MTL - Game of Thrones: I Became a Crown Prince For a Day-Chapter 337 Larry's execution

 Chapter 337: The Execution of Laris

  Someone died unexpectedly, and his identity was one of the candidates for the heir to Riverrun, causing quite a stir.

Rhaegar and Otto both acted quickly, the Unsullied maintained order, and the Maester immediately checked the cause of death.

 In the end, Edmure died from a powerful poison that sealed his throat with blood.

The toxin came from the dagger he took out when he attacked his nephew Elmon.

  Putting aside the causes and consequences, the incident was directly characterized as a civil strife in the Tully family, and Edmure had himself to blame.

 The result was very public, and half of the nobles were happy to watch the excitement.

 The tournament continues.

 …

  Harrenhal, the sept.

"prince…"

Edmure's body was placed in the hall, and the two silent sisters handled it carefully.

"prince."

Tormund was unambiguous and silently exited the temple.

Rhaegar explained and walked out of the crowd.

 Laris grew up in Harrenhal, and it was not difficult to know a secret passage.

Edmure's death was too similar to Larisse's work, and Rhaegar suspected that the other party had tricked Harrenhal under the light.

Old Tully stood quietly and stared, his cloudy pupils flashing with sadness and numbness.

Tormund came silently and called in a low voice.

 His original intention was to prevent his descendants from killing each other, but he still did not escape this fate.

 It was the tourney, and order in Harrenhal was loose.

 The voice is that of Old Tully.

At this time, the other party was talking quietly with two monks in the church.

With the idea of ​​​​taking advantage of the fishermen.

Rhaegar heard this and glanced at Milov in front of the crowd.

Not far away, a number of important figures on the high platform, including Viserys and Rhaegar, gathered here.

　　Tormund shook his head: "It takes time for the raven to send the message. We are checking it now."

 “I’m going to see old Tully.”

Rhaegar walked to him, squatted down, and said softly: "Old Tully, you should know who the murderer is."

 After pondering for a moment, Rega felt that things were not that simple.

“Is there any news from King’s Landing?” Rhaegar asked, tilting his head.

 He died of poisoning again, the method was too despicable and familiar.

Milov was so scolded that he shrank back into the crowd angrily.

Rhaegar's eyes flashed slightly and he said coldly: "Search Harrenhal thoroughly, not even a rat hole will be missed."

“Why are you going?” Rhaenyra tugged at the corner of her clothes and asked softly.

Rhaegar glanced at it and stepped forward.

 “Have you found the real murderer?” Rega asked bluntly.

 “I will send you the news before dark.”

 The old man who had just experienced the pain of losing his son pointed at his second son Milov and the two monks behind him.

Old Tully was tired of scolding and sat on the floor without any image.

The people here are all in the face of the Duke of the Old apprentice, and come to the guest.

 Milov did not participate in the team competition, but gave his followers to his younger brother Edmure and gave him a dagger.

 Allison and Rhaenys were away, and two noble women were sitting in the arena.

Tormund nodded: "Duke Tully's second son, Milov."

 The quiet church suddenly heard an angry shout: "Get out! Get out of here right away!"

Rhaegar was very quiet, recalling the cause of Edmure's death in his mind.

Tormund was stunned when he heard this, and then a light flashed in his eyes.

The two monks' faces turned blue and white, and they retreated to the edge in embarrassment.

Edmure's death was strange, and old Tully, the father-in-law, would not be clear about it.

 Old Tully himself is mediocre and incompetent, and his several heirs are as stupid as pigs, unable to come up with such a brain-consuming plan.

 Half a sound.

Old Tully drooped his head, full of sorrow and unable to express his sorrow.

Rega held his shoulders, glanced at Milov cryptically, and lowered his voice: "There are outsiders involved in this matter. If you can't do it, I will solve it for you."

At this time, Milov was crowded next to Aegon, trembling and unable to raise his head.

 Behind the two of them, there was Mond Hightower with a playful look.

 Old Tully raised his head blankly, and his eyes swept over his second son Milov and the two monks.

 Finally, Jishu said: "Prince, I promise that your reward will not change."

Just now, two monks led the second son Milov to them and bluntly explained that the second son was the heir and should be handed over to the second son to inherit Riverrun.

 He also gave the example of Edmure, who spoke so loudly that the young son fearlessly argued and ended up miserable.

 It goes without saying that the plan to kill Edmure or even plot against his grandson must have been initiated by the second son.

Seeing that Old Tully was still conscious, Rhaegar patted his shoulder and comforted him silently.

 Milov is involved in the unsolved case of Laris' murder, so they work together.

 …

 Not long after, everyone left the church.

 Most people returned to their residence in King Burning Tower to rest, while the rest wandered around the gardens.

 Halfway through the journey, Rhaegar was silent, thinking about which dragon Lalith was rescued by.

 The first suspect, his eyes fell on Damon’s head.

Laris was tortured to reveal many truths while being imprisoned in the dungeons of King's Landing.

 The follow-up to the murder of Boros was to win over Damon.

 With Damon’s character of fearing chaos in the world, it is very possible to rob Laris.

Thinking of this, Rhaegar approached the uninterested Damon and said directly: "Uncle, Laris is missing."

 The relationship between uncle and nephew is too complicated, and direct communication is the best way.

Damon turned his head, his eyes first filled with surprise, then turned to contempt.

 He proved himself with his expression.

 It wasn’t him.

 Otherwise, he would use a very proud and arrogant expression to express that his little actions disgusted his eldest nephew.

Rhaegar couldn't stand the white eyes, so he nodded apologetically and planned to stay away. "Wait a minute." Damon said calmly.

