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

Chapter 90 Mask Conquers Demons

 Having [the origin of blood and fire] and [true dragon's blood], he is not afraid of the high temperature brought by fire oil.

 But it does a good job of forcing the shadow back.

 A shadow is just a shadow after all, and it will distort and dissipate when it encounters flames.

  It couldn't hurt Rhaegar at all.

 “Hiss…”

 While breathing, the glutton felt the driver's abnormal mood. Looking back, he saw a headless figure climbing up the body and letting out a violent roar.

　　It burned the shadow half-dragon until there was very little left, opened its dragon's kiss and spewed out a large ball of dragon flames in front of it.

Then he flapped his wings forward, and his whole body passed through the green dragon flames.

Facing the dragon flames, Rega quickly put away his red paint mask, covered his face with one hand, and lay down.

 Wherever the dragon flame passed, the clothes were set on fire, stinging Rhaegar's skin.

 In the gorgeous green, all shadows will eventually be destroyed.

 After breaking out of the dragon flames, Rega immediately stood up and looked around vigilantly.

 Confirming that the headless figure had disappeared, he sighed with a little regret.

 He took out a set of loose clothes from the bracelet and put them on.

 “Hiss…”

 Gluttony made a sound at the right time to remind him to steady his body and swoop down under the dragon's body.

 The shadow half-dragon was left with only remnants falling to the ground.

 Deformed monsters and human figures are still attacking living people, and the battle is not over yet.

Rega took out the red paint mask again and fell into thinking.

“The mask is a token, how can it be returned?”

 He thought of the headless figure.

That shadow is different from other shadow monsters.

 Very purposeful, as if there is wisdom.

 Attacked him last time, piercing the glutton's tail.

This time he actually used his shadow to make a half-dragon, and wanted to take advantage of the chaos to assassinate him.

Rhaegar had every reason to suspect that the unmanned figure was the shadow of the Shadowbinder.

 “A headless shadow…mask…”

Thoughts were turning, and an idea flashed in my mind, and I thought of a possibility.

 “Glutton, take me to those prisoners!”

Rhaegar gave a loud command, guessing how to eliminate the curse.

 Tearing apart the shadow half-dragon, the glutton returned to his senses and soared in the air obediently.

While breathing dragon flames to kill the figures on the ground, he approached the prisoner in the center of the open space.

 The other end of the open space.

 The headless figure reappeared, standing on the body of the deformed monster.

 Control deformed monsters to chase the fleeing savages, plunder their lives, and fill the shadow of loss.

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 A rocket shot through the chest of the headless figure.

The headless figure touched the hole in his chest and turned sideways to face the direction of the rocket.

There, a girl with brown curly hair was still nocking her bow and preparing to shoot the second shot.

The headless figure twisted twice, turned into a shadow and merged into the body of the deformed monster, approaching her.

 “Hurry up, the dragon is coming!”

 Losing his target, Baolan looked at him suspiciously, but was pushed away by a savage man and squeezed into the crowd.

Green dragon flames followed closely, shrouding the deformed monster.

As the split body of the last shadow monster, the deformed monster was burned by the dragon flames and lost its resistance.

 The war is now coming to an end.

The barbarian army, together with the soldiers of the Bren and Kleb families, resisted the surge of figures. The flaming weapons coated with fire oil were very effective.

  Casualties were greatly reduced.

Seeing a familiar face, Rhaegar drove the Glutton to the ground and shouted at Baolan: "Have you seen the Shadowbinder's head?"

 He found the prisoners who had been killed.

 But the Shadowbinder's head was missing.

 You can only ask around.

 Sapporan struggled to walk in the crowded crowd and couldn't hear clearly at all.

 Instead, another voice responded.

 “Here it is with me! The head is here with me!”

Rhaegar turned around and saw the ragged Barbat running away in embarrassment, holding his head with a sad face.

 Behind him, the two guards had long since disappeared.

 The tall and fat Sam brandished his long sword, sweeping across the approaching figures, and kept moving closer to the dragon.

Rhaegar's eyes lit up when he found something, and he shouted quickly: "Smash it! Smash the head!"

 “Yes, Prince!”

