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

Two giant dragons, one silver, black and one scarlet, were fighting in mid-air, their claws tearing hard, their scales broken and blood flowing.

"Hiss..."

Corakxiu was even better, the dragon kissed his neck tightly, drank blood and let out a high-pitched scream.

Mogul felt the danger and tried to use dragon flames to force the opponent to relent.

boom--

The smoke-like gray dragon flames burned, and Colakxiu's neck quickly became hot, which in turn inspired him to bite harder and harder.

Only sub-adult dragons can be burned by similar flames. Adult dragons' scales continue to thicken and they already have considerable immunity.

Mogul was so furious that he twisted his neck and tried to bite him back, but his huge dragon kiss never touched him.

In close combat, Colakxiu's advantage of his slender body was perfectly utilized.

It entangled Mogul like a spiritual snake, a pair of small sharp claws pierced the scales, and the dragon wings fiercely slapped the opponent's dragon head.

"Haha~"

Damon sneered, his eyes locked on the red-robed monk, and one hand touched the hilt of the sword at his waist.

Secretly considering whether to jump on the dragon's back and stab this dragon species to death.

As my nephew said, there is only one dragon family in the world, and there can only be one dragon family!

"Mogul, cheer up!"

The red-robed monk shouted with all his strength, his voice trembling.

The process of taming a mogul is tricky, but giving orders is extremely difficult.

"Roar……"

Mogul roared angrily, and a sharp claw suddenly grabbed Corakxiu's abdomen, grabbing it like an iron vice and pulling it hard.

Colakxiu was briefly restrained, quickly adjusted his body shape, and tried to break free from the claws.

Phew!

In a panic, Mogul bit down on one of its dragon wings, his sharp fangs sinking deeply into its flesh.

Suddenly, there seemed to be a "clicking" sound of bone cracking.

"Hiss!..."

Corakxiu screamed miserably, and immediately let go of the dragon's kiss, tilting his neck back to bite the opponent's huge dragon head.

Under the severe pain, the ferocity of the bloodworms exploded.

boom--

Just as the dragon's kiss was about to hit, Mogul gave up on tearing the dragon's wings, and the dragon's head, which was densely covered with horns, swung wildly and hit it.

Colakxiu failed with one move, and his vertical pupils locked onto the opponent's bell-like amber eyes.

"Hiss..."

The heart of blessing is coming, and the scarlet dragon flames are spraying out.

For any dragon, fragile eyes are always a weakness.

boom--

The dragon flames arrived instantly and hit the opponent's dragon head.

At the critical moment, Mogul's instinct of perseverance made him shake his head to avoid, and all the scarlet dragon flames bombarded its dragon's kiss.

Mogul growled dullly, and subconsciously loosened his claws, tearing off large bloody scales at will.

"Colaxio, bite its neck!"

Seeing that it was difficult to determine the outcome of the fight, Daemon shouted loudly, drew his sword and stood up on the dragon's back.

"Hiss..."

Corakxiu became more and more courageous as he fought. The blood greatly stimulated his bloodthirsty, and he attacked fiercely regardless of being injured.

In contrast, Mogul's condition was getting worse and worse, his vertical pupils flashed with a look of madness, and he was biting without any plan.

The red-robed monk on the dragon's back was reduced to a foil, and it was lucky that he barely escaped being thrown off the dragon's back.

The two dragons continued to fight, falling from the clouds and fighting each other in the drizzle.

Damon held the saddle handle with one hand and stared at the red-robed monk coldly.

There is only one thought in my mind: "Kill him!"

With a thought in mind, he stepped across the saddle with his feet.

"Hiss!!"

At this moment, a giant scarlet dragon shuttled through the clouds and came at extremely fast speeds, roaring furiously.

"Dragon Flame!"

Rhaenys came over after hearing the news and shouted loudly.

Melias lowered his head and dived, his wings cutting the airflow like sharp edges, and a dragon flame like a pillar of fire sprayed out fiercely.

boom--

The dragon flames directly bombarded Mogul's head, exploding a burst of burnt black smoke.

