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

Chapter 456: Towering Tower, Dragon Flame Ignites
The next day.

The sky is clear and the white clouds are floating.

The three-headed dragon flew across the Dorne Desert and entered the River Reach.

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

The sheep thief was sneaking around, and Emond lowered his head and took out a blue eye from his eye socket.

He brought it to his lips, blew on it, wiped it, and put it back into his eye socket.

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

"Tsk!"

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

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

A voice sounded, interrupting his thoughts.

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

Rega's eyes lit up and the system panel appeared.

【dawn】

Exploration progress: 100%
Rhaegar's lips curled up slightly, his eyes searching obscurely.

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

Rega reached out and touched it, and the halo broke with a poke, turning into a small ball of purple light that drilled into the palm of his hand.

"The relic was picked up successfully, under detection..."

"The test was successful, and it was determined to be an epic relic, the Heart of the Stars."

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

Rega complained secretly, and an opalescent iron ingot called the Heart of the Star appeared in his mind.

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

Rega was quick to grab it and it was quite heavy.

Without further delay, check out the trigger clues provided by the Explorer.

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

Rhaegar raised an eyebrow and whispered, "Starlight magic?"

This is the first time I heard that stars have magical powers.

I had only heard of water wizards among the Rhoynar and fire mages in old Valyria.

stars...

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

Rhaegar shook his head and laughed, then took back the greatswords Dawn and Heart of the Star.

The hints are very clear.

The magic of starlight awakens the secret treasure.

Try it out at night under the night sky.

"Rhaenyra is eight months pregnant."

Rhaegar let his mind wander, recalling the message Rhaenyra had sent him.

My father was drowsy all day and had not taken care of government affairs for a long time.

Allison kept making small moves, gathering the down-and-out nobles he had recruited privately, acting as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

With her big belly, Rhaenyra had difficulty walking, so she lay on her bed and attended the royal meeting, hoping that he could take the time to return to King's Landing.

People are in a state of confusion and need a dose of cardiac stimulant.

"Hiss-"

As he was thinking, the Glutton flew over the land and soared into a bay.

Rhaegar looked carefully at Whispering Bay where the old town was.

The bay is narrow and deep, and looks like a banana when viewed from above.

The Glutton is flying over the eastern corner of Whispering Bay, with a three-tower fortress below it that is loyal to House Hightower.

"Ah! We are finally in Old Town."

Aegon sighed to the sky and climbed up from Yangyan's back.

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

It’s no wonder that my mother hates Jun Lin and always misses her childhood.

"Hiss-"

The glutton suddenly fixed his eyes on a piece of land and swooped down with a roar.

Rhaegar put his sights on it.

Within the territory of Santabao, a group of refugees with dark skin rushed into the village, smashing and looting like hungry wolves.

boom!
Dark green dragon flames fell from the sky, pouring down on more than a hundred refugees.

With a crackling sound, there was a sudden silence.

Rhaegar looked carefully.

This group of refugees wore leather armor under their tattered clothes. 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 in its mouth on a yellow background.

"Someone from the Blemont family!"

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

Since he lost an eye, it has caused indelible damage to his young mind.

Every noble family in Dorne and its corresponding family emblem are all memorized.

Rhaegar took a quick look and then rode his dragon to continue on his way.

The Blemont family was as poor as the Dayne family. After experiencing the baptism of the Dragon's Wrath, they could only muster an army of 2,000 people at most.

Intelligence reports indicate that a thousand people have entered the River Bend.

Obviously, the idea from the beginning was to rob the property.

……

Old town.

The largest and oldest city in Westeros, it was built by the First Men long before the Andal invasion.

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

It naturally possesses the best port resources.

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

at this time,

The port is bustling with traffic and people, and is crowded with all kinds of ships.

This is even true if the port is closed and cut off from outside trade, otherwise the number of people and ships will only double.

The old town has an elegant layout, with numerous canals and cobblestone streets of all sizes forming a picture of a southern water town with small bridges and flowing water hidden in the city.

Very different from King's Landing, the center of power, the Old Town is clean and tidy, like a beautiful maze.

The towering tower is the lord's residence.

In the luxurious bedroom, Mond looked anxious and paced back and forth in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

The furrowed brows reveal his anxiety.

"Damn it! The Dornishmen's looting of the farm hasn't been resolved yet, and the Crown Prince is getting involved."

Mond muttered to himself, beads of sweat appearing on his forehead.

The Dornish were nothing, and could not break through the gates of Oldtown.

With the king in poor health, it was time for the Hightowers to make preparations and gather their bannermen and Aegon's grandsons.

His younger brother and niece have been coveting the throne over the years and have been trying to trip up the crown prince in both overt and covert ways.

If the king dies, the Hightower family will be liquidated without warning.

Back then, Oldtown could not stop the Conqueror's black dragon Balerion.

Now, he is also unable to withstand Rhaegar Targaryen's black dragon Glutton.

Just as the Earl of Oldtown was feeling annoyed with himself, a deep and magnetic voice sounded.

"Brother, you are upset."

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

Otto looked calm, holding a glass cup in his hand. Through the wine-red summer red of the cup, he asked, "The crown prince hasn't arrived yet, but he's scared you like this?"

