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

A few days later.

Riverlands, Harrenhal.

After more than half a month of separation, the five towers are still dark, and the remaining ruins of the buildings everywhere are filled with thick smoke.

"Prince, are you sure the dragon... can do it?"

In front of the Burning King Tower, Leonor looked at the Unsullied who were busy, looking embarrassed.

At this moment, the Unsullied carried pieces of rubble from the ruins and threw them into a large pit that was one person deep.

In addition to gravel, the pit is filled with ashes dug out of the ruins.

In addition, there was a dark, sticky mass of dragon...feces.

Dragon dung is different from the excrement of other creatures. It has a light odor and less formula.

Dragons are magical creatures after all, and are covered in fire elements.

As soon as the cattle and sheep are eaten, they are completely digested by the gastric juice.

The remaining feces are all black mucus, a bit like lava that is not hot.

Rhaegar squatted on the edge of the pit, groped his chin, and muttered: "It should be fine."

Something seemed to come to mind.

He waved to Gray Worm who was guarding the side and said hesitantly: "There's a lot of dragon dung. Send someone to fish it out."

"Yes, Prince."

Gray Worm had a strange look in his eyes and called two Unsullied to scoop up dragon dung.

The two-meter long horse spoon reached into the pit and scooped up a full spoonful of dragon dung.

Rega's eyes lit up: "It's almost done."

According to the knowledge of blood witchcraft [Dragon Stone], it is probably a mixture of a small amount of dragon dung mixed with a large amount of stone and mortar.

"Prince, I have never heard of using dragon dung to make black stone."

Leonor said helplessly.

Lei Jia thought carefully and said sternly: "Of course not only dragon dung, but dragon scales, dragon blood, dragon bones, including stones stained with the dragon's breath, are all important forging materials."

Dragonstone is an unfashionable magical creation.

The smelting process requires a touch of magic.

The dragon is a top-notch magical creature. Just pulling something from it is enough to smelt the dragon stone.

Dragon scales, dragon blood, and dragon bones are too precious, and dragon dung has become a low-end version of consumables.

Not only is it easy to use in large quantities, it’s also cheap and labor-saving.

[Dragon Stone] According to knowledge, the dragon kings of ancient Valyria often used dragon dung to build black stone wonders.

rest assured!

Each one is durable and has no odor.

The materials are all ready and the show begins.

The glutton hovering in the sky slowly landed and glanced at the pit with disgust.

That dragon dung was caused by it.

Rhaegar stayed away from the pit, walked up to the glutton, and gave the order: "Dragonfire, man!"

"Hiss..."

The glutton licked his nose, and the dragon's kiss aimed at the pit and sprayed dragon flames.

Zila...

Under the high temperature of the dragon flames, the gravel in the pit gradually melted and mixed with ashes and dragon dung.

Rhaegar touched the glutton's scales with his hands, closed his eyes, and murmured a spell under his breath.

"Jiligulu..."

Soon, the sound of bubbling boiling water came from the pit.

The glutton stopped his dragon flames and Rhaegar opened his eyes.

An Unsullied One stepped forward to inspect the pit and said blankly: "Prince, it seems to have been successful."

Rega was delighted when he heard the sound and quickly stepped forward to check.

The material in the pit disappeared, leaving behind a bubbling black magma.

The temperature of magma is not very high, about the same as boiling water.

After sniffing, there was no smell at all.

"Quick, get the mold."

Rega shouted loudly and asked someone to bring in several stone pits one meter long and half a meter wide.

The Unsullied scooped out the black magma with a large horse spoon and poured it into the stone pit.

While fishing for black magma, Rhaegar discovered a characteristic of this material.

It solidifies very quickly!

As soon as I took it out, white smoke started coming out of the spoon.

When poured into the stone trough, it quickly solidifies and takes shape.

It becomes a piece of black dragon stone that fits the model.

Rhaegar smiled broadly and tapped the surface of the black dragon stone.

Dangdang...

The bang bang is hard and the material is solid.

Turning back, he looked at Leonor and raised his eyebrows proudly.

As if to say: "How is it, sir?"

Leonor was so shocked that he could not speak for a long time, and his face was surprisingly serious.

Although there is an element of magic in it.

But facing this kind of creation skill intuitively still gave him a great shock.

Leonor raised his hand tremblingly and said excitedly: "This kind of technology can only be said to be the knowledge of ancient Valyria!"

It was simply unheard of and unseen.

The current construction technology in Westeros still relies on stonemasons and masons.

Stonemasons chisel large stones into shapes, and masons mix plaster made from plant ash and yellow mud.

This process is not only slow, but also relies heavily on manual labor.

A stonemason may not carve out a few useful stones in a day's work.

Black dragon stone only requires stone, mortar and dragon dung, and can be smelted into shape in just a few moments.

Or just follow your heart and take whatever shape you want.

Rhaegar's eyes were eager: "That's not all."

As he spoke, he motioned for the Unsullied to scoop out a spoonful of black magma and pour it onto the formed black dragon stone.

Zila...

When the two come into contact, hot white smoke emits.

The smoke disappeared, and the black magma solidified into a bulge, blending with the black dragon stone.

This means that black dragon stones do not need to be stacked and constructed.

The perfusion method works better.

Leonor was stunned for a moment, and his jaw almost dropped.

It took a while to calm down.

He shook his head and smiled: "Prince, no wonder you want to trade the intact Stone Hedge City for Harrenhal."

Harrenhal was burned to such a disgrace that it no longer met the living conditions of the nobles.

