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

Chapter 559 Who is the murderer!

Time flies and several days pass.

Meereen, Arena.

Bang!

The sound of metal clashing could be heard, and sparks flew from time to time.

Rhaegar sat on a dais, watching a fight below.

A rugged Dothraki bloodrider armed with a scimitar competes with a knight armed like a tin can.

Whether the one with armor competes with the one without armor, the outcome is no doubt about the outcome.

After more than a dozen rounds, Iron Can won by wielding a long sword.

Rhaegar turned sideways and said with a smile: "Lao Kao, armor is still useful."

Lao's face was expressionless. He spoke in Valyrian with difficulty: "Dothraki... never wear... iron clothes."

"Haha, whatever you want."

Rhaegar was in a good mood and respectful of other people's traditions.

Rao glanced at the blood guard who was cutting his braid in anger, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

Rhaegar was an old acquaintance of his.

During the Siege of Myr, Laokao was employed by the Prince of Pentos, and after the war he received additional gifts from Rhaegar.

It was this gift that enabled his tribe to develop.

During the Battle of Slaver's Bay, he was employed by the Great Lord of Meereen and was later intercepted by Aemond on the Mother of Mountains.

Forced by the threat of sheep thieves and the name of Rhaegar.

Choose to follow Aemond to counterattack Meereen.

As the two were chatting, a sea snake came over from the audience.

He first glanced at the tin can in the arena, then took off his helmet to reveal a young face with silver hair and dark skin.

Then he walked over to Rhaegar and whispered, "Your Majesty, the representatives of each family have gathered."

"Do they agree?" Rhaegar asked.

The sea snake forced a smile and said, "Don't worry, no one will refuse an extra asset."

The Slave Bay was breached and the slave owners of the three city-states fell from grace.

The Targaryen dynasty could not reach that far, at least not Rhaegar's generation.

The distance was too far, and they made a living by selling slaves.

It's a thankless task no matter who falls into its hands.

But after conquering the long-famous Slave Bay, he turned around and left.

Rega was naturally unwilling to accept this.

Adhering to the good moral character of plucking the feathers of passing geese and leaving the skins of passing animals, he came up with a way to harm others and benefit himself.

Rhaegar stroked his chin and said thoughtfully, "Except for the Hightower and Lannister families, the royal nobles such as Darklyn, Rosby, and Staunton will get more land."

Since it is difficult for Targaryen to rule Slaver's Bay, then let's hand it over to the nobles who are loyal to Targaryen.

The land that originally belonged to the slave owners was granted to the nobles to encourage them to colonize Slaver's Bay.

In the long run, Slaver's Bay is still under the influence of the Iron Throne.

"You are very generous, Your Majesty."

The sea snake sighed.

The royal nobles were not wealthy, so if they had new land overseas, they could send their second sons to explore it.

The royal family naturally showed favor and won the support of the nobles.

"It's a helpless move, Lord Corliss."

Rhaegar stood up and said, "Lao Kao gave the Iron Throne a hundred scorpion crossbows. Don't forget to return the gift when he leaves."

Those were the city defense weapons that Meereen had purchased from Qohor at a large sum of money, and they were confiscated intact.

The sea serpent said he understood and said in a deep voice: "Qohor forged many weapons and was very opposed to the Iron Throne."

A craftsman city-state governed by religion is always a potential threat.

"When I have time, I will visit Qohor in person."

Rhaegar confirmed.

He knew several of the top craftsmen in Qohor, but had never set foot in the city-state.

Rhaegar was also intrigued by the ancient heritage of Qohor.

Before leaving, he reminded: "Prepare the big ship, I want to return to Westeros."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The sea serpent responded.

……

King's Landing, Red Keep.

The royal council was called, and Viserys dragged his heavy body to sit on the main seat and rule.

"Your Majesty, Lady Cassandra of House Baratheon has passed away, and her sister Lady Maris has taken over as Duchess of Storm's End."

Leonor spoke slowly, taking care of the former king.

Viserys was a little confused and asked in confusion, "Cassandra is dead?"

That was his chosen daughter-in-law, how could she die in such an unclear manner?

Leonor sighed, "Things change all the time. No one can help but feel sorry for Lady Cassandra's passing."

"By the Seven Gods, this is unlucky."

Sweat broke out on Viserys's forehead, and his pale face became even worse.

Jasper suddenly spoke up: "Sometimes luck cannot take a person's life, Your Majesty."

"What do you mean?"

Viserys glanced at him, frowning in confusion.

The other ministers looked at Jasper with obvious dissatisfaction in their eyes.

Jasper ignored the question and said, "According to the testimony of Stephen Clinton, the captain of the Storm's End guard, Lady Cassandra's death was most likely not an accident, but a deliberate murder."

"Speak with evidence, Iron Rod!"

Leonor frowned, his words containing a warning.

The matter is too serious for them to criticize.

Viserys sensed something was wrong and interrupted, "Let him continue."

Let's see who dares to murder the royal family.

Jasper raised his eyebrows proudly at Leonor and said, "Some people say that on the eve of Lady Cassandra's murder, Storm's End recruited a group of servants, one of whom was the maid who brought Lady Cassandra midnight snacks."

He had evidence, it was a murder.

The Baratheon family looked down on him and did not keep their promise of marriage between the two families.

The heir to Storm's End will never be able to succeed smoothly.

Viserys was shocked when he heard this.

Unexpectedly, Cassandra died a violent death.

Lin Man was concerned about the old king's health, and said slowly: "Your Majesty, the matter is very complicated, and Lord Jasper is too arbitrary."

According to news from across the Narrow Sea, Prince Aemond hired someone to assassinate the White Maggot.

As everyone knows, white maggots are Damon's forbidden food.

A long-famous dissolute prince, everyone knows his vengeful character.

Cassandra choked to death on bacon, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that it was a targeted revenge.

Jasper snorted coldly: "I have Stephen Clinton's testimony. Maris Baratheon is very likely involved in the murder."

No matter whether it is right or not, get rid of the dirty water first.

Lin Man was speechless and filled with indignation.

Intelligence Chief Tormund put his hands in his sleeves and said calmly, "Lord Jasper, how can you be sure that Stephen Clinton's testimony is true?"

"He was Lady Cassandra's most trusted captain of the guard when she was alive."

Jasper was confident.

"Oh?" Tormund deliberately dragged out the last word, with a strange look in his eyes. "Do you think he trusts Lady Cassandra too much?"

As the chief of intelligence, he knows many unknown secrets.

There are some things that even His Majesty the King cannot tell.

If you say it, it will make it very difficult for those in higher positions.

Jasper was stunned when he heard this, then suddenly thought of something and closed his mouth in disappointment.

As the meeting drew to a close, the atmosphere became depressing.

Viserys looked around and found that the ministers were hiding something. She said angrily: "Who is the murderer? Do you really think I am an old fool? "

"His Majesty……"

Leonor had a complicated look in his eyes and seemed to be hesitant to speak.

It can't be that your own brother killed your own son's fiancée.

"Tell me who it is!"

Viserys's breathing became ragged as he raged.

Leonor's forehead was covered with sweat, and he was under tremendous pressure.

boom--

The conference door opened and a cool breeze blew in.

Viserys looked at it in surprise, his eyes narrowed slightly in the sunlight.

Damon looked calm, with a hint of longing in his eyes, and greeted, "Brother."

(End of this chapter)