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

"Ah!~"

Renya was startled and turned over to avoid it subconsciously.

Meka stared with a pair of watery blue eyes and said in a childish voice: "Run!"

She had no time to grab her sister, so she crawled quickly with her hands and feet.

Renya was terrified. Seeing the assassin's fierce expression, she bent down and dived into the crowd.

"Don't let her run away!"

The assassin's voice was low, holding a dagger to push away the crowd's pursuit.

A dozen assassins went out together, chasing a little girl and blocking her.

There were many sailors on the ship, who knew the assassinated Renya, and picked up hammers and shovels to rescue her.

Puff! Puff!

However, the strength of the two sides was very different, and the throat was cut as soon as they met.

A moment of blocking was also invaluable

Renya was temporarily out of danger, and fled to the front half of the deck in a panic.

The little girl was thin and ran fast.

"Catch her!"

"The mission must not fail!"

The assassin unleashed his butcher knife, indiscriminately attacking all those who stood in his way, and forcibly opened up a bloody path.

In just a few steps, he forced Rhaena into a desperate situation.

Plop——

Rhaena panicked and tripped over a gap on the deck, screaming in pain.

"Do it!"

The two assassins looked at each other, and one of them rushed forward with a dagger.

"Don't!"

Rhaena was horrified and raised her hand to try to stop him.

However, begging for mercy could not arouse the assassin's mercy, and his slender arms could not stop the blade.

The dagger shone coldly in the sun, and the tip was like a bee sting.

Rhaena's eyes widened as she watched the dagger stab down.

The sea breeze was still blowing, and the salty smell rushed straight to the nose.

The port became more and more arrogant, but the space seemed to solidify, losing all the noise.

"Go to hell."

The assassin's face was hideous, and his cracked lips seemed to utter these two words.

Before Renia could figure out what was going on, she closed her eyes in despair.

At the critical moment, a figure fell from the sky.

"You despicable man, get out of here!"

Adam jumped down from the cabin and swung his hammer desperately.

Plop!

The attack came too fast, and the assassin didn't react in time, and was hit on the side of the temple.

His head burst and he fell straight to the ground.

Adam fell to the ground, rolled up and got up, and observed the headshot corpse at the first time.

His eyes were hesitant for a moment, and then he regained his firmness.

He killed people to save people, which did not violate the law.

"Damn it, you little bastard."

Witnessing the tragic death of his companion, another assassin was instantly furious and rushed up.

Adam raised the hammer stiffly and took two steps back in a hurry.

The boots touched the hem of Renia's skirt, and he suddenly came to his senses: "Miss, hurry up, I've notified the white robes."

Dang--

The assassins have arrived, and the hammer and dagger collided.

Adam felt frightened, but his body responded honestly, and he fought back and forth with his young body.

In a trance, he couldn't help but sigh that he was actually quite talented in fighting.

"Thank you, you should hurry up too."

Renia looked up blankly, immediately realized that she was saved, got up and continued to run.

Her adoptive mother said that she did not inherit the talents of her father and mother, unlike her sister Benila who was a natural warrior.

If you encounter danger, just run.

"Run! Run!"

Adam shouted loudly, blocking the swarming assassins alone.

Although his body was not strong, he was tall and majestic.

...

On the other side.

Meka's eyes were full of tears, and he crawled to the box in the corner and curled himself up into a small ball.

Looking around, there were corpses of sailors everywhere.

The sailors' curses and screams echoed in his ears.

He peeked out and saw an assassin stabbed the sailor who blocked his way through his stomach.

Meka retracted his head and became even more scared.

"There's another one."

Coincidentally, the assassin found the little guy and grinned cruelly.

When he walked in front of Meka, he suddenly noticed the little guy's short platinum hair.

The assassin glanced at the boy's luxurious clothes and his face changed slightly: "Are you a prince?"

Hearing this, Meka's eyes lit up and he said decisively: "Yes, my father is the king."

"It's difficult."