At the dinner a few days ago, Leonor agreed to the request to exchange territory.

The Strong family moved to the territory of the original Bracken family, inheriting Stonehedge and most of the territory.

Harrenhal and the territories under its jurisdiction were returned to the royal family, and were granted to Rhaegar as a lifelong domain.

Leonor was originally very happy.

After all, Harrenhal is nothing more than a ruin.

Although the location of Shili City is slightly different and the castle is a bit smaller, overall it is still the best choice.

In particular, the territory and people it governs are far richer than the Strong family's original wealth.

Of course, he is very satisfied now.

Although there are differences between Harrenhal and Stonehedge, the meanings they represent are worlds apart.

Harrenhal is the core hinterland of Westeros.

He shoulders the important responsibility of supervising the riverlands and guarding the valley and the north.

The nobles who have been granted the title of Harrenhal in the past dynasties are all die-hard loyalists of the Targaryen dynasty.

Even if it doesn't last long in a family, the end is not good.

Leonor would be happy to change his clan's land to Shili City.

In this way, House Strong mitigates the risk and can reintegrate into the aristocratic power of the Riverlands.

After thinking about the pros and cons, Leonor opened up his plan and said seriously: "Prince, the Strong family is taking over Stonehedge City. Old Tully and I will find a way to transport the stones Harrenhal needs."

The architectural complex of Harrenhal was in ruins, but the five towers and walls of the main frame remained intact.

If you want to smelt black dragon stone, you need a supply of stone materials.

This is borne by the Tully and Strong families.

Needless to say, the Strong family exchanged a good territory and of course they had to repay the royal family.

The Tully family is purely trying to compensate.

There was a private war between Blackwood and the Brackens, and there was an outright rebellion.

As the Governor of the Three Forks and the Duke of Riverrun, Old Tully was forced by his vassals to the point of being almost captured.

His title was not reduced because an heir of the Tully family died.

There is no credit but hard work.

Repairing Harrenhal requires a lot of stone, and Old Tully must contribute.

You have to work hard!

…

After finishing the smelting of the black dragon stone, there is still business to do.

Entering the Burning King's Tower, Rhaegar sat on the lord's high seat.

In addition to Leonor, several other people came in.

Robb, Gray Worm, and True, the delisted maester.

"Robb," Rhaegar said in a loud voice.

Robb knelt down on one knee and said respectfully: "Prince."

Rhaegar gave Leonor a look and said in a deep voice: "Robb, you have made contributions in the Battle of the Stepstone Islands and the War of Rebellion. I asked my father to take credit for you."

Robb raised his head when he heard this, his eyes full of excitement.

He had heard the news from Samwell, who had become Lord of Raventree.

The prince seemed intent on canonizing him as a sworn knight.

Follow the prince for life and have the opportunity to obtain territory and castles.

Leonor coughed twice and drew his attention to him.

He looked at Rhaegar with questioning eyes.

Rhaegar nodded and left it to him to speak.

Amid Robb's high expectations, Leonor said solemnly with a straight face: "The king has decreed that Robb Hewen be made Baron of Stone Mill."

"baron!!"

Robb suspected that he had heard wrongly, and his hands were shaking.

"That's right, Baron Stonemill."

With a smile in his eyes, Rega teased: "Don't worry, I'll use the money you spent to build the castle from my private treasury, and I won't let you live in a thatched house."

Robb's eyes were red and tears were streaming down his face.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, Prince."

Baronet is the lowest title, but it is still a title.

Several levels higher than the so-called sworn knights.

Stone Mill, he knew, was a territory ceded to the Crown by the Blackwoods.

Located on the north bank of the Red Fork River, the land is fertile and the residents can farm and fish.

"Okay, a man crying doesn't look good."

Rhaegar waved his hand and warned: "Now that you have a title, you can change your surname, draw up a family crest, and leave behind your identity as an illegitimate child."

"Yes, Prince!"

Robb held back his tears and nodded vigorously.

After awarding the reward, Rega motioned for him to go down and take a moment.

Robb is a good subordinate, loyal, capable, and a leader.

Granting him the title of baron is like buying a horse bone for a thousand dollars.

Gather the hearts of the Second Son Group.

What's more, the territory of Stone Mill is not as simple as it seems.

Stone Mill is located between the Blackwood and Strong families.

It acts as a barrier to prevent friction between the two families.

Nor was he afraid of Robb changing his mind.

The territory was divided from the Blackwood family and stuck at the landing point where the Strong family crossed the river.

There will be contact with both families, but neither will be too harmonious.

Rhaegar spoke again: "Grey Worm."

Swish…

Gray Worm came out, spears tapping the ground.

"Grey Worm, do you know how to train the Unsullied?"

Rhaegar asked directly.

Gray Worm's face froze, and he was too frightened to speak.

Rhaegar slapped his forehead and said helplessly: "It's my fault that I said it wrong. It should be the physical fitness and combat training of the Unsullied. It does not require self-erasure and castration."

With a territory, training an armed force is indispensable.

No soldier is stronger than the Unsullied.

Gray Worm breathed a sigh of relief and said solemnly: "No problem, but there is an age limit. It is difficult to persist if you are over 16 years old."

The Unsullied have been trained since childhood to hone their selfless and firm will.

As an adult, the muscles and bones have grown, and the mind has become fixed.

The value of training is too low.

Rega agreed: "Don't worry and do it boldly, I will fully support you."

Many children and teenagers were among the slaves who defected, and Flea Bottom was also a gathering place for orphans and illegitimate children.

There is no shortage of troops.