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

Chapter 281 Weird ruins everywhere

 “Hiss…”

The glutton neighed and swooped over the sailboat, the strong wind carrying it blowing the sails.



 The sailboat rocked violently several times, Rhaegar staggered and almost fell over.

Barely able to steady his body, Rega was stunned and said: "Glutton, what's wrong?"

Looking at the glutton's rapid circling, I couldn't figure it out for a moment.

　　Since entering the sea of ​​smoke, the glutton has been abnormally vigilant.

 Until he was attacked by stone people, the glutton conveyed a restless mood and acted very angry.

 “Hiss…”

The glutton sensed the driver's exploration, shook its dragon head, neighed, and flapped its wings in vent.

 The glutton growled, his green vertical eyes flashing with disgust.

The glutton calmed down, closed his vertical pupils tightly, and lay down on the beach to doze off.

 The sailboat drifted for half a day and finally arrived not far from the land.

 The Sea of ​​Smoke is an ominous place.

 Similar scenes happened to him not long after he trained his dragon.

 Several small boats entered the sea and rowed towards the beach.

Rhaegar covered his mouth and nose and approached with open hands.

Rhaegar took the chart from Robert's hand and patiently observed and analyzed it.

"Roar…"

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 It’s hard to catch a sunny day, so it’s better to simply take a rest.

　　After experiencing the volcanic eruption and the attack by the stone people, the sailors and mercenaries were also exhausted physically and mentally, and quite agreed with the proposal of going ashore.

 “Good boy…”

With his thoughts spinning, he unconsciously glanced at the land in the distance and ordered: "Stop and go ashore!"

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After a while, Rhaegar asked softly: "Man, does the sea of ​​smoke make you uneasy?"

 Looking at the land right in front of you, sailing will take a lot of time.

 “I understand, let’s hold on for two more days.”

His dragon enjoys this kind of close touch, which calms its emotions.

 Their haste to evacuate earlier somewhat deviated from the channel.

 “Dude, don’t do this.”

 “Hiss…”

Rhaegar rubbed its black scales and retreated.

 Under the warm sunshine, relax your body from time to time and feel the heat of the sun.

 From the moment they entered, they have been in a dark and depressing environment.

However, according to the marks on the chart, the distance was much closer and we did not lose our way.

 The glutton landed first, his green vertical eyes cold and ruthless, and an irritable growl erupted from his throat.

The glutton shook his head and hit his nose hard. The smelly air wave blew the driver staggering.

Rhaegar had a guess. It was probably something in the sea of ​​smoke that was affecting the dragon.

As soon as Rhaegar landed ashore, he immediately ran forward and said nervously: "Glutton, my man, are you okay?"

On the Crab Claw Peninsula, Gluttony refused to enter the Swamp of Despair and developed a strong killing intent towards the shadow half-dragon that imitated it.

Having been together for many years, one person and one dragon have a deep relationship.

 The sailor anchored the sailboat outside the rocks on the edge of the beach and dropped the anchor.

The glutton stared at him, slowly lowered the dragon's head, twisted its body and crawled to the ground.

Seeing this situation, Lei Jia looked solemn and felt very troubled.

 “Yes, my lord.”

Rhaegar's eyes were full of concern, and he put his hands around the glutton's ferocious dragon's kiss, and rubbed it hard with his palms.

 The so-called running to the death by looking at the mountains.

The glutton gasped and reluctantly arched his head to accept the driver's comfort.

 Fortunately, the glutton at this moment is connected with him and remains rational and obedient.

 In the blink of an eye, half an hour passed.

On the other side of the beach, mercenaries held scimitars and kept pushing back several guys dressed as sailors.

Rhaegar came over and recognized the identities of several sailors.

 Patients infected with greyscale on a smuggling ship.

These guys also want to beg Rhaegar to let them go and take them back for treatment.

Rhaegar was in no mood to pay attention and said calmly: "Drive them away. This land is already a gift to them."

 To deal with greyscale patients, most people just find a remote corner near the sea of ​​smoke and throw them away.

 At present, we have found a piece of land with green plants and fresh water, which is enough for these greyscale patients to spend the last period of time when their sanity disappears.

 The mercenaries followed the instructions and led the greyscale patients in chains and drove them to the hillside behind the beach.

Rhaegar turned a blind eye and ordered: "Rest where you are for the night and set off tomorrow."

 “Yes, my lord.”

 …

 The next day.

 At noon, the sun is shining and the sky is blue.

A huge black dragon cut through the sea level, grabbed a big fish with its hind legs, and threw it into the dragon's mouth like it was stuffed between its teeth.

Behind the dragon, the three-masted sailing ship sailed slowly into a narrow tributary.

On the deck, Rhaegar held the railing in his hand and closed his eyes to face the sea breeze.

At some point, Robert’s surprised voice sounded: “Sir, we can see the ruins of the stone bridge ahead.”

Rhaegar raised his eyelids upon hearing this.

 From the first sight, the tributaries are relatively narrow, the ridges on the north and south sides are covered with vegetation, and a huge ruin with messy rocks appears not far ahead.

 The ruins are big, very big!

 The sea spans more than ten miles across the north and south banks, and occasionally one or two bridge piers are exposed.

But the bridge has long since collapsed, leaving only the dilapidated buildings on both sides that can vaguely see their former glory.

Rhaegar was extremely happy when the iconic ruins appeared in front of him: "Speed ​​up the sailing, we are almost at our destination."

