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

"A dream?"

Viserys grasped the point and put the bad mood behind him.

Rhaegar was a rare sleepwalker of House Targaryen.

Every special dream symbolizes some kind of meaning intertwined with reality.

Viserys had pursued this talent diligently and paid special attention to it.

"I dreamed of two baby dragons hatching on the other side of the world."

Rega frowned slightly and told part of the dream.

Viserys sat up straight, with a serious face: "The dragon is on Dragonstone?"

As the only remaining dragon king family, every dragon is a Targaryen treasure.

The exodus of the dragon is unimaginable.

The problem is too serious.

Leiga knew this and said softly: "I don't know, so I went back to Dragonstone Island to investigate carefully and find out some lost items."

The language is slightly modified to hide the information about the sea of ​​smoke and the dragon's horn.

The two are beyond the scope of Targaryen's cognition, and naturally bear the label of danger.

"Then set off quickly and don't miss any young dragon."

Viserys was impatient and specially warned: "The dragon must not fall into the hands of Braavos, never!"

The nine Free Trade Cities are spread across the western continent of Essos.

Braavos is undoubtedly the most special city-state based on its unique geographical and cultural background.

The city-state is based at the junction of the Narrow Sea and the Trembling Sea. The surrounding reefs are covered with rocks and are shrouded in fog all year round.

The dragon may be able to fly over Braavos, but the fleet will have difficulty landing in the port.

For this reason, the dragon kings of the Free Fortress Empire did not destroy the city-state, but instead continued to strengthen trade with the Iron Bank.

Focus on the present.

Braavos has a favorable geographical location and a rich iron bank that rivals other countries.

The Targaryens had just experienced a great war, and their soldiers and citizens were tired.

Rega understood this truth and affirmed: "Don't worry, one incident of Mogul is enough."

He had a hunch that the war between the Targaryens and Braavos was not now.

"That's good."

Viserys felt slightly reassured by his eldest son's assurance.

For a wild dragon named Mogul.

He would rather break out a war with the Three Women Kingdom to take back this wild dragon.

Although the result was unsatisfactory, fortunately Mogul left behind an offspring.

Observing his father's weak look, Rhaegar didn't bother him much: "Sea Snake and aunt just left the Red Castle, I went to see them off."

"Okay." Viserys nodded and reminded: "While you are away, Rhaenyra will supervise the country for you."

In his heart, his favorite daughter has always had privileges.

Rhaegar accepted it happily, opened the bead curtain and went out.

He had to go to Dragonstone Island, and Sea Serpent and Daemon returned to Chaohead Island together, so both sides were busy.

Sea Serpent and Daemon, using one sea and one air well, are the best armed forces.

If you don't use it well, you will keep thinking behind the royal family's back.

It is a double-edged sword that is difficult to master.

"etc."

Just as he was about to open the door, Viserys suddenly called to his eldest son.

Rhaegar turned back in confusion.

Viserys looked hesitant and said slowly: "Let the sea snakes and Daemon go alone in advance. There will be some internal movements recently, so don't interfere."

Any action?

Rhaegar's eyes flashed, trying to figure out his father's plan.

"Don't make random guesses, it has nothing to do with you."

Viserys had a sullen face, not liking that his eldest son was full of scheming, and specifically warned: "The succession ceremony is being prepared. Whether it's Allison or Daemon, don't make any move."

"Did you hear that!?"

At the end, his eyes instantly became solemn.

Rega glanced sideways slightly, aware of it in his heart, and made a promise: "Okay, I will concentrate on dealing with the baby dragon."

"Huh, let's get out."

Viserys snorted and waved his hand like a fly.

Rega raised his head and went out with mixed feelings in his heart.

Thinking back to Allison's fate and Damon's entanglement with the sea serpent.

It is not difficult to guess that his father is paving the way for his succession.

During this period of sobriety.

"prince!"

Stephen and Sir Laurent, who were standing guard, greeted in a low voice and looked meticulous.

