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

Tournaments have always been a symbol of the kingdom's prosperity, and many nobles are keen on them.

When Rhaegar arrived at the scene, the audience was already buzzing with people.

He caught sight of his father on the high platform and approached briskly.

When I got closer, I realized that there were people sitting around my father.

Viserys sat at the head of the throne, with Prime Minister Leonor on the right and lower on the left, his uncle Daemon.

Rhaenyra sat at the head of the throne under Leonor, which was not an insult to her status as heir.

I don't know if last night's banquet was a success, but Viserys had a smile on his face at this time.

Seeing Rhaegar arriving, he smiled and waved: "Come here quickly. You had an early rest last night. You have to spend time with your father today."

"The bachelor said that children should go to bed early and get up early so that their bodies will grow faster."

Rhaegar defended himself and came to Viserys very honestly.

Being held in his arms and sitting on his lap.

Rega generously enjoyed his father's love and picked up a plate of fruit on the table.

Rhaenyra below noticed his empty wrist and asked with a smile, "Why don't you see that bracelet? Don't you like it very much?"

"It's too big and it's inconvenient for me to wear."

Rhaegar dealt with it casually.

The bracelet is inconvenient to carry in its normal state, and can easily arouse suspicion after shrinking.

Rhaegar hid the bracelet in the incubation container containing the dragon eggs until he could find an excuse to use it later.

No one cared about this little episode and waited for the martial arts tournament with peace of mind.

In order to express yesterday's bad breath, the events such as mounted shooting and melee are cancelled.

Let’s get straight to the point, the duel!

Two players take the stage in the duel.

One of them is naturally the Dornish youth.

He is the real protagonist of today.

The other one disappointed the audience.

A short, curly-haired swordsman.

He didn't even wear any armor, only wearing light leather armor.

"It's Shiliu Freer!"

Rhaegar, who had a wide field of vision, immediately revealed the identity of the curly-haired swordsman.

Viserys cast a curious look: "Rhaegar, have you seen any of the swordsmen in the field?"

Rhaegar nodded: "We had tea together yesterday. He is a wandering swordsman with good skills, and he wants to be loyal to me."

Speaking of this, Rhaegar couldn't help but smile.

Viserys frowned slightly and rubbed his chin with his hand: "Let me guess, you must have not promised him?"

"Yeah, I won't trust a dangerous guy with unknown origins."

Rhaegar ate a red grape and answered casually.

"You did the right thing. I got some news this morning that I can share with you."

Viserys ruffled Rhaegar's hair and winked at Leonor.

Leonor stood up, took out a small piece of paper and read:

"Hiliu Freer was born into a small noble family in Braavos. After he became an adult, he joined a believer organization and often performed dangerous missions."

"Two months ago, this man assassinated a big shot in Braavos. He was wanted throughout the country and smuggled himself to Westeros in advance."

"Half a month ago, I pretended to be a wandering dancer, gained the trust of a lord's daughter, and came to King's Landing in a carriage."

"Yesterday afternoon, during the banquet time after Prince Daemon returned, he signed up to participate in the tournament and proposed a duel with Diga Orleans."

After telling Xi Liu's origins in one breath, Leonor took a sip of red wine to moisten his throat and glanced at Damon opposite him without any trace.

Damon looked calm and had an attitude that it had nothing to do with him.

Rhaegar listened to everything quietly, sincerely admiring Lord Leonor's intelligence capabilities.

Viserys saw his eldest son's shock and smiled happily: "I'll teach you a truth. There is no airtight wall in the world. Honor and faith are the destination of the strong."

"I remember, Father."

Rhaegar listened obediently to his father's teachings.

Seeing him so obedient, Viserys felt his vanity satisfied.

I decided to teach my eldest son some ways of being a person and doing things from time to time.

"The duel has begun."

Rhaenyra's clear voice interrupted the exchange between father and son.

In the duel arena, the two players took their positions.

As the referee blew the horn, the Dornish youths circled Shiliu with guns and flowers on their arms, looking for flaws.

Compared to yesterday, the young man from Dorne was much quieter. I wonder if he was frightened by Colachu.

Shiliu stood sideways, holding a one-handed sword in his hand, and stood quietly.

"Little dwarf, who asked you to come here to die?"

Dornish youths habitually sneered and taunted, with the intention of irritating Shiliu.

Shiliu put one hand on his back and spoke casually: "Everyone will die! But I think I haven't had the time yet."

"Really? But I saw your death day."

The Dornish youth slowly approached with a gun.

"Talking about death will bring about death, and maybe you will be the one who dies."

Shiliu always maintained the movement of holding the sword with one hand.

"Short swordsman, I will cut off your legs and turn you into a true half-man."

The Dornish youth struck first, stabbing out a tentative shot.

He moved very quickly, and his spear looked like a long snake.

However, Shiliu moved faster.

Before the tip of the spear came close, Shiliu hit the barrel of the spear with his sword, causing the spear to deviate from its trajectory.

Then, he strode forward with his right foot and slashed the Dornish youth's elbow with his sword.

The blow was successful, but Shiliu did not pursue it, but retracted his feet and continued to stand.

In the angry eyes of the Dornish youth, he wrote lightly:

"Short? When your head falls to the ground, you will realize my stature."

Stimulated by the words, the Dornish youth was filled with rage, but caution told him to be patient and not to act rashly.

For a time, the duel ground reached a deadlock.

Xi Liu stood there, and the Dornish youths did not dare to attack and surrounded him.

Such a lackluster duel would not be recognized by the audience, and it would not fail to attract scoldings.

Urging the two of them to take action quickly.

Or the curly-haired swordsman takes out the Dornishman's head.

Either the Dornishmen kill the curly-haired swordsman as soon as possible, and a better knight chops off the Dornishman's head.

Listening to the noise coming from outside the field, Xiliu sighed: "I originally wanted you to live a little longer, but the withering of life is as ruthless as running water."

"Don't talk nonsense, I won't be afraid of a dwarf who is not as tall as a horse."

Despite the scolding, the Dornish youth still did not take the initiative to attack.

Shiliu snorted: "You are wrong. My height is longer than the horse's back. I have measured it."

After the words fell, before the Dornish youth could react, Shiliu had already moved.

His legs were like riding the wind, quickly approaching the Dornish young man.

The young man from Dorne was frightened, and with one move of his spear, he swept through the entire army and forced them back.

Dang clang——

Xi Liu withdrew from the scope of the gun, knocked the back of the sword against the barrel of the gun, and smashed the tip of the gun to the ground.

Lifting his foot to step on the tip of the spear, Xiliu took advantage of the short disarming period to quickly stab the Dornish young man in the chest with his sword.

Poof——

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the Dornish youth instantly lost the ability to resist.

He loosened his grip on the spear and stared at Shiliu in disbelief. He didn't understand why he died so hastily.

"You...sneak attack..."

The Dornish youth glared at Xi Liu unwillingly, but was kicked to the ground by him.

Pulling up the Dornish youth's hair and exposing his neck, Shiliu's face was filled with regret:

"Your teacher only taught you skills, but didn't tell you to cherish your life."

After that, he raised his iron sword high and chopped off the Dornish youth's head.

The monthly pass is 30, the collection is 300, and I owe two chapters and have not been issued.

Um……

The collection will probably break 500 the day after tomorrow, so I will reissue the three chapters together.

Thanks to Tianshuangsheng for the 100 points reward.