Ice and Fire: Reign of the Dragon.

Chapter 292: Drinking Buddies and Lovers
Not right, not right.

The bachelor just felt that there were huge problems with the education he had received over the years. After the fall of the Citadel of Hightower, the new Citadel was not so averse to magic, or rather, it treated magic with a particularly awkward attitude. Doctors of mysticism could give public lectures and could even restore many magics recorded in ancient books.

Although it is not as powerful as described in ancient books.

But a series of recent events have indeed made the bachelor feel that what he has learned has been impacted.

Oily black stone.
The bachelor silently reviewed in his mind what had happened during the month deep in the jungle. With the protection of the giant dragon and the magic of Longzel, they had actually never experienced the suffering that the Rhoyna refugees had experienced as recorded in the records, where most of them were killed by poisonous snakes and beasts, miasma, humidity and heat.

But there are some things that even magic cannot seem to solve.

Just like the strange voice that echoed in everyone's mind after they left Gada Guga's tribe, passed Yimen Tower, and headed towards Yilin. The scholar thought he had mastered various languages ​​west of the Skeleton Mountains, but he still couldn't tell what he heard.

The first to hear the strange sound were several Silver Blood soldiers from Summerhall. They were all immigrants from Volantis more than fifty years ago, with Valyrian blood flowing in their veins. According to the Silver Blood's discipline, these veterans reported to Dan the moment they heard the strange sound, but for some reason, it seemed that all impressions of the strange sound were erased from the maester's memory. The veterans who first heard the strange sound were the ones in the best condition after approaching Yilin.

Then there were the soldiers from all over the place, and him, a man from the Reach. Although the maester had sworn off his noble family name, he was still very proud of his bloodline. It was said that both his paternal and maternal bloodlines could be traced back to Garth Greenhand. But Greenhand's bloodline did not protect him.

On the contrary, when he recalled the blank memory of being tortured by the strange sound, the maester and the veterans who withdrew from the battlefield looked at each other in horror.

They completely forgot the time they were tortured by the strange sound, and Dan and Belle, who seemed to be unaffected, probably had no memory of hearing the strange sound at all.
The bachelor suddenly had a horrible guess. He forced himself to change his mind and continued to sort out the timeline. When the scaly lizard carrying the black stone was burned to death by dragon flames, they were freed from the influence of the strange sound.

and many more.

Black stone?

Oily black stone.

The bachelor finally pinpointed the key to the problem.

The dragon flame gradually died down, the battle was over, and Yuewu did not resist the guidance of other dragons like a normal wild dragon, but obediently followed the two dragons to land.

Dan climbed down from the dragon saddle and walked towards his team with a heavy face.

"Uncle. We"

"We have to leave immediately." Dan and the bachelor spoke almost at the same time.

"Your Highness, we cannot go to Yilin."

The maester looked at Dan in some surprise, but continued with his suggestion.

Before he finished speaking, the three dragons let out urgent cries almost at the same time.

"I know."

Dan said seriously.

King's Landing, Black Palace.

The palace, which had been vacant for a long time, was brightly lit again. Longzel drained the pond in the courtyard, placed the best charcoal and fruit wood, and roasted the fat cattle, geese, ducks and lambs bought from the suburbs over the blazing flames. On each long table, there was a roasted suckling pig holding an apple, being cut with a knife and fork. The guests walked between the long tables and casually picked up the food they liked.

Large barrels of golden wine, red wine, strong beer, silver wine, and mead were piled in the corners of the courtyard, and copper taps kept providing guests with ample drinks.

On the second floor, Igor looked at the excitement on the first floor expressionlessly. He saw his grandfather twirling his wine glass with a smile, and he also saw the nobles with different expressions as they drank.

The boy slowly considered the people downstairs in his mind.

The nobles from the West Riverlands, the North, and the Borderlands were the most harmonious and seemed to be enjoying a banquet. Wearing masks and purple court dresses, Serena and her husband Orion also loved to chat in the seats where those people were. He saw the sturdy Earl Manderly climbed onto the table, holding a leg of lamb to fight with the drunken Lord Frey. Earl Benjiko and Rhaegon Kaon watched the chaos with a smile, the elderly Duke Kermit and Earl Dondarrion lay beside them and slept soundly, while Earl Tully and Bisbury raised their glasses and pulled Earl Rowan, Earl Merryweather, and Ser Leo Tyrell to drink, and even played guessing games.

They even got Dagon Greyjoy and the guys from the Iron Islands in tow, and the skinny young man was even doing a finger dance for Lady Mormont of Bear Island.

Nobles in other regions were a little less relaxed.

Lord Jon Bolton had been trying to find an opportunity to talk to Lord Domeric Bolton, but the one who responded to him was a drunk old man. Ser Tallis Lannister wanted to talk to Lord Rowland Clinton, but they were too far apart, so he had to give up.

Among the nobles in the conquered land, only Oscar Tully was the most relaxed.

Igor looked at the chaos on the first floor calmly.

His father Ringol raised his cup and joined the rejoicing of Rhaegon Khawn and Lord Elarion Hoth, old friends whom he had not seen for some time.

Grandfather was talking to Aslan Rondel and Hoffa the Lawbreaker, who had retired long ago, and even Great-Uncle Rey joined in.

But these are not the questions Igor should think about.

A simple network of relationships has taken shape in the boy's mind - the true sphere of influence of the Varese family.

The young man laughed softly and took a sip of the fruit wine in his hand. Just as he was about to turn around, he heard a somewhat flustered male voice.

The voice is gentle and familiar.

"Basilone? What is he doing here?" Igor put down his wine glass curiously and tiptoed towards the place where the sound came from.

The open-air bathroom on the second floor.

The sound became clear, and the moment he could hear the content of the conversation, Igor was immediately happy.

"Daenerys, it shouldn't be like this."

Basilone's tearful voice came from the steamy bathroom.

"Stop talking nonsense. This isn't the first time." Daenerys' voice followed. "Or do you have to let me carry you into the bridal chamber before you let me see how strong the direwolves in the north are?"

Before the voice fell, Daenerys's hearty laughter was heard, and there was also a strange sound that made Igor's face blush.

"Just kidding, Basilone. I remember you had to represent your father and eldest brother. Why aren't you down there with them?"

Basilone's voice rang out again.

"They don't need me anymore." Basilone said confidently: "Dany, the North will never forget the silver dragon's assistance to the North."

(End of this chapter)