Legend took a deep breath and exercised all his patience.

Damen looked him up and down and sneered: "Let me tell you a truth, you have a guilty conscience."

Hearing this, Lei Jia was slightly startled.

After thinking for a while, he scanned the crowd vaguely, and faces with different expressions came into view.

 “Being a thief with a guilty conscience…”

Rhaegar murmured, and he really saw some clues.

 Aegon was pestered by Milov, and Mond Hightower walked with them, seemingly still chatting about something.

Helena was hanging alone behind her father, her little head drooped, looking absent-minded.

There are also Aemond and the Four Storms who are behind the team.

Eamond didn't know where the wrong string was in his mind, and he turned his face towards Cassandra, making his fiancée, who was several years older than him, tremble with anger.

 At a glance, none of the younger brothers and sisters are normal.

 After a moment, Jason Lannister, who looked arrogant, walked towards Aegon, followed by the **** Bronn Storm.

Rhaegar's eyes darkened slightly and he said loudly: "Aegon, come to me."

It is not difficult to see that Mond is involved in the Tully family, and Jason is concerned about the Baratheon family.

 Both of them were trying to persuade Aegon, as if they wanted to raise the banner of Targaryen membership.

As soon as his voice came out, Mond and Jason both looked at him and looked away urgently.

 Aegon had a sullen face, glanced at Milov with disgust, and reluctantly walked towards his eldest brother.

 Compared with Rhaegar, he now hated Tully like a fly.

The two brothers faced each other, and Aegon said in one breath: "Mirov asked the Church of the Seven Gods for help. The Church of the Seven Gods has something to do with Mond Hightower. I don't know anything else."

Rega smiled, clenched his fist and hit his shoulder, and said with relief: "I have some ideas. It is right to stay away from them."

 After Aegon’s prompting, things came together.

Mond Hightower is most likely the mastermind behind this, and he teamed up with the Church of the Seven Gods and Milov to plot the murder of Edmure and the murder of Elmon.

 Almon was lucky enough to survive, and began to win over Aegon in an attempt to gain more support.

Rhaegar's thoughts were spinning and he unconsciously looked at Jason and his illegitimate son Bronn.

 Jason is a self-righteous troublemaker. Could it be that he also wants to win over Aegon?

 …

 At night.

The sky turned cooler, dark clouds gathered, and a heavy rain fell.

 Pagoda of Burning King, Hall of Hundreds of Furnaces.

 The nobles gathered together and held a celebration dinner as usual.

　　It is normal to fight to the death in a martial arts tournament. No one cares about who dies and who lives.

 They only care about whether the fighting is fierce enough and whether the scene is **** enough.

 The patter of rain…

 It was raining heavily in the castle, and the rain falling on the ground stirred up mist. It was dark and dark.

 Crack!

There was lightning and thunder in the sky, and the brief brightness illuminated the legions of fearless men surrounding Harrenhal.

 There is a bridge connecting the King's Burning Tower and the Widow's Tower.

At this moment, hundreds of Unsullied in black armor stood on both sides of the bridge, letting the rain beat freely.

Crunch—

 The door of Burning King Tower opened, and a figure in black robe walked out and stepped onto the bridge despite the wind and rain.

"prince!"

 Gray Worm walked out of the queue and spoke in a deep voice.

The black-robed figure turned his head slightly, revealing Rhaegar's gloomy face under the hood.

 The master and the slave quickly crossed the bridge, and their figures disappeared at the entrance of the Widow's Tower.

 Crack!

A bolt of lightning struck down, making the dark Harrenhal even more eerie and eerie.

 A low-pressure atmosphere brewing that a storm is about to come.

 The Widow's Tower.

Rhaegar walked all the way down the spiral staircase. The candlelight in the corridor was dim, with the occasional cool breeze blowing through, and the remaining candlelight flickered endlessly.

 In less than half a quarter of an hour, we arrived at the depths of the Widow's Tower.

At the beginning of the founding of Harrenhal, the underground structure of Widow's Tower was built by Harren the Black as a dungeon for prisoners.

Looking around in the dungeon, a mysterious mechanism appeared on the old wall.

 Click.

The mechanism moved and the wall slowly rotated, revealing a deep tunnel.

As expected, Harrenhal hides a secret passage that is unknown to anyone.

 “Follow me, there’s a way ahead.”

Gray Worm entered first, followed by two Unsullied ones.

Rhaegar carried a torch, a cold light flashing in his eyes.

The tunnel is twisted and twisted, and it’s unclear where it leads from above. At the end, a wooden door with stubble appears.

boom-

Gray Worm did not hesitate and kicked the door open with a powerful kick.

With two Unsullied beings guarding him on the left and right, Rhaegar strode forward.

 The first thing you see is a small dark room.

The room is well furnished, with tables, chairs and benches, and murals carved on the walls, but there is a faint musty smell.

 The moment the door was kicked open, an old acquaintance appeared.

 Laris has curly brown hair and wears a dark green gown.

Laris is not as elegantly dressed as before. His face is unshaven, his eyes are gloomy and lonely, and his left leg is weak and droopy.

 He was sitting on a chair, holding a simple scepter and carving knife in his hand, with a layer of wood chips scattered on the table.

 It can be seen that he is carving a new scepter for himself.

As the door was broken into, Larisse turned around in surprise, his gray-blue eyes flashing back and forth.

　　唰—

 The real fire at the waist was unsheathed, and the jet-black sword body reflected the black light.

Rhaegar stared at him coldly and said expressionlessly: "Laris, we meet again!"

 (End of this chapter)