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

Chapter 71 Negotiation

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 under 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 covered with 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 person thought.

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 dare touch a hair on Rhaegar's head.

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

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

Rhaegar said without changing his expression: "We encountered other dragon attacks on the narrow sea, otherwise I wouldn't be here alone."

 “There are other dragons?” Tormund’s eyes widened.

“Dragonstone is full of dragons, and 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.

“You know history?” Rhaegar asked curiously.

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

Rhaegar smiled without explaining.

 It’s good to have read a book!

 Those who have read books should know the importance of a prince, and he will be safer.

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 to call the glutton through induction, but there was no response.

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

 During its return, whether it lived well or badly depended 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 of them is tall and thick, wearing leather jackets and armor, full of primitive wild style.

 The leader is a tall, middle-aged man.

His thick brown beard is braided, and his eyes are 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.

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

This group of people is not easy to mess with at first glance. They are really falling into the 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."

Peregrine Falcon tribe entered the valley as a whole, and the scene suddenly became noisy.

 That savage leader named Falcon is quite capable.

 Arrange people to light fires and set up campsites, and plan everything in an orderly manner.

Sapphire brought Rhaegar to Falcon's bonfire.

At this time, the falcon was skinning a hare, moving very quickly.

After he gutted the hare, put it on a stick and grilled it, he slowly said: "Is he the noble boy 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 his status as a prince 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 sternly: "Rhaegar, Rhaegar Targaryen, I was born in the Red Keep in King's Landing. I wonder if this leader has a specific impression of where he is?" "A place thousands of miles away, How would I know?" Falcon said calmly.

“I traveled across the continent riding a dragon, and encountered trouble along the way. If you are willing to help me, I will pay you generously.” Rhaegar negotiated substantial interests.

Falcon chuckled and said, "I do believe that you have a king who can provide you with gold and silver."

“So you agreed to help me.” Rhaegar’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 period of time.”

Rhaegar did not expect that the savage leader would refuse and added 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."

Lega frowned and looked at Baolan aside.

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

"Then what do you plan to do with me, or what conditions are you willing to help me?" Rhaegar 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 saw that the other party had no intention of helping him at all.

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

He didn't believe that the wild man 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 needs is to hold back these savages to prevent them from harming him.

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 believe in your identity and can provide you with protection until your dragon comes 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 head full of smashing, smashing and looting.

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

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

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

 That pile of feces at the mouth of the valley.

80% of them are the marks left by the dragon before leaving, used to drive away wild beasts.

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

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

No matter how many terms you negotiate with this brat at this time, it will all turn into **** 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 would be better to leave this little devil behind 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.

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

 As expected, 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.

 (End of this chapter)