Ice and Fire: Reign of the Dragon.

Chapter 335 The Prince and the Bastard
"It seems that Benson Longxin is indeed an extremely cautious person."

Upon hearing that Benson had rejected their invitation, Igor's first reaction was to praise him, which made Damion, who was obsessed with a corpse, a little overwhelmed.

"Igor, aren't these illegitimate dragon knights important?"

Damion spoke as he worked his way up the ladder, using a sharp Valyrian steel knife to slowly slice open the skin of the malformed corpse he had brought from the ruins of High Gothos.

Time has taken away the original liquid and a considerable amount of contents in the corpse, but many things are still left behind, such as the deformations and scales left over from previous blood magic experiments, the protruding keratin and tumors on the shriveled face, and the body that has not decayed after hundreds of years. These are all huge treasures for Damion, who is obsessed with necromancy.

"Understanding their personalities is more important than confronting them face to face." Igor restrained his confidence and calmly walked to Damion's side, speaking earnestly. He looked at the body that Dan and Baelor brought back. He continued, "For us, understanding their personalities and backgrounds is no less important than winning them over. Garin stands on our side not just because we helped him, but because he is a man who is keen on weighing the pros and cons and thinking twice before acting. Garin has a thorough understanding of many things, and he is well aware of Targaryen's weakness, which is why he stands on our side."

"What about the others?"

Damion carefully looked over the cut, then cut off a piece of semi-petrified scale, placing it on the candlestick beside him to carefully distinguish the texture of the scale.

"Gailins, may the gods bless him." Igor sighed, "He was a rider of Gerorion, but he had never ridden a dragon for even a day. The maester who treated him came from the Citadel of Silver Crown City. Jade Orinth almost destroyed half of his body, and even Gerorion was seriously injured. If he hadn't tamed the dragon, I'm afraid he would have died long ago."

"If I can"

"Shut up." Igor interrupted Damion's wild thoughts neatly: "Suppress your unrealistic thoughts."

Damion shrugged, his attention once again drawn to the scale. Goltsos was destroyed by the Red Death caused by blood magic experiments. It was said that many terminal diseases including greyscale were spreading among the ruins of the city.

But the scales on this relatively intact body did not look like signs of greyscale.

It looks more like real scales.

This is much more interesting than ordinary necromancy.

Even Igor focused on these scales. Although he was a dream walker with a dragon dream, he was not a great wizard like his grandfather Longzel, and his knowledge of necromancy was only at the level of understanding. He was not even an enthusiast like his brothers.

"Igor, I think this corpse is very interesting." Damion changed the subject with great interest: "Look, don't these scales look like they grew directly from the flesh and blood, rather than a mutation like grayscale. No, this matter should be made known to grandfather. He is the most powerful blood wizard in the world, and he must know what kind of experiments this corpse has been subjected to."

Damion looked at Igor excitedly, but he didn't notice the expression on Dan's face who had just come in.

However, Igor noticed Dan's serious expression. He comforted his brother softly, and while Dan was focusing his energy on analyzing other symptoms on the corpse, he quietly walked to Dan's side.

"This kid's guess is correct." Dan whispered, "If we can get father's support, we can be sure that this corpse is the product of the blood witches of Gothos trying to restore the original process of the birth of a tamable dragon."

Igor's expression also turned serious.

The solemnity of the Varese family surrounding a corpse that no one noticed was somewhat out of tune with the lively and happy daily life of King's Landing.

Although King Aegon was absurd, he was also a rare economic genius in the Targaryen family. He successfully increased the royal family's income without adding much burden to the citizens of King's Landing, and stabilized the prices of King's Landing. The wealthy royal family also had sufficient funds to continue the King's Landing renovation project that lasted for decades, and even to meet the king's personal needs - of course, the latter was the main thing. After King Aegon was unable to be absurd, he loved luxury goods, spirits and food even more. It actually led to an increase in the income of many craftsmen in King's Landing. Although these people would complain about Aegon's absurdity, they would also be grateful for him bringing gold dragons. Therefore, King Aegon's reputation has always been in a wonderful state.

Those who dislike him can't say they hate him, and those who like him can't say they love him.

"Look, Iger, this is the difference in treatment between a bastard and a prince." Gaimon put his hands in his pockets and looked helplessly at Iger who had just sent the sheep into the dragon's lair.

Iger looked at the team heading towards the Black Palace indifferently.

Even when the dragon was about to be tamed, Baoyun did not return to the dragon's lair. It was only after the crown prince met the king that he went to the Black Palace with the crown prince's ceremonial guard.

The long team was composed of the Crown Prince's Dragonstone knights and the White Cloaks under the Kingsguard. After Aegon's bastard son was burned to death by dragon fire, the vacancy in the Kingsguard had not been filled.

Despite repeated requests from the elderly Garin Dinwater, Aegon did not fill the void.

Until this time, Gaimon could no longer escape. As one of the few remaining illegitimate children of Aegon, it was obvious that this military position that was by the king's side and protected the king's safety could only be reserved for him.

"The sheep thieves have eaten 223 of my sheep." Aegor said, "But you, Gaimon, are you ready to put on the white robe?"

"I would rather run away, but where can I run to?" Gaimon no longer looked at the long team, nor did he look at Haiyan, Womax and the White Queen who were crawling out of the dragon's lair.

Seven Gods, when these illegitimate sons were taming dragons, the royal dragon riders watched them being hunted by the dragons one by one. But when the prince was taming the dragon, not only were the royal dragon riders protecting them, but it was said that two dragon riders from the Varese family and Prince Baelor were also there.

If you are not clear about your own identity, you will probably really be unbalanced.

"Let's take it one step at a time, Iger. If you tame the sheep thief, remember to help your brothers at the critical moment." Gaimon leaned on Iger with a sad face.

Iger smiled and pushed him away: "I'll give you my good words."

"By the way, tomorrow, our last brother who we have never met will also come to participate in the dragon training. I heard that Princess Serena will ride the most beautiful dragon and take him to King's Landing."

Iger's eyes suddenly became sharp.

As a son of the Brackens, he had a natural dislike for crows.

Unfortunately.

Brynden Silverblood, also a crow.

(End of this chapter)