Chapter 81 The Truth

"Yes, he was attacked and killed by unknown persons last night."

Barbat's words were full of regret, and then he said: "Prince, please come to the castle and have a seat. We are preparing a welcome banquet for you."

"Your brother has just left, so let's skip the welcome party!" Rhaegar shook his head gently.

"Well……"

Babat was speechless for a moment.

The middle-aged man behind him said: "Wells is a stupid guy. He asked for trouble. He is not enough to make us sad."

"A Targaryen prince deserves our fullest hospitality."

"Haha, then take me to visit the castle on this peninsula."

Rhaegar smiled lightly and slid off the dragon's back.

The glutton is outside, and he is not afraid that the group in front of him will do him harm.

His identity and dragon are his prerogatives.

No one can ignore both.

Rhaegar got off the dragon's back, and everyone cheered him into the castle.

There is no trace of Wells' arrogance at all.

Sure enough, the idiots are always the first to die.

Those who survive may not be smart, but they must not be stupid.

As soon as he entered the castle, Rhaegar seemed like an innocent and understanding child, urging Barbat to show him around.

The castle was built as a peninsula.

The Dreadhole Castle is actually not grand.

In addition to its gloomy appearance, it is a bit intimidating.

The overall structure is quite satisfactory, with a total of three floors, and is protected by a stone wall on the outside.

After walking around in a circle, Rhaegar returned to the living room to rest.

While drinking the juice served by the maid, Rhaegar glanced at Barbat, who was standing beside him, and said, "Sir, you seem to have something to say to me?"

"Yes, Prince."

Babat took the call immediately.

Kneeling on one knee, he took the sword from the servant's hand, held the sword in front of his chest, lowered his head and said:

"I heard that the Kleb family swore allegiance to you. On behalf of the Brun family, I also offer my loyalty to you and pray for your response."

Rhaegar took a sip of the grape juice and pretended to be curious: "Sir, your brother just passed away. Are you already the lord of the Dreadhole Castle?"

To swear allegiance on behalf of the family, only the lord has this right.

"Not yet, but my letter has been sent to King's Landing via raven. I believe there will be a reply soon."

Cold sweat broke out on Babat's forehead as he struggled to explain.

Rhaegar put down the glass, shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, Sir. I have no right to accept the allegiance of a lord, and you have no right to swear allegiance to me on behalf of the lord."

"prince……"

After being rejected, Babat became a little anxious.

The middle-aged man behind him pulled him up and yelled: "That's enough, the Bren family has been humiliated by your brothers."

Babat's head was lowered as he was being punished, and he did not dare to say anything.

Rhaegar's eyes fell on the middle-aged man and noticed the clan emblem on his chest.

Unlike the dead wood with hanging skeletons of the Brun family.

It was a brown bear paw on a white background, surrounded by two brown linings.

Rega blinked, not remembering which family's emblem this was, and asked: "Which family are you from?"

He didn't add a title, not knowing who the other party was.

After listening to his inquiry, the middle-aged man let go of Barbat and saluted: "Thorol Brun, a knight family from a branch of the Brun family, whose clan is located in Brown Cave Mountain."

Rhaegar thought about it carefully and suddenly said: "The descendants of the Brun brothers, the two Bruns conquered the Crab Claw Peninsula and are called heroes."

"Yes, wise prince."

When Solor was told about the great achievements of his ancestors, he smiled, and his resolute face under his short hair became softer.

Rhaegar changed the topic, sat on the chair, imitated his father Viserys's demeanor, and said calmly: "Sir, can you tell me what's going on? Why did you invite me here?"

He did not believe a letter inviting the prince, just to mourn Wells.

When Solor heard this, he suppressed his smile and said seriously: "This is Barbat's invitation to you, asking you to save the Bren family."

"Elaborate." Rega became interested.

Thorol continued: "The Dread Cave Castle is cursed, and the source comes from Wells' stupidity and greed."

"That ruined ship does come from Qarth, but it does not trade with the Brun family."

"The cargo ship encountered a storm when it was returning from Braavos. It drifted in the sea near the Horror Cave Castle and was found and rescued by fishermen."

"As lord, Wells summoned the captain of the cargo ship and the accompanying sailors."

"After a conversation, he learned that the cargo on the ship was valuable, so he sent people to sneak into the cabin at night, intending to loot it while it was unprepared."

"The plan was successful. The sailors and mercenaries were all killed without long resistance. Only a man in black robes wearing a red mask was left."

"The man claims to be from the Land of Shadows and is a Shadowbinder."

Rhaegar's expression suddenly changed and he interrupted: "Shadowbinder! Isn't that the mysterious existence in the rumors?"

"The soldiers leading the team also thought it was a rumored existence, so they attacked the Shadowbinder and chopped off his head."

Solor nodded, his voice very heavy.

"What happened next, was the Shadowbinder cursed before his death?" Rhaegar was a little excited and eager to know the truth.

Solor hesitated and said, "That's right. After the Shadowbinder died, the headless body turned into a black shadow."

"The shadow hid in the shadows, followed the soldiers back to the Dreadhole Fort, and attacked and killed several soldiers that night."

"After that, the black shadow will attack the people in the castle from time to time."

"A few days ago, the black shadow disappeared inexplicably. Wells thought the curse had disappeared."

"Unexpectedly, the black shadow appeared again and directly took his life."

Speaking of which, Thorol showed no sadness at the lord's death.

There is only a strong sense of hatred that iron cannot become steel.

"So, Wells lied to me. He knew about the existence of shadow monsters from the beginning." Rega looked ugly.

Barbat knelt on the ground and begged: "He didn't mean to hide it. It is a serious crime to intercept passing merchant ships. I dare not..."

"Since he knew it was a serious crime, he shouldn't have taken the risk."

Rhaegar interrupted.

It seems that both brothers are idiots, it's just that one will die quickly if he is brave, and the other will take advantage of others if he is timid.

Rhaegar said indignantly: "The curse was caused by the crime of Dreadhole Castle and affected the entire Crab Claw Peninsula. This incident was enough to cut off Wells' head a dozen times."

"And you should think about how to eradicate the curse and make up for your mistakes."

"Should...should we report it to the king?"

The fat woman who had always been timid spoke up.

Rhaegar looked at Barbat and Thorol with an evil look.

Babat said immediately: "She is my brother's wife."

"Do you really want to report this?"

Rhaegar supported his chin with one hand and narrowed his eyes.

After running around for several days, Rhaegar was also tired of the trip to the peninsula.

But he was a bit unable to ask his father for help.

He thought that he, who controlled the glutton, could solve this trouble on his own.

This is his own adventure with Gluttony.

"Of course not. Wells made a big mistake and is not qualified to ask for help from the kingdom until we make up for our mistakes."