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

The sun sets.

The clouds are like ink splashes, coloring a large area of ​​the sky.

Meereen, the Great Arena.

"Stop them, don't let them open the gate!"

"Archers, get ready, don't let any escape.

"..."

Shouts of shock and anger spread throughout the arena.

The iron gate opened inexplicably, and the slaves fled in an organized manner, killing a large number of guards.

In just half an hour, they were about to break out.

Boom! Boom!

The illuminated bonfire pots were smashed one after another, and the charcoal fire blocked the underground passage and ignited the surrounding wooden buildings.

"The gate is right in front of us! "

Groups of young slaves were fanatical, holding weapons and pushing away the guards, leaving a pile of fresh corpses.

Aemon was surrounded in the middle and drifted forward.

Occasionally, he glanced back and saw a pile of ashes that had not been cleaned up in the arena.

The gallows had been burned through, and sawdust with sparks could be seen faintly.

Boom!

The gate of the arena was smashed open, and the sun shone at the last moment.

The slaves rushed out of the hell that imprisoned them and saw the last rays of the sunset with their own eyes.

Then, the sun set.

"Don't be afraid, let's escape separately!"

It was dark, and the slaves hid in the shadows of the buildings and fled everywhere.

"Chase! Chase quickly! "

The great master who managed the arena was furious and whipped his men to vent his anger.

The slave soldiers hesitated and gritted their teeth to chase the fleeing slaves.

However, this slave riot was very strange.

The slaves did not rush to the gate of Meereen in an organized and planned manner as before, trying to rush out of the city.

Instead, they fled in all directions and ran into the streets and alleys to cause greater riots.

It was as if they wanted to disturb the great master and the civilians and discredit the upcoming event.

…

The night deepened.

The major areas of the city were on fire, and the torches of the slave soldiers made the night as bright as day.

The fires were set by escaped slaves, very deliberately.

After setting the fire, they did not run away, but attacked nearby residents.

Slave soldiers rushed to drive them away, beat them, and even killed them, but they could not stop the crazy behavior of the escaped slaves.

It was like a catharsis without tomorrow.

In the chaos, it was unclear whether the enemy was a slave or not, and the order was on the verge of collapse.

The Great Pyramid, outside.

While the surrounding flames were rising to the sky, a group of people sneaked in.

This is the palace of the Queen of Meereen, and more guards are needed.

The Unsullied soldiers purchased from Astapor patrolled in teams, and the water surrounding the Great Pyramid could not be poured into it.

"Who's going?"

The black-haired strong man lay under the bushes, staring at a team of patrolling Unsullied.

There were a total of ten people, but they were all the result of brutal training.

A dozen slaves gathered behind him, secretly afraid of the famous Unsullied.

"Coward."

The black-haired strong man stood up and picked up the giant sword and walked out: "I'll lead, are you following me? "

As soon as the voice came out, it immediately attracted the attention of the Unsullied.

A team of Unsullied looked stern, holding spears and round shields and surrounded them.

The slaves had no way to retreat, and thinking of the consequences of living a life worse than death and being caught, they rushed up to fight.

Puff!

A slave ran the fastest and was stabbed in the abdomen by the Unsullied.

Bang, bang, bang!

The Unsullied had no expression on his face, and his spear hit the round shield, bending his waist and slowly approaching.

The battle was about to break out.

On the other side, in the bushes.

Aemon stared with his eyes, took the opportunity to quickly get up, and crouched to sneak towards the Great Gold The underground stone prison of the pyramid.

He didn't know where the red dragon was imprisoned.

But every time he heard the subtle dragon roar, he felt a dullness echoing in a cramped environment.

In the process of contacting Elena, he learned about the general structure of the Great Pyramid.

The only enclosed space that can imprison a dragon is the underground stone prison that serves as a tomb.

Not long after, in front of the stone prison.

Two huge sphinx statues stood on the left and right of the heavy stone door, one male and one female.

There were guards in the past, but tonight they were led away by the shouting and killing nearby.

"Hurry up, it's almost too late. "

Aemon looked around and ran straight to the stone door.

The escapees were weak and could not stop the endless stream of Unsullied.

If they didn't hurry up, all their efforts would be wasted.

Bang!

Aemon waved his fist and hit the stone door, and put his ear to the stone surface to listen carefully.

This stone door is not ordinary. It is a special door with a mechanism made by the blood wizard.

The thief who taught him to pick the lock said that he should use his ears and fingers instead of just his eyes.

Click!

