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

Chapter 139 Uncle, you have to leave something behind!

 “Rhaenayla, you are so generous.”

 Lanna'er's heart turned over and over again, and she was shaken about the belonging of the two children.

She would like the Targaryens to reunite with Velaryon if possible.

 After all, her mother, husband, and children were all named Targaryen.

Rhaenyra smiled and said: "Think carefully, there are still a few days before returning to King's Landing."

 She knows Lanner and has always been sensitive and intelligent.

 Believe that she will make the right choice and avoid possible conflicts between the two families in the future.

 The conversation between two women is a good way to change the subject.

 The banquet had lost its original lively atmosphere, and everyone present was disappointed.

Aegon looked around, his eyes wide open as he cut the roast meat on the plate with his table knife.

 Lagnino laughed, stood up and raised his glass, trying to lighten the atmosphere.

 It’s a pity that no one paid attention to him.

 Most people are thinking about their own interests.

 The time is getting later and later, and the banquet is coming to an end.

Damon was holding his two daughters in his arms, absent-mindedly in a trance.

　　It wasn't until a baby cried that he suddenly woke up.

 “Lannaer, the child seems to be hungry.”

Daemon frowned and handed the swaddling clothes to his wife.

Lanner skillfully took the child and handed it to the wet nurse behind her.

 She was wearing a corset dress and could not breastfeed.

Like Daemon, Rhaegar has also remained silent.

 He sat back on the chair, holding his chin with his hands crossed, and his eyes glanced in one direction from time to time.

Damon noticed something strange about him, and an irritation rose from the bottom of his heart, and he walked towards the other party.

 Going around the dining table, Daemon walked to Rhaegar, held the table with one hand, and asked, "How is my brother?"

Viserys was often cut by the Iron Throne. After so many years, he wanted to know something.

 “No one made him angry, and my father was doing well.”

Rhaegar narrowed his eyes slightly and answered slowly.

“Where’s Allison? That woman is not an economical person. My brother hasn’t divorced her yet?”

 Hearing the news about his brother, Damon rolled his eyes and mentioned his old partner.

 “She is also very good, and has given birth to a son for her father, and takes care of his daily life.”

“The Hightower women are never good and only cause trouble for men.”

Daimeng looked disgusted and said, "She has caused you a lot of trouble, hasn't she?"

This time, Rhaegar didn't answer.

 “What, I guessed it right?”

Damon leaned closer, trying to see his nephew's expression clearly.

“Uncle, do you remember what I told you when you first came in?”

Rhaegar lowered his head, his hair messy by his ears, and asked a question without thinking.

Damon was slightly stunned, not understanding what he meant.

Suddenly, Damon seemed to realize something and followed Rhaegar's line of sight.

A cold stone wall with a gold-plated wall clock hanging on the wall.

 Tick tick tick…

 At this moment, the seconds on the wall clock kept beating and quickly completed a circle.

 At the moment when the second hand points to 0 o'clock, the minutes and the clock jump at the same time, both pointing to 0 o'clock.

Ding Dong…

 The clock rang at midnight, and the time came to the next day.

 “A new day has begun, uncle!”

The moment the bell rang, Rhaegar suddenly burst into rage, grabbed Damon's head and slammed it on the table.

 Click.

It seemed like the sound of a face being hit downwards and the bridge of the nose breaking.

“My good uncle, you suffered a loss seven years ago. You don’t have a long memory at all!”

The corners of Rhaegar's mouth raised crazily, his pupils tightened, he picked up the table knife on the side and stabbed it into Damon's left hand that was supporting the table.

Rhaenys said there would be no accidents last night, and he would abide by that.

 He has been patiently waiting for 0 o'clock to arrive.

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Blood spattered, and the silver table knife pierced the palm of his hand and was nailed straight to the table.

"ah!…"

Damon screamed immediately, and the severe pain made him tremble all over.

  …    Outside the castle.

 “Hiss…”

A sharp roar sounded, and Corakxiu appeared in the night, sensing the danger of the driver.

Without hesitation, he immediately dived towards the castle.

 “Hiss…”

The glutton was faster than it, and it fluttered its wings and rushed far away, and its body like a mountain of coal collided directly with Colakxiu.

It has been waiting for a long time.

 A slender red reptile must have torn it apart this time.

Under attack, Corakxiu screamed repeatedly, tearing hard with his claws, opening his dragon's kiss and spitting scarlet dragon flames at the opponent.

 “Hiss…”

 The glutton turned his head to avoid the oncoming dragon flames, bit one of its wings, shook his head violently and tore at it.

 After Rhaegar's tactical training, it is now very good at dragon fighting.

Destroy the wings first, and your opponent will be the fish on the chopping board.

The flesh and blood were bitten violently, Corakxiu twisted his body wildly, relying on his slender neck to nimbly bite the glutton's neck.

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 The sharp teeth pierced the scales, the gluttonous dragon's blood spilled, and he roared in anger.

It tore off a piece of flesh and blood in one bite, swinging its huge dragon head and smashing the opponent's head.

With a bang, Corakxiu was hit so hard that stars appeared in his eyes, and some of his flesh was pulled off by his sharp teeth.

 A little flesh wound will not be taken lightly by the glutton, but it will only make him more angry and vicious.

 The dragon's kiss was aimed at Colakxiu's head, and green dragon flames sprayed out like pillars.

 “Hiss…”

The dragon flames bombarded him head-on, and Corakxiu could only scream in agony, and his sharp claws tore at the glutton's belly frantically, trying to gain a chance of survival.

 …

 Inside the castle.

 Daemon’s screams echoed in the hall, which was thrilling.

 “Rhaegar!”

Rhaenyra's eyes widened, not expecting Rhaegar to suddenly take action.

 “Uncle, I said, you have to leave something behind!”

 Rhaegar's smile became even wilder, and he quickly pulled out the Dark Sister and slashed at Daemon's nailed palm.

 “Get out of here!”

At the critical moment, Damon reacted quickly and kicked Rhaegar in the abdomen with his back kick.

 Under the great force, Rhaegar's steps were unsteady. He took several steps quickly, and the slashing blade hit Daemon on the shoulder.

 “Ah! Damn it!”

The severe pain made Daemon nervous. He quickly pulled out the knife in his left hand and shot Rhaegar in the chest.

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Rhaegar had quick eyes and quick hands, and the spine of his sword blocked the table knife.

"go to hell!"

Having a chance to turn things around, Damon picked up the dinner plates from the table and threw them around to interfere with the opponent's swing of the sword.

Immediately afterwards, he picked up a chair and smashed it down on Rhaegar's face.

 “It’s you who deserve to die!”

Rhaegar subconsciously raised his sword to block, raised his leg and kicked Damon hard in the heart.

　　Wow…

The Dark Sisters were unable to block the heavy blow, and the solid wooden chair hit Rhaegar's head hard, splitting into pieces in an instant, and blood seeping out from the top of his head.

 Almost at the same time.

Damon was kicked in the center, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he flew backwards.

 “Rhaegar!”

 “Daemon!”

The uncle and nephew moved too quickly until they both collapsed and it was too late to stop them.

Rhaenyra was right next to Rhaegar, and the broken pieces of the chair also hit her, causing cuts on her face and neck.

The matter was urgent, so she didn't care about anything else and hurriedly supported the shaking Rhaega.

On the other side, Lanner quickly ran out of her seat and ran to her husband's side.

 She is well-read in poetry and books, and has some medical skills.

 When the uncle and nephew fight, they focus on the vital points, which will cost lives.

　　Not happy to see it?

Then fight! Hit him hard! The dragon also starts fighting!

 (End of this chapter)