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

Buzz——

As if sensing his thoughts, the flaming red heart bloomed with a red halo, covering the whole person.

Without waiting for Rhaegar to react, the halo expanded rapidly and enveloped the entire sailboat like a red ball.

"Hiss..."

The next moment, Gluttony neighed, full of confusion.

Rhaegar raised his head and saw the glutton fluttering its wings and rushing out of the volcanic ash, its green vertical pupils covered with a faint blush.

Under the shelter of the red halo, the volcanic ash was isolated and the high temperature dropped.

"The King of Light has appeared, let's leave quickly!"

Rhaegar shouted quickly, urging the mercenaries to adopt the stupidest rowing method.

There is no need to rush.

He clearly sensed that the maintenance of blush required the blessing of magic power.

The magic power in Rhaegar's blood is limited, and he is already borrowing the violent fire element from the glutton's body.

"Hiss..."

Gluttony lowered its altitude and glided, its wings flapping to create strong winds, providing strong power to the sails.

The sky and sea were covered in volcanic ash, a state of chaos and darkness.

Rhaegar relied on his feeling and shouted: "Glutton, lead the way ahead."

The glutton was born from a wild dragon, and his intelligence was higher than that of ordinary people.

Hearing the driver's instructions, he used the dragon's unique keen senses to guide the sailboat through the coming sea.

Accompanied by strong winds all the way, the sailboat traveled extremely fast.

Within half an hour, they were drifting hundreds of miles away.

At this distance, the impact of submarine volcanoes has been minimized, and volcanic ash cannot spread so far.

Wave~

Freed from the burning ash, the blush that enveloped the sailboat was like a bubble bursting.

Rhaegar's face was pale, lying on his back on the corpse of the sea monster, holding the flaming red heart with restrained divine light in his hand.

After the magical infusion of one person and one dragon, the flaming red heart seemed to be activated.

It is no longer as dull as before, but becomes eye-catching.

Rega looked up at the sky. The hazy weather unique to the Sea of ​​Smoke was dim but peaceful.

"What a good thing, it is worthy of being the inheritance of the King of Light!"

Holding the flaming red heart in his hand, Rhaegar breathed a deep sigh of relief.

"Hiss..."

Suddenly, a deep dragon roar came from afar and lasted for a long time.

Rhaegar stood up suddenly, ignoring his sore muscles and looked back in the direction where the dragon's roar came from.

He knew the roar of the glutton all too well, it was as dull as a bell.

Although the dragon roar just now was also very loud, it was a little less rough and domineering.

"There are still dragons in the sea of ​​smoke!"

Rhaegar looked solemn and stared at the thick haze behind the sailboat.

The glutton soared in front of the sailboat to lead the way. This dragon roar must be another dragon.

He stared unblinkingly, but the haze showed no change.

"Why not?" Lei Jia was disappointed, but still refused to give up.

He wants to confirm whether there is really a dragon in Yanhai!

"Hiss..."

Another dragon roar came, but it was not a dragon in the haze, but a glutton who turned back after hearing the sound.

The glutton flapped its wings and hovered over the sailboat, its green vertical pupils staring in one direction.

call--

Just when Rhaegar was about to give up, the haze in the distant sky surged and rippled.

Then, a gray figure flashed past and disappeared into the thick haze.

"There really is a dragon!"

Rhaegar caught this scene just in time, his face darkening.

When I saw it just now, there was indeed a dragon shadow.

It can be vaguely determined that the dragon is probably larger than Syracuse and smaller than Coraxio.

The scales are extremely smooth and seem to be a silvery black color that fits the haze.

The body is relatively well-proportioned, similar to Dream Fire and Gray Shadow.

As his thoughts flowed, Lei Jia was surprised and doubtful: "There is actually a dragon in the Yanhai. It looks like it is still very young in size."

Considering the dangerous living environment of Yanhai, it can basically be ruled out that it is a tamed dragon.

Then there is only one possibility, that dragon is a wild dragon that hatched on its own!

Looking back at the captain's cabin, Rhaegar's eyes flickered.

The green dragon egg unearthed from the ruins is still stored in the bedroom.

The wild dragon in the mist was probably hatched from the dragon eggs left behind by the Dragon King's family.

"A wild dragon..."

Rhaegar murmured to himself, secretly relieved.

As long as it is not a tamed dragon, wild dragons can still accept it.

The origin of the glutton cannot be verified.

Some say that Glutton was hatched on Dragonstone.

There are also speculations that the glutton does not belong to Dragonstone, but is a pure wild dragon from outside.

But it doesn't matter.

Rhaegar stared at the layers of haze, his thoughts drifting into the distance.

…

Time flies, ten days later.

Volantis, port.

A three-masted sailboat with a strong smell of sea moored ashore.

"Hiss..."

The loud roar of the dragon resounded through the port. The sailors and slaves raised their heads and saw an extremely huge black dragon.

The giant dragon roared high into the sky like a demonstration and circled the city-state twice before slowly landing near the black wall.

Everyone knew that it was the dragon of the Targaryen Dragon King.

Not long after, the giant black dragon took to the air again, flapping its wings and soaring towards the narrow sea.

No one knows what the dragon did in the short time it took to land.

No one dared to ask more questions.

At one point, R'hllor's faith grew more active.

…

On the narrow sea.

The sky is blue, white clouds are floating, and the salty sea breeze is very cool.

A conversation was taking place on the deck of a large cargo ship.

