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

After having a deep chat with the Baolan siblings, the sky gradually turned to dusk.

Rhaegar gained a lot of useful information.

For example, the land beneath your feet is not a continent, but the Crab Claw Peninsula.

The Crab Claw Peninsula is adjacent to Dragonstone Island and Chaotou Island. It is a sparsely populated and wild land.

As far as Rhaegar knew, the Crab Claw Peninsula was full of swamps and pine forests, and its resources were very scarce. There were only a handful of local nobles.

This also means that it is basically impossible to get in touch with the nobles.

A bonfire was lit in the cave, and three children, one old, two small, and three were sitting around.

Tormund looked excited and asked repeatedly: "Your dragon is hunting outside. Is it really big?"

"Of course, gluttons are so big that I'm like a flea on the dragon's back." Rhaegar gnawed on a wild fruit and chatted.

When you go out, your identity is given by your mouth.

What Rhaegar said was what the other party would think.

Although he didn't know where the glutton had gone, it didn't matter.

As long as there was a real dragon nearby, no one would touch a hair on Rhaegar's head.

"Your dragon is injured. There is a large bloodstain in the valley. I originally thought it was some kind of giant beast, but now it seems that it is undoubtedly your dragon."

Bao Lan teased the bonfire and poured cold water on it at the right time.

Lei Jia said without changing his expression: "We encountered other dragon attacks on the narrow sea, otherwise I would not be here alone."

"There are other dragons?" Tormund's eyes widened.

"Dragonstone is full of dragons. My ancestors relied on dragons to conquer the continent of Westeros." Rhaegar opened his mouth.

"Nonsense, only three dragons appeared in the Conqueror War." Baolan retorted.

"Are you familiar with history?" Rhaegar asked curiously.

"Humph, I have also read books, and I am not a fool who just listens to your deception." Baolan snorted coldly.

Rhaegar smiled without explaining.

It’s good to have read the book!

If you have read the book, you should know the importance of a prince, and he will be safer.

"唳——"

At this moment, a loud eagle cry sounded outside the valley.

Sapphire and Tormund raised their heads at the same time, stood up and walked out.

"Is your tribe coming?"

Rhaegar followed, feeling insecure.

He tried calling out to Glutton via telepathy, but there was no response.

Gluttony was seriously injured, and he guessed that he had flown somewhere to recuperate.

During its return, whether it is good or bad depends entirely on Rhaegar's own efforts.

Get out of the cave.

Rhaegar followed the Baolan siblings and saw a large group of people rushing in at the entrance of the valley.

Each one is tall and thick, wearing leather jackets and armor, full of primitive wild style.

The leader was a tall, middle-aged man.

He has a thick brown beard braided and a pair of eyes as sharp as an eagle.

As if aware of Rhaegar's gaze, the strong man turned his head and locked his position with one glance.

Rhaegar's expression changed slightly and he tried to remain calm.

This group of people is not easy to mess with at first glance. They have really fallen into a den of savages.

Bao Lan advised from the side: "Don't be afraid, Uncle Falcon is a very principled leader and will not harm young children."

The entire Peregrine Falcon tribe entered the valley, and the scene suddenly became noisy.

The savage leader named Falcon is quite capable.

Arrange people to light fires and set up camp, and the planning is in order.

Sapphire brought Rhaegar to Falcon's bonfire.

At this time, the falcon was skinning a hare, and his movements were very deft.

After gutting the hare, putting it on a stick and grilling it, he slowly said: "Is he the noble child you picked up?"

Baolan glanced at Rhaegar and said seriously: "He is the king's child, a true dragon."

"A prince?" Falcon immediately raised his head, surprised.

It is true that he is a savage, but the prince's status is indeed too high.

Looking at the savage leader in front of him who was looking at him, Rega took a breath and knew what he should say.

He looked directly at the other person and said seriously: "Rhaegar, Rhaegar Targaryen, I was born in the Red Keep in King's Landing. I wonder if this leader has a specific impression of this place?"

"How could I know about a place thousands of miles away?" Falcon said lightly.

"I traveled across the continent riding a dragon, and encountered trouble along the way. If you are willing to help me, I will definitely pay you generous rewards." Rhaegar came up with substantial interest negotiations.

Falcon chuckled: "I do believe that, you have me who is a king, and I can also provide you with mountains of gold and silver."

"So you agreed to help me." Rega's eyes lit up.

"No!" Falcon suppressed his smile and refused directly.

"Why, I can give you gold and iron tools, as long as you protect them for a while."

Rhaegar did not expect that the wildling leader would refuse and add conditions.

Falcon turned over the roasted rabbit on the bonfire and said disdainfully: "The Peregrine tribe does not trust outsiders and will not help outsiders. This has always been the case."

Lei Jia frowned and looked at Bao Lan aside.

Baolan nodded: "It's always been like this."

"Then what do you plan to do with me, or what are the conditions before you are willing to help me?" Rega asked bluntly.

"Join the Peregrine Falcon tribe and become a member of the tribe. I will provide you with unconditional protection." Falcon said extremely seriously.

Rhaegar smiled.

Sitting on the ground, staring at the other person with his arms crossed, he asked: "Do you think a Targaryen prince would join the wildling tribe? There is no funnier joke than this."

At this point, Rhaegar's remaining fear had long since disappeared.

He could see that the other party didn't want to help him at all.

He is the dragon master, and the bloodstains in the valley prove the real existence of the glutton.

He didn't believe that the savage in front of him dared to touch him.

Falcon was not angry because of his words. Instead, he smiled and said, "You don't intend to get my help either?"

"You..." Rhaegar was speechless for a moment.

This is true.

He has a dragon, so he just needs to wait quietly for the glutton to find him, and then he can fly away with the dragon.

What he really needed was to hold back these savages to prevent them from harming him.

The falcon cut off a piece of flesh from the sizzling hare and handed it to Rhaegar. He said in a low voice: "I saw a giant beast, but it was injured and flew to the Swamp of Despair."

"I tentatively believe in your identity and can provide you with protection. I will wait for your dragon to come back to you."

"Before that, you must promise not to let your dragon harm my tribe and leave as soon as possible."

He is not a primitive savage with a mind full of vandalism and robbery.

He has fought with the noble lords on the peninsula and is more knowledgeable than the average savage.

The imp in front of me is the king's son.

Except for the giant beast, no creature in the bloodstains and ravines of the valley could be so destructive.

That shit at the mouth of the valley.

Eighty percent of it is a mark left by the dragon before it left, used to drive away wild beasts.

From the very beginning, this kid has been a very dangerous existence for No. 1.

The wild dragon will return to the valley at any time.

No matter how many conditions you negotiate with this brat at this time, it will all turn into shit when the dragon stands in front of him.

He could kill this brat and run away overnight.

But the tribe is in danger, and tradition prohibits touching children.

In comparison, it is better to leave this brat and feed him well.

When the dragon appears, let this brat ride the dragon and get out of here.

If this kid has a conscience, he will naturally find a way to repay him.

After hearing what Falcon meant, Rhaegar's view of the wildlings changed greatly.

Sure enough, bachelors are a bunch of blind guys, and what they say is very inaccurate.

This savage is very smart and not reckless at all.

"You are truly a wise leader. I promise to restrain my dragons and live in peace with you."

Rhaegar took the roast from him and praised him.

"It's not easy to be the leader. I have to think about everyone's heads and bellies."

Falcon shook his head, tore off two pieces of meat and handed them to Baolan and his sister.