Ice and Fire: Reign of the Dragon.

Chapter 356: Dragon Knight's Tournament
The dragon's roar silenced the crowd.

Mei Geng looked towards the direction of Dragon Nest City with a look of despair.

The mountain was moving. The color of Bronze Fury Wormisor was similar to the red mountains that lacked vegetation. In addition, its size was so huge that at first glance, it looked like a mountain next to Dragon's Nest City.

But at this time, the mountain moved.

A mountain with scaly armor and protruding bone spurs was slowly rising into the sky. Even from where Maegon and the others were, they could still see the hugeness of the mountain. Behind the mountain was a long mountain range that looked like it was made of huge rocks.

It was not until Womithor opened his bloody mouth that was flashing with a dim golden light that people vaguely realized that it was a real dragon.

A dragon even bigger than the Black Death and Vhagar of those days.

Even in the days of Old Valyria, Wormithor's size would have been considered a giant dragon that could have been placed in a front row.

Igor lay on the dragon saddle, holding the hand guard tightly. As an old dragon, there were no reins that could penetrate into the scales of Wormisol for the rider to use. The rider could only rely on the hand guard.

"take off!"

Igor had practiced the standard High Valyrian commands in his mind countless times. Ever since he made up his mind that year, he had been fully prepared for this day.

Womisol's wish was conveyed to the boy's heart.

It had never been so clear before. He seemed to be able to hear the dragon's heartbeat. The dragon's vision seemed to appear before his eyes. He seemed to be able to hear the dragon's whispers in its heart.

It was remembering Longzel and its riders.

Jaehaerys was a not-so-peaceful rider, gentle on the surface but actually hot-tempered. Vormithor and Jaehaerys influenced each other and made them the largest and strongest dragons they are today. But Jaehaerys never rode Vormithor to participate in dragon battles, which was the only regret of this aggressive dragon.

Longzier. Rather than a companion or rider, Wormithor viewed him more like a master. Longzier was not a replica of Jaehaerys. He was more willing to listen to the dragon's mumblings - even if they did not form a fluent language. More importantly, Wormithor had fought more than one dragon battle under Longzier's leadership.

The most exciting moment for Vomithor was when he shot down Vhagar.

I wonder if you can satisfy Wormithor, young heir?

The dragon spread its wings. Wormisol no longer had the swiftness and speed of his youth. Even opening his wings was a little slow, but this did not affect the dragon's momentum when it took off. It was like a mountain rising from the ground and soaring into the sky.

Igor tried to maintain his balance. He remembered the dragon taming method Longzel had taught him. To achieve the best results, it was best to directly contact the dragon without a dragon saddle. This was also the method they used to tame Womisol and Silver Wing. However, for a large dragon like this, a dragon saddle was a necessity.

He must rely on himself to continue riding the dragon until he has fully established a connection with Vermithor.

“Baby. Tastes interesting don't be disappointed”

The roar of Bronze Fury sounded in the boy's heart. Igor buried his head in the dragon saddle and held his breath. He would not relax until the connection with Wormisol was close. This also meant that the connection between him and Wormisol would reach the level of Longzel and Wormisol - this was his grandfather's request.

Womisoel flew over the banquet site, but instead of flying to the Summer Hall, he turned awkwardly and flew back towards Dragon's Nest.

Dragon's Nest City, Dragon's Cave Tower.

Lingol put down his hand with some regret: "Womisol is old"

"But it is still the most terrifying dragon in the world." Jacaerys said calmly: "It seems that most of the Targaryen family are calm. Brother, what father said is right. With Vareses so powerful today, the Targaryens can only accept the status quo and follow our pace."

The Tyrosh governor sighed and said, "If Aegon hadn't been so anxious, perhaps the situation the royal family would have to face would have been much better."

Ringol nodded and admitted this. Indeed, if Aegon had not been so anxious, the pit he left for his heir would not have been so obvious. If he had not been eager to make achievements, Aegon III's gold dragon would not have become a well-known bad currency, causing King's Landing to face serious financial problems - although it was temporarily alleviated, if Aegon still did not open the vault, the problem would still erupt at any time. The bastard dragon knights were also a huge pit. What exactly are they?
Aegon would eventually resolve this issue.

To be honest, it is foreseeable that the Targaryens will become the Vareses Targaryens, or the Targaryens Vareses in a few decades, the only difference will be where Varese is.

And whether Targaryens still exist.

If it were Aemon, Daeron, Baelor and others, they could accept the former, after all, the Targaryens still existed and were still the masters of the Iron Throne, but Aegon could not accept it.

Then naturally problems arise.

Igor and his men took advantage of this and continued to guide Aegon towards the abyss that Vareses could control.

Sooner or later, Aegon's anxiety will make the things he worries about become reality.

Banquet scene.

Watching the giant dragon that covered the sky and the sun passing by the scene.

Megen no longer had the energy to continue scolding his child. He grabbed Lei Huojia's collar and finally whispered, "Smelly boy, are you satisfied now?"

Ilion looked at the two boys with eyes filled with disgust, and at this moment he actually felt that his incompetent son was particularly lovable.

At least Wallis is honest and doesn't cause trouble.

Lei Huoga didn't know what to say. He just wanted to have a good time, but when he saw Womisol really take off, he regretted it so much.

The illegitimate dragon knights, on the other hand, were quite calm.

After all, they really did their job well.

Aegor looked at Wormithor who flew back to Dragon's Nest with burning eyes, and secretly confronted Daemon.

Then Damon held his hand again.

Aegor understood the look in Daemon's eyes.

Don't even think about it. You can't beat him. Even if Korakshuu and the Sheep Thief come together, they can't beat him. They are both dragon riders in training and they don't have enough experience with dragons. And Vermisor is not only huge, but also experienced in battle. Igor knew from the look in the eyes of these Varezes that this young master must have received complete training so that he can build up his fighting power as soon as he inherits Vermisor.

In the end, it was Sebastian who broke the deadlock.

"Prince Rehogar, you have offended Varese, but Varese and Targaryen are uncle and nephew. There is no reason for the family to destroy the peace between our two families."

The young third eldest brother looked at the Targaryens expressionlessly.

"Isn't the most urgent task now to let the princes witness the power of the Dragon King?"

He pointed to the arena. According to the original plan, the dragon riders would demonstrate the power of dragons tomorrow.

This is the so-called dragon knight tournament.

"Isn't it? Everyone."

(End of this chapter)