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

Chapter 672 The Transaction of the King of Light

Chapter 672 The Transaction of the King of Light
Hearing the word "red dragon", Aemon's pupils shrank slightly. He didn't expect that someone would target it.

"Don't be surprised, I know everything."

Kui Xizi spoke nonchalantly, his eyes like a deep pool that could not be seen.

Aemon clutched the dragon head pendant around his neck and tried to stay calm: "Are you from the second group or the third group?"

How many people are eyeing the red dragon on the big grass sea?

No matter what the reason, the responsibility in his bones would not allow anyone to defile the dragon.

Kuili raised his chin slightly and asked, "How do you know that you are not from the third group?"

It seems like a question, but it actually reveals the real issue.

Aemon's heart sank, guessing that two groups of people had discovered the red dragon before him.

And, it is very likely that he has succeeded.

"Do you want to get that cruel red dragon?"

Kuili stretched out a pale hand and waved gently.

Imon stopped retreating and asked cautiously, "Do you have a way for me to control it?"

"Suffering has not yet worn away your childish innocence."

Kuili shook his head regretfully, and then said in a businessman's tone: "You will pay a greater price if you sit back and enjoy the fruits of your labor, and you will only be free."

"Do you want me to sell my body or my soul?"

Iamon was a little scared, and the sound that came out of his throat was like nails scratching on glass.

The other party gave him the feeling of a bewitching devil.

Just two sentences reveal what is in your heart and weigh the value.

"You misunderstood. I don't want anything."

The corners of Kui Xi's mouth curled up under the golden veil, and his voice was deep and powerful: "You get what you pay for."

Doesn't that still require a price to be paid?
Aemon frowned, still not daring to believe it.

"The world is fair, and everything is exchanged at equal value."

Kui Xizi became unfathomable, with a hint of admiration in his tone: "Lose a dragon, gain a dragon."

Mysterious prophecies foreshadow future changes.

"I have lost a dragon," Aemon whispered.

The liar died to protect him.

Kui Xi's eyes turned and he stared at him meaningfully.

Their eyes met, like the abyss facing two purple gems.

Aemon saw the images from the depths of his soul reflected in the purple gem.

"Hiss!"

A dark green young dragon soared into the sky, its slender scorpion-like tail trembling gently as it shuttled through the hazy clouds.

Chichi——

A bloody mouth as pale as marble roared over, locking onto the young dragon from bottom to top, and blood and flesh flew everywhere as its fangs closed.

The young dragon wailed in pain, its body was bitten to pieces as it struggled and twisted, and fell into the vast ocean.

Until the moment before death, it looked back at the driver with sad eyes and slowly closed its eyes with unwillingness.

puff-

The dragon head and the silver-haired boy fell into the water together, and an inexplicable red light enveloped one of them.

One died, the other lived.

"You should have died, but the Lord of Light saved you."

A magnetic voice interrupted the recollection, and the real Kui Lizard came within two feet of the body.

Aemon was startled and tried to step back hastily.

pat!

The necklace around his neck broke and the dragon head pendant made of Valyrian steel fell off.

"Look, a rare treasure."

Kui Xizi carefully observed the space rune on the pendant and wiped his pale palm upwards.

hum-

The pendant glowed faintly, and a Valyrian steel sword, black as night, appeared out of thin air.

The sword has a slender body, its jet black color dotted with star-like silver spots, and an octagonal red ruby is inlaid at the end of the hilt.

"That'smine."

Imon suddenly became very anxious and rushed forward to snatch it back.

The next second, the witch in gold suddenly disappeared.

Aemon's eyes widened in disbelief.

"It is a magical weapon, but it does not completely belong to you."

The magnetic voice appeared again, and the figure of Kui Xi stood by the water trough in the stable.

"Let go of that sword. My mother gave it to me."

Aemon quickly turned his head and held out his hand to ask for it.

As soon as the words came out, the lizard suddenly disappeared.

Aemon's heart beat faster and he couldn't help but think of ghosts.

However, he was mentally prepared to face the Golden Witch.

"It doesn't belong entirely to you. Half of it belongs to the Lord of Light."

Sure enough, the lizard appeared, right next to the original haystack.

Aemon narrowed his eyes and held down his pounding heart.

The other party didn't move at the beginning, or perhaps he didn't notice even if he moved.

The step-by-step approach that was visible to the naked eye just now was just an illusion of stealing the pendant.

"You have two choices, young man."

After looking at the pendant, Kui Xilizard casually put it in his hand to play with it, while his clan sword Zhenhuo was stuck in the ground. He said with interest:
"Either I take the Flaming Heart, or you complete a request from the Lord of Light."

As he spoke, his fingers with black nails touched the ruby at the end of the hilt, ready to pull it out at any time.

"Wait a minute, how can I trust you?"

Imon was horrified and tried to stop the other party.

My father has many swords: Dark Sister, Dragon Claw, True Fire...

Even now he holds the clan sword Blackfire as a symbol of royal power.

But the most special sword is the clan sword True Fire, which is inlaid with a flaming red heart.

He heard from his mother that the seemingly ordinary ruby was taken from a red-robed witch in the Cholera Riverlands and was originally one of the three treasures enshrined in the Red Temple.

