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

In addition to the Kargel brothers, there are four other current members of the Kingsguard.

Stephen Darklin drove to greet Aemond and the Four Storms, and he was probably in the dragon's lair at the moment.

Sir Stephen comes from the Darklyn family in the king's territory. He is the uncle of the Earl of Mugu Town and has served in the Kingsguard for many years.

The other person has thin curly brown hair, an old face, and narrow eyes. He is a hard-working man with a righteous heart.

Rhaegar talked to him many times and admired this noble white knight.

In addition, there were the three Kingsguards in front of Rhaegar.

Sir Laurent Malbrand, from the Malbrand family in the West, is tall, with a bald head and a resolute face.

He has a rigorous style of conduct and a sharp swordsmanship.

Sir Rickard Thorne comes from a small family in the king's territory. He has a lean figure, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and exudes a strong aura.

He is very good at martial arts and has a rough and generous personality.

Sir Willy Fell came from Fallwood City in the Stormlands. He is a typical Stormland man, strong, with firm and shrewd eyes.

He is solitary and doesn't communicate much with others.

Rhaegar didn't have much interaction with these three Kingsguards, and they were barely acquaintances.

"Sir Lorent, please help me call the commander of the Royal Guards." Rhaegar chose Lorent, who had the best image, and spoke.

"Yes, Prince." Laurent responded solemnly.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Rhaegar glanced at Robb and Samwell, his eyes twinkling.

Ever since Cole Christon stepped down as Lord Commander of the Kingsguard, one member of the seven-man Kingsguard has been missing, and his father has always pushed back and refused to make a selection.

The Royal Council suspected that the king wanted to give the heroic Cole a chance to return, and they proposed it several times and then stopped mentioning it again.

After a while, Laurent strode back, bringing with him a handsome young man with a crooked cloak.

"See you, Prince." The handsome young man came forward to greet him, smelling of wine.

Rega smiled: "Are you on duty today?"

"I……"

"He organized his subordinates to gather together to drink, and I just caught him." Lorente said with a look of disdain.

Rega couldn't help but smile, nodded and said: "Very good, the commander of the Royal Guards has set a good example."

He took two steps back and clapped his hands casually.

Swish——

Robb Hewen, who was waiting aside, drew his sword directly, stepped forward and chopped off the handsome young man's head with a sword.

The headless corpse fell to the ground, blood spraying from the broken neck.

Leonor and the three Kingsguards who were watching looked stunned. They did not expect the crown prince to take such decisive action.

Rhaegar bent down and took off a badge of swords and crossed shields from the chest of the corpse, threw it to Robb with disgust, and said lightly:

"Inform Lord Roland that his nephew died at the hands of thieves while protecting the Red Keep. Baron Robb of Stone Mill takes over as commander of the Royal Guards."

Roland Westerling, Earl of Cliff City in the West, father-in-law of Lord Jason Lannister.

The former Commander of the Kingsguard, Harold Westerling, was his cousin and uncle. Based on this relationship, Earl Roland recommended his cousin and nephew to be the Commander of the Royal Guards.

Tormund's voice was soft: "I will write a letter of condolences myself."

Rhaegar waved his hand nonchalantly and called Samwell to stand in front of the three Kingsguards and introduced: "One of the Kingsguard brothers is short of filling the table. I recommend three people to elect, and he is one of them."

Laurent frowned, wondering: "Being a member of the Kingsguard requires you to give up your fiefdom and title, and you cannot have heirs."

He knew Samwell, the young earl of Raventree City, who came from the famous Blackwood family in the Riverlands.

Rhaegar said nothing and patted Samwell on the shoulder.

Samwell looked serious and said seriously: "My son is already two years old and can be taken care of by my sister. If I am lucky enough to be selected into the Kingsguard, I will be honored to take the oath."

Rhaegar continued: "Sir Joffrey Grafson of Seagull Town and Sir William Royce of Runestone City are also the two candidates I recommend. They will rush to the Red Castle and wait, and they will formally discuss it with the Royal Council. Participate in the selection.”

The meaning is clear, don’t go through the back door, and select in an upright and upright manner.

Rhaegar did not expect that the three of them would be selected into the Kingsguard. It would be most helpful to him if they stayed in their respective territories.

This move only opened up a vacancy in the Kingsguard and tightened the belts of the ministers.

Leaving Robb and Samwell behind, Rhaegar took Tormund, Lionel and Gray Worm to leave.

Before leaving, remind Robb: "Carefully select the members of the Royal Guard and expand the number from three hundred to five hundred."

The Royal Guards were originally just the predecessors of patrolling, guarding, and honor guards. Later, they merged with more than a hundred dragon guards and gradually took shape.

It doesn't matter that Rhaegar is not in King's Landing, since he is in King's Landing, what needs to be rectified must be rectified.

…

Godswood.

Rhaegar clasped his hands behind his back and gazed at the whirling red leaves of the thick weirwood trees.

Leonor and Tormund were on the left and right, waiting patiently on both sides.

Not long after, the back door of Maegor's Tower opened, and two Unsullied dragged a figure staggering out.

Leonor looked back and said in surprise: "Laris?"

