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

The next day.

The sky was clear and white clouds were floating.

Three dragons flew across the Dorne Desert and entered the Reach.

Rhaegar rode the Glutton in front and looked back at the two dragons hanging behind him.

Aemond hung his head and took out a blue eyeball from his eye socket.

He took it to his mouth and blew a breath, wiped it and put it back into his eye socket.

Aegon was completely dejected, lying on Yangyan's back, like a salted fish.

"Tsk!"

Rhaegar had no choice but to wipe the broad-bladed giant sword in his hand.

The giant sword was long and thick, with a meteor pattern engraved on the surface, and the blade was pale like milky white glass.

A voice sounded, interrupting his thoughts.

"This exploration is over, please pick up the lost treasure."

Rhaegar's eyes lit up, and the system panel appeared.

[Dawn]

Exploration progress: 100%

Rhaegar's mouth curled slightly, and his eyes searched obscurely.

On the edge of the saddle, a purple halo the size of a leather ball floated, shaking up and down.

Rhaegar reached out to touch it, and the halo broke with a poke, turning into a small ball of purple light that drilled into his palm.

"The relic was picked up successfully, testing in progress..."

"Testing successful, determined to be an epic relic, the Heart of the Stars."

"Sure enough, at worst it's an epic relic."

Rhaegar secretly complained, and a milky white iron ingot called the Heart of the Stars appeared in his mind.

With a thought, the iron ingot fell out of thin air.

Rhaegar quickly picked it up, and it was quite heavy.

Without wasting time, check the trigger clues provided by the explorer.

"The fallen stars absorb the magic of starlight and awaken the mysterious treasure."

Rhaegar raised his eyebrows and whispered: "Starlight magic?"

This is the first time I heard that stars have magic.

I have only heard of water mages in the Rhoyna and fire mages in ancient Valyria.

Stars...

"When I was a kid, I secretly visited Flea Bottom with Rhaenyra. Only the cheating fortune tellers would talk about the stars and the moon."

Rhaegar shook his head and laughed, taking back the greatswords Dawn and Heart of Stars.

The hint was very clear.

The magic of starlight awakens the secret treasure.

Try it under the night sky at night.

"Rhaenyra is eight months pregnant."

Rhaegar let his mind go and recalled the message Rhaenyra sent him.

My father was drowsy all day and hadn't managed government affairs for a long time.

Alison kept making small moves, summoning the downtrodden nobles he had privately recruited, and looked like he was facing a great enemy.

Rhaenyra was pregnant and it was inconvenient for her to walk. She lay on the bed to participate in the royal meeting, hoping that he could take time to return to King's Landing.

People were confused and needed a shot of cardiac stimulant.

"Hiss——"

Just as he was thinking, the glutton flew over the land and soared to a bay.

Rhaegar looked closely and saw Whispering Bay where the old town was located.

This bay is narrow and deep, and it looks like a banana from a high altitude.

The Glutton is flying over the eastern corner of the Whispering Bay, and below it stands a three-tower castle loyal to the Hightower family.

"Ah! I'm finally in Oldtown."

Aegon sighed to the sky and climbed up from the back of Sunflame.

Aemond had no resistance and muttered, "Oldtown is pretty good, cleaner and more beautiful than King's Landing."

No wonder my mother hates King's Landing, she always misses her childhood.

"Hiss--"

The Glutton's vertical pupils suddenly stared at a piece of land, roaring and swooping down.

Rhaegar was in sight.

Within the territory of the Three Towers, a group of refugees dressed in dark-skinned faces rushed into the village, smashing and looting like hungry wolves.

Boom!

The dark green dragon flame fell from the sky and poured on more than a hundred refugees.

With a sizzling sound, it was quiet in an instant.

Rhaegar distinguished carefully.

The refugees wore leather armor under their tattered clothes, and they were all Dornishmen with dark hair and dark skin.

Someone was carrying a small flag with a pattern of "a black vulture holding a baby on a yellow background".

"The Blackmont family!"

Aemond followed on the sheep thief and told the origin of this group of people first.

Since losing an eye, it caused indelible damage to his young heart.

Every noble family in Dorne and the corresponding family emblem, all of which were engraved in his heart.

Rhaegar took a quick glance and continued on his way with his dragon.

The Blackmont family was not rich like the Dayne family. After experiencing the baptism of the dragon's wrath, they could only gather a force of 2,000 people at most.