The fist hit the wall at the edge of the stone door, and the sound was obviously different.

Aemon didn't have a key, so he groped up and down the wall to find the mechanism.

"Where is it, come quickly!"

Suddenly, a cold shout came from the back, and dense footsteps were getting closer and closer.

Aemon's face changed slightly, and he looked back to see a large number of Unsullied coming.

The target of one of the teams was him who was blocking the stone door.

"Open it, open it quickly! "

Aemon's forehead was covered with sweat, and his fingers were bleeding from rubbing against the rough stone wall.

Seeing the Unsullied running up to him, he couldn't find the mechanism.

"Catch him, he's also a runaway slave!"

The Unsullied was less than a few dozen meters away, and the tip of the spear flashed black light under the torch.

Boom!

The heavy stone door suddenly opened, and a stone brick was dented on the wall.

"Great."

Aemon showed a happy smile, turned his head to look at the Unsullied team, and rushed into the dark stone prison.

At this moment, many accidents existed.

Is the dragon in the stone prison?

Will he be attacked rashly?

Will the dragon recognize him?

There is no need to think too much, as rebirth and death are just a thought away.

Ta-da-da...

The crisp footsteps entered the stone prison, and the dimness was filled with a disgusting burnt smell.

Aemon opened his purple eyes wide and groped along the wall into the dark depths.

"Where are you?"

The Great Pyramid and the Great Arena are separated by several streets, and the people imprisoned in the dungeon would not hear the dragon's roar at all.

Aemon looked around, looking for the big guy who called him.

Brothers and sisters have their own talents, either Daenerys's dreamer or Maekar's sixth sense.

Listening to the call of the dragon may be the special thing given to him by his blood.

"Come out!!"

Aemon turned around in place and shouted loudly with all his strength.

He blurted out with the skills of the binding spell in the name of High Valyria.

Crack!

His foot was blocked and he stepped on an unknown bone.

Aemon was distracted and lowered his head to pick up the charred goat ribs.

The bones were still warm, and the burn marks were not something that ordinary flames could reach.

This was indirect evidence that there was a dragon in the stone prison.

Boom——

As soon as the thought came to his mind, there was a movement on the left side of his body, and a hot air flow gushed out.

Aemon sniffed it and it was a pungent smell of sulfur.

Rumble——

The sound gradually became louder, accompanied by the rustling sound of the chain pulling.

Aemon swallowed a mouthful of saliva and glanced to the left from the corner of his eye.

If he sensed correctly, the distance between the two sides would not exceed ten meters.

A pair of amber vertical pupils suddenly opened, staring at the outsider coldly and ruthlessly.

The next second, the outline of the dragon's mouth opened, and the bright red dragon flame continued.

Aemon's body froze and turned around little by little.

Under the light of the fire, the dragon revealed its true appearance.

It was a ferocious red dragon with bright red scales all over its body, and at this moment, its slender neck was tied by a chain.

The red dragon was lying in the corner, slowly raising its ferocious dragon head with horns.

Imon stood there stupidly, staring at the red dragon's vigorous body.

The man and the dragon were less than five meters apart, almost facing each other.

The dragon's mouth was pressed in front of him, and the temperature of the bright red dragon flame enveloped his whole body.

"Roar~~~"

The red dragon tilted its head slightly, looked at the silver-haired boy with cold vertical pupils, and squeezed out a low roar from its throat.

As long as he got angry, he would spit out dragon flames.

"Hehe."

Imon suddenly laughed, happy like a silly boy of his age.

But as he laughed, tears welled up in his eyes.

He slowly raised his hand and moved closer to the opening and closing dragon's mouth step by step.

"Roar!!"

The red dragon's vertical pupils flashed a touch of brutality, stretched his neck and rushed forward, almost hitting the silver-haired boy.

Restricted by the sturdy chain, the dragon's mouth stopped dead less than one meter away.

At this moment,

Aemon put his bleeding palm on the dragon's mouth, and smiled calmly: "Big guy, are you trapped too?"

It's hard for a trapped dragon to ascend to heaven, just like the two in the stone prison.

The red dragon's pupils shrank, and he didn't expect the other party to dare to touch him casually.

"It's not easy to be caught, right?"

Aemon spoke to himself, and his expression that used to be unreliable was particularly calm and gentle today.

It's not like his eldest brother Baelon's calmness that reveals rigidity, nor is it like his third brother Maekar's sensibility that is hesitant.