The last treasure of the King of Light.

It was this flaming red heart that saved his father and him twice.

"What do you want, and what do I have to give?"

Aemon asked solemnly, having realized the true meaning of equal exchange.

"Smart." Kui Xizi smiled and said, "Let me answer your last question first. I can tell you the whereabouts of the red dragon. I wonder if I can win your trust?"

"Where is the Red Dragon?"

Aemon's eyes flickered, but he didn't ask stupid questions like "Why should I believe it?"

The other party is very evil and has obvious intentions of bewitching.

But it seems that they cannot kill him, but take the nature of trade. Kuili put away her smile, returned to the cold witch temperament, and said in a deep voice: "The red dragon was captured by a group of Asshai witchcraft, and is being sent to the Slaver's Bay by a group of Dothraki."

"You want me to stop the Dragon King of Slaver's Bay from training dragons?"

Aemon was very smart. He immediately thought of Elona Dianegliga who escaped from King's Landing in a panic.

He was the one who received and saw them off.

“No.” Kui Xizi’s eyes were indifferent, and he denied: “The King of Light only asked you to find the red dragon, and no one else will be one step ahead of you.”

"I can't go to Slaver's Bay."

Aemon pondered the meaning of this and bargained: "Besides, I have no money and cannot afford to hire Dothraki."

Things like the King of Light and the Red Temple, they all involve faith.

The Valyrian dragon kings never believed in these gods, and those gods rarely performed miracles.

But when I think of the flaming red heart, the King of Light may really exist.

"Don't be afraid. You have your own reasons for entering Slaver's Bay."

A hint of sarcasm seemed to emerge from beneath the cold golden veil of the Kui Lizard, and it repeated: "Lose a dragon, gain a dragon."

A green dragon died and a dragon prince lived.

Next time, you will have to pay the corresponding price.

Aemon seemed to understand, but he didn't quite understand. He asked, "What does the Lord of Light want me to do?"

He had nothing left to keep, so what price could he pay?

"You are wrong. The Lord of Light will not ask you to do anything. That is the omen in the flame."

Kui Xizi put things right and slowly backed away: "When you find the red dragon, you will naturally know the instructions of the King of Light."

"and many more."

Aemon spoke quickly.

Bo~~
The scene in front of my eyes became blurry and the golden figure gradually became blurred.

"Leaving again?"

Aemon rubbed his eyes and when he looked again he was the only one around.

The clan sword True Fire was inserted into the ground, and the sword body, as black as night, flickered with light under the night sky.

The dragon head pendant hung on the tsuba of the sword, swaying gently.

Everything seemed to be an illusion. The clan sword True Fire and the dragon head pendant were both surrendered by herself, and the golden witch who believed in the Lord of Light had never been here.

"Father should really kill her."

Aemon covered his chest with his hands, feeling terrified. "The accent sounds like someone from the Westerlands, but the temperament is that of a dark Asian."

His photographic memory picked up subtle hints of High Valyrian.

But there is no way to see the truth.

……

half a month later.

Slaver's Bay, Meereen.

"Hello~~"

A detachment of Dothraki cavalry entered the city, galloping through the red-paved streets.

The civilians and slaves were all terrified and hid in their homes, not daring to go out.

All that could be heard was the neighing of horses and the sound of whips, disturbing the peaceful city.

crunch...

As the Dothraki cavalry attracted the attention of the entire city, two giant carriages driving side by side slowly entered the city through the side gate.

Two carriages were running parallel to each other, carrying a huge semicircular object covered with a red curtain.

The carriage needed ten strong horses to pull it, and the wheels left deep marks on the red brick street.

"Be careful not to disturb the beast."

A bald wizard in a red robe rode a pony and glanced at the carriage from time to time.

"It will be safe once you enter the Great Pyramid."

The other bald wizard had a gloomy expression on his face. He took out a handful of special scented candles from his arms and put them in his mouth to chew.

Pfft!

The incense and candles lit up instantly, emitting thick, pungent smoke.

The bald wizard inserted a bunch of incense sticks on the side of the carriage to extend the life of the incense sticks that were about to burn out.

"Roar~~"

Suddenly, heavy breathing was heard from under the red curtain, as if a sleeping beast had awakened.

Bang!

The carriage shook violently, and a corner of the red curtain was lifted, revealing an iron cage underneath.

The cage was like a row of sharp teeth, closed in a semicircle, with a narrow space inside.

A long dragon tail with dark red scales and a dorsal fin covered with thorns squeezed out of the cage and hung behind the carriage.

The bald wizard's face changed drastically and he muttered something.

The accompanying Dothraki jumped off their horses, covered themselves with thick animal skins, and worked together to stuff the dark red dragon's tail back into the cage.

The special incense penetrated under the red curtain and quickly took effect.

The heavy breathing stopped, replaced by silence.

After a while, the carriage entered the cellar under the Great Pyramid.

……

Dusk, the sun goes down.

The Great Pyramid, cellar door.

"Hiss!"

An angry dragon roared and a pillar of red fire rose from the ground.

Boom!

The door opened quickly and a silver-haired figure fled in a panic.

"Close the door and stop irritating it."

Elena's eyes were filled with fear, and she slapped out the flames on her black suit with both hands.