"Roar!……"

Mogul roared in severe pain, his thoughts were confused for a moment, and his huge body was out of control.

The red-robed monk shouted in horror: "Mogul, run!"

The plan to attack a Targaryen dragon knight failed, another dragon knight arrived, and he had to escape quickly.

Colakxiu immediately gained the upper hand, locked the opponent's neck, and climbed onto the opponent's body with both wings and claws.

Seeing this, Damon's eyes flashed and he sat back on the saddle.

"Roar……"

The pain brought Mogul back to his senses, and the huge dragon kiss spurted out dragon flames, hitting the bloodworm's head lying on his body.

Both claws were also struggling, tearing at Colakxiu's chest and abdomen, and large chunks of flesh were hooked under the sharp claws.

Colakxiu was hit on the head by the dragon flame, and he screamed in pain and continued to exert force, trying to bite off his neck completely.

However, a pair of dragon claws suddenly pierced his chest, and alarm bells rang in his heart.

"Colaxio, protect yourself."

Damon felt something and immediately ordered to avoid.

Cousin Rhaenys arrived riding a dragon, and there was no need to fight desperately.

"Hiss..."

Korakxiu relaxed when he heard the sound, supported the opponent's body with his broad scarlet wings, and dexterously used the force to fly far away.

The slender dragon tail swings, quickly grasping the balance and stabilizing the descending body.

Rhaenys quickly approached and said rationally: "Daemon, stop the wild dragon!"

"Roar……"

Mogul roared low, flapped his wings and struggled to regain his balance, then fled against the ripples of the sea.

Colakxiu dived to catch up, his dragon wing was bleeding and his agility was greatly slowed down.

"Hiss..."

Melias took the first step, flapped his wings and flew a hundred meters away, soaring in the sky in pursuit.

Mogul was not slow, his flight altitude gradually increased, and he made a semicircle and rushed into the weak cloud layer.

Melias roared and chased after the jet of dragon flames.

For a time, rain fell from the sky, and dragon flames erupted into clouds of smoke.

Mogul resisted tenaciously and soared up and down regardless.

After living in the mist for many years, he has long developed a tricky flying method, which is enough to avoid any sudden disaster.

Both sides were chasing each other, and just ten minutes passed by in a flash.

By the time Daemon drove Coraxio to chase him, Mogul had disappeared, leaving Melias alone in the air under the clouds.

Rhaenys looked ugly and stared straight ahead.

A prosperous city-state hidden in the bay - Tyrosh

Damon took a look, and a look of anger flashed across his stern face.

The fighting sea was too close to Tyrosh, and Mogul fled back to the city-state.

Rhaenys took a deep breath, patted the dragon's back, turned around, and soared toward Myr.

She patrols with a dragon every day, hears giant dragons fighting in the distance, and comes over after hearing the sound.

The tamed wild dragon escapes, and she must return to Myr to help defend it.

Damon said coldly: "We still have to prepare for a dragon fight."

Corakxiu neighed unwillingly, sniffing the fresh dragon blood stained by the dragon's kiss, and was too anxious to leave.

…

That night.

Rhaegar received two separate letters.

The content is roughly the same; [Mogul was tamed, and the attack on Corakxiu was repelled! 】

boom--

Rhaegar punched the sand table, his face as black as the bottom of a pot: "Send troops tomorrow morning to besiege Reese!"

He thought that the wild dragon would be tamed, but he didn't expect it to be so fast.

No matter how many dragon king relics there are in Essos, the bloodline should continue to become thinner from generation to generation.

Really underestimate them.

The sea snake took the letter and read it with a solemn expression: "Prince, since Mogul is in Tyrosh, would you like to send another dragon to support us?"

Tyrosh is besieged and unable to attack, Rhaenys will come to support Lys, leaving only Daemon as the dragon master.

Rhaegar shook his head: "Mogul will return to Lys, there is no need to bother."

Although it is unknown who tamed Mogul, Mogul was a dragon captured by Lys.

