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

Chapter 602: Divide the Loot Evenly
The sunset ends.

"Hiss-"

A giant black dragon stepped on the cliff overlooking the sea, spread its wings that covered the sky and soared into the sky.

On the sea, a fleet flying the flag of House Velaryon set sail.

Looking back at the ruined city-state of "Tria", thick smoke billows straight into the sky.

Faintly, one can hear the ghost's shrill wails.

The patter...

A heavy rain poured down, washing away the dirty dragon blood that should have died long ago.

……

The next day.

The sea of ​​smoke and fog obscured the view.

"Hiss..."

On the deck of the slender Sea Serpent, a young dragon with dark blue scales curled up into a ball.

“Alright, alright.”

Rhaegar stroked the scales and comforted them softly: "Good boy! Poor little thing."

"Hiss..."

Baoyun blinked his vertical pupils lightly, and approached Longwen pitifully, rubbing against him and calling out as if he was acting like a spoiled child.

On the dragon's body, which was more than ten meters long, there were claw marks on the chest and lower abdomen that had cut through the scales.

The injury on the side of the neck was the most serious, and the blood kept flowing.

This is the price of fighting a young dragon.

"They are not very old, but they all have bad tempers."

Rhaegar coiled an Ouroboros around his fingertips and looked up at the sky.

Above the fog, a pitch-black dragon shadow enveloped the fleet like a huge protective umbrella.

"Hiss!"

A young black dragon flew below, circling the masts of the fleet and playing on its own.

After a bloody dance, the dragons became obedient.

"Cough cough..."

A salty sea breeze blew by, and Rhaegar coughed softly a few times.

Baoyun turned the dragon's head and doubt flashed across his pupils.

"His Majesty!"

The sea snake came from behind, bringing with it a large group of people.

Rhaegar pursed his lips and asked, "Is everything sorted out?"

As he turned his head, the face under the hood was revealed.

The sea snake was originally in high spirits, but suddenly it became like a misfire.

The young king stood tall, with long silver-gold hair naturally flowing down and deep, bright purple eyes.

However, her skin was as pale as paper and her cheeks looked slightly thin.

Standing in the sea breeze wearing a black robe, he exuded a sense of weakness, as if he could be blown down by a gust of wind.

The sea snake swallowed and said, "Your Majesty, are you okay?"

Since yesterday, the king's majestic appearance has deteriorated further.

Rhaegar touched his cheek and said boldly and carefully: "It's okay, just an insignificant sequelae."

"It doesn't matter?"

The sea snake was dumbfounded, wondering what kind of pain and itch would be like.

In just one night, I became so thin that I almost looked unrecognizable.

Rhaegar just smiled and didn't explain further.

Bring up the system panel.

【Rhaegar Targaryen】

Talent: Dreamer (gold)
Bloodline: Dragonborn (+67%)

Runes: Bronze (green), Ouroboros (blue), Dream Eater (purple)

Blood Sorcery: Binding Spell (blue), Dragon Dance (purple), Blood Dance (purple)...

Relics: Blood and Fire, Dream Vision, Pure Water...

Special items: Space necklace, Dragon horn (exclusive)

Comment: "A rare descendant of a true dragon, it will take time to grow."

First, the blood is unified, and the blood is purified rapidly.

Rhaegar's eyes flashed, and a cluster of dark flames was hidden deep in his pupils.

The purification of his bloodline this time allowed him to gradually master the dragonborn state and better control fire.

Secondly, the Dragon Horn has now recognized its master.

The horns were blown together, commanding the dragons.

But that's not all the Dragon Horn can do.

Through the "Dragon Dance" and "Blood Dance", you can soothe and inspire the dragon's fighting spirit and unleash its full power on the battlefield.

Rega touched the space necklace worn around his neck, and a huge horn with an exquisite appearance was placed in it.

On the metallic surface, three dragon-shaped inscriptions of different sizes appeared.

One is completely black, serving as the glutton's life mark.

The remaining one is black and the other is blue, representing Iragas and storm clouds respectively.

When dragon blood drips, it can leave a mark on the inner wall of the Dragon Horn, establishing communication regardless of distance.

The message conveyed when recognizing the master through the Dragon Horn.

The top dragon king families will incorporate the imprint of their dragons into the dragon horn.

It is convenient for recalling partners from afar, and can also control the family's dragon to prevent it from being stolen or hunted.

