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

Chapter 75 The Dragon Returns

An ax connected to an ax.

Rhaegar seemed tireless, until blood flowed all over the ground and a big head rolled off.

Taking a life with his own hands, Rhaegar felt an indescribable feeling.

All in all very bad.

"This ax is really heavy, but it's very handy."

After whispering something, Rhaegar threw away the ax and picked up the filthy head.

This was just the appetizer for the night, he had a lot to do.

This time, he did not hide from the sight of the patrolling savages.

Walk to the center of the camp openly.

A group of patrolling savages immediately spotted him and surrounded him with weapons in hand.

"Stop, little boy!"

With a scolding, several savages surrounded Rhaegar with a fierce look in their eyes.

A kid who sneaked out would be beaten to death and no one would take care of him.

Rhaegar looked at them quietly and said calmly: "Idiots, you should be polite to a Targaryen."

"Haha, damn little bastard, let's see if I don't kill you..."

A skinny savage with an ugly face laughed loudly and stepped forward carrying a stone spear.

Rega did not dodge, and pointed at the top of his head.

"Look here!"

Several savages didn't know why and subconsciously raised their heads.

hum-

In the pitch-black night, a pair of huge green lights like copper bells bloomed, like two clusters of faint will-o'-wisps.

The savages stopped and froze in place.

Then, the green light shook slightly.

The curtain-like night sky seemed to tremble.

Only then did they realize that the darkness above them was not night.

Instead, it was a huge thing as black as coal.

At this moment, the giant beast was looking down at all the living creatures in the valley.

Thump thump thump…

The moment they saw the giant beast clearly, the savages' pupils dilated and their whole bodies trembled. They fell to their knees one after another, dropped their weapons and screamed.

"Eat him!"

Rhaegar passed by the wizened wild man and softly pronounced his punishment.

"Hiss..."

The glutton lowered his head and roared, and the smelly wind blew him backwards.

Before it could land, the giant dragon stretched out its flexible tongue and rolled it into its mouth.

Chewing and swallowing accompanied by the crunching sound of broken bones.

It's back.

Rhaegar's dragon, the largest wild dragon king on Dragonstone.

Return to the master again.

When Rhaegar was captured during the day, the glutton felt that the dragon driver was in danger and returned on his own initiative.

Rhaegar also made contact with Glutton.

Silently waiting for the dragon's return.

All the forbearance during the day was for revenge at this moment.

He is the true dragon and he conquered the dragon.

Now, Rhaegar will bring his dragon and burn the disrespectful with dragon's fire.

Under the dark night, the glutton's dark body lay down for the young prince to climb onto the dragon's back.

After two days and one night of separation, one person and one dragon meet again.

Rhaegar looked down at the savages below, his face expressionless and his eyes cold.

The glutton's huge feet walked past them, and Rhaegar's indifferent voice sounded:

"Go and call your leaders. I'll wait for them here."

Rhaegar sat high on the dragon's back and gave orders to the remaining patrolling savages without looking back.

"Strange...monster..."

A group of poor guys were frightened by the sight of their companions being devoured.

Hearing Rhaegar's voice sounded like a demon whispering.

Screaming, they got up from the ground and fled in all directions.

Rhaegar didn't stop him.

By their shouts the whole camp was awakened and converged towards the centre.

Wow…

Not long after, a group of disheveled savages swarmed over with weapons.

When he saw Rega and his gluttons, he immediately stopped and did not dare to take a step beyond the thunder pool.

"This... what a giant beast this is..."

The coward's knees weakened and he did not even think of taking up arms to resist.

As the leader of the savage tribe, a few tall and thick guys whom I had seen during the day stood at the front of the savages.

He stood at the dragon's feet like an ant, looking up at Rhaegar in fear.

Rhaegar glanced over them one by one, never saying a word.

Finally, his eyes rested on the savage leader who pushed him.

"Is it you?"

Rhaegar tilted his head, ignoring the wildlings who were almost scared away by his words, and pointed at one of them.

That was a savage with a sinister face.

Rhaegar remembered him because the other party took his bracelet away.

"Wha...what?"

The savage leader he was pointing at spoke awkwardly and shrank back humbly.

"You took my things and gave them back to me!" Rega waved and said calmly. When the other party heard the words, he reacted, grabbed a female savage behind him, and took out a silver-gray bracelet from his leather pocket as if snatching it.

He knelt down on the ground with a pop and offered his hands respectfully.

"You...your stuff."

