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

Rega only felt a light on his head and was stunned for a moment.

When he reached out and touched it, he saw that the smooth scales left rough little pits.

"Is there something wrong with your brain?"

Rhaegar was stunned, and for the first time he felt reluctant to let go of the deformed horns.

Suddenly, a sharp point emerged from the pothole.

Rhaegar turned around quickly, his face reflected in the stream.

A jet-black horn regenerates at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Hard, curved, bifurcated…

It looks like a real dragon horn.

Lei Jia lost consciousness for a moment and touched the new dragon's horn again and again.

Bo~

The released little whitebait poked out of the stream, causing slight ripples.

Rhaegar finally came to his senses and immediately checked the explorer panel.

【Rhaegar Targaryen】

Talent: Dreamer (gold)

Bloodline: Dragonborn (+57%)

Runes: Ouroboros (blue), Bronze (green)

Blood Witchcraft: Seven Fireballs (green), Binding Spell (blue)...

Relics: blood and fire (fire resistance +100%), pure water (toxin resistance +100%)...

Evaluation: "Ancient bloodline, noble ethnic group."

Rhaegar didn't know it, but he was shocked when he saw it.

The lineage column has increased from (53%) to (+57%), and there will be some jumps in the numbers later.

"Pure water, purified my bloodline?"

Lei Jia rubbed the three-inch long black dragon horn, feeling extremely shocked.

It’s not just the improvement of bloodline.

After the bloodline reaches over 50%, every number jump is extremely difficult.

This purification was also expected.

Surprisingly, the bloodline seems to be purified.

The original deformed horns fell off, and the horns of a real dragon grew again.

The mania and negative emotions of the bloodline did not manifest due to the Dragonborn state.

Rhaegar touched his heart. His heart was beating smoothly and vigorously, with no sign of any side effects.

Pure water suppresses the negative state of dragon blood.

In other words, the impurities in the blood are purified.

Lei Jia thought about it and murmured in a low voice: "Is the bloodline impure?"

It can’t be impure!

His bloodline is impure, and there is no pure-blooded Dragon King in the world.

Belron and Aemon were conceived before he transformed into a dragonborn, and his talent was already very superior.

The youngest son, Mekar, was conceived after transforming into a dragonborn, and was born with one more ambiguous precognitive ability than his brothers.

It can be seen that his bloodline is stable and passed down without any problems.

Lei Ga thought deeply and said blankly: "It's not my problem. Could it be the source of the bloodline?"

If there is something wrong with the bloodline source, the offspring will have side effects.

Speaking of which, how do the dragon kings possess the dragon blood?

A group of Valyrian shepherds were able to tame a dragon after discovering it. This is a perfunctory history.

The real situation may be traced to another source.

Plop——

The little fish jumped out of the water, with a splash of water falling on its cheeks.

Rega suddenly felt like he was dreaming, and said ridiculously: "Thinking too much."

Ancient Valyria has been destroyed, and the truth has long been unknown.

Once the bloodline has been purified, he can continue to purify it with confidence and boldness.

What will happen if one day the bloodline is purified to 100%?

Rega smiled in relief, turned around and walked into the covered bridge: "On the journey to the sea of ​​smoke, we must find out some secrets."

Slaver's Bay, he was determined.

The Sea of ​​Smoke must also be placed under the rule of the Iron Throne.

Whoever dares to resist will not be able to escape the dragon flames.

…

Lys, off sea.

"Hiss!"

An ugly mud dragon flew across the narrow sea and sneaked into the city.

He looked like he was a thief with a guilty conscience, for fear of being discovered by humans.

Aemond had a dark face, slapped the numb scales hard, and scolded: "Stop fooling around, you sheep thief."

"Gah~~"

The sheep thief screamed reluctantly and quickly landed in the topless dragon's lair.

He neighed in protest, like a seventy-eighty-meter-long dragon cub.

…

Tower, bedroom.

Helena finished sewing a little girl's dress and looked exhausted, planning to take a rest.

Boom!

There was a knock on the door, and the force was particularly familiar.

Helena turned her head in confusion and said uncertainly: "Emond, is it you?"

squeak——

Aemond pushed open the door and walked in, lowering his head: "It's me, sister."

"You should be patrolling the upper half of the Narrow Sea."