Laris's curly hair was messy, and his limp wearing big-toed boots was dragged on the ground. The Unsullied held his armpits and pushed him out forcefully.

Leonor was shocked, looked at Rhaegar in confusion, and asked: "Prince, what crime did Laris commit, and you want to treat him like this?"

"You really didn't notice anything, Lord Leonor?"

Rhaegar turned around calmly, his words meaningful.

"Laris is the interrogator, what mistake can he make?"

Leonor's voice was sonorous and powerful, and he observed at the edge of the godswood in annoyance.

Gray Worm led the Unsullied to surround the area around the weirwood, blocking all outsiders from entering.

"Lord Leonor, please don't get excited. Some things are best discussed in private."

Tormund smoothed things over from the side, glanced at the Unsullied, and said sincerely: "You don't want anyone to know what you see next."

Leonor was startled when he heard this, and suddenly realized that many bad things had happened without his knowledge.

The two Unsullied moved quickly and quickly dragged Larris under the weirwood like a dog.

Plop——

Larisse fell on his back, with a bloody bruise on the corner of his mouth, and his body was trembling as he tried to get up.

boom--

The Unsullied kicked him in the stomach, knocking him to the ground.

"Ah!..." Larisse's eyes almost popped out of his eyes in pain, and he curled up and rolled.

He was alone in the attic reminiscing about the sense of accomplishment that his plan had succeeded. He was punched by the Unsullied who suddenly broke in and was escorted away without mercy.

Rega glanced at him and said calmly: "Laris, you should have guessed why you are here."

The problems at Storm's End were settled, and the conspirator could be dealt with quietly.

"Sorry, Prince. I'm not a good riddler."

Larisse collapsed on the ground, beads of sweat breaking out on his forehead.

Rhaegar's eyes were cold and he said bluntly: "Boros Baratheon died for no reason, and you did a lot of work."

After finishing his words, Laris had not said anything yet. Leonor couldn't sit still at first, and his expression changed drastically.

"Prince..." Leonor's eyes were frightened and he wanted to defend.

"Lord Leonor, I have a little bit of evidence."

Rhaegar waved his hand to interrupt, motioning for the two Unsullied to come forward.

Wow…

One of the Unsullied carried a sack and emptied it, and various bottles and jars were scattered on the floor.

Rega casually picked up a glass bottle containing purple liquid medicine and introduced it in a deep voice: "Purple rose, a special sedative medicine from Reese, one drop can calm a crazed bull."

"I am the interrogator, and sedatives are used to keep prisoners awake during the punishment." Laris lowered his head.

"It's a good reason."

Rega nodded indifferently, picked up another porcelain bottle filled with creamy ointment, and continued to explain:

"The sesame oil produced in Mir is mostly used by clients in brothels to extend their stay. A few people know that touching the throat can cause suffocation."

Laris said innocently: "Prince, I have many similar potions. They are all used to help the interrogation."

Looking at Laris, who was still quibbling, Reggae said slowly and logically: "Ms. Elena's letter said that Lord Bolos' death looked like that of my grandfather, Prince Belron."

Larisse's eyes were fixed, and he subconsciously shrank his ugly limp.

"Coincidentally, I've seen similar deaths before."

Rhaegar tilted his head, stared into Lalys's eyes, and said solemnly: "The Battle of the Stepstone Islands is over. Sir Beaumond of the Velaryon family died of abdominal distension. He was hit by the Tears of Lys cast by the Three Women Kingdom!"

There are very few poisons in the world that can kill people silently, and the Tears of Lys have been famous in the Free Trade Cities for a long time.

"Lord Boros died in the Tears of Lys, and it has nothing to do with me?"

Larisse's voice was hoarse, and his eyes that he dared not look into were dim and unclear.

The medicines he collected were all non-toxic. There were no Tears of Reese in them, so they were not enough to be used as evidence.

"Laris, you're smart, this pile of rags can't find you guilty."

Rhaegar commented and asked: "But how do you explain the large amount of smuggling with Myr, Lys, Pentos and other places?"

Larisse's eyes darkened, as if he thought of something.

Tormund took out a piece of paper from his arms and read the words on it: "Laris Strong, you have participated in overseas smuggling many times over the past few years..."

"He also interrogated death row prisoners privately and tortured them to death..."

"Buying children from Flea Bottom, acting as spies, and investing in illegal underground fighting arenas, using children to fight to attract attention and win the friendship of certain adults..."

One by one, they were all shaken out.

Rhaegar clicked his tongue, turned to look at the ashen-faced Leonor, and sneered: "Should smuggling, lynching, murder, and child trafficking be sentenced to hanging or beheading?"

Larris is a dark-hearted person. This kind of person huddles in a corner and always finds ways to vent his frustrations.

He couldn't prove that the other party had murdered Boros, but he could collect enough evidence to punish him with death.

Don't ask him how he guessed that Larisse was guilty.

Because more than half of the "adults" in King's Land are of the same virtue, not many of them are clean if you check carefully.

"Laris, what on earth did you do behind my back, this bastard!"

This time, before Larisse could quibble, Leonor exploded completely, stepped forward and kicked his second son in the chest, and asked angrily and loudly.