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

The two Tullys ordered their knights to fight again, their eyes never leaving the cold-faced Rhaegar.

Poof——

After fighting for a while, one knight wielded his sword and cut off his opponent's throat, winning the duel.

The two monks beside Milov immediately closed their eyes, clasped their hands and prayed silently.

Rhaegar frowned slightly, thinking about the role of the Church of the Seven Gods in this fight for the heir.

"Prince, they are helpers brought in by Milov."

Elmon came closer timidly and whispered a reminder.

Rhaegar said suspiciously: "The battle for the successor is all based on personal strength. What's the use of asking the Church of the Seven Gods?"

Elmon gritted his teeth and said angrily: "The two monks insisted on Milov's right of succession, and even used raven to send a message back to the Old Town Main Church. They waited for my grandfather to die so that they could support Milov's ascendancy."

As he spoke, he clenched his fists and lowered his voice to curse: "Dogs are meddling in other people's business."

Inheritance is an internal matter of House Tully.

The Church of the Seven Gods should have no right to interfere.

Unable to stand it, Milov invited two money-grubbing monks from nowhere and promised to donate a large sum of money after inheriting Riverrun.

Milov was the heir apparent, and the two monks felt that they were sure of victory, so they agreed to contribute.

During the conversation, the two Tullys chose a new duel partner.

Milov chose a tall knight with a sword and shield in his hand.

With a sullen face, Edmure invited his father-in-law, Count Lemon.

Rega glanced twice and frowned: "What is the purpose of their duel?"

It was said to be a duel on the field, but in reality it was just two knights hacking each other without rules.

has no meaning?

Elmon sighed: "They are competing in terms of strength. Whoever has more knights wins will be considered superior to the other."

"That's it?" Rega couldn't believe it.

"That's it." Elmon was helpless.

The two uncles were only so capable, so they found a group of proletarian knights to kill each other to show their authority.

"What two hopeless idiots!" Rhaegar was speechless.

With this power, it would be better to kill the opponent directly, wait for Old Tully to die, and seize Riverrun directly.

To actually engage in such a flashy duel.

The duel on the field begins.

Count Lemon took the lead in attacking, swinging his heavy sword with both hands and forcing his opponent to retreat.

Find the right moment, discover the weak spot in the opponent's armor, and strike hard with your sword.

Poof——

One arm of the tall knight was completely cut off, and blood immediately spurted out.

"Next person!"

Earl Lemon clenched his heavy sword on the ground, his eyes cold and ruthless.

Milov's eyes widened, he didn't expect an old count who was nearly fifty years old to be so brave.

Count Lemon was already old, his hair and temples were graying, and his square face was wrinkled.

The next opponent comes on the scene soon.

Count Lemon still dealt with it easily, swinging the epee with such force that the opponent struggled to even counterattack.

In the end, Count Lemon pierced the opponent's breastplate connection with his sword.

The opponent fell to the ground and died in a pool of blood.

Armor technology in Westeros varies from high to low.

Most of the armors that cost a lot of money to forge are thick iron cans that look inconspicuous.

The knight in the armor is so tightly wrapped that there are almost no weak spots to break through.

Compared with some low-priced armors, it looks more gorgeous and powerful.

There are many weak points in the armor, giving the enemy more opportunities to take advantage of it.

Count Lemon's armor is an ancestral treasure armor. It is full of marks from swords and axes, but it has been well maintained.

Most of the noble second sons and proletarian knights recruited by Milov and Edmure were not rich and could barely scrape together a pair of armor and weapons.

The quality of the armor was barely adequate, and in the eyes of the experienced Count Lemon, it was full of loopholes.

The duel continues.

Count Lemon killed four challenging knights in succession, and his breathing finally became heavier.

He then gave up the duel.

In the current era, Count Lemon is already old and in a period of physical decline.

Being able to kill four opponents in a row definitely lives up to its reputation.

As soon as Count Lemon came out, only the two sides were left pecking each other.

Rhaegar was not interested in watching, so he called Elmon and walked with him to the entrance of the godswood.

"Prince, what are your orders?" Elmon said cautiously.

Seeing his appearance, Rhaegar was furious.

When I think of the two worse Tullys in the godswood, I can only grit my teeth and accept it.

"Come here!"

Rhaegar held Elmon's neck, stared at him with his eyes, and said in a frosty voice: "Old Tully is seriously ill, and your two uncles are busy fighting for power, but these are the household chores of your Tully family. I won't interfere in the matter."

"Prince..." Elmon was shocked when he heard this and his expression changed.

"shut up!"

Rhaegar's face was as dark as water, and he said word by word: "Go back to the godswood and see your two uncles. Use your rusty brain to think about what you want to do and what you should do!!"

After saying that, he raised his hand and let go of the confused Elmon.

Leaving Gray Worm with him, he returned to the main tower with a few Unsullied.

Elmon froze on the spot, staring blankly at Rhaegar's back, and said to himself blankly: "My...thoughts?"

He lowered his head and looked at his hands. His knuckles were covered with calluses from sword practice and bow-drawing.

quite a while.

Elmon raised his head and looked at Gray Worm with his head held high with dark eyes.

For a moment, his eyes became firm.

Thinking of the conversation his grandfather had with him before he became seriously ill, Elmon rubbed his face and his breathing gradually became rapid.

Gray Worm looked intently, like a wooden man without emotions.

…

The duel in the godswood continued into the afternoon.

