Game of Thrones: The Bronze and Fire Lord.

Chapter 113: Beheading with a Sword (Subscription Request)
There were already people in the hall.

"Aemon?"

Lanar was standing by the door and said in surprise, "It's really you who came."

She said she heard the roar of "Bronze Fury".

Dragons have different temperaments.

The bronze dragon under Aemon's crotch prefers to warn the world by roaring.

"You invited me, so of course I have to attend the appointment."

Aemon laughed.

At this time, Rhaenys finally got rid of her nephew and moved her shoulders as she walked.

"Your Highness, is the patrol going well?"

Someone came up to him with a respectful attitude.

Rhaenys replied, "Except for a certain young and energetic fellow, there were no pirates."

As the "fastest dragon", Melias is responsible for patrolling the Throat during every war.

"That's good."

The man bowed slightly and made way.

Aemon walked over to Lanar and observed the environment as usual.

There were not many people in the hall.

The key figures Sea Snake and Lannino were not there, but there were some familiar faces.

"Your Highness, long time no see."

The slick middle-aged man who had just asked Rhaenys a question bowed and greeted him in surprise.

He has sparse short silver-gold hair, shrewd green pupils, and a slightly overweight figure.

He looks to be around 30 or 40 years old.

Aemon saw the "red crabs scattered on a white background" family emblem on his chest and suddenly said, "Lord Bartimos, is Crab Island safe?"

He recognized the person.

Count Bartimos Celtigar of the Celtigar family of Crab Island.

A member of the Black Party Council during the "Dance of the Dragons" period of the original world. He was regarded as cold, honest, and smart, but he always did stupid things.

"It is an honor that you still remember me."

Bartimos appeared humble, with a gentle smile: "Everything is fine on Crab Island, and defeating the pirates of the Three Women's Kingdom will be even better."

Aemon nodded slightly.

At present, this person seems to be okay, not as bad as described in history books.

The last time the two met was apparently at a palace banquet.

"Well, you men can reminisce when you have time."

Rhaenys mixed a glass of red wine and said, "Laena, call your father and the others."

Lanar nodded obediently.

Time passed by minute by minute.

The big shots haven't arrived yet, but the little guys are showing up one after another.

"Prince."

Horton and others came over as soon as they got off the ship.

Boom!

The hall door was wide open, and a burst of dense footsteps were heard.

Eamon leaned against the wine cabinet and tasted the low-alcohol fruit wine produced by the "Uncrowned Queen".

As far as the eye can see.

Collis, dressed in a copper-foil suit and holding a scimitar at his waist, strode into the hall.

Behind him were cousins ​​of the Velaryon family.

On the left and right are her younger brother, Wymond Velaryon, Laenaer's fiancé and the son of the former Sea King of Bravs