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

Chapter 471: Old Deng of the Academy
These words touched Cobain's heart.

Coben staggered a few steps, his face full of sorrow, and said humiliatingly: "As you wish, Your Highness."

The force is stronger than the people, and there is no way to resist.

At this moment, Coben understood from the history books why the Archbishop was able to receive guidance from the Seven Gods and open the gates of Oldtown to welcome the conqueror.

Faith can't save Oldtown!
Rhaegar raised the corner of his mouth and waved his hand casually: "You are not feeling well, please go down and have a good rest. My wedding will be very grand."

Sadness almost overflowed from Coben's eyes. He lowered his proud head as the archbishop and retreated in embarrassment like a drowned dog.

The missionaries and nuns present saw this scene and they all quickly lowered their heads, unwilling to believe their eyes.

The faith of the Seven Gods is sacred, how could they succumb to power?

Rhaegar tilted his head back and called out, "My Lord High Bishop, the Protestant Church needs devout believers. I hope you can send some missionaries to King's Landing to help build the cathedral."

Coben's body swayed, and he stuttered, "To build the temple, isn't it enough to recruit craftsmen for such a task?"

"no!"

Rhaegar obviously had no intention of letting this weak archbishop go, and he said with a smile: "The temple needs the infusion of faith from believers. We must ask missionaries to participate and set an example for the people of King's Landing."

Then he changed the subject and said playfully, "If you don't want the missionaries to suffer, you can set an example by laying the bricks and stones of the church yourself."

With tears in his eyes, Qyburn glanced at the skinny body and quickly agreed: "I will select a group of missionaries and send them to King's Landing so that they can work in peace."

"Very good." Rhaegar was satisfied.

After some "no bargaining", the archbishop fled away, dragging away a group of missionaries and nuns.

If I don't leave now, I don't know if the other party will make more excessive demands later.

For example, King's Landing was short of nuns and forced the Starry Sepulchre to hand over a group of them.

However, Rhaegar did have this thought just now.

However, when he saw Aegon's stupid look, almost drooling over the nun, he gave up the idea.

Missionaries like to take advantage of the situation, and they bring them to King's Landing to do hard labor as if they are paying off their debts.

It’s fine if it harms the nuns.

……

The Starry Temple suddenly became empty.

Rhaegar's eyes fell on Mond again and he asked, "Lord Otto, I wonder if the Tower of Heaven has received any news from Alison?"

Allison was locked up in a small dark room for half a month, and then she was told that she was the queen and moved to the church to pray for the king.

Others don't know, but the Hightower family will definitely not believe this cover.

Mond lowered his head. “Otto rushed back to King’s Landing a few days ago, hoping to make up for the mistakes Alisson made.”

"gone?"

Rhaegar frowned slightly.

With Otto's old fox character, would he be willing to return to King's Landing at such a sensitive time to rescue his foolish daughter?
If he loved his daughter, he would not have sent Alisson to the bed of the king who had just lost his wife.

He gradually seduced his own daughter into fighting for power, and used her status as queen to divide the royal power, thus feeding back the power to himself and the Haiter family.

Aemond interrupted, "Grandpa left Oldtown five days ago, saying he wanted to have a good chat with mother."

As he spoke, his eyes showed worry, and he asked, "Did something happen in King's Landing?"

Aegon perked up, his dead eyes flickering back and forth between Rhaegar and Mund.

The two brothers were in Old Town, with almost no intelligence.

From the few words exchanged between the two and Otto's haste in rushing back to King's Landing, it is not difficult to guess that something had happened in King's Landing.

And, it's about Allison.

Facing the questions from his two younger brothers, Rhaegar showed no fear and said to Mond: "Do you want me to speak or do you want me to speak?"

Mond hesitated for a moment.

"Then I'll tell you."

Rega looked calm and said directly: "Alison made a mistake. You'd better not interfere. I will think of a compromise."

The words fell.

Aegon lowered his arms, his expression blank.

He was very confused at this time.

While the brothers were fighting outside, their mother was making trouble at home.

Then what about my contributions?
"Will it be alright?"

This question was asked by Aemond, with anxiety and helplessness flashing in his one eye.

He was only 11 years old, and even after going through the baptism of blood and fire, he still couldn't resist the sudden changes.

Compared with Aegon and Helena, he was deeply influenced by Alicent's "small family" teachings and cared a lot about his relatives in his small family.

Seeing his two brothers reacting differently, Rhaegar did not scare them and gave a positive answer: "Alison is the queen, she will not be in danger."

To be fair.

The two younger brothers were out fighting for their big brother, and before they knew it their mother had passed away.

Rhaegar would feel guilty.

Hearing this, Aegon and Aemond both breathed a sigh of relief.

One was glad that the credit was not lost, the other was happy that his mother was safe.

"but!"

Rhaegar's sudden words made the brothers' hearts rise to their throats again.

Aegon, in particular, looked full of energy, with his lazy and decadent temperament completely gone.

"What else do you want?"

Aemond asked quickly.

"Haha, just teasing you guys."

Rhaegar chuckled, turned his gaze to Mond, and said in a chilling voice: "But just because Allison is fine doesn't mean that the others are fine too."

Mond's eyes twitched, and he subconsciously took a step back. Behind him, there were more than a dozen well-equipped knights.

Rega took a quick look and only paid attention to one person.

