Ice and Fire: Reign of the Dragon.

Chapter 51 Blood Oath Brothers

"Who of you will come first?" Aslan Longdel asked expressionlessly, looking at the two princes in the field.

Jacaerys swallowed his saliva. He had seen Aslan charging with the Lion King in his hand on the battlefield. The young man in front of him was not very old, but his martial arts skills were already quite superb.

Hoffa the Law-Bearer, who was standing nearby, threw the wooden sword to Jakaris with a cold face. The boy caught the wooden sword steadily and made a sword flower, staring at Aslan's steps.

"Start." Hoffa raised the wooden gun and pressed it hard.

Aslan moved and came forward with the wooden sword. Jacaerys raised his sword to block and barely blocked Aslan's first sword. The second sword followed closely, and the third sword was fast and fierce. Aslan's sword never hit the same place again. Jacaerys soon couldn't resist.

Aslan's wooden sword deflected Jacaerys' sword and struck the boy hard on the waist. The boy groaned in pain, but still stood firm and slashed at Aslan, who had not yet retracted his sword.

Touch, touch.

The first sound was when Aslan raised his hand and grabbed Jacaerys' sword hand, and the second sound was when Aslan drew back the wooden sword and stabbed Jacaerys in the chest.

Luthris clenched his fists, and sweat soaked his palms. "Don't worry." Valar put his hand on his young servant's shoulder. "Aslan knows his limits."

Jacaerys struggled hard and pulled his hand out of Aslan's hand. He endured the pain and changed the wooden sword, trying to attack Aslan's exposed armpit, but it was blocked steadily.

"Chipmunk, if you want others to recognize you, you have to show some ability." Aslan hit Jacaerys on the back with his sword again. "The dark-haired Valyrian dragon king? If you didn't have a dragon, I'm afraid rumors would have been flying all over the sky."

Jakaris did not respond to Aslan's words, but continued to try to break Aslan's defense.

"Fool, watch my steps." Aslan hit Jacaerys' wrist with his sword, but the little prince still held on to the sword. He took advantage of Aslan's open space and punched Aslan in the chest, making him stagger. "That's better."

Aslan smiled. "That's a good idea. Come on, beat me and show these guys your ability."

The wooden swords collided continuously, sawdust flew everywhere, and Jacaerys endured the pain of being hit many times and looked for Aslan's weakness.

found it.

Jacaerys used all his strength to hold the sword with both hands, and finally, after being hit on the shoulder again, he seized Aslan's weakness and swung the sword hard.

Both wooden swords fell out of his hands, and Jacaerys raised his head and slammed into Aslan.

The two young men fell to the ground and started fighting with their bare hands on the relatively flat ground.

"Okay!" Aslan raised his arm to block Jakaris's fist, then stood up and pinned Jakaris down. "Your Highness asked me to tell you that only you have the ability to stop rumors."

Before he finished speaking, Jacaerys's headbutt landed on Aslan's chest again, and the two exchanged positions again. "I know I'm different from them. I only have my mother, brothers and dragons to rely on." The boy gritted his teeth and said.

"What's the big deal?" Aslan struggled and pressed Jacaerys under him again. "Lynn is a bastard, Sebastian, Amos and Hoffa have all been slaves, and although I and Tigaro are Valyrians, uh, more Valyrians than you, we don't have dragons." He punched Jacaerys's arm that was protecting his head, and Xiaojie took the opportunity to grab his arm and pulled him aside. The two of them were entangled like this.

"As long as you are strong enough and capable enough, all the rumors are just rumors."

Longzel and Damon, who were walking over from the Silver Blood Tower, saw this scene.

"You have a group of young, but excellent subordinates." Daemon paused.

Longzel watched for a long time without being able to tell who was winning. Of course, the main reason was that neither side was willing to kill. Well, Jakaris couldn't kill either. He was suppressed by Aslan the whole time, and he only managed to hold on until now because of his stubbornness.

"Xiao Jie is pretty good." Longzel looked at Damon who looked pleased. "Even I had to work hard to deal with Aslan."

"I can see that." Damon was eager to try, but out of his knight's pride, he resisted the urge to rush up and fight.

"Don't worry, cousin." Long Zeer said with a smile, "I will hold a martial arts competition when the Summer Hall is completed. You must come and show up then."

"Of course." Damon looked at the two gray men who were still tangling with each other on the field. "I will have to bother you, the host, more when the time comes."

"It's my pleasure."