Rhaegar looked at the two white knights, nodded and smiled: "Thank you."

…

After walking out of Maegor's Tower, Rhaegar was stopped in the vestibule of the Red Keep.

There was a competition ground in the vestibule, and many nobles and knights gathered around to watch the fun.

Rega was dragged to a corner and asked in surprise: "Helena, what are you waiting for me here?"

In front of the door of the weapons depot, the brother and sister faced each other.

Helena was wearing a green cloak with a serious expression: "Mother is already praying in the church. I'm here to give you something."

As he spoke, he took out a stick-like object wrapped in black cloth from his cloak.

Rhaegar laughed dumbly, watching her unravel the black cloth layer by layer, revealing a long sword with an exquisite appearance.

Swish——

Helena unsheathed her sword, and a cold light bloomed along with the crisp sword cry.

Rhaegar's smile faded and he took it seriously.

The sword is in the shape of a cross and is engraved with a seven-pointed star symbolizing the seven gods.

The sword body is silvery white and translucent, and its surface is covered with a layer of well-proportioned water ripples.

"Aware?" Rhaegar saw that the sword looked familiar at a glance, and said, "This sword should be in the Towering Tower."

Valyrian Steel Longsword - Alertness

The clan sword of Hightower in Oldtown.

Helena raised her face and said quite proudly: "You like to collect ancient objects. I wrote to Selena to discuss little Leonor. I sent it immediately."

Selina is Aegon's fiancée and the direct cousin of Mond and Otto.

Young Leonor takes over as the Lord of Oldtown and the patriarch of House Hightower.

Both of them are her little followers, handling a letter softly.

Rega was filled with admiration and asked with a smile: "You're not giving it to me, are you?"

"That...that might not work."

Helena's face was embarrassed, and she stuttered: "Hightower's clan sword, I wrote in the letter that it was borrowed, and it will be replaced after a while."

After saying that, the arrogant face turned red.

I'm sorry to have to deal with the child.

Rega smiled unkindly and pinched her cheek: "You're just kidding me. I borrowed the sword and will return it in two days."

"oh!"

Helena was stunned for a moment.

Under Rega's gaze, he covered his slightly raised breasts with his little hands and breathed a sigh of relief.

"I go first."

Rega's vision paused for a moment and he retreated decisively.

Alerted, it's time to run away.

Speaking of which, when I stayed in Old Town, I wanted to use "alertness" to trigger the explorer.

Unfortunately, the relationship is tense and there are no good opportunities.

I also thought about borrowing it when I visit Old Town again in a while.

Helena delivered it to her door in person, which couldn't be better.

When I just took over the sword, the system prompt sounded.

"This exploration mission has begun, and the target is the Valyrian steel sword - Vigilance."

Leave Helena behind and check the prompt panel.

【vigilance】

Exploration progress: 0.5%

"There is 0.5% exploration progress at the beginning. It is estimated to be an epic relic."

Rhaegar replaced the real fire with vigilance and cursed secretly.

As time goes by, the rules of exploring relics gradually become clear.

The Valyrian steel sword has something to do with its material, both of which are within the scope of exploration.

The sword itself is attached with historical events and time deposits, which will increase the grade of the relic.

Blackfire and Dark Sisters are the highest level.

The remaining Valyrian steel swords are limited by the lack of a good owner, and the relics are slightly inferior to the next level.

Alertness has been passed down by the Hightower family for thousands of years and is considered a very good relic.

Rhaegar left in a hurry.

It took Helena a long time to react, tilting her head: "Huh?"

Just left without a hug?

Helena beat her head, her pupils were unfocused, and she unconsciously murmured: "Who awakened the sleeping beast."

After that, he turned around and returned to his room in a daze.

…

Blackwater Bay.

On the endless sea, more than a dozen large ships set sail, with conspicuous seahorse flags swaying in the wind.

"Grandpa, are we coming back?"