Rhaegar did not move. Instead, he threw Sander's head at his feet and said softly: "Here is this for you. Pick it clean and use it as a flagon."

"Yes……"

The savage leader quickly agreed, staring blankly at the head on the ground, not daring to move.

Rhaegar patted the glutton on the back and said, "Help me, man."

"Hiss..."

The glutton roared, intimidating a group of savages to kneel down.

But it didn't breathe dragon flames.

The slender tail poked out from behind, rolled up the savage leader, and brought him to Rhaegar.

Rhaegar took the bracelet and waved his hand casually.

The glutton flicked his tail, and the savage leader fell to the ground with a plop.

He rolled far away and passed out.

"An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, it's up to you whether you live or not!"

Rhaegar glanced at him, very indifferently.

When Rhaegar looked down at the wildlings below again, Glutton sensed what he meant.

"Hiss..."

It raised its head high, roared and sprayed out a stream of dragon flames, illuminating half of the valley and causing the surrounding temperature to rise.

Blah blah blah...

With this move, the psychological defense of the savages disappeared instantly.

They all knelt on the ground, dropped their weapons, and shouted in fear and reverence to the gods and fire gods...

Rega ignored it and said in a cold voice: "Who is the leader of the White Pine Tribe? Come forward!"

His voice was not loud, but it was heard above the din of shouts.

The savages whispered for a while, and driven by fear, they pushed the leader of the White Pine Tribe out of the way.

This is a strong young savage with a strong face.

Rega's expression remained unchanged as he asked: "There are many savage tribes attacking the Peregrine Tribe. Who planned it?"

"It's me! We gathered together because of the curse of the evil spirit."

The leader of the White Pine Tribe gritted his teeth and suppressed his fear as he answered.

"Good, I like your honesty."

Rhaegar praised him appreciatively, caressed the glutton's back, and said lightly: "Dragon Flame!"

The wildlings could not understand High Valyrian and looked at Rhaegar blankly.

The next moment, green dragon flames arrived in an instant.

"Hiss..."

The glutton roared, and the dragon flames instantly engulfed the leader of the White Pine Tribe.

A short moment.

The flesh and blood body was turned into flying ashes under the dragon flames, burned completely.

Rhaegar lowered his head and did not look at this scene.

Killing someone was easy, but he didn't like the feeling.

But he promised Falcon that he would avenge his tribe.

Targaryen keeps his word!

"Run! Run quickly, this kid is the incarnation of the devil. He is riding a monster to kill us all..."

Dragon flames inspired the ferocity of some people.

They didn't have the guts to attack Rhaegar and the Glutton, so they picked up their weapons and ran away.

Rega watched this scene with no emotion in his eyes, and lightly opened his lips: "Dragon Flame!"

"Hiss..."

The glutton stretched its wings and soared into the air, its huge figure shrouding the sky over the fleeing savages.

Dragon flames brew in the throat.

The teasing tongue slowly sprayed over the heads of the escaping savages.

Amidst the frightened screams, within a moment, none of the escapees survived.

The gluttons were bored and hovered over the valley, scorning these smelly little bugs.

At this moment, the savage's weakness was infinitely magnified.

Witnessing the crushing power of the dragon, the survivors could only kneel on the ground and beg for mercy.

Rhaegar was riding on the back of a dragon, soaring in the night sky, overlooking the hustle and bustle below.

to be frank.

He could not understand what these savages were saying.

The savages are a loose group. Although they speak common language, their accents vary greatly.

What he heard in his ears was just the strange cry of Ula-Ula.

Rhaegar enjoyed the night breeze blowing on his face, and the inner peace gave him an incomparable sense of security.

The glutton hovered over the valley twice, spitting dragon flames wantonly to vent the emotions of the driver.

After a while, Rhaegar came to his senses.

Looking sideways at the large group of savages kneeling down below, he ordered: "Bring the people from the Peregrine Tribe safely, and the White Pine Tribe will detain them all."

"Yes, Lord Spirit, we are willing to serve you..."

At this moment, no matter you are the savage leader or a savage who only knows how to act recklessly, you all kneel down and worship.

Under the wings of the dragon, all living beings are equal.

Rega pointed to the charred corpses on the ground and said displeasedly: "Collect the corpses and burn them together later."

　Dragon Dragon is back.

　　I changed it a little bit, I don’t know if it has any effect.

　　Update tomorrow! Three updates at 0 o'clock in the morning!

　　

　

(End of this chapter)