He has his father Rhaegar's courage to take responsibility, combined with his mother Rhaenyra's tolerance as a woman.

"Roar!"

The red dragon's anger rose, the bright red dragon flame became more and more vigorous, and his upper and lower jaws opened wide.

If you violate the majesty of the dragon, you will pay the price of blood.

"Don't be afraid, I will let you go."

Aemon retracted his hand, ignored the dragon's mouth shining with fire, and walked towards the neck stuck in the shackles.

The red dragon seemed to understand and did not attack immediately.

Aemon walked at an unhurried pace, patted the red dragon's bright red scales, and whispered, "Nod your head, big guy."

The red dragon's vertical pupils flickered, and a pair of wide dragon wings supported the floor, slowly lowering the dragon's head.

The slender neck was pressed against the floor, and it turned a little to reveal the shackles.

The three-foot-wide steel shackles were firmly clamped at the base of the dragon's neck.

"I'm coming."

Aemon's eyes were serious, and he climbed up the shackles with both hands.

Moving left and right, looking for the keyhole.

Click!

The shackles opened in response, and the dragon's neck was dragged down by the heavy chain and slammed on the floor.

"Hiss!!"

The red dragon quickly climbed up, raised his head and roared, spewing dragon flames.

The dragon flames were as red as blood, and the liquid color poured on the roof, like a volcano that had been dormant for many years.

Boom! Boom!

The red dragon crawled on its forelimbs, its amber vertical pupils stared at the stone prison door, and its huge body moved slowly.

It is more than 30 meters long from head to tail, and its body is vigorous and strong.

Its growth speed is far faster than that of other dragons of the same age, and it has reached the threshold of adulthood.

"Hiss?"

The red dragon crawled to the door and looked back at the silver-haired boy who was still standing in the dark.

Aemon looked normal, looking at him quietly.

He did not take the initiative to step forward, with a smile on his lips.

People choose dragons, and dragons choose people.

After suffering from the slavery and destruction of the Dothraka people and the Slave Bay, the young mind has undergone a great change.

If you train a dragon for escape, it is just a change from being enslaved to being an enslaver.

Perhaps, let the dragon make its own choice.

Bang!

The red dragon swung its body, and its sharp tail pierced through the door, knocking away the Unsullied who was in a dilemma guarding the door.

Then, it slowly turned its head.

"Hiss!"

The red dragon's vertical pupils were sharp, and the figure of the silver-haired boy gradually appeared in the depths of his pupils, and his roar seemed to be calling him to follow.

Aemon's eyes lit up, the corners of his mouth raised high, and he said excitedly: "Here he comes."

Running to the side of the red dragon, the proud dragon's head bowed again.

"Give you a name, big guy?"

Aemon stepped on the barbs on the dragon's neck and climbed onto the dragon's back, asking with emotion.

It seemed like he was asking, but he didn't give the other person a chance to refuse.

"Liar...liar..."

Aemon murmured softly, recalling his lost companions who had been with him since childhood.

The memory is so clear, as if it is imprinted in my brain.

The scene changed, and he thought of Leah, who didn't know her safety, and the little red pony given to him by the other party.

"Hiss?"

The red dragon raised his head and glanced over, suspicious that the other party had not spoken for a long time, so he crawled out of the dark stone prison first.

Suddenly, his vision suddenly became clear.

The sky is dotted with stars, and the city is ablaze.

Aemon raised his head and saw the familiar star orbit again.

The larger Ursa Major is different from Ursa Minor, which was not visible because the night sky was not clear last time.

"Hey, they're reunited too."

Aemon couldn't help but smile, ignoring the stinging pain in his palms rubbing against the bright red scales.

With this dragon, he can also go home.

"Hiss!"

Noticing that there were fires everywhere, the red dragon roared excitedly to the sky, wishing to burn everything down immediately.

Eamonn had an idea, lowered his head and said, "Big guy, since you were born so mighty, can you call me Ursa Major?"

He disliked the conventional names of the ancient Valyrian gods.

Only names based on habits such as glutton, sheep thief, and liar can be worthy of a giant dragon.

The red dragon shook its head, not caring about the quality of its name at all, and flapped its broad wings to fly into the sky.

"Hiss!!"

The ferocious dragon's head opened wide, and its bright red wings spread dozens of meters wide, like stars falling from the sky.

Near the Great Pyramid, groups of Unsullied gathered together.

Aemon glanced down, and the pride of being a dragon master returned to his heart, and he spoke out in a straight voice: "Dragon Flame, Ursa Major!"

boom!