Renya stood on the deck, looking back at the mud door with a depressed mood.

The sea snake was right next to him, hugging the other person's petite and thin body and comforting him softly: "It will come. Your adoptive mother is here, don't forget it."

"Yes." Renya felt her grandfather's kindness and leaned her little head on his lap.

She was so small that when she stood she was no taller than her grandfather's thigh.

Grandpa is indeed the strongest adventurer on nine voyages.

"Hiss-"

The intimate communication between an old man and a young man was interrupted by a sudden and wild roar.

King's Landing, Mud Gate.

A green-eyed giant dragon as black as coal flew over the city wall, its wings that covered the sky covered the sea, and soared after the fleet in the distance.

"Hiss!!"

Suddenly, there was another deafening roar like thunder.

King's Landing, Dragon's Lair.

Vhagar's vertical pupils were cloudy, his old body ran slowly, and he jumped up using the power of the run-up.

That low roar was a demonstration from this hundred-year-old dragon.

Vhagar's vertical pupils gradually became sharper, staring closely at the dark dragon in front of him.

Mobilizing the violent power in his huge body, he flapped a pair of thick dragon wings with tiny holes in their membranes, trying to speed up the competition.

Not long after, two giant dragons, one black and one green, arrived at Blackwater Bay.

The glutton was calm and composed, and the shadow of his body's reflection enveloped the entire fleet, swaying the dragon's tail to overtake him halfway.

Didn't care at all.

The sea snake looked up, half of his face covered in shadow, holding the tiny Renya in his arms.

"so big!"

Renya sighed softly.

As if thinking of something, he turned back and glanced at the cabin.

Her baby dragon Dawn was in a cage.

The sea snake had a complicated expression and sighed: "Sooner or later, your dragon will grow to this big."

Renya was dubious, and used her hand to measure the glutton who was gradually moving away, and then put it on her belly to measure it a little more.

He immediately lowered his head and said in disappointment: "My Dawn is too small, only as big as a fingernail of my cousin dragon."

"Will not."

The sea snake smiled and stroked Renya's head.

"Hiss!!"

Vhagar flew slowly, keeping the dragon body flush with the warship, soaring up and down at controlled speeds.

Renya raised her head again and looked at her mother's dragon with envy.

"Hiss!"

"Hiss..."

Soon, two scarlet dragon shadows flashed past, surpassing the old Vhagar, and guarding the two wings of the fleet.

Thump thump thump…

The cabin door opened, and Benila dragged little Darren along and trotted along, looking at the dragons in surprise.

Especially when he saw the green Vhagar, he shouted: "Look, look, my mother's Vhagar, the largest and oldest dragon in the world."

Born in Targaryen, dragons are not unattainable creatures.

But adult dragons like Vhagar, Gluttony, and Vormisor are rarely shown to people.

Being too big can cause panic.

Little Darren ran a few steps and was out of breath. He shook off Benila's little hand, pointed at the black dragon that was about to disappear in front of him, and said proudly:

"See, that's a glutton."

"After eating Mogul, it has surpassed Vhagar in size and has become the largest dragon in the world."

Benila was unconvinced and pointed at Vhagar: "It is the biggest, the God of War!"

"You're blind."

Little Darren put his hands on his hips and retorted: "It's old. Have you heard of Deathwing?"

"I never heard of it, but I'm going to beat you up."

Benila's eyes were unkind and she rolled up her sleeves angrily.

The little girl's character is inherited from her mother and father. She doesn't talk nonsense when she can do something, and she grabs her playmates and blasts them with a hammer.

Little Darren is 3 years older and is actually no match.

Being chased by Benila, he ran all over the deck.

"Haha, naughty boy."

The sea snake smiled knowingly and looked far away at the mud door that was about to disappear from sight.

At the top of the city far away from the Mud Gate.

A figure stood silently, staring at the distant dragon and fleet across a thousand layers of sea water.

They looked at each other silently, seeing no one.

Just like that, everyone looked back.