"Aslan, the time is up." Hoffa suddenly stretched out his spear and pushed the two men apart. "Prince Jakaris has held out long enough under your hands." The serious young man showed a rare expression. "If you approve, he has passed your test?"

"I thought he was dead after that blow." Aslan got up, wiped his face, and pulled Jacaerys up from the ground. "I didn't expect him to hold on until now. Good, boy, you have some skills."

"Thank you for your teaching."

"Hahahaha, teaching, teaching bullshit." Aslan patted Jakaris's shoulder vigorously. "That's because you are tough." He looked at Lusiris who was shaking a little nervously. "Who will test our big chipmunk next?"

Through Rey, this nickname has spread throughout Longzel's circle of close ministers. Except for the serious Hoffa, these young people like to call Lusiris this way. Lusiris only verbally disagrees, but has actually accepted this nickname.

"Don't look at me." Adams, who was about the same age as Lusiris, waved his hand. "With my martial arts skills, my brother can beat me down with one hand." He looked at the others. Sebastian Zhayan replaced Aslan and went to the front line in Dorne. The rest of the people were either as good as Adams or much better in martial arts, there was no suspense. "Let me do it." The Dothraki boy Ago stood up and took a wooden arakh from the weapon rack. "Big chipmunk, as long as you can last fifteen rounds under my hands, I will represent their recognition of your ability."

Lei Yi curled his lips and whispered in Lusiris's ear: "Learn from Xiaojie. Ago's sword is not heavy. Just stand it."

Lusiris nodded heavily and walked onto the flat ground with the wooden sword in hand.

"Ago, that's enough, start." Hoffa raised his spear, indicating that the fight could begin.

Aggo rushed forward, and before Lusiris could raise his sword, he was slashed on the neck. "Be careful, if this was a real sword, your head would have been gone."

Luciris, who was almost suffocated by the attack, tilted his body, but did not fall down. Instead, he used his legs and whole body to chop towards Ago's waist.

"Not bad." Agathon dodged Luthris's sword and pressed his scimitar down, colliding with the wooden sword. "Have some brains in a fight."

Then he chopped Lusiris's left arm again. "Watch the enemy's sword carefully, or the next one will be your sword arm."

Lusris struggled to block Ago's torrential attacks. His chest, arms and shoulders were all hit by the wooden sword. The severe pain almost made Xiaolu's eyes go black.

"Come on, Xiaolu!" Prince Jakaris shouted loudly, "Come on!" Regardless of the dust on his face.

"Big Chipmunk, I'm betting on you. If you lose, both of our pocket money will be gone."

Rei also shouted, and was then punished by Longzel's glare.

The last knife stopped just before it hit Lusiris's head.

It wasn't that Ago showed mercy, but that Luciris finally raised his sword in the last move and blocked Ago's knife.

"Ago, you come and confirm the results." Hoffa swung his spear, separating the two men.

"Prince, I acknowledge your tenacity, but your martial arts still need to be improved." Ago smiled and brushed the dust off Lusris' body.

Dust and sweat mixed together, like mud, covering the bodies and faces of several young men.

Looking at the young men in the courtyard, Longzier formally introduced them to Daemon. "They have a common identity in the Vareses family." Longzier said, "They are my blood-sworn brothers, just like the blood guards of the Dothraki. I regard them as close brothers, and they regard me as a brother who is worthy of entrusting everything to them."

Damon looked at these young men and had something to say, but in the end he couldn't say it.

After enjoying the mutton, the bloodworms carried Daemon to the north. Looking at the place where the blood-red dragon disappeared, Longzel walked up to Jacaris who was about to take a bath.

"Xiao Jie, your Womax can now carry people to fly."

Jacaerys nodded. "It has grown a little faster since arriving in Dragon's Nest, but it still can't fly long distances."

"Okay." Longzel nodded. "We're going to some noble castles later, you have to be prepared."

"Yes, my lord."

Squire Jakaris said.

The camp at Summerhall.

Diana Tully was checking the accounts. She was now assisting the accountant brought by Longzel with the financial work.

The girl was very satisfied with this job. At least it was very free and in line with her hobbies.

"Miss, here's a letter from the Earl." After reconciling with her father, Diana accepted the knights her father sent to protect her and Alan. These knights are also working on this large construction site.

"Just put it here."

After settling the last bill, Diana opened the letter and read its contents carefully.

The moment she saw Lord Tully say that she was recommended as Longzel's marriage partner.

The girl's face turned red all of a sudden.

Second update check-in, I will update earlier today, and I will try to finish the drawing of Dragon Nest City tomorrow.

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