ten days and a half.

"Hiss..."

Memories appeared in Dragon's mind, Dream Fire screamed sharply, and he immediately ran away when the glutton was halfway through.

The speed is so fast that it feels like rolling and crawling.

"Roar……"

Staring at the fleeing Dream Fire, the glutton growled in an irritated voice, his green vertical pupils filled with ferocious color.

Pick an inconsiderate driver and it's been a while.

If we delay for a while, we can only go to that uninhabited archipelago to hunt for hybrid-like sharp-billed dragons.

"Glutton, don't be too impatient."

Rega's eyes flashed slightly and he spoke to comfort him: "Let's go drink Zhimisol first. There are still two pieces of sea monster meat from last time."

One person and one dragon have been together for many years, and they have long been connected.

He finally figured out that the gluttons were not stealing dragon eggs or preying on baby dragons on the island to control the number of dragons.

This guy obviously went there for the smell of dragon meat.

A damn dragon-eating maniac.