According to intelligence, 1,000 people entered the Reach.

Obviously, they had the idea of ​​robbing the property from the beginning.

...

Oldtown.

The largest and oldest city in Westeros, it was built by the ancestors long before the invasion of the Andals.

Located in the southwest corner of the Reach, at the estuary where the Mead River flows into the Whispering Bay and the Sunset Sea.

Naturally, it has the best port resources.

Under the diligent governance of the Hightower family, it ranks among the top five ports in Westeros.

At this time,

the port is bustling with people, shoulder to shoulder, and gathering all kinds of ships.

This is because the port is closed and cut off from outside trade, otherwise the flow of people and ships will only double.

The layout of the old town is elegant, and the canals and cobblestone streets form a picture of a small bridge and flowing water, a southern water town hidden in the city.

Unlike the power center of King's Landing, the old town is clean and refreshing, like a beautiful maze.

The towering tower is the lord's residence.

In the luxurious bedroom, Mond looked anxious, pacing back and forth in front of the French window.

His frowning brows showed his anxiety.

"Damn it, the Dornishmen have not yet solved the problem of looting the farm, and the crown prince is still interfering."

Mond muttered, sweat oozing from his forehead.

The Dornishmen were not worth mentioning, and the gates of the old town could not be attacked from left or right.

Now that the king was weak and declining, it was time for House Hightower to make preparations and gather their bannermen and Aegon's grandsons.

The younger brother and niece have been coveting the throne over the years, and have often caused obstacles for the crown prince, both covertly and covertly.

If the king dies, the Hightower family will be liquidated at any time.

I think back then, Oldtown couldn't stop the conqueror's black dragon Balerion.

Nowadays, Rhaegar Targaryen's black dragon Glutton is also unable to withstand him.

Just when the Earl of Old Town was annoyed with himself, a deep magnetic voice sounded.

"Brother, you are upset."

Mond suddenly turned his head and stared at the white marble table near the door.

Otto looked indifferent, holding a glass cup in his hand, looking through the burgundy summer red in the cup, and asked: "The Crown Prince hasn't even arrived yet, and have you been frightened like this?"

How can you behave if you are timid before fighting?

Mond immediately found a reason to get angry, quickly approached the table, and shouted: "You are enjoying the power in King's Landing, what do you know!"

The dragon's wrath was launched at the command, and thousands of Dornish nobles were killed at the command.

Not only did he kill him, but he also made the body into an altar.

Is this an easy person to get along with?

As cruel as Maegor I was, that was all.

Otto took a sip of wine and said calmly: "Don't let negative emotions affect your rationality. I am here to help you share your burden."

After recalling Aegon and being rejected by Aemond, he had seen clearly that his two grandsons were unreliable.

Rhaegar's prestige was too great, and frontal resistance was ineffective.

At the critical moment, we have to rely on Hightower as a whole.

Mond asked curiously: "What do you think?"

boom!

Otto put down his wine cup and asked: "What is the Crown Prince here for?"

"What else can we do? Clear out the remnants of Dorn and visit Old Town."

Mond spoke carelessly and was stunned when he spoke.

Clearance?

visit?

Otto smiled: "The crown prince's visit to Old Town is nothing more than a show of force. Old Town is actively participating in the war, and there is no clue to fall into his hands."

In other words, if you don’t expose your weaknesses, you don’t have to be afraid of anything.

As a descendant, Hightower still has some privileges.

Mond suddenly became enlightened, and the smile returned to his face: "So, it's enough for us to entertain him normally."

He is best at hosting banquets.

Apart from the Lannisters of the West and Velaryon of the Tideshead, the Hightowers were the wealthiest family.

There is plenty of money!

"No!" Otto shook his head, with a deep look in his eyes: "The Crown Prince's coming to Old Town is not only a deterrent, but also has an ulterior purpose."

Rubbing the glass wall of the wine cup with his fingers, he muttered: "Maybe, we will take the initiative and use the Seven Gods' Faith and the Academy to suppress the other party's prestige."

Black and Green have been hostile for a long time, and the Green Party has been overwhelmed.

Now the Green Party can still be bullied by outsiders on its own territory.

Mond was shocked when he heard this, and then he felt as if he was enlightened, thinking that he was the lord of Old Town.

According to the tradition of Westeros.

The noble castle can be entered by wind or rain, but not by the king.

The Crown Prince is visiting as a guest, so he deserves to respect me!

