Chapter 433: The Relics of the Dragonless

Lady Elisa turned the tide with just one sentence and took on the responsibility of justice.

For a widow of a noble who married again, the status of being pregnant or not is very different.

Especially since there is no male heir in Highgarden, if she is pregnant with a boy, she will be the natural heir.

After a few words of discussion, everyone decided that Lady Elisa would be the regent.

The servant called the maester in the castle to take care of the new regent and take him back to his room to rest.

Margaery's smile was stiff, and she felt uncomfortable staying there.

The good situation was lost to a pregnancy whose authenticity was unknown.

Why did he say it at this time instead of earlier or later?

Rhaegar glanced at her face and said lightly: "Keep an eye on her, don't let her get hurt, and don't let her contact outsiders."

Margaery took a deep breath and nodded to show that she understood.

The blood of Tyrell must not be lost, let alone be defiled.

The open and covert struggles in Highgarden ended, and it was the turn of the nobles of the Reach.

Rhaegar didn't say much, and told Donald of Horn Hill to leave.

There were still many nobles absent, and it would not be too late to talk after everyone arrived.

The nobles did not dare to object, and each reorganized the troops they brought.

...

Three days later.

Highgarden.

Outside the circular white wall, troops with various flags were stationed, and at a glance, there were no less than 20,000 or 30,000 people.

After three days, the nobles who could come from the Reach reported in one after another, bringing their own troops.

The great nobles brought 1,000 to 3,000 people, and the small nobles brought dozens of people, or 200 to 300 people.

They had a coalition of 30,000 people with standard equipment.

Inside the castle.

Hundreds of noble lords gathered together, each wearing heavy armor.

Rhaegar sat in the main seat, with Margaery and Helena beside him.

Lady Alyssa was in her bedroom taking care of her pregnancy and did not attend.

The maester checked and it had been two months.

Once the news came out, Margaery's smile disappeared, like a rose beaten by wind and rain.

Rhaegar glanced at her and thought that old Tyrell was still sharp and had amazing marksmanship.

He lived up to the family motto of "endless life", and was good at giving birth.

He looked slightly serious and looked in front of him.

Fat Thaddeus, sturdy Donald, and idle Mond.

All three of them were wearing armor and special style helmets.

The latter two had a Valyrian steel sword on their waists.

The giant sword was Shattered Heart, and the half-sword was Truth.

Rhaegar was a little jealous and thought about finding an opportunity to trigger the Explorer quest.

The Reach was really rich, and there were several Valyrian steel weapons.

Putting aside his selfishness, Rhaegar said seriously, "Lord Thaddeus, the army will set out immediately, and there must be someone in the rear."

"As the regent prince, I decree you to be the guardian of the southern border to maintain the peace of the river bay."

In addition to the title of duke, the title of guardian can be given to powerful noble lords when the duke's family is in trouble.

Lord Jobert Royce of Runestone City is the guardian of the valley in the valley.

Upon hearing this, Thaddeus knelt on one knee with a plop, and his round face was very excited: "I swear on the honor of the Rowan family that I will not let you down."

With a lord above his head, the title of guardian of a border is the highest honor for a noble.

Rhaegar smiled faintly and said, "I'll leave Highgarden to you. I'm relieved whether it's security or rear supplies."

"The River Reach coalition forces only need to rush to the front line, and I'll be fully responsible for the rear."

"I believe you."

Rhaegar gently raised his hand, motioned Donald to help Thaddeus up, and said with a smile.

Old Tyrell was killed, and the River Reach was leaderless.

Leading the coalition forces for revenge is certainly refreshing, but the rear will be a mess.

Thaddeus has status and experience, and his bloated figure is better to stay in the rear as the chief steward than to go to the battlefield.

Deciding the first order, Rhaegar looked at Donald and Mond with a smile.

The commander of the coalition forces will undoubtedly choose one from the two.

The two are not fools, and they immediately raised their heads and chests, showing their most heroic side.

Rhaegar paid special attention to Donald and said, "It is said that you are proficient in riding and shooting, and have wiped out the Stonemen who roamed the Red Mountains many times."

The Stonemen are the Dornish. Because they cannot survive in the outside world, they take root in the mountains and hunt for a living.

They are short, dark-skinned, and resemble the Dornish race before the fusion of the Rhoynar. They are called Stonemen.

Donald looked serious and said in a serious manner, "I have organized three bandit suppression missions with more than 100 people and participated in eight counterattacks against Dornish border intrusions."

He can be considered a veteran.

"Your bravery is obvious to all. You will surely move forward as the vanguard of the army."

Rhaegar nodded and said, "Lord Mond, you have organized maritime trade, and the large army is more skilled in combat. You will be the commander of the coalition forces."

"Yes! I will definitely live up to your trust."

"Go out and check the baggage and food. The army is about to go out."

Rhaegar waved his hand calmly.

Donald frowned slightly. He wanted to fight for the commander-in-chief, and the importance of the vanguard was equally important.

Compared to his hesitation, Mond smiled from ear to ear and walked out with great pride.

Rhaegar saw everything and would not lower himself to explain.

The relationship between the ruler and the minister in the Reach is similar to that in the Riverlands, and the rule of the Tyrell family is not so reliable.

Thaddeus was promoted to the Warden of the South, and Donald, as an ally, was not suitable to take over the coalition.

Although Mondde is annoying, he is still capable.

Before the High Court establishes an heir, he is a good check and balance point.

Rhaegar secretly complained: "By doing this, I am worthy of the loyalty of old Tyrell."