The assassin was nervous in vain, and he didn't know whether to drop the dagger, which made him feel very difficult.

This is the king's son.

He is also a young dragon king who is known for his cruelty.

Meka is very smart and found out from his words that the assassin was afraid of his identity.

When he thought that the other party's target seemed to be Rhaena, a flash of inspiration flashed in his little head.

He quickly took off the backpack, took out the precious dragon egg, and whispered: "Go, it's more valuable than me."

As he spoke, he looked around like he was thinking about the assassin.

The assassin was stunned, looking down at the oval dark red dragon egg, greed in his eyes.

A dragon egg is worth a fortune.

This is not much more expensive than the price of an assassination.

Without thinking too much, the assassin reached out to pick up the dragon egg and kissed it happily, "Haha, you are worthy of being a royal family, you are generous."

Meka was aggrieved and pushed the backpack to the other party: "Go quickly, your companions will find you soon."

"Go away, I don't need it."

The assassin kicked the backpack away, stuffed the dragon egg into his arms, and threatened: "Shut up, I don't want to provoke that stingy king."

"Yeah." Meka nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

Satisfied, the assassin changed into a set of craftsman's clothes, blended into the crowd and ran away.

Maeka was nervous, staring at the assassin's complete disappearance, and let out a long breath.

The fat boy picked up the deflated backpack with his hands and patted the dust with heartache.

"It's all broken."

Maeka pouted his little mouth, holding the backpack with both hands to cover himself.

He was glad that his father was awesome.

...

The front door of the cabin.

Rhaena stumbled and ran all the way back here.

The shipwrights had heard the commotion behind them a long time ago, and they all picked up hammers to prepare for battle.

When they saw that it was the lord's granddaughter, they quickly protected Rhaena behind them.

"Miss, don't be afraid, we have notified the patrol soldiers."

The old shipwright had a serious face, and the hammer hit the wooden shield that had been nailed temporarily.

Rhaena just breathed a sigh of relief, and tears almost fell.

She didn't know what was going on, and was suddenly assassinated.

Just as she was about to speak, a burst of hurried footsteps came from the cabin.

Cole rushed out in a white robe and holding a long sword, anxiously asking, "Where are the assassins?"

Rhaena swallowed hard and pointed to the back: "There are so many assassins."

Cole looked around and became even more anxious: "Where is Prince Maekar?"

"We are separated."

Rhaena suddenly thought of Maekar who reminded her to run fast, and cried anxiously: "Maekar is behind, and there is also a small boat craftsman."

When people are excited, they can't speak clearly.

Rhaena danced with joy and only gave a rough idea.

At this time, Benila, Baelon, and Aemon also ran out of the cabin.

"Sister!"

Benila looked worried and went forward to hug the tearful Renya.

Belon was completely confused and shouted, "Where is my brother!"

"I'll go call someone."

Aemon had a stern face and was about to run off the boat.

"Come back, don't make trouble."

Bellon pulled his identical brother back, looked up at Cole, and said in an imperative tone: "Sir, bring my brother back safely."

No matter what, three brothers are three brothers, and no one can be missing.

"Prince."

Cole looked at the chaos on the side of the cabin, and then at the princes and princesses around him, and hesitated for a moment.

On one side was a little prince who might be killed, and on the other side was the king's eldest son and a group of highnesses.

Without guards, he didn't dare to leave rashly.

"Cole!"

Bellon was clear-headed and imitated his father's majesty: "Meka is my brother, who allows you to measure our value."

Cole was struck by lightning when he heard this, his face quickly became solemn, and he raised his hand to salute: "Prince, you are right."

The mission of the Iron Guard is to protect members of the royal family.

He is not qualified to judge whether it is worth it or not.

Whether they can be saved or not, and whether they have done their best, is the responsibility of the white robes.

Cole turned and left, and before leaving, he told a shipbuilder: "Protect the princes to get off the ship, immediately!"

The shipbuilders did not dare to refuse and obeyed orders.