How disgraceful it is to be afraid before the battle.

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

The Dragon's Wrath can be launched at any time, and thousands of Dornish nobles can be killed at any time.

Not only did they kill him, they also used the body to build an altar. Is this a kind person?

Even as cruel as Maegor the First was, he was no more cruel than this.

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 Aemond but being rejected, he had seen clearly that his two grandsons were unreliable.

Rhaegar's prestige was too great, and direct resistance was futile.

At critical moments, we still 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 Dorne and visit Oldtown."

Mond spoke without thinking and was stunned after he said it.

Clean up?

visit?

Otto smiled and said, "The Crown Prince came to Old Town just to show his power. Old Town actively participated in the war, so he didn't have any leverage in his hands."

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

As a descendant clan, the Hightower still have some privileges.

Mond suddenly understood and smiled again: "So, we can just entertain them normally."

He is best at hosting parties.

Aside from the Lannisters of the Westerlands and the Velaryons of Driftmark, the Hightowers were the wealthiest family.

There's plenty of money!

"No!" Otto shook his head, his eyes deep: "The Crown Prince came to Old Town not only for deterrence, but also for ulterior motives."

Rubbing his fingers against the glass wall of the wine cup, he murmured, "Who knows? We may take the initiative and use the Seven Gods' Faith and the Citadel to suppress the opponent's prestige."

The black and green parties have been hostile to each other for a long time, and the Green Party has been under great pressure.

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

Mond was shocked when he heard this, and then it was as if he had suddenly realized that he was the lord of the old town.

According to the tradition of Westeros.

The castle of the nobility is one where the wind and rain can enter but the king cannot.

The Crown Prince is visiting as a guest, so he should respect me!
Thinking of this, Mond straightened his back and felt a sense of inexplicable confidence.

Otto's eyes flashed, and he lowered his head and said, "The Crown Prince will be here soon, don't waste time in this bedroom."

"This is such a huge tower. Where else can I be if I'm not in my bedroom?"

Mond's face darkened and he retorted unhappily.

Otto did not even look up and replied, "Your wife died just 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 and left: "Just tell me when the time comes. I'll go play with little Leonor first."

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

His wife suffered a difficult labor and died the day after the baby was born.

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

boom!
The door was closed and Otto was left alone in the bedroom.

Otto raised his head again, his eyes unclear as he looked at the scenery outside the window and sipped the rich summer red.

The members of Hightower all care about their family and loved ones.

……

noon.

Old Town, above.

A giant dragon as black as charcoal soared by, causing a strong wind to blow away the ships in the port, and it cruised freely close to the dotted urban area.

Suddenly, a dragon roar as loud as a bell rang out.

"Hiss-"

The Glutton took a deep breath, his green vertical pupils revealed his ferocity, and his loud roar startled the entire old town.

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

What's worse, some people fainted on the spot.

Fortunately, the glutton only roared once and then flapped its wings and soared into the sky.

Just when the residents breathed a sigh of relief and thought to themselves that nothing was wrong.

"Hiss!"

"Hiss..."

Two loud dragon roars rang out at the same time, with a strong smell of gunpowder that could be ignited at any time.

The sheep thief flew into the old town with Aemond at a very fast speed, and flew around the bell tower of the Starry Cathedral.

The rough tail swung, making the bronze bell buzz.

Yang Yan roared continuously, his whole body shone golden in the sunlight, and his light pink wings were always showing.

Two giant dragons flew across the sky above the city, hanging tightly behind the tail of the overwhelming black dragon.

The Glutton flew all the way across the vast city, heading straight for the towering tower where the Hightower family 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 urban area by a bridge, and there are boats floating in the lake.

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

The Glutton flew over the lake and saw the towering white tower right in front of him.

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

The Cantian Tower lives up to its name, it is really tall.

The actual height is over 800 feet, and the entire building is a cylindrical stone staircase.

"When human power is limited, this might as well be a magical building."

Rhaegar speculated secretly.

Looking down, the gate of the towering tower was open, and Mond led a group of servants to greet them. Looking down from above, they looked like small insects.

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

Dorne is invading, why not light the flames of the tower and call on the bannermen to prepare for war.

"Hehe, let me help you."

Rhaegar's eyes were sharp and he patted the Glutton on the back.

"Hiss-"

The Glutton understood immediately, his green vertical pupils were extremely arrogant, and with a flap of his wings, he surpassed the highest height of the towering tower.

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

Unexpectedly, the black dragon just circled once and flew above 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.

next second.

"Hiss-"

The giant black dragon circled around the towering tower, with its ferocious dragon mouth pointed at the top of the tower.

From a distance, it looks like a terrifying evil god spying on the fairyland on earth.

boom--

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

In front of Mond.

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

The towering tower is lit up!

The spire, symbolizing war, once again lit up with green flames.

Rhaegar's lips curled up as he admired his masterpiece.

to the opposite.

Mond was stunned, as if he was in deathly silence, and he couldn't believe what he saw.

Until a piece of rock as big as a walnut fell from the sky and hit his feet.

Immediately, a mournful cry broke out:
"Do not!!"

(End of this chapter)