Barbart thought he heard it wrong, but his head kept moving in his arms, and he had long wanted to throw it away.

 As soon as he heard Rhaegar's order, he immediately threw his head into the bonfire that was scattered nearby.

 Zila…

As soon as the head came into contact with the flames, black smoke immediately erupted. The blocked mouth wanted to howl, but could not make a sound. In the blink of an eye, his skin and flesh were burned away and turned into bone residue under the trampling of the crowd.

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 The scene was silent.

All the figures seemed to pause, allowing themselves to be hacked and killed by the living, before turning into a group of shadows and shrinking back to the ground.

 And near the bones, a headless figure emerged.

In Rhaegar's sight, his empty neck squirmed, and a head slowly grew.

The face is exactly that of the Shadowbinder's head.

 There was just no emotion on that face, and it was extremely numb.

 He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but how could the shadow speak?

 The change happened quickly. The headless figure got used to the appearance of heads, and the figures present moved again.

Even the shadows on the ground began to surge and reappear.

 “Baolan, shoot him!”

Just when everyone thought the war was about to resume, Rhaegar's order sounded.

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A sharp arrow flew with a red paint mask nailed to the tip of the arrow, heading straight for the Shadowbinder's shadow.

 The sharp arrow hit the shadow-binder's forehead, and the red paint mask also covered the shadow's face.

 In an instant.

The red paint mask seemed to erupt with infinite suction, swallowing up the shadow behind the mask.

 As the Shadowbinder's shadow disappears.

 All the figures in the open space disappeared one after another, turning into wisps of black smoke and blown away by the wind.

Those fragments of limbs left by the deformed monsters and shadow half-dragons could not be preserved. They squirmed twice, seemed to be dry and dilapidated, and turned into powder.

The enemy disappeared in the blink of an eye, and everyone present was shocked.

 Still immersed in the hesitation of the battle.

"Did you make it?"

 Seeing all the shadow monsters disappear, Rhaegar's eyes were scrutinized, still vigilant.

 “Hiss…”

Glutton roared, moved his feet lazily, stretched out his wings and flapped them.

 It uses actions to tell the driver that the danger has been eliminated.

The savage army and soldiers still maintained their fighting postures with weapons in hand, and all turned their attention to the young prince on the dragon's back.

They don’t know if the curse has been lifted.

 However, as long as the dragon and the prince are still there, they still have the courage to fight.

 Understanding the meaning of the glutton, Rhaegar was still a little unfinished.

 “I didn’t expect that the shadow monster would be so easy to deal with!”

Rhaegar murmured, feeling the hot gazes from all directions, and realized what he should do now.

　　Think for a moment.

 He stood upright from the dragon's back, raised one arm high, and looked down at the expectant faces of the remaining people.

 They have rough and rude savages.

 Soldiers wearing armor.

There are also nobles such as Sam and Barbat.

 “Hiss…”

 The glutton swayed, his back raised high, raising Rhaegar's figure higher.

Rhaegar stood on the devastated scorched earth, taking a deep breath under the baptism of the moonlight, and his voice was full of power:

“Everyone! Thank you for your hard work, now I announce...”

 “Under the dragon flames, there is no more curse!”

　　　…”

　　The childish voice echoed in the empty battlefield. Although it was a little hoarse, it fell into everyone's ears, but it was like the sound of nature.

 “Oh **** ho, we won...”

　　"The curse of Dog Day, you didn't kill me to death, I killed you..."

 “Long live the dragon…Long live the prince…”

　　　…”

The joy of victory washed over every living person, and they all let out excited shouts and waved their weapons to vent their tense emotions.

Rhaegar glanced around, an inexplicable excitement surged into his heart, and he smiled unconsciously.

 He did not rely on the help of his family, and he defeated the terrible curse with one man and one dragon.

 This is his adventure.

 Exclusively his first adventure with Gluttony.

 “My friend, we are so awesome!”

 Looking at the hill-like gluttons, Rhaegar gave him the highest praise.

At this point, the plot of Peninsula has come to an end.

The subsequent plot returns to the main line.

(The upper limit of Shadowbinder is slightly higher, which will give everyone a bad viewing experience. It will be appropriately reduced in the future, with knights fighting as the main focus.)

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