The general manager of the rear and the commander of the front line made an agreement, and the huge coalition army of the Reach was like a war weapon coated with motor oil, and it started a rapid operation mode.

The noble lords in the hall each managed their own private soldiers.

Margaery also consciously withdrew to help Thaddeus check the military supplies.

The magnificent hall paved with white stone suddenly became deserted.

Rhaegar looked at the busy servants and caught a glimpse of a familiar face from the corner of his eye.

Tall, plump, and honest with a serious face.

"Prince, I'm back from the Citadel."

Tru bowed and greeted, the largest size of the bachelor's robe tightened.

Rhaegar was happy and asked, "Is your status as a bachelor restored? Is everything going well?"

Tru went to the Citadel of Oldtown in June, and it seems that he has regained his lost honor.

"Yes, I got the chain back."

Tru showed the bachelor's necklace on his chest, which was strung with six different chains of black iron, bronze, red copper, gold, silver, and Valyrian steel.

They represent the recognition of knowledge in various fields.

Rhaegar was happy for him. A rich reserve of knowledge is another treasure.

"During my time in the Citadel, I have some things I want to report truthfully."

Tru hesitated.

"Tell me about it."

"Some groundless speculations, can only be used as a reference."

Tru hesitated, took out a wooden box from his arms, and said timidly: "I saw a cargo ship at the Weeping Dock, and the accent of the people on the ship was not the common language of Westeros."

This dock belongs to the Citadel and is rarely used.

Rhaegar's eyes narrowed, realizing the seriousness of the problem.

He took the wooden box and opened it to see what was inside before making a decision.

Tru said again: "This is the relic of Doctor Vaegon, stored in the interlayer of the bed in front of him. It took some effort to find it."

As he spoke, Rhaegar had already opened the wooden box.

A thick stack of unsealed letters, several pieces of parchment covered with graffiti, a Valyrian steel ring and half a golden mask.

The Valyrian steel ring is very light, and it is the bachelor's recognition issued by the Citadel for mysticism.

The same is true for the half golden mask, which was once the symbol of Doctor Vaegon and was worn on his face all year round.

Rhaegar touched them one by one, but no voice was triggered in his ear.

He sighed softly and treated it normally.

He still remembered the reminder from Cynara Targaryen that Vaegon the Dragonless had studied some strange things in the Citadel and asked him to find them out when he had time.

As a Targaryen, he believed that Cynara would not say anything nonsense.

After his great-grandfather passed away, the only two children left in the world were Cynara and Vaegon. It was not surprising that the two siblings had a secret connection.

He took out the opened letters and checked them one by one. The signers were all Jaehaerys I.

From 78AC to 103AC, there was almost a family letter every year, asking about this rebellious son.

Especially the letters in 103AC, the handwriting was no longer Jaehaerys's handwriting, but Alicent's beautiful small handwriting.

Rhaegar pursed his lips and carefully put away the letters.

His great-grandfather died in 103AC.

By that time, he was already weak and bedridden, relying on his maid Alisson for food, clothing, shelter and transportation.

He couldn't write a letter, so he had to ask Alisson to write it for him.

This was the last letter, which clearly expressed a father's longing for his son and his hope that Vaegon would come back to see him before he died.

Unfortunately, the request of this centenarian king was destined to be unfulfilled.

Vaegon had been studying knowledge for many years, and his body was even weaker than his old father, and he was bedridden earlier.

Rhaegar sighed softly, with a very complicated mood.

The second half of my great-grandfather's life was somewhat bleak.

Vaegon, the only remaining son, died shortly after his death.

The last daughter, Senela, resented her father and refused to set foot on the continent of Westeros.

Even at the 101st Great Council, only three illegitimate children were appointed.

When my great-grandfather was dying, he was confused and pulled Alisson's hand and called Senela's name, thinking that his daughter had come back from the other side of the Narrow Sea to see him.

Alicent became the servant of the centenarian king in the last stage of his life because of her appearance, which was three-quarters similar to that of Senyla.

Therefore, even if she did not marry her father Viserys and did not have Rhaenyla as a playmate.

Her status in the court was still not low.

"Ah~"

Rhaegar felt a tightness in his chest and took a few pieces of parchment to check.

The first and second sheets were covered with graffiti, with a ferocious dragon and a strange sea map drawn respectively.

The third and fourth sheets were written with text and answers.

[The Citadel rejected magic, and observed the dragon with bad intentions]

[I can't get to the deeper part of the Citadel. They are not only jealous of my talent, but also afraid of my background]

[Don't want me to study mysticism? Go to shit, there is no knowledge I can't learn]

[Sothoryos suspected that there was a wild dragon, the Citadel sent a fleet to sail, and was destroyed by a big wave halfway]

Seeing the word wild dragon, Rhaegar was refreshed.

The last parchment was also the only one with graffiti and text.

[To go north, you must go south. To reach the West, you must go east. To go forward, you must retreat. To get light, you must go through the shadows]

Rhaegar frowned, not knowing why.

"North and South, West and East... Light and Shadow."

On the parchment, there was a scribbled map with Westeros, Essos, and Sothoryos.

Specially marked were Asshai in Essos, the Land of Eternal Winter in Westeros, and a small corner of Sothoryos.

"Wild dragons?"

Rhaegar skipped Asshai and the Land of Eternal Winter and focused on the continent of Sothoryos.

During the hunt for the long-winged dragon, he did find the remains of a giant dragon and the fossil of a broken dragon egg.

Rhaegar's eyes gradually deepened, and he pondered, "The Citadel observes dragons and is hostile to dragons. Sothoryos is likely to have dragons."