Ice and Fire: Reign of the Dragon.

Chapter 302 Lingol, look at your son, then look at yourself

Dragon's Nest City.

The firefly happily flew around the familiar mountain city several times before it flew towards the familiar dragon's lair with a cry.

Another familiar scene.

The gray-black dragon slowly crawled into the increasingly spacious dragon cave, its tentacles swaying slightly in the air, as if greeting the dragons that had crawled out of their caves and were looking around.

The young dragons retracted their heads, but a few older dragons were quite enthusiastic. Shadow Nightmare made an unpleasant sound, and Huo Huo responded with an even more unpleasant cry.

Then he was punished by the sweet voice of Xingge. The black dragon stretched his neck from his cave and made a sound like a song.

"Tentacle. Skeleton, quiet bronze rest"

As if it understood what Xingge meant, Yingyan retreated uninterested. However, Chenxi enthusiastically crawled out of the cave that Xingge had dug for them and signaled Huohuo to come over.

The fire also jumped up happily and went into the cave that had been expanded countless times.

Cendros and Silver Wing drove Moon Dance into the dragon's lair and only stopped after they found a suitable cave.

Twin Towers.

Igor looked at the giant dragons flying back one after another, smiled, and continued to look at the bill handed over by the squire. He had just been knighted by his grandfather this year, and now he had his own squire to be responsible for - the son of Regen Kaon.

The wedding of Daenerys and Basilone will be held in half a month. As the first member of the third generation of Varese to hold a wedding and the eldest granddaughter of Longzel, Daenerys has no requirements for her wedding, but her status determines that the demands for the wedding will not be low.

What's more, nobles from all over the country will be invited, and the king will also visit on a dragon to send his blessings to the bride and groom.

Therefore, whether this matter can be handled well also represents whether Igor's ability can be truly recognized by Longzel.

"Uncle Dan is leaving?"

Igor suddenly said something out of the blue.

"No, do you really want me to leave?" Dan's voice came from outside. After trimming his messy hair and changing into clean clothes, Dan glanced at what Damion was doing and walked leisurely into the hall that originally belonged to Ringol and sat down at the table skillfully.

"I will leave after Daenerys finishes making trouble in the bridal chamber." Dan smiled bitterly and picked up a grape from Igor's plate. Dan was never polite to his younger generation. "Do you need my help?"

Igor shook his head: "Don't bother you, uncle. Where is Beile?"

"Baile will stay until Daenerys finishes her wedding night." Dan felt that his nephew was not as interesting as when he was a child. He got down from the table with some boredom and sat on a chair beside him. He sighed, "This child has grown up. He doesn't want to stay in the center of the dispute. He would rather go to the unknown land with me to contact the descendants of the Dawn Age."

"Uncle, remember to ask grandfather for a magical blessing, or you can go to Yasha first."

Igor picked up the pen, made a few strokes on the bill, and continued, "If I remember correctly, the children of the River Rhoan, the old man in the river, now live in the Sad Territory ruled by the Shroud King. It is the hardest hit area by the grayscale disease."

"We encountered an area similar to the Sad Territory in Sothoryos," Dan sighed. "We lost three lives there."

"Uncle, has the pension arrived?"

Dan nodded: "Don't worry about that."

Igor continued to look at the bills. Daenerys' wedding will be held in the Great Sept of Seven Dragons in Summerhall. There will be a grand parade and a grand banquet. Everything will cost money and everything will be prepared in advance.

It also requires adaptability.

The Seven Gods and the ancestors are above, it is indeed difficult, but it is not too complicated for Igor.

"I haven't seen you for a few years. Where is the little liar back then?" Dan sighed and said, "Father often said that among his sons, my eldest brother is rigid, Jie is brainless, I am smart but casual, Lei is honest and naive, and you are the smartest boy in the family."

"Now I can be a little liar." Igor smiled slyly, "But this is my sister's lifelong event, I dare not neglect it in the slightest."

"What are you going to do?" Igor shook his head: "Keep it secret until everything is settled."

"You won't even tell me?"

Igor raised his eyebrows and said, "I will tell you about your mission later. As for the rest, by the way, uncle, I saw the letter you sent back in grandpa's study. Why are you so late?"

Dan smiled wryly at his nephew who tried to change the subject.

This boy is really slippery.

"Moon Dancer needs training, otherwise an unruly wild dragon will cause a huge disaster." Dan did not ask Igor about his arrangements any more. He believed that his nephew could be meticulous in every detail. "And we need to continue exploring places we cannot go deep into. The Striped People tribe helped a lot. We collected stone tablets with patterns from Yilin and several black stone cities in the south of Yilin."

He shook his head helplessly.

"Unfortunately, I can't read it. I can't find any records of the city that Queen Mother Benilla visited."

"I see. Thank you, uncle."

"Why are you being so polite to me? Do you really not need my help?"

Dan quipped.

"No, but I may need your help to watch over His Majesty the King." Igor raised his head and said, "His Majesty the King has not restrained his temper in the past two years. Although the nobles don't care much about such things, after all, under the roof of the family, it is better to avoid unpleasant things if possible."

"I understand. Anything else?"

"Damien and Osiris are ready to tame the dragons," Igor said with a smile.

He planned to have two brand new dragon riders as a surprise to kick off his sister's wedding.

"That brat Damion." Dan was a little angry when his son was mentioned. "Why did he become obsessed with necromancy? He must be aware of how much damage it would do to his reputation. By the way, which dragon did he choose?"

"Shayel. He and Shayel hit it off the first time he went to the Dragon's Lair."

"That dragon that's weirder than a fire?"

Igor nodded. "Shayel's dragon flame is the most special among all the dragons recorded. Igarath's flame is the most intense, but it is still flame after all. However, Shayel's dragon flame carries poisonous gas. Because of this, its cave in the dragon's lair is relatively remote."

Dan covered his head, what was going on?

"Damien is fine." Igor comforted his uncle: "The necromancy he is obsessed with is ultimately a part of medicine. A true necromancer in this world also needs talent, and it's obvious, Damien."

"He didn't," Dan said helplessly, "Luckily he didn't."

Silver Blood Tower.

Looking at the preliminary plan sent by Igor, Lingol felt quite ashamed.

He didn't expect that his son had even planned out the positions for each visiting noble and the different response measures for emergencies.

"Father, I really couldn't do what he did when I was his age." Lingol said bitterly.

Longzel smiled without saying anything, just looking at his eldest son.

"It's good to know."

The old father joked with a smile.

(End of this chapter)