Thinking this, Mond straightened his back and felt an inexplicable sense of confidence.

A glint flashed in Otto's eyes, he lowered his head and said, "The crown prince is coming soon, don't waste time in this bedroom."

"Such a towering tower, where else could I be if I wasn't in the bedroom."

Mond's face darkened and he retorted unhappily.

Otto didn't even look up and replied: "Your wife died like my wife, but as a lord, you should marry another wife."

Mond was stunned for a moment, his mood immediately dropped, and he turned around and left: "Let me know when the time comes. I'll go find little Leonor to play for a while first."

Young Leonor is his son, whose full name is Leonor Hightower.

His wife suffered a difficult childbirth and the fetus died on the second day after birth.

In order to ensure that his son grows up safely, he has not yet considered marrying another wife.

boom!

The door was closed, leaving Otto alone in the bedroom.

Otto raised his head again, his eyes bright and uncertain, looking at the scenery outside the window, tasting the strong summer red in small sips.

Members of Hightower care about family and loved ones.

…

At noon.

Old Town, above.

A giant dragon as black as coal soared past, setting off strong winds that blew against the ships in the port, and cruised freely along the dotted city.

Suddenly, a dragon roar sounded like a loud bell.

"Hiss-"

The glutton took a deep breath, his green vertical eyes showed fierceness, and he roared loudly, alarming the entire old town.

Residents on the cobblestone streets held their heads and screamed, feeling thunder striking their ears and their eardrums vibrating wildly.

What's more, he was so frightened that he fainted on the spot.

Fortunately, the glutton only roared once, then fluttered its wings and rushed high into the sky.

Just when the residents breathed a sigh of relief and secretly said that nothing happened.

"Hiss!"

"Hiss..."

Two loud dragon roars resounded together, smelling like gunpowder.

The sheep thief flew very fast, carrying Aemond into the old town, and flew around the bell tower of the Cathedral of Stars.

The rough tail flicked, causing the copper bell to buzz.

Yang Yan screamed repeatedly, and his whole body shone golden in the sun, always showing his pale pink wings.

The two giant dragons passed through the sky above the city, hanging tightly behind the tail of the crushing black dragon.

The Glutton soared across the vast city until it reached the towering tower where the Hightowers lived.

A lake connected to the Mead River, with a large island with fragrant vegetation in the center of the lake.

The island is connected to the city by a bridge, and there are boats floating in the lake.

The towering tower is located on the island in the middle of the lake.

The glutton flew over the lake, and the white towering tower was right in front of him.

Rhaegar looked at it silently, with a strange look in his eyes.

The towering tower is worthy of its name, it is really high.

The actual height is more than 800 feet, and the whole body is a cylindrical stone step building.

"When human power is limited, this may also be a magical building."

Rhaegar speculated secretly.

Looking down, the gate of the towering tower is open, and Mond leads a group of servants to greet them. Looking down from a high place, they look like little bugs.

Rhaegar smiled, but his eyes fell on the top of the towering tower.

Dorne invaded, why didn't he light the fire of the tower and summon the vassals to prepare for war.

"Haha, let me help you."

Rhaegar's eyes were sharp, and he patted the glutton's back.

"Hiss--"

The glutton understood immediately, his green vertical pupils were extremely arrogant, and he flapped his wings to surpass the highest height of the towering tower.

Mond was waiting on the ground, waiting to entertain the crown prince.

Unexpectedly, the black dragon only circled once and flew over the towering tower.

"Could it be that the crown prince wants to watch it from the sky?"

Confident in the magnificence of the towering tower, Mond thought proudly.

The next second.

"Hiss——"

The black dragon circled the towering tower, and its ferocious dragon mouth opened an arc, aiming at the spire of the towering tower.

From a distance, it looked like a terrifying evil god peeping at the fairyland on earth.

Boom——

A mouthful of dark green dragon flame spurted out, breaking through the white wall that had not been damaged for thousands of years, covering the entire spire.

In front of Mond.

The residents of the entire old town raised their heads and looked over here.

The towering tower, lit up!

The spire, symbolizing war, ignited green flames again.

Rhaegar's mouth curved, admiring his masterpiece.

On the contrary.

Mond was stunned, as if he fell into a dead silence, and couldn't believe what he saw.

Until a walnut-sized piece of slag fell from the sky and hit his feet.

Immediately, a shrill cry broke out:

"No!!"