Dragon flames as red as blood fell from the sky and showered on the Unsullied Legion below.

"Ahhhh!!"

Encountering the dragon flames, the Unsullied screamed shrilly, their black armor gradually twisted and deformed, and their bodies turned directly into pus.

The Ursa Major has erect pupils, hovering low over the Great Pyramid, burning everyone in sight.

It wants revenge!

Revenge on those who captured it, revenge on those who imprisoned it, revenge on everyone who can vent their anger.

"Follow me, Ursa Major."

Aemon clutched the dark red dorsal fin on the dragon's back, and his eyes fell on the vestibule of the Great Pyramid.

Everyone knows that revenge is the main theme tonight.

…

Meanwhile, the vestibule.

Elena, who was about to fall asleep, ran out in a hurry and looked up to see the red dragon hovering in the sky.

"What's going on!!"

Suddenly, he screamed in anger.

Irena was about to be overwhelmed by anger. She grabbed the collar of the bald wizard's red robe and asked loudly: "Tell me, how did the dragon escape!?"

If I read it correctly, there is a figure on the dragon's back.

Dragon, tamed!

"Your Majesty, you should leave quickly."

The bald wizard was very calm and realized that the red dragon was coming for them.

Elena was shocked when she heard this, turned around and wanted to leave.

However, it was too late.

boom!

A bright red dragon flame swept across the Unsullied army in the front yard, and the behemoth they least expected to see at this moment crashed to the ground.

Irena was petrified, watching the soldiers around her burn to blood.

"Hiss!!"

Ursa Major roared furiously, staring at the few remaining people with eager eyes.

Those who have captured it and those who have tried to tame it are all here!

Elena's whole body was shaking like chaff, and she watched helplessly as a man and a dragon slowly approached.

What she didn't expect was that the figure on the red dragon looked so familiar.

Aemon was riding on the back of the dragon, looking down at the slaves in the daytime, and suddenly felt a sense of relief in his heart.

"You...is it you?"

Elena's pupils were trembling wildly, and she was so shocked that she couldn't speak completely.

Why is the other party here?

Aemon showed no expression, let alone paid attention, and patted the dragon's back gently twice.

"roar!"

Ursa Major lowers its dragon's head, making the driver's height slightly equal to that of the bugs.

"What do you want to do?"

Elena forced herself to remain calm, but her trembling legs were not as tough as she said.

Aemon glanced at her, stretched out his hand and said, "Give me back the necklace my mother gave me."

Elena was stunned for a moment and touched the dragon head pendant around her neck.

Aemon raised his eyebrows and waved with his palms.

Irena did not dare to say no, so she pulled off the necklace and gave it to the bald wizard, asking him to hand it over to the other party.

The bald wizard looked ugly and was walking hard in front of the mountain.

It was obviously a few meters away, but he walked for a few minutes.

Finally, give the Valyrian Steel Necklace to Aemon.

Aemon wiped the dragon head pendant, put it to his mouth with a nostalgic look, kissed it, and then put it back on his neck.

The bald wizard thought that was the end, so he turned around and retreated.

"Hiss!!"

Ursa Major recognized the other party a long time ago, opened his dragon's kiss and spit out blood-like dragon flames.

Dragon flames poured over the bald wizard's head, instantly evaporating white smoke.

"ah!!"

The red robe burned first, then the head and skin quickly dissolved, and finally turned into a pool of pus and blood.

When the remaining maids and guards saw this, they were about to flee.

"Dragon Flame!"

Aemon showed no mercy and gave the order neatly.

The Ursa Major's vertical pupils flashed with a violent look, and immediately spewed out dragon flames, burning them unscrupulously.

"No, no no..."

Irena kept retreating, trying to escape.

Bang Chi Bang Chi!

Ursa Major opened its fangs, bit the woman's shoulder, and forcefully tore off the arm to swallow it.

Then a leg, another arm...

It was forcibly divided into six mouths and brutally devoured the woman who tried to tame it.

In the end, the screams stopped suddenly, and only one left leg remained in place.

Aemon turned a blind eye and whispered softly: "There is only one Dragon King family in the world, and you taught me."

The miserable experiences along the way perfectly illustrate the law of the jungle.

"If I don't eat you, you will always eat me."

Aemon looked up at the sky and slowly closed his eyes.

"Hiss!!"

Ursa Major roared like a catharsis, and its huge body suddenly rose into the sky, soaring towards the firelight in the city.

Tonight, I am destined to have no sleep.