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

Chapter 488 Dragon Compass
Dragonstone.

"Thank you for your farewell, Prince. Braavos will always be your loyal ally."

On the beach, Messenger Bells looked moved and bowed.

Rhaegar stood with his hands behind his back and smiled faintly, "Give my regards to the Sea King. I will visit Braavos when I have time."

"my pleasure."

Bells said goodbye and reluctantly boarded the ship.

Rhaegar just smiled and his eyes fell on Doris Dayne from Dorne.

Doris looked solemn and saluted, "Prince, Prince Quill sends his regards to you on my behalf."

Sunspear is controlled by the Iron Throne, and Quell Martell is just a child, so he has no intention of rebelling.

There is only deep fear and anxiety.

Rhaegar glanced around and saw several Dornish nobles following Doris, then waved back.

"prince."

An old dragon keeper with a dusty face stepped forward, holding a huge milky white sword in both hands.

Rega took the greatsword, looked at it carefully, and said calmly: "Return it to its original owner."

He flicked the sword with his fingers and handed it out with both hands with a buzzing sound.

puff-

Doris immediately knelt on one knee, his face flushed with excitement: "Prince, the Dayne family is always grateful for your kindness."

"You do things for me, so I won't treat you unfairly."

Rhaegar looked down from above, his eyes deep. "In the name of the Targaryen regent, I appoint you as Sword of Dawn and Steward of the Rushing River."

The Turbulent River is a major river in the Red Mountains, and its mouth borders the Summer Sea.

The Dayne family's Starfall City is located in the upper reaches of the Turbulent River.

"How dare you not die!"

Doris' voice trembled as he took back the clan sword Dawn with both hands.

As early as the fall of Sunspear City and the news of his cousin's death, Doris surrendered on behalf of the Dayne family.

Those who know the current affairs are handsome.

Six giant dragons bombarded in turns, and if you didn't surrender you would die.

What's more, the family sword Dawn is in the hands of Targaryen.

Rhaegar waved his hand and said, "Let's go. Say hello to Quill for me and accept the maester's instruction."

A child should have a childhood of rote learning.

Doris was foolishly moved and led the team on a voyage holding Dawn.

The fleet was moving further and further away.

"Hiss-"

The pitch-black dragon roared and circled over the island again and again, as if inspecting its long-lost territory.

Rhaegar stood facing the wind, looking at the two fleets, rubbing the back of his fingers behind his back.

A peace agreement was reached.

The Iron Throne and Braavos both win, while the Three Kingdoms and Dorne become victims.

"It's OK. The Iron Bank is very generous with its loans."

Rhaegar smiled and thought it was a good way to spend the money.

As for loan repayment?

Why should I pay back the money I borrowed with my own ability?
What about debt collection in Braavos?
Just ask, how many fleets does Neptune have?

If you don’t agree, let’s touch him.

"Roar!"

The Glutton felt the emotions of its rider, its dragon mouth formed a ferocious arc, and it let out wild growls.

Rhaegar clapped his hands and turned back.

With your feet on the soft gravel, behind you are the blue sky, blue sea and white clouds.

The arrogance of a man and a dragon relying on each other.

Entering the iron gate of Dragonstone, Rhaegar remembered his business and asked, "Are there any newly hatched dragons in Dragon Mountain?"

The words were High Valyrian, simple and to the point.

The old dragon keeper was one step behind, his expression full of bitterness and hatred: "No, Dragon Mountain is very peaceful."

Rhaegar didn't believe it and continued to ask, "What about Wormithor and Silverwing? Didn't they lay new dragon eggs?"

After Vhagar, Silverwing and Dreamfyre have always been the major egg-laying units.

The old dragon keeper shook his head: "Silver Wing is sleeping, there is no dragon egg."

As he spoke, he leaned on a bamboo stick.

Rhaegar frowned slightly and thought to himself, "There are no baby dragons on Dragonstone, so that must be the Sea of ​​Smoke."

Common name: Wild Dragon

Wild dragons are not easy to catch, especially two inconspicuous baby dragons.

It’s hard to even find it.

"In Braavos, perhaps? Or Sothoryos?"

As Rhaegar walked, he couldn't help but recall his encounter with Doris, the emissary from Braavos.

A shrewd politician.

Rega once caught a glimpse of guilt in the other's eyes.

What are you feeling guilty about?
Rhaegar's eyes turned dangerous as he speculated, "There must be something hidden behind the death of the previous Sea King."

Compared to Sea of ​​Smoke and Sothoryos, there are new dragonlets hatching.

He would rather believe that the three dragon eggs that Dreamfire lost had hatched.

"We must find time to visit Braavos. We must plant more spies."

Rhaegar's mind was full of thoughts, not wanting to alert the enemy.

There is a little doubt about the hatching of dragon eggs in Braavos.

As long as the young dragon exists, the news cannot be kept secret.

Once the previous Aquaman dies, the two young dragons will inevitably become the target of competition for the forces behind the Iron Bank.

It shouldn't be so quiet.

unless……

Rhaegar had an idea and guessed, "The young dragon is not in their hands."

A wildfire destroyed a port, with few witnesses around.

Unless someone makes arrangements ahead of time, the young dragon will definitely escape.

Speaking of layout, the previous Aquaman was blown to death.

Even if there is an arrangement, it will all be destroyed in the wildfire.

Seeing that the prince was thinking about something, the old dragon keeper hesitated and said, "There are many dragon eggs in the greenhouse."

There are not only dragon eggs, but also pterosaur eggs.

After the careful care of the dragon keeper, the pterosaur's eggs are well preserved. I wonder if they can hatch into baby dragons.

Rega came back to his senses and said thoughtfully: "Notify the Dragon Guards to patrol Dragon Mountain and monitor the movements of Wormisol and Silver Wing."

