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

Chapter 475 Burning Down the Tower

On the way, Mond observed the night scene of the old town and muttered: "Otto must stay away. The family cannot be dragged down by him and Allison."

The Crown Prince has raised his butcher knife to Hightower's head, and the potential dangers must be hidden.

As I walked and thought, the towering tower came into view.

Mond stepped onto the stone arch bridge and returned to his own land.

……

Weeping Pier.

The small boat that had set out not long ago returned the same way and anchored in its original position.

On the dock, in the empty night, a dozen men in black robes stood in a row.

Otto put his hood back on, stepped onto the wet dock, and said in a deep voice, "Follow me."

The man in black robe followed silently like a puppet.

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and a breeze blows in the evening.

The hoods of the black robes were blown away, revealing a few pale, thin and numb faces.

Some are blind in one eye, and some have scars all over their faces...

They are criminals in the dungeon of King's Landing, and are also part of the intelligence legacy left by the white maggot Xiaomei.

Now, Otto is in charge of these puppets.

……

The night grew darker and dark clouds obscured the bright moonlight.

In a towering tower, in a secret passage.

Click——

The man in black robe came out quietly, and the outside world happened to be a cellar where grain was stored.

"Be quick and don't cause unnecessary trouble."

Otto looked grimly as he found the kerosene barrel that he had prepared in advance.

The man in black robe picked up the oil barrel and immediately took action.

Avoiding the night watch guards, kerosene was poured in the cellar, kitchen, stable and other places.

A man in a black robe was about to pour kerosene on the gate, but his companion stepped forward and punched him, snatched the oil barrel and shouted, "Get away from me! Don't try to be smart."

Otto watched in the dark and nodded imperceptibly.

He wanted to set fire to the towering tower once, but he would not block the escape route.

Isn’t the Crown Prince going to take action?

Then he would take action in advance, burn down the towering tower, and escape the unwarranted accountability.

No one would think that he was the one who set the fire, and just thought it was done by the reckless crown prince.

Otto took one last look at the familiar towering tower, turned back and went into the secret passage, and ordered: "Light the fire."

The man in black robe took out a torch and lit the area that was soaked with kerosene.

Suddenly, fire burned everywhere in the towering tower.

When the guards and servants caught fire, Otto had already quietly left with his men.

"Come quickly, put out the fire!"

"There's a fire in the kitchen, get some water..."

"on fire……"

The servants were running around, and the whole tower was in chaos.

At this moment, another group of masked men sneaked out from the towering tower and quickly fled the scene on a small boat on the island in the middle of the lake.

boom--

A huge fire suddenly broke out at the gate of the towering tower, blocking the guards who were busy fetching water to put out the fire.

"Damn it, the fire is blocking the door!"

The fire was so fierce that ordinary people could not get close.

Suddenly, someone cried out, "There is a smell of kerosene, go and save the Lord!"

In an instant, the guards shouted and rushed in, wearing blankets wet by the river.

At this time, in the lord's bedroom.

Mond was wearing silk pajamas and sleeping soundly on the soft big bed.

Zi La La...

A big fire broke out in the corridor outside the door, and thick, pungent smoke seeped into the bedroom through the tiny gap in the door.

Mond's head was dizzy and he tossed and turned, smelling the smoke.

At some point, the sound of fire cries rang out throughout the tower, waking him from his dream.

As soon as Mond opened his eyes, the dim room was filled with thick black smoke and the temperature was as high as an oven.

"Damn, what's going on!"

Mond lost all sleepiness in an instant, stood up and tried to escape, cursing.

boom--

He kicked the door, but it made a loud bang and nothing moved.

Mond was horrified and pounded on the door: "Damn it, who sealed the door!"

The fire spread throughout the corridor, burning along the walls to the ceiling. The decorative pine beams became the best combustion aids, and the pine oil burned with crackling sounds.

Every breath Mond took was filled with choking smoke, and the shouts and crackling sounds he heard were like the whispers of strangers.

The smoke grew thicker and the fire reached the door.

"Cough cough cough..."