Lei Jia used his dragon blood to subdue the dragon horn, blew together a complete "Blood Dance", and successively incorporated the life marks of three dragons. Therefore, it was a bit hurt.

“Without any guidance, it’s like walking on thin ice.”

Rhaegar sighed inwardly, but could do nothing about it.

"Your Majesty, come and see."

Seeing that the king remained silent, the sea serpent ordered the sailors to bring a large box.

The boxes were opened one after another, and most of them contained old antiques.

The sea snake carefully held up a sailboat model and said with burning eyes, "This is a model of a ship from ancient Valyria. It is said that the sails are woven with magic and can withstand the strongest winds and waves."

"If you like it, keep it."

Rhaegar waved his hand and didn't take it seriously.

The model does contain a faint hint of magic, but it would be extremely difficult to replicate it.

Besides, the Targaryens had rights over the sky and the earth, and rejected the waves of the sea.

There were many ships in old Valyria.

There are countless people who are proficient in magic, but no one has conquered any continent with it.

"Thank you very much, Your Majesty!"

The sea snake rarely smiled and put away the ship model as if it were a treasure.

The Dragon King naturally does not value ships, but the Velaryon family, whose blood flows with salt and sea, is extremely eager for them.

"Next one."

Rhaegar said softly.

No matter how good the fleet is, it is still a vassal of Targaryen.

Now that he holds the Dragon's Horn, there is no longer any threat within the family, and he is not afraid of his vassals becoming stronger through marriage.

I’m afraid that I’m not strong enough and can’t keep up.

The sea serpent was in high spirits and ordered someone to fetch a weapon.

A half-circular shield, so black that it is difficult to see clearly.

Rhaegar's sharp eyes recognized it at a glance. "Valyrian steel shield."

"Yes."

The sea serpent raised its shield and banged on the concave surface of the shield, saying solemnly: "It is really a waste of precious pearls to be obtained in the hands of a deformed dragon."

Tria is an isolated city. The people in the city are well-equipped, but they have become dilapidated due to the erosion of time.

Just like this half shield, its value has been reduced to zero.

Rhaegar took a glance and saw that the shield was only the size of a washbasin and could not melt much steel.

I reached out and touched it, but failed to trigger the explorer mission.

The sea serpent took a step back and opened a solid wooden box.

Bang!

The box lid hit the deck, revealing a dozen fossilized dragon eggs and various rare minerals.

What really caught Rhaegar's attention was a curved long sword.

"Dragon Claw!!"

Rega was pleasantly surprised, it was really beyond his imagination.

The Dragon Claw is still the same, with the sword body covered with water ripples, and the hilt and tsuba polished like dragon bones like claws.

However, at this moment, the dragon claw was bent in the middle, as if it was being grasped violently.

The cold and sharp sword blade was covered with notches and a layer of dust and cobwebs.

Even so, it remains as unstoppable as ever.

"My old friend."

Rhaegar smiled happily and grasped the warm dragonbone hilt again.

"These were found by Damon. I heard they were in a dragon's nest."

The sea snake did not hide anything and took out a glass bottle from his arms: "And this, Damon also asked me to give it to you."

Rhaegar was looking at the dragon claw with great joy, and took the time to glance at the glass bottle filled with blood.

It's burning hot to the touch, undoubtedly dragon's blood.

"He's really awkward."

Rhaegar shook his head and laughed, glancing sideways at the scarlet dragon shadow in front of the fleet.

The glass bottle contains Korakshu's blood.

Damon's meaning was clear, to integrate the mark of this bloodthirsty giant worm into the Dragon Horn.

It is a symbol of allegiance or return to the family.

"Who says a good uncle has no heart?"

Lei Jia kept the dragon blood and would use it after the sequelae were alleviated.

The dragon leaves a mark on the dragon's horn, not a mark of slavery.

It's just a solid communication and assistance in extreme emotions.

It doesn't mean that once a mark is left, you can control it as you please.

In the days of Old Valyria, the relationship between dragons and the Dragon King family was roughly as follows:

The bond between the rider and the dragon is stronger than the call of the dragon's horn to the dragon.

The power of its appeal is greater than that of the "Dragon Dance" and "Blood Dance" in commanding the battlefield.

Only by decreasing in this way can the status of the dragon rider be ensured to remain constant.

Anyone who wants to control a group of dragons with just a magic item is a fool with wishful thinking.

Besides, who else but the Dragonborn can blow the dragon's horn?

The blood is not pure enough?

Anyone who touches it will die and be engulfed in flames.

(End of this chapter)