Helena stood up, tilted her head and wondered: "Why are you coming back and acting petty again?"

She knew her brother's character very well.

He looks exactly like Uncle Wang Damon, always like a willful child.

"Nothing, come back and see."

Aemond's tone was impatient, he walked into the room, sat down on the carpet and rummaged around.

Helena did not stop her and stood at the door with a death stare.

Instead of doing any tasks, he went to her room for a walk.

He also said that nothing happened.

Feeling frightened by being stared at, Aemond picked up a small piece of clothing from the basket and asked, "It's a boy's style. I want another nephew?"

"It's my nephew."

Helena emphasized seniority and seniority, and became increasingly confused: "Lanner is back, are you going to the battlefield?"

She can help write letters for recommendation, but the front line may not approve it.

Lanner will be unable to live without Reese for a while.

The Alliance of Braavos and Qohor in the upper half of the Narrow Sea must be garrisoned by an experienced dragon.

Aemond hesitated to speak several times, swallowing the words on his lips and changing them to: "You should go back to Myr."

"reason?"

Helena said warily.

Aemond turned his head away and whispered, "No reason. I heard that Myr recently received a batch of fine lace."

He actually wanted to ask about the whereabouts of the white maggot and his personal servants.

But he was afraid that his sister would report him, so he held it back.

The more he thought about it, the more annoyed he became. Aemond got up hastily and walked straight out.

Helena stepped aside to make way, her eyes were confused, and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Just a walk."

Aemond felt much better and his expression returned to being cold.

...

In the evening, the sun was setting.

Drainage ditch, dark corner.

A rough fat man dressed as a red-armored guard leaned against the ditch, and next to him was the rushing rain.

The red glow of the sunset sprinkled on his face, and the fat man squinted his eyes in disgust.

The annoying dusk, everything is blurry when the light is dim.

Rustle...

Footsteps were heard not far away.

The fat man's ears moved slightly, judging that there were two people, and there was also a thin man.

"Are you here?"

"Sorry for the long wait."

A black-robed figure appeared, followed by a timid man in ragged linen clothes.

The fat man stepped forward, posing with his broad body, and said in a low voice: "Prince, what do you want?"

Crash!

A purse was thrown out and smashed into the fat man's arms.

The black-robed figure raised his head, revealing a sapphire eye under the hood, and whispered: "He is the kitchen assistant of the tower, and one of the little spiders of the white maggots."

"Huh?"

The fat man took the money, grabbed the kitchen assistant's collar, and stared at him fiercely.

"Don't, I'm just a small shrimp."

The kitchen assistant's legs were weak, and he grabbed the other's big hand and begged for mercy.

If he hadn't taken the money, he wouldn't dare to come!

"That's enough. He's your helper."

Aemond stopped in time, took out a dagger from his sleeve, and said coldly: "Bring back the head of the white maggot, and there will be a reward after the task is completed."

After that, he threw the dagger to the fat man.

The fat man caught it steadily, his face sank, and said in a muffled voice: "It's easy to enter the tower but difficult to leave. There are nobles living there."

A queen and a princess, and he, a guard, is risking his life.

Aemond sneered, and his one eye swept across the medal with a scar on the other's chest, and asked: "So what?"

The pattern of the badge is two griffins facing each other, the Clinton family of Griffin's Nest.

The other party is one of the many illegitimate sons of Count Clinton, who became a deserter when Dorne invaded.

The title of knight was deprived, and the family emblem of the reward was also crushed.

Only the vanity of lingering life remained, and he became an ordinary tower guard.

If it weren't for the fact that he could enter the tower legitimately, and he had met during the war, there would be no need for such a coward.

The fat man stiffened his neck and said righteously: "The agreed price is not enough!"

"Haha."

After hearing this, Emond took out five gold dragon coins from his pocket and threw them out, sneering: "After the matter is done, it will be doubled."

After saying that, he turned and left.

The fat man and the kitchen helper were left alone, looking at each other nervously.

Hesitated for a while.

The fat man put his money bag in his pocket, threw the dagger and sack to the kitchen helper, pushed him away and walked forward domineeringly: "Follow me, we can't let the prince's reward go to waste."

The kitchen helper wanted to cry but had no tears, so he quickly hid the dagger in his crotch.