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

Chapter 505: Assassination in Progress

As Daeron shouted, Aemond, who was blocking Aegon, froze.

The big stride stopped, and a pair of long white legs spread apart.

The raised arm paused, and the one-handed sword hovered above Aegon's head.

Just three inches away from taking my brother’s life.

"Huhuhu..."

Aemond gasped and forced himself to calm down.

Yi Geng's facial expression was amazing, and he only felt his crotch was slightly wet.

Seeing his good brother stop the killing, he quickly got out from under the table and thanked Darren: "Thanks, brother."

Then, he slipped away.

Dang clang——

Aemond was so angry that his one-handed sword fell to the ground and he staggered: "Damn bastard."

Darren rushed forward to support his brother to prevent him from fainting.

"I'm fine, don't worry."

Aemond pushed him away again, gritting his teeth and persisting stubbornly.

He didn't want to be seen as weak.

Daeron was horrified and lied with good intention: "Aegon didn't mean to do that. I just had to watch it."

"Don't cover up for him. You can't lie."

A cold light flashed in Imond's one eye, and he had seen through everything.

Aegon is a bully.

They don't see him as a vulnerable person, or even as a human being.

Darren was speechless for a moment, feeling full of guilt.

It's all my fault. I couldn't resist the temptation and peeped into Emond's privacy.

It almost caused a disaster.

During the conversation, the old prostitute, wearing a cool skirt, walked down the stairs quickly.

Aemond glanced at him with an indifferent attitude.

The old prostitute is the madam of a brothel and has long developed a good eye.

When he saw the mess in the hall, he ordered his servants to call out a scantily clad silver-haired girl and bring her to the two brothers.

The silver-haired girl had a delicate face and a pair of timid peach blossom eyes. Her shirt was open at the chest, revealing two red dots.

Feeling Aemond's gaze, she held a feather fan in her hand and shyly covered it.

But when the upper part is in place, the bare lower part is exposed.

She is a stripper and is performing her talent.

Aemond looked her up and down, fixed his one eye on the madam, and said coldly, "What do you take me for?"

There was a sense of oppression in every word, like a dark, poisonous snake.

Even though she was not wearing any clothes, her body was still very white.

The madam forced herself to remain calm and threw a wink: "A person seeking comfort."

As he spoke, he pulled off the silver-haired dancer's feather fan and gently pushed it into Aemond's arms.

She forced a flattering smile and said, "She is the best dancer in Hull Town. People say she is like a real princess."

Hearing this, Darren secretly looked at the silver-haired dancer and frowned fiercely.

Silver hair, purple eyes, fair skin, a typical descendant of Valyria.

Most of the people who can appear in the brothels in Hull Town are fallen dragons.

"you……"

Darren opened his mouth, wanting to refute the madam.

Swah——

As soon as the words came out, a sharp cold light flashed and disappeared.

Immediately,

Pfft!
A silver-haired head flew high into the air, splattering blood, and rolled on the ground.

The head is facing upwards, the eyes are mysterious, and the shy and seductive smile is still maintained.

next second.

"ah!!……"

The whole audience screamed, and all the prostitutes and clients saw the dead head and rushed out of the brothel.

The old procuress was so frightened that she stared straight ahead and glanced secretly at the dead head rolling at her feet.

The bare feet moved gently, as if feeling the touch of silver hair.

A deadly chill ran up along my tailbone and straight into my head.

Pattering...

The fishy smell filled the air and the old procuress trembled all over. The light yellow liquid broke through the restrictions of her crotch pants and poured onto the floor.

The portion is generous and flows everywhere.

Drown the dead head that pierced his feet.

"elder brother!"

Darren exclaimed and looked at Aemond in disbelief.

Aemond's eyes were gloomy. He drew his sword and stuck it into the ground, then raised his hand to wipe the blood that splashed on his face.

A real princess?
A rotten thing ridden by thousands of men and pressed by tens of thousands of people dares to tarnish the reputation of the royal family.

Aemond glanced over and saw the silver-haired head in the urine with its eyes open and its mouth wide open.

In a trance, the face began to blur.

First, he overlapped with Rhaenyra, and Aemond's eyes flashed with coldness.

After reuniting with Helena, the murderous intent turned into a touch of tenderness.

After a brief moment, Aemond shook his head violently and regained consciousness.

The madam fell to her knees with a plop and said tremblingly, "Prince, I..."

I was so scared that I couldn't speak.

Stab it!

Aemond's face was grim, and the tip of his sword cut through the cold and wet floor.

boom--

The door was suddenly opened from the outside and a team of patrolling soldiers rushed in.

Without further ado, they raised their spears and surrounded the hall.

"Get out, get out!"

Darren yelled, trying to cover for Aemond.

Seeing the soldiers appear, Aemond became afraid and hesitated whether to kill the procuress.

"Stop it all!"

A low shout was heard, and the soldiers blocking the door were roughly pushed open.

Aria, dressed in silver armor and a white robe, rushed in and looked around with a gloomy expression.

Along with them came the mature-looking Stephen.

The two of them were off duty during the day, but Cole sent a message along the way, so they had to come and take over the shift.

Aemond stared at the majestic Alec and said coldly: "Why, my brother heard about what happened here and wants to arrest me?"

Of course he knew this was impossible.

But in this situation, if I don’t say something, I’ll lose face.

Alec walked forward without saying a word.

"Hmm?" Aemond held his head high, pretending to be serious.

"Prince, be careful."

Alec reminded Darren and took advantage of Aemond's distraction to throw an uppercut.

puff--

Imond was hit right in the bull's eye, saliva spurted out, and he fell backwards to the ground.