The shield is engraved with "a sharp-horned bull skull on a blood-red background" and comes from the Bulwer family of Blackcrown City.

Looking at the other person's face, it was the Lord of Blackcrown City, Count Broad Bulwe.

House Hightower had several vassal families, and House Bulwer was one of them.

In addition, the Linman family of Beehive City, Mullendor of Highland City, Kotoin of Three Towers Castle, and the Iku family of Yanghua Hall are all powerful earl vassals.

The Hightower family founded Oldtown and owned the entire harbor of Whispering Bay.

The major vassals built castles around the old town to protect its safety at all times.

This is the main reason why the Hightower family has been prosperous for a long time and its strength even surpasses that of the Tyrell family.

Rhaegar's eyes were deep as he asked, "Why did I only see Earl Bulwer? Aren't the other earls here?"

Mond's forehead was covered with sweat, and he said awkwardly: "The Dornish bandits are causing trouble. I did not summon the vassals."

"Really?" Rhaegar smiled playfully.

Except for Lord Linman of Hive City who is in King's Landing, the other earls have sent letters to Raven, declaring that they will never participate in the political struggle between the royal family and the Hightower family.

Mond's face became increasingly ugly, and he wished he could find a hole in the ground to crawl into.

Not only did he summon his vassals, he even asked other families in the Riverlands for an alliance.

For half a month, only the reckless man of the Burwell family came to the old town with 500 infantry and 300 archers.

The family motto is "rather die than surrender".

Rhaegar stood up and patted his clothes, saying as he walked, "Lord Mondstadt, please lead the way in the Citadel."

The Faith of the Seven surrendered, and the Citadel and Hightower were taken care of together.

Mond had no choice but to walk out with a group of people.

Aegon and Aemond each had their own thoughts and followed the team.

……

The academy was built on a remote dock in the old town, and few people came to visit in the past.

Led by Mond himself, three giant dragons soon arrived at the gate of the academy.

"Hiss-"

The Glutton landed with a roar, and the hot air current blew the glass of the academy around, as if a fire without gunpowder had been ignited.

Rhaegar sat firmly on the dragon's back, looking at the iconic buildings of Westeros in front of him.

The academy is located on the banks of the Mead River. Its towers and domes are connected by stone arch bridges, and the residential halls are built on the bridges.

It facilitates communication among students and reduces the demand for accommodation.

On both sides of the main entrance is a tall green Sphinx statue, a monster with a lion's body, eagle's wings and a snake's tail.

Rhaegar looked sideways.

One has a male face and the other has a female face.

It is a bit like the sphinx-faced building that flashes by in a dream, full of the exotic style of the continent of Essos.

Boom——

The arched gate under the towering city wall slowly opened, and dozens of scholars in bachelor's robes poured out.

The scholars were of both old and young, but most of them were middle-aged or above, with numb faces but shining eyes, and a kind of detached attitude as if they were the only one sober while the world was drunk.

There were three elderly scholars at the head, who were bald, skinny, and had dead eyes.

Rhaegar secretly smacked his lips, thinking that this really fits the stereotype of a Citadel maester in his mind.

Life is all about exploring knowledge, with no regard for personal image.

Weigeng the Dragonless had the same honor. In his later years, he was so exhausted that he could not even get out of bed.

The three old scholars took small steps forward and stopped far away from the three-headed dragon.

Looking at the glutton who was the first to be hit, there was a flash of shock in their eyes, as if they had seen an unimaginable monster.

After a moment of hesitation, the old scholar with a pair of dead fish eyes bowed and saluted, saying in a stiff voice: "The three princes have come, and the academy is honored. Please come in."

The other two old scholars came to their senses upon hearing the voice, lowered their heads and saluted in a pretentious manner.

Rega looked down from above, seeing their expressions clearly, and said calmly: "I have met Dr. Fisher, and I have long admired the doctors of the other nine cardinals."

The old scholar, who was as thin as a stick, straightened his back and believed it: "I can submit a request to the General Manager's Office to allow you to see other people as soon as possible."

The Academy is a place for learning knowledge. No matter you are a PhD student or a newcomer, you must study all day without exception.

Other PhDs have to give lectures and do research, so they need to make an appointment in advance before they can show up.

Rhaegar had heard about the twists and turns, so he agreed and said, "Thank you."

Then he nodded to Aegon and Aemond, and the three brothers climbed down the dragon's back together.

Three giant dragons were crawling at the entrance of the academy, each one of them taller than the two green statues at the entrance, and their vertical pupils flashed a ferocious look from time to time.

Rhaegar walked in front, and the maesters cleared a path, with the three old doctors leading the way.

Along the way, the skinny old doctor kept chattering, introducing the customs and culture of the academic city.

Rhaegar accepted it gladly, looking at every tree and blade of grass in the Citadel.

The gray stone building gives people the first impression that it is tall and large, giving a sense of emptiness and coldness at high altitudes.

The unique style of the academic city is simple yet elegant, and you can do whatever is convenient for you.

Rega nodded from time to time and asked about important places such as the library and the book collection pavilion.

Because of Alicent's dispute with Rhaenyra, he rarely visited Oldtown, let alone the Citadel, which he had rejected since childhood.

It’s my first time in the Academy, and I’m a little excited.

He still remembered the two old bachelors who had crammed his education into obsolete forms, and he also remembered the vows he had taken when he was young.

(End of this chapter)