The two knights under Tully suffered heavy losses, and their bodies were carried out of the godswood one by one.

In the end, Edmure defeated Milov with a crushing victory.

Milov's face was gloomy, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes.

The eldest brother is dead and he should be the heir.

The old man fell ill and his chance came.

…

At night.

After returning from the victory, Edmure held a banquet at his place, and got drunk and alone with his knights.

Unbeknownst to him, changes were taking place in Riverrun at night.

After Tully fell seriously ill and became ill, the affairs of the castle were divided between his two sons.

Milov controls the treasury and warehouse.

Edmure seizes the weapons cache and granary.

Although the two sides did not clash head-on, the conflicts were increasingly intensifying.

Dark clouds filled the sky, blocking the crescent moon.

The cold wind of early spring blew, and the inland river of Riverrun flowed loudly and made waves.

"Move quickly, don't get discovered."

"Be ruthless and don't waste time..."

In the dim night, a group of men in black robes walked out of the main tower and headed towards the weapons depot and granary.

Several others went straight to the auxiliary castle where Edmure held the banquet.

At the same time, in a certain basement in Riverrun.

Several officers in charge of the garrison walked in one after another, and the flickering torches illuminated each other's gloomy faces.

"My lords, I have something to discuss."

A figure in black robes approached and took off his hood, revealing short black hair.

…

Main tower, Duke's room.

Rhaegar came over with a plate of fruits in his hand, escorted by several Unsullied ones.

"prince!"

The two sworn knights are still holding on to their posts.

"Don't worry about me, I'll go in and visit Duke Glover."

Rhaegar didn't give the two knights a chance to refuse, and pushed the door open directly.

The two knights were stunned for a moment and had no choice but to acquiesce.

…

The entrance to the weapons depot.

Poof——

The men in black robes swarmed up and cut the throats of two patrolling soldiers.

The same scene happened near the warehouse.

As soon as the soldiers guarding the warehouse took turns, they were approached by a man in black robes under the cover of night and killed with a knife.

"It's settled, let's go!"

The leading man in black robe wiped off the blood stains on the dagger and called his companions to leave.

Whizzing……

As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of hidden arrows was shot from a distance.

A round of arrows fell, and the men in black robes were hit by arrows one after another, screaming and losing their lives.

An officer walked out of the darkness, leading dozens of soldiers behind him.

The officer waved his hand and said calmly: "Dispose of the body and clean up the blood stains."

"yes!"

The soldiers responded to the call, moved away the corpses on the ground, and brought out the buckets and mops prepared in advance to wipe the ground.

…

Main tower, a bedroom on the third floor.

Milov was lying on the big bed, holding two heavily made-up prostitutes in his arms, half asleep and having a sweet dream.

In the dream, old Tully died of illness.

His obese brother was chopped into mincemeat and his nephew was imprisoned in a dungeon.

He became the new Duke Tully and Governor of the Three Forks.

boom--

The door was kicked open from the outside, causing the two prostitutes to scream in fear.

Milov woke up immediately, scrambled to his feet, and yelled, "Who! How dare you break into this Duke's room!"

"Uncle, your dream is too late."

Elmon walked into the room wearing a black robe and stared at him coldly.

Behind him, a group of armored and armed soldiers swarmed in.

He pushed away the two disgraced prostitutes and tied up the naked Milov.

Milov was frightened and shouted: "Elmon, what are you going to do? I am Uncle You!"

"I know this, I don't need you to remind me."

Almon had a cold face and ordered the soldiers: "Gag his mouth and put him in a dungeon."

"Yes, sir."

The soldier punched Milov in the skinny stomach, picked up a prostitute's stockings and stuffed them into his mouth.

Drag him out of the room like a dead dog.

…

On the other side, the deputy fort.

The men in black robes rushed into the gate of the fortress and got into a scuffle with the guards who were keeping watch.

It took a lot of effort to overwhelm the place with numbers.

Just after the battle, there was a burst of footsteps outside the door.

"There are assassins, leave no one behind!"

Dozens of well-equipped soldiers rushed into the gate and killed the men in black robes in twos and threes.

Among the soldiers, Gray Worm changed into a set of standard leather armor and led several soldiers up the stairs.

At this time, Edmure was still sleeping in the room with his wife in his arms, unaware of the danger.

Gray Worm stopped when he reached the door of the room.

The heavily armed Count Lemon stood guard at the door, looking down calmly at the group of people ascending the stairs.

…

The next day.

The Great Hall of Riverrun.

Elmon sat on a chair, his face looking slightly haggard.

He understood the prince's hint and summoned his father's old ministers to strike first.

One night, both uncles were escorted to the dungeon.

The plan went surprisingly smoothly, which he never expected.

However, after controlling the two uncles, how to proceed next?

Do you want to eradicate the roots and bear the name of parricide?

There is also my grandpa who is seriously ill and I don’t know if he will recover.

What would he do if he recovered from his illness and found out that he had killed two uncles?

After thinking about it, Elmon became restless and stood up irritably.

He wanted to see his grandpa, otherwise he would really feel unsure.

Thinking like this, he strode towards the Duke's room on the top floor.

Not long after.

Elmon walked through the dim corridor and saw two sworn knights and the Unsullied guarding the door.

Seeing Elmon arrive, no one said hello.

Completely indifferent.

Almon murmured in his heart and walked to the door of the room.

Through the closed door, he vaguely heard a familiar voice.