Robert was also very excited and shouted to urge the helmsman and sailors.

 The sailboat immediately increased its speed and moved along the coast of the ruins of the stone bridge. It was a long walk. Gradually, haze appeared again on the sea, blocking clear sight.

With the contrast of the clear sky, Rhaegar sniffed and frowned unconsciously.

 The haze has a strong smell of sulfur, mixed with a faint stench.

With the firelight, it seems that there are some fine particles mixed with the haze.

Rhaegar had deep eyes and murmured to himself: "The harmful minerals left behind by the volcanic eruption."

 Taking two deep breaths, my lungs felt a little stuffy.

Rhaegar was vaguely aware that this should be one of the factors that made the glutton restless.

 The haze of the sea of ​​smoke is mixed with substances that make the dragon uncomfortable.

“Prince, there is an unusual pile of rocks, which may be the destination.”

Robert came over with a chart and swallowed excitedly.

 Once you reach your destination, it’s not far to return home.

 At that time, he will be able to receive a large amount of gold, enough to enjoy himself for the rest of his life.

 “Ashore, remember to leave some people to guard the sailboat.”

Rhaegar also saw the pile of rocks in the distance that could only be described as "magnificent" and gave cautious orders.

That piece of chaos is simply a hill of piled stones.

 The roots of dark walls can be vaguely seen on all sides, covered in ruins by rocks and rotten wood.

 The sailing ship docked along the coast, and Rhaegar led fifty mercenaries ashore and rushed to the pile of rocks.

 The entrance to the ruins was easily found through the marks left by the smuggling ship.

It was a dark cave hidden in the center of the ruins, with only a corner exposed.

The entrance to the cave is densely covered with messy footprints.

Rega frowned slightly, selected a few of the most skilled mercenaries, and ordered: "You go down first to explore the situation."

 “Yes, my lord.”

Several mercenaries did not hesitate and walked into the cave one after another holding torches.

 Those who are able to do this are those who want money rather than their lives.

Rhaegar and his dragon were watching from outside, and they didn't dare to go in.

 “Hiss…”

 The glutton landed on the ground, stepped on the rocks with his feet, and put his head back and forth to smell the smell.

Rhaegar felt a little strange. The boots under his feet swept across the footprints at the entrance of the cave.

 Waiting left and right, several beams of fire appeared at the entrance of the cave. A mercenary emerged from the cave with cold sweat on his forehead: "Sir, there is a deep passage in the cave, and there are some weird things in it."

Rhaegar's thoughts turned and he simply said: "Leave a small team to guard the entrance of the cave, and the rest will follow me."

 The mercenaries who explored the path were all fine, they just said there were some "weird" things.

 80% of the time there is no danger, but there are some situations that are beyond common sense.

boom-

Jumped into the dark cave, led by the scouting mercenaries, and Rhaegar continued to go deeper under the protection of everyone.

The entrance to the cave is narrow, and the tunnel inside gradually becomes wider.

 And it is very dry, not as cold and humid as ordinary underground caves.

 After half a ring.

Halfway through the tunnel, something so-called weird appeared.

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 A mercenary accidentally stepped on a bone and when he lowered his head, he discovered that it was a skeleton.

 The skeleton is human, covered in old armor.

 There are many similar skeletons, with more than a dozen scattered here and there.

"grown ups."

A mercenary looked puzzled, lay down on a piece of breastplate, and handed it over respectfully.

Rhaegar held up the torch and shined. The left chest of the breastplate was carved with the emblem of a roaring lion.

Rhaegar was very familiar with this emblem and asked in surprise: "Lannister?"

I checked the breastplates of other skeletons and found that they all had the emblem of the Lannister family.

 There is no doubt that these remains are soldiers of House Lannister.

Robert stepped on a bone and said in amazement: "Sir, the bone will break when touched. It is very old."

Rhaegar did not respond, inexplicably remembering a legendary past event of the Lannister family.

 “Forget it, move on.”

Time waits for no one. Rhaegar shook his head to get rid of the thoughts in his mind.

 “Sir, look, this is it!”

At this time, the mercenaries who explored the path hurried back and pointed at the corner of the tunnel eagerly.

Rhaegar cast his gaze and saw several different remains.

The body is covered with greyscale sores, the joints are twisted and limp on the ground, and the soil is soaked with fishy blood.

 “The corpse of Shi Min is still fresh!”

Rhaegar perked up and hurriedly stepped forward to investigate.

These stone people were all as skinny as firewood, their eyes were wide open when they died, and there was blood coming out of their mouths.

 The fatal injuries were on the chest, neck and head.

It seemed that a spear had penetrated the whole body, leaving a **** hole.

 “This is not a spear wound.”

Rhaegar’s eyes flickered and he made a direct judgment.

 He is good at using a spear, and naturally he also knows what a spear wound looks like.

 The wounds on Shi Min's body were smooth and surprisingly large.

 It seemed as if a **** hole had been forcefully dug out.

Rhaegar had seen similar wounds like this.

 The shadow monster left behind by the Shadowbinder attacks like a tentacle, directly piercing the human body.

 At this thought, the alarm bells rang in Rhaegar's heart, and he warned: "Everyone ensures that the torches are burning and the tunnel is illuminated as much as possible!"

 Stone Min's body was left recently, and the blood had just dried.

 There may be unknown creatures like shadow monsters in the tunnel.

 Flame is an indispensable defensive weapon.

 (End of this chapter)