"Uncle, I didn't expect you to be waiting for me here."

Rega looked at the familiar figure in front of him, his tone was quite calm.

Dai Meng was holding a half-sloshed bottle of red wine in his hand, facing the vast sea, and said calmly: "I didn't expect you to dare to explore the Sea of ​​Smoke."

As he said this, he glanced at the round bundle slung around his nephew's waist and said calmly, "It looks like I've gained a lot."

After learning about Rhaegar's exploration of the Sea of ​​Smoke, he took a boat to stop him.

Not for anything else.

Just for the family, brother and niece.

Lei Jia patted his satchel without covering up anything, and said seriously: "At last, the trip was not in vain."

"To be honest, you are too reckless."

Damon took a sip of his drink and said with a bad attitude: "I once tried to explore the Sea of ​​Smoke with Corakxiu, but the dragon became restless as soon as it reached the Sea of ​​Smoke, so I had no choice but to give up."

It's no secret that the Sea of ​​Smoke contains Valyria's lost treasures.

But not everyone is blessed by luck.

Hearing this, Rega was a little silent.

Damon is right, the sea of ​​smoke is indeed dangerous.

You must never set foot there again unless absolutely necessary.

Seeing that his nephew did not want to continue this topic, Damon turned to look at the two girls in the corner of the deck, his eyes playful: "Are you sure you want to take these two illegitimate daughters back to King's Landing?"

"I don't take it, you take it!"

Rhaegar shrugged and said helplessly: "I want to ride the dragon back to King's Landing, and you will take care of them."

"I thought you were very brave." Damon smiled contemptuously.

"No way." Rega shook his head and changed his tone: "I've heard about the brothel."

After finishing his words, he stared at his good uncle with burning eyes.

He was not angry about the death of Varos, a puppet-like illegitimate son who was dead when he died.

but……

Damon's eyes flashed dangerously, and he sarcastically said: "Just a bitch."

"That's a Targaryen." Rhaegar frowned but didn't finish his sentence.

Senila was buried in the fire, which was a crime of parricide.

Damon sneered again and again and said stubbornly: "My grandfather said long ago that she is not a Targaryen, just a bitch."

He had heard of this person in his early years.

But no special ideas.

Until the focus fell on Volantis, and such an eyesore was discovered.

It happened that the illegitimate son Varos appeared on the stage and was easily wiped out.

"Maybe you're right."

Rhaegar shook his head, not intending to go into details.

He just cared about his uncle, just like the other person suddenly cared about him.

Afterwards, the uncle and nephew fell into silence.

Rhaegar did not hold the other party accountable for the murder of Varos.

He didn't expect an illegitimate son to be in power, he was just a mascot on the surface.

Likewise, the old nobleman and Teslio were secretly removed from the consideration list.

The powerful people in the Free Trade City all have one characteristic, that is, they cannot be trusted.

Overseas forces have finally broken away from the royal power. It is acceptable to show their holiness in front of others, but it is not advisable to be greedy and abuse power.

His focus should be on Westeros.

Damon found a wooden box and sat down, drinking sip after sip, looking up at the sky.

The brief tranquility made him unwilling to break it.

…

King's Landing, Red Keep.

In the conference hall, the imperial meeting was held.

Viserys frowned, holding a wine cup in his hand.

Compared to more than half a month ago, his breathing was much better, and the smile on his lips had returned to its former self.

A group of imperial ministers were sitting around the conference table.

Prime Minister Leonor, Minister of Civil Affairs Otto, Bachelor of Arts Melos, Minister of Finance Linman, Minister of Justice Jaspi...

There was a lack of a sea lord, and there was no election.

"Everyone, everyone knows about the situation in Stormland. Can you give us your opinion?"

Viserys raised his eyebrows and asked all the ministers.

The ministers looked at each other and glanced at the king's side from time to time.

Viserys noticed this and pretended to ignore it, putting on a smile.

On the right side, Allison, who was wearing a green dress, was sitting dignifiedly, silently pouring wine for him.

On the left, Rhaenyra was wearing a strapless black dress and playing with a black stone ball mixed with green dragon patterns with a dull expression.

That is her brother's prince stone ball.

No one spoke, and the scene was deserted for a while.

Viserys looked around and opened his mouth to let his wife and daughter out.

Previously, he was weak, but Allison had always taken care of him during royal meetings and served him with all his heart.

Rhaenyra has the title of Princess of Dragonstone, so it is reasonable to attend in place of Rhaegar.

After much thought, Viserys still did not speak, acquiescing to the presence of his wife and daughter.

Seeing this, although the ministers were helpless, there was nothing they could do.

Anyway, there is no conflict between the queen and the princess and it will not affect the progress of the meeting.

Leonor stood up, relieved the king, cleared his throat and said: "Your Majesty, the construction of the prince's palace is very expensive, and most of the materials are provided by the river and the storm."

"Not long ago, the stormy land encountered waves. Several noble families who provided wood and stone suffered losses. I hope to advance part of their due compensation from the treasury."

Upon hearing this, Viserys took a sip of wine and said ridiculously: "The family that can provide materials is not in the coastal area?"

When the kingdom incurred expenses in a certain area, local nobles were temporarily recruited and replenished from the national treasury afterwards.

Several rotating noble families wanted to apply for remuneration from the treasury before providing much material.

Simply whimsical.

Facing the king's question, Leonor hesitated for a moment, not knowing how to answer.

He also noticed hidden problems, but he couldn't speak out.