…

Side of the cabin.

Adam ran around to avoid the assassins’ pursuit.

The assassins had been through hundreds of battles, and each of them was very skilled.

They didn’t care about him as a small follower, and only sent two people to avenge their hatred.

Therefore, when Cole rushed to the side of the ship, he ran into a group of assassins with no less than ten people.

“A white knight, kill him.”

The assassins whispered to each other and attacked in groups.

Cole’s eyelids twitched wildly, and he was surrounded in a corner and passively swung his sword.

Puff!

A dagger pierced his thigh, and blood soaked his pants.

“Get out of here, bastard.”

Cole screamed in pain and chopped off the attacker’s head with a sword.

Puff——

Suddenly, the sound of falling into the water was heard.

Cole glanced quickly and saw a figure with silver hair and dark skin jumped into the sea and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

It was the boatman who dragged the assassin.

Cole was stunned, and his heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

The last teammate also ran away.

"Divide the troops and chase the target."

The assassin boss shouted and asked two people to cross the white knight.

"Stop!"

Cole wanted to stop him, but was forced back.

"Asshole!"

Cole was shocked and angry when he was surrounded. He waved his sword against the enemy.

...

Port.

The shipwrights escorted the prince and princess off the ship and nervously passed through the merchant area.

Bellon struggled and said reluctantly: "Why are you running? There are only a dozen people on the other side. Whoever can save my brother will give him more money than he can use."

Rainya was crying and begging: "Please help me. I will ask grandpa to give you a lot of salary."

"Alas!"

The old shipwright sighed deeply and refused helplessly: "Sorry, we are not warriors. This is all we can do."

The bounty is high, but you have to live to get it.

There are families at home, and it is not allowed to sacrifice their lives.

At this moment, three assassins ran off the big ship and chased this way.

"Ah!..."

Seeing the flash of the knife, the vendors on the roadside screamed and fell to the ground.

The assassin was like a cheetah, moving swiftly among the passers-by, with only the assassination target in his eyes.

That was not a person, but shining gold.

"Run!" Baeron was the first to react, pushing the boatmen: "Take them and run separately, hide in the houses."

Gritting his teeth, he struggled out of the arms of the old boatman and got under the cart of the orange vendor.

The boatmen scattered, surrounded by Aemon and Rhaena sisters and ran around.

The assassin was about to catch up, Baeron's eyes were fierce, and he bent his waist to push the cart in the middle of the road.

He was very strong, not like a child at all.

The cart rushed forward, delaying the assassins' running.

The assassin boss caught a glimpse of him, and when he thought about the fact that he had not succeeded for a long time, he had an idea: "You guys go chase, I'll take care of this."

Even if the mission failed, kidnapping a prince would also make a lot of money.

At least it can save a life.

"You wish!"

Bellon spit, turned around and ran along the drainage ditch.

He remembered correctly, the drainage ditch led directly to the dark alley.

The second uncle and the younger uncle were both in the brothel, fuck these bastards.

The assassin boss grinned and chased after him.

He ran and he chased, and the whole way was chaotic.

Bellon was worthy of being a [reincarnation of a warrior]. His small body slipped through the crotch of the pedestrians and ran into the dirty and smelly alley.

There were patrol soldiers at the port, and as long as they were delayed for a while, they could be saved.

In comparison, the assassin boss had to work much harder.

He bumped away the pedestrians blocking the road, followed the familiar terrain, and calmly looked for the target.

Finally, he found the little white-haired guy at the end of an alley that led in all directions.

Bellon looked carefully, but he didn't expect to be caught up so quickly.

His heart was pounding, and he ran through alleys.

Until he hid in a narrow alley with a strong smell of urine, and the road ahead was a dead end.

Behind him, he could still hear the assassin's hurried footsteps.

Bellon was stunned and didn't know where to run.

Suddenly, a small hand covered his mouth and pulled him away forcefully.

"Woo woo~"

Bang——

A broken door in the wall closed, as if it had never been opened.