The scarf tied around the waist fell off, revealing her fair and perky buttocks.

Pain and shame flooded my heart.

Aemond lost his breath, rolled his eyes and passed out. Darren's pupils trembled and his jaw almost dropped.

"excuse me."

Alec apologized, took off his white robe, wrapped Aemond tightly, carried him on his shoulders and walked out.

The prince went mad and was extremely embarrassed.

I think His Majesty will not blame him for doing this.

The soldiers dispersed on their own accord, lowering their heads and letting them pass.

With only a few bronze stars a month, how dare I interfere in the royal affairs?

In the brothel, only Darren, who was extremely embarrassed, was left.

Darren looked at the madam, then at the headless naked body lying on the ground, and took out two gold royals from his arms and threw them out.

"The royal family doesn't get away with it."

After saying that, he went out without stopping.

……

on the street.

Alec watched the patrol soldiers walk away, and handed the mummy on his shoulder to Stephen, with a clear division of labor: "I still have to protect the prince, you take him back to Climax City."

"Don't worry."

Stephen nodded slightly, not surprised by this.

As for the royal family, there are always some ridiculous guys in every generation.

The two Iron Guard brothers separated, and Alec, with a dark face, escorted Darren to the port.

I had just finished the night shift when Cole called me to take over his shift.

The Iron Guard is so good, but his resentment is even greater than that of the dead silver-haired dancer.

……

Climax City.

Rhaegar parted ways with Helena and quickly went to find Ilic, the captain of the Iron Guard on duty.

"His Majesty."

Ilik was startled and bowed to greet him.

Rhaegar was in a hurry. He asked directly, "Where are my children?"

Without hesitation, Elik answered, "The three princes did not return home last night. They have been with Lady Renia."

“Who is protecting them?”

Rhaegar was alert, and this was what he was most concerned about.

Prophecy cannot be taken lightly.

His dreams were chaotic and disordered, often ignoring time and space and filling him with fragmented images.

By comparison.

Helena's foresight is narrow, but more accurate.

Seeing His Majesty so serious, Eric realized the seriousness of the problem: "Cole was on duty, and someone just asked for help in his name. My brother and Stephen also went there."

"Three Iron Guards?"

Rhaegar's frown deepened, and he immediately ordered, "You will take two teams of guards and escort Baelon and the others back safely."

This is on Chaotou Island, the territory of sea snakes.

The best configuration is to have the Iron Guard Captain lead the team.

Ilic did not dare to neglect and said solemnly: "Yes, Your Majesty."

After saying that, he quickly went to call someone.

There were seven people in the Kingsguard, excluding the two brothers who stayed in King's Landing to look after the old king, a total of five people accompanied him.

Alec and Stephen worked the night shift, while he and Lorente worked the day shift.

Cole is a bit special. He occasionally teaches Prince Aemond martial arts and temporarily protects the little princes.

Rhaegar shook his head secretly, still feeling a lingering fear.

After a moment's hesitation, he decided to make a secret visit himself.

……

Hull town, port.

"Go slowly, don't break the box."

"Put away your broken fishing net, you idiot."

"..."

The shipwrights sweated and cursed every passerby equally.

On Chaotou Island, the profession of shipbuilder is extremely noble.

Adam mingled with the apprentices and was often scolded, but he was more respectable than most people.

At this moment, the young man was repairing the deck while quietly monitoring the suspicious people boarding the ship.

In the past, there had been unfamiliar faces on board the ship, but never so many at once.

The old shipwrights were busy as ever, treating the strangers who were carrying materials as coolies, and spitting in their faces from time to time.

Only young Adam was beginning to notice insignificant details.

After Renia led Maeka around the cabin and headed towards the back of the ship.

Adam took a quick glance and recognized the girl from her appearance.

Gradually, the suspicious persons put down their materials and moved towards the second half in twos and threes.

Adam lowered his head and stared closely.

Someone put his hand in his crotch, seemingly scratching it, but in fact there was a bulge.

He also stuffed his hands into his shirt as if he was rolling a mud ball.

This kind of indecent behavior is completely normal among ordinary people.

However, Adam saw beneath the surface.

The shape of that bulge is too big!
"That should be the handle of a dagger, or an ironwood handle."

Adam had his own thoughts and was calculating silently.

My mind was in turmoil, and I was thinking of the heroic events in so many vernacular stories.

Adam thought of his brother and his tormented mother, and put the hammer in his arms.

He stood up naturally, found a bucktoothed apprentice, and whispered a few words in his ear.

The bucktooth apprentice's eyes lit up, he put down the nail box and went into the cabin.

Adam looked around and climbed up the ladder of the watchtower.

……

Behind the cabin.

Rhaena lay on the rail, watching the sailors hanging in the air, clearing away the barnacles.

Every time I see slimy barnacles being cut off the hull, it is an indescribable pleasure.

Meka squatted on the ground, holding his chin with his hands in boredom.

The backpack was very big and completely covered him.

Several guards surrounded the two men, keeping a vigilant eye on their surroundings.

Cole was not there.

He has to protect Baelon, and more importantly, the heir to the throne.

The sea breeze blew gently, and the sailors' shouts came into my ears.

The bustling port is especially quiet and peaceful at this moment.

The guards couldn't help but relax and their vigilance gradually declined.

The coolies carrying the materials walked to the back half, apparently to offer assistance to the shipwrights.

The guards walked by ignoring them.

"Do it!"

At this moment, a sudden roar rang out.

puff-

Before the guards could react, daggers were pulled out and stabbed into their kidneys.

An assassin with a ferocious look on his face rushed towards Rhaena at the fence and shouted loudly: "Long live the Harpy!"

(End of this chapter)