On the surface, this dragon belongs to the Three Women Kingdom, but in fact it is only loyal to Bambaro.

Lys is invaded, and Morgul must return to help.

…

Dragonstone.

A raven crossed the narrow sea and flew into the bachelor's loft in the Stone Drum Tower.

The old bachelor Gladys took off the letter and saw that the red paint ink was half of the three red dragons and half of the seahorse.

That was Daemon's temporary badge.

Gladys didn't dare to neglect and found Lanner who had not yet fallen asleep.

"Thank you, Maester."

Lanner held her belly with one hand and leaned against the door frame of the bedroom to express her thanks.

"You have a big month, so pay more attention to rest."

Grates had a kind face and immediately stepped back after reminding him.

Lanner watched him leave, then imprisoned him into the bedroom.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Lanner's eyes softened as she opened the letter and looked at it.

In more than a hundred words, he expressed Dimon's ambition.

[I will conquer a piece of land, and the fetus in your belly will become my heir...]

As she watched, Lanner closed her eyes and sighed, her nose feeling sour.

She had heard Rhaenyra talk about the strategy of the Narrow Sea, to attack and siege once, and then divide it after the war.

However, between the lines of the letter, Daemon had no idea of ​​partition at all, and had a strong tendency to capture a city-state with one man and one dragon.

Lanner knew him well after being married for many years.

Daemon did not want to follow Rhaegar's orders. He planned to act privately to maximize his profits.

"Roar……"

At the right time, the wail of Vagehar came from outside the Stone Drum Tower, expressing loneliness and loneliness.

"Vhagar..."

Lanner was slightly absent-minded, and the worries in her heart doubled.

…

The next day, the sun was high.

Wuwuwu——

The killing horn sounded, dozens of warships gathered, and the sails painted with three red dragons moved forward into the wind.

The sea serpent wears heavy armor and holds a crescent spear. He stands on the deck and gives orders.

The fleet sailed in an orderly manner and approached the port of Lys.

At the door of the cabin, Rhaegar was sitting cross-legged, holding a glass candle in his hand.

The glass candle is completely transparent, about the thickness of a baby's arm, and has a glass wick at the end.

puff--

Rega silently recited the incantation, and a wisp of flame appeared from the candle wick.

With mind and body united, gaze at the candlelight.

call! call!

The candlelight flickered slightly, and a picture was mysteriously outlined.

A giant dragon with silver-black scales and mist-colored wings soared through the sea of ​​clouds.

As the body moved back and forth, the long and thick dragon tail exposed the missing half of its tail tip.

Looking carefully, there are old and new scars all over his body, large and small.

"Roar……"

The giant dragon roared, carrying a red-robed monk on its back, and landed in a city-state under martial law.

Zila...

The flames went out.

Rega's eyes closed, and his thoughts gradually returned to his brain.

As expected, Mogul returned to garrison in Lys.

Woo woo woo...

Suddenly, a low horn sounded, and the waves crashed.

"Be alert! Prepare to fight!"

The sea snake shouted loudly and directed the soldiers to launch the catapult.

Rhaegar opened his eyes and quickly walked to the front of the deck.

Looking around, a fleet of no less than a hundred ships appeared on the sea, with all kinds of strange mercenary badges painted on the sails.

"Lord Corliss, please lead the fleet to keep your distance."

Rega's voice was calm, and his eyes flashed coldly.

"Hiss-"

As soon as he finished speaking, a deafening roar resounded across the sky.

The long white clouds shrouded a layer of shadow, and a dragon head as black as charcoal poked out, with cold green vertical pupils looking down.

Immediately, the white clouds were like cotton wool, and a pair of black dragon wings covered the sky and the sun.

"Roar……"

The glutton rushed down from the clouds like an unstoppable crossbow arrow.

The dragon's body dived so fast that it was gliding close to the sea in an instant, and its strong chest broke a thick mast.

There was a loud bang that almost knocked the warship over.

The ferocious dragon kissed him, and the green dragon flames poured out like a terrifying evil god harvesting lives.