Mond's strength in pounding the door became weaker and weaker, breathing became very difficult, and his violent coughing almost made him cough his lungs out of his body.

"Someone is coming..."

"help me……"

Deep despair appeared in Mond's eyes, his voice was as hoarse as a broken blower, and his limbs gradually became sore and weak.

With a thud, the whole person fell to the ground.

A pair of eyes stared at the door. It was obviously just a wooden door, but it became the barrier between life and death.

Boom——

The fire spread to the bedroom roof, and the beams could no longer hold on, so they burned through and collapsed.

Mond's breathing almost stopped and his eyeballs almost popped out of his sockets as he watched the beam fall on his head.

In the last moment of his life, Mond seemed to have a flash of light and screamed in fear.

"Do not!!"

……

Weeping Pier.

Otto, who was on board again, suddenly turned around, as if he had heard something, and stared at the towering tower with thick smoke billowing out of it.

The towering tower is eight hundred feet high and stands out in the flat old town.

It was dark and the firelight was particularly clear.

The fire rose from the base of the towering tower, with thick smoke occasionally billowing from a few floors and flames spewing out through the windows.

Otto's eyes flickered, and he was confused for a moment: "Why is the fire so big?"

Stir the sea water with your hands and use your body feeling to determine the strength of the night wind.

There was a gentle breeze, but it wasn't a strong gust of wind that would have helped fan the fire.

Otto frowned and thought to himself, "No matter what, we can't stay in Old Town for long."

He has chosen to sacrifice his brother and family in order to preserve his daughter, the queen, and the future of his family.

That cannot be a soft touch.

He turned around, stepped onto the deck of the small boat, and urged the sailors to speed up.

Blah blah blah...

The sailors paddled hard, and the waves became three times stronger without them noticing.

Otto joined the rowing party, and the boat soon disappeared into the night.

After half an hour.

The ship sailed out of the port and entered the mouth of Whispering Bay.

Otto was absent-minded, staring into the distance with unfocused eyes.

At some point, a vague silhouette of a ship appeared on the sea. The sailors panicked and craned their necks to try to see what was happening on the other side of the ship.

Otto was attracted by the sound and squinted to see where the sight was.

The two ships were getting closer and closer, and the haziness was gradually disappearing.

A small warship known for its agility.

Otto's heart skipped a beat and his eyelids twitched nervously.

Gradually, the two ships met.

Otto looked up and saw the figures on the deck of the warship and the long sails hoisted by the warship.

On the lavender canvas, a sword and a shooting star intersect.

"The Dane family."

Otto was stunned and couldn't believe his eyes.

At the same time, the figure on the battlefield was looking down at him, with a sarcastic sneer on his face.

With a wave of his hand, the soldier drew his bow and arrow, aiming at the sailors and the man in black robe on the boat.

"Fire arrows!"

……

Starry Temple.

Rhaenyra was still awake, wearing a long beige nightgown, standing at the window of the inner hall, looking out.

"Wow~"

Little Yimon was wearing baby clothes, lying in his mother's arms, humming like a cricket pupa.

Rhaenyra held his little butt with one hand and hugged his back with the other, leaning back slightly.

Make sure your child doesn't fall and injure his spine.

crunch--

The door was pushed open from the outside and Rhaegar walked in quietly.

When I looked up, I saw Rhaenyra coaxing the baby under the moon.

Rhaegar hesitated for a moment and asked in a low voice, "Is Baelon asleep?"

Rhaenyra turned aside and said helplessly, "They all went to bed a long time ago, but this little bastard just won't quiet down."

"Beilon is worthy of being the eldest son. He knows how to relieve his father and mother from worry."

Rhaegar walked forward with a smile and took little Aemon, who was clapping his hands randomly.

The little guy's purple eyes were sparkling, and he smacked his lips with extreme excitement, as if he wanted to refute his father.

The little one is so cute.

Rhaenyra hummed softly, rocked the cradle beside her, looked at the sleeping baby with tender eyes, and retorted, "Older children are usually less troublesome and take care of younger brothers."

As he spoke, his eyes moved to Rega's handsome, demon-like face, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

What a handsome boy! She raised him all by herself.

Rhaegar couldn't help laughing and nodded in praise: "That's right, who doesn't want to have a gentle and considerate sister."

"Wow~"

Little Aemon felt ignored and cried out unhappily, hitting Rhaegar's hard chest with his open little hands.

The little guy was soft and bounced a little when hit, causing saliva to come out.

A pair of unscrupulous parents laughed and teased the poor baby.

"Rhaegar!"

The atmosphere was warm and harmonious, and Rainier suddenly spoke.

Rhaegar hummed and looked at him with concern.

Leaning against the window, looking at the towering flames from afar, Rhaenyra asked bluntly, "Did you set the fire?"

"Tsk, nothing can be hidden from you."

Rhaegar smacked his lips, bit little Aemon's cheek, and said truthfully, "Otto started the fire, and I helped fan it."

"Really?"

Rhaenyra narrowed her eyes.

"It's genuine." Rega had an expression that said I'm the most honest.

Rhaenyra rolled her eyes and said earnestly, "The Hightower family is a guardian family that is on par with other families in the realms. They are also Alison's mother family. You must not mess around."

Westeros has laws protecting nobles.

No matter what kind of crime it is, as long as the entire family is not in rebellion, the king cannot destroy a surname at will.

Since becoming the crown prince, Rhaegar has cut off the ancestry of two long-standing noble surnames.

The Brackens of the Riverlands, Uller of Dorne.

Although both of them committed serious crimes, the extermination of their entire clan is understandable.

But this move will undoubtedly irritate the nerves of the Westeros nobles and add to their reputation for cruelty.

Throughout history, there have been countless nobles who have rebelled, but no noble family has ever been destroyed because of this.

Anyone would be terrified by the fact that Rhaegar had exterminated entire clans many times.

Rhaenyra thought for a moment and suggested, "The Tower of Heaven has been devastated by the fire. The Hightower family has suffered enough losses. Let's set off for King's Landing tomorrow."

The Dorne rebellion is not over yet, and Hightower is still needed on the battlefield to shine.

Deprive Alisen of her rights as queen and control Otto, who is on the Privy Council, and the Hightower family will no longer be a threat.

In Rhaenyra's eyes, raising children with Rhaegar and staying by their father's side was the most important thing.

Rhaegar raised his eyelids slightly, considered the direction of things, and made a judgment: "Well, tomorrow will also be the day to see the outcome."

The Hightower family has deep roots and will not disappear easily.

He made some preparations, which he thought would be enough.

……

The next day, early in the morning.

The island in the middle of the lake where the towering tower was located was turned into a scorched earth, and the white tower was burned black by the fire overnight.

Rhaegar and Rhaenyra arrived on their dragons.

The guards were cleaning the gate of the tower and carrying out the charred corpses on stretchers.

"Hiss..."

A sharp scream attracted the attention of everyone present.

Yangyan and the Sheep Thief arrived late, and two Targaryen boys hurried over.

Aegon was completely confused and looked around blankly at the tall stone tower not far from the ruins.

Didn't he just spend a night with Emond in a brothel and burn down his mother's family home?

Aemond was even more confused than him. He stared at the boss with his one eye, climbed down from the dragon's back and ran into the tower.

"Aemond, don't be impulsive!"

Rhaegar was in front of the tower and reached out to stop them.

At this time, two armored attendant knights with sad faces lifted a stretcher and slowly walked out.

The stretcher was covered with a white cloth, and an arm as charred as charcoal was hanging down.

Rhaegar pulled Aemond back, watching the stretcher pass by.

On the thumb of his arm hung a ball of melted and solidified gold, encasing an emerald.

The two brothers recognized it at the same time.

That was the emerald ring that Mond Hightower often wore.

"Big brother."

Aemond was stunned and muttered.

"Yeah." Rhaegar was right beside him.

"never mind."

Aemond looked crestfallen and shook his head.

"Father, wuwuwu..."

During the conversation, a panicked cry was heard. It was the cry of a child.

A young boy cried as he walked out of the tower under the protection of the knight.

Mond's only son, Lionel Hightower.

(End of this chapter)