Game of Thrones: I Became a Crown Prince For a Day

Chapter 78 The Allegiance of the Kleb Family

 The fight between the two sides was getting lively and gradually became intense.

 Under their respective flags, knights commanded the battle.

 Seeing these two flags, Rhaegar immediately thought of the two largest noble families on the peninsula.

　　 House Bren of the Dreadden and House Kleb of the Whispering Keep.

 These two families are the only two nobles on the peninsula who have established castles.

 Even if he is also called a semi-savage, he at least maintains the face of his family.

 Especially the Kleb family.

 There were Kingsguards and Lord Chancellors in the family, and they were also prominent for a time.

 “How did these two families get together?” Rhaegar was a little confused.

They are already so poor.

 If we don’t seize the opportunity to develop wealth, there will be no free war.

 After thinking for a moment, Rhaegar did not act rashly and continued to watch while riding on the back of the dragon.

Once war breaks out, hatred spreads everywhere and cannot be stopped by a few words.

 It’s almost done by the time the typing is done below.

Rhaegar's further intervention would help convince the half-savage family, who were both at risk.

  The melee continues.

Both sides fought in darkness, with shouts and roars heard endlessly.

 The fight lasted half an hour.

 The melee below is getting tired.

The wildling army led by Rhaegar also arrived from the rear and surrounded the battlefield on all sides.

 The siege order was given by Rhaegar.

 He is trying to command and arrange the war.

Although he is still young, it would be better to become more familiar with him if you have the opportunity to meet him.

 Looking at the decline of the battle below.

Rhaegar knew it was time to show up.

 He patted the glutton on the back and signaled it to descend from the clouds.

 “Hiss…”

Glutton let out a long roar, and his huge body broke through the clouds, shrouding the battlefield like a black cloud over a city.

In an instant, the soldiers in the melee were overturned by a strong wind and became a mess.

Without waiting for orders from the commanders of both sides, the gluttons hovered in the sky, spitting out green dragon flames in protest.

 “Dragon! How can there be a dragon on the peninsula!”

 “Run quickly! What kind of monster is this!”

　　　…”

 The moment the giant dragon appeared, the battlefield was completely disrupted.

The soldiers stared at the glutton in horror and fled without their armor.

　　However, the deserters had not run very far when they were blocked back by the savages from the outside.

 The savage army, led by the Crab Claws, tightened the encirclement, screaming and provoking wantonly.

　　The time has come, and Rhaegar drives the glutton to the clearing.

 The figure was exposed to the eyes of the commanders on both sides.

 When he saw someone on the dragon's back on both sides, he still had silver-gold hair, and his heart that almost jumped out of his chest was relieved.

 A dragon controlled by a dragon driver is fine.

 The most fearful thing is the uncontrollable wild dragon, which is a giant beast that treats humans based on their mood.

Rhaegar sat on the back of the dragon, overlooking the battlefield below, and shouted: "I am Rhaegar Targaryen, the eldest son of King Viserys I, where is the knight loyal to the Iron Throne!?"

The voice fell.

 Commanders from both sides rushed over, knelt down on one knee, lowered their heads and shouted: "I have seen the prince, the Brun family and the Kleb family send you their sincere greetings."

Rhaegar glanced at the two commanders and several lieutenants, all dressed as knights in armored robes, and asked:

“The noble families on the peninsula have always lived alone, why did you start the war privately?”

“Prince, the Bren family has gone too far and robbed our farmland!”

 The knightly officers of House Kleb responded indignantly.

 “That’s ridiculous. It was clearly your Kleb family who stole our cargo ship beforehand, and you refuse to admit it!”

The commander of the Bren family looked aggrieved and glared at the opponent fiercely.

Rhaegar sat and watched the two biting each other, frowning. Both sides have their own reasons, and they obviously have long-standing grievances.

Rhaegar pondered: "Who caused the dispute first?"

 “It was the Kleb family that stole our cargo ship!”

“There is nothing on the ship, and three of our soldiers died inexplicably. It was clearly framed by your Bren family!”

　　　…”

 As soon as the question came out, the two sides immediately started arguing.

As they spoke, they drew their swords from their waists and approached each other.

Rhaegar was stunned and speechless.

As expected of a semi-savage family on the peninsula, they have a rough personality and will be beaten to death if they disagree with them.

 No time to deal with their bad debts.

Rhaegar drove the glutton to interrupt their quarrel with a roar, and the scene fell silent for a moment.

Rhaegar said with a cold face and dissatisfaction: "Call your lords out to meet the king's eldest son!"

 It is more convenient to directly summon the person who can make the decision.

 “Yes, Prince…”

The two sides did not dare to neglect, glared at each other angrily, and ordered the adjutant to inform the lord to come.

 I gathered the remaining troops and gathered the bodies of the fallen soldiers.

Rhaegar ordered the wildling army to close the encirclement, consolidate one garrison, and send out scouts to search the wildling tribes in the eastern part of the peninsula.

 …

 It’s approaching noon.

Several fast horses rode the lords of the two castles to the battlefield where the smell of blood still lingered.

 At first sight, I saw a glutton lying on the ground, which was as big as a hill.

“Seven gods! A Targaryen prince has come to the Crab Claw Peninsula.”

The lord of the Kleb family is a tall, fat old man with half-white beard and hair. He couldn't help but sigh when he looked at the dark dragon.

 The peninsula is too barren and there are few outsiders.

 A member of the royal family who controls a dragon is rarely seen once in many years.

 He got off his horse and ran quickly to the dragon, ignoring the guards' dissuasion.

 When he saw the sleepy Rhaegar on the dragon's back, his eyes widened in disbelief.

 “At such a young age, he actually tamed such a huge dragon!”

Kneel down on one knee, raise the sword at your waist to your chest, and shout with great energy: "Lord of Whispering Castle, Sam Clayber meets the prince!"

Rhaegar was attracted by his voice, looked down at the old man on the ground, and said doubtfully: "Lord Sam, offering your sword is not the etiquette for a prince."

"I know."

Sam breathed quickly, looked up at the young prince in the sun, and said respectfully:

"You possess the noble blood of a true dragon and come here riding a demonic dragon. On behalf of the Kleb family, I implore you to accept our loyalty and make us your vassals."

"I am just a prince, not the heir to the Iron Throne." Rhaegar was even more confused.

Sam smiled: "My ancestor Clarence Crabb was the legendary hero of the Crab Claw Peninsula, and my great-uncle Clermont Crabb was the Kingsguard of your great-grandfather King Rui..."

"Today, House Crabb has been away from House Targaryen for too long, and I don't care if you can inherit the Iron Throne."

“I only ask the noble prince to accept the loyalty of the Kleb family and let the banner of Marsh Marigolds bathe in the glory of the royal family again.”

 Rhaegar:…

 Looking at the excited Sam Crabb quietly, Rhaegar frowned, not knowing how to answer.

to be honest.

 He looked down upon the half-savage families on the Crab Claw Peninsula.

 Poverty, savagery, remoteness…

 This is their true label.

 Accepting Sam's allegiance will not bring him any substantial help, and will also attract the prying eyes of others.

Rhaegar organized some words and declined: "Lord Sam, I admire your loyalty to the royal family, but I am not the heir to the Iron Throne and have no right to accept the allegiance of a lord."

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Just to ask, do you hope that the protagonist will participate in politics as the crown prince at this stage?

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