There are only these two dragons left on the island, so we have to keep an eye on them.

The old dragon keeper did not dare to neglect the request and said humbly, "As you command."

At Rega's signal, he led the team to the majestic Dragon Mountain.

……

Stone Drum Tower, Greenhouse.

It is called a greenhouse, but in fact it is a special warm cellar.

Click!

Rhaegar lit the oil lamp on the wall and used the dim light to walk through the deep tunnel.

The greenhouse is spacious and can be compared to an underground palace.

The walls were carved out with grooves and filled with stoves and utensils. "They are all dragon eggs!"

Rhaegar lifted the lid of a stove, and white sulfurous smoke came out, revealing a dark dragon egg.

In addition, each of the remaining heaters contains a dragon egg.

Green, blue and white, dark red...

Rhaegar counted them one by one, a total of sixteen healthy dragon eggs.

Among them were the three dragon eggs that Syrax laid for the first time.

They are green, grey and orange.

Syrax laid two clutches of dragon eggs, each containing three eggs.

The second batch of dragon eggs hatched Moon Dance and Dawn almost at the same time.

The last bronze dragon egg was placed in the cradle of the eldest son, Belron.

"The family is small, otherwise we could have hatched a few dragon eggs."

Rhaegar looked hopeful as he held up the dark dragon egg and rubbed it with his cheek.

"When will you hatch, old man?"

Feeling the familiar roughness, Rhaegar asked with a smile.

Dark Dragon Egg: ...

This dragon egg was born from the Dreamfyre, chosen by Rhaenyra herself and placed in Rhaegar's cradle.

Unfortunately, the man and the egg are not destined to be together.

The black baby dragon in the eggshell took a long time to hatch, which benefited the big black dragon that specialized in eating baby dragons.

Rhaegar played with the dark dragon egg for a while, then reluctantly put it back into the stove, saying to himself, "Keep it well and leave it to my future children."

Speaking of which, Jenny has been pregnant for several months and is expected to give birth in early summer.

Rhaegar thought about it, shook his head and said, "Let's choose another dragon egg."

As he spoke, he wandered around the greenhouse alone, picking out dragon eggs that caught his eye.

Rhaenyra broke up with Jeyne, and he wanted to take the dragon egg that Rhaenyra chose for him to give to Jeyne's child.

Tsk tsk, life is so unbearable.

As he picked, Rhaegar adjusted to the dim light of the greenhouse and a trace of sleepiness came over him.

"Yawn~"

After checking the last pterosaur egg, he yawned loudly.

"I'm so sleepy."

Rhaegar murmured, feeling a peculiar feeling.

He needs some sleep!
He walked back to the side of the greenhouse and took out the dark dragon egg.

Rhaegar spread a blanket and dozed off directly into the dragon egg's arms.

Dang clang——

The alert tied around his waist fell down, and he was pinned down by a man and an egg.

Gradually, I fell asleep.

……

Outside, there is a long bridge with stone steps.

call--

A giant black dragon broke through the clouds, its green vertical pupils overlooking the mountains below, its nose twitching as it sniffed fiercely.

It smelled a special smell.

"Hiss-"

Suddenly, the Glutton's green eyes flashed with ferocity, he roared with excitement, and strands of ambergris slid out of his dragon's mouth.

It remembered what it smelled like.

That is the smell of prey!

A pair of pitch-black dragon wings flapped, and the huge body immediately turned around, flexibly drilling into the clouds and rushing into the sky.

Target, Longshan.

……

It's getting late.

In the greenhouse, Rhaegar was half asleep.

There was a look of confusion on his handsome face, his eyes were half open and half closed, like a broken boy who had lost his way.

As expected, he fell asleep again.

Connecting with last night’s dream, some overlapping fragmentary images of fog, waves, and young dragons kept appearing.

It was like compressed knowledge, madly crowding into the brain's memory.

Rega endured it passively, and the scene froze in the last frame.

Mist, a mountain, a black dragon...

"Hiss..."

The black dragon was panicked, broke through the layers of fog, and dived into Rhaegar's arms.

Yes, in Rhaegar's arms.

Rhaegar's eyes widened and he hugged the young dragon defenselessly.

puff-

The huge force hit his chest, and Rega was in so much pain that he almost couldn't breathe. He slipped and fell to the ground.

Then, he hit the back of his head.

A voice suddenly sounded.

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

Rhaegar woke up with a start and looked around in confusion.

With a casual scratch, a hard dragon egg and a light purple halo appeared.

Wave~
The purple halo broke with a poke, turning into a small ball of purple light, which drilled into his hand like cotton wool.

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

"The test was successful, and it was determined to be an epic relic, the prophet's treasure."

Rega was startled for a moment, then he slapped his forehead hard and came to his senses completely.

"An epic relic, a prophet?"

He muttered something and tried to summon the relic itself.

The Hightower family's vigilance is actually the prophet's treasure.

All I can say is that he is worthy of being a top noble family with a thousand-year heritage.

hum-

Rhaegar sat up, and a stone compass appeared out of thin air.

The compass is grayish white all over, with tiny gaps all over it, and is about the size of two adult palms.

It is very round, with ferocious patterns of more than a dozen giant dragons carved on the surface.

"Inscription?"

Rhaegar looked at the compass and could vaguely see an inscription forming a circle.

Unfortunately, it has become blurred over the years.

With anticipation, Rega checked the font changes on the system panel.

"The dragon compass was made by a prophet who longed for blood. It works when it encounters a dragon."

"Meet a dragon?"

Rhaegar whispered softly, seeing the key words "bloodline" and "dragon".

It's sizzling!

The knife cut his palm and a drop of blood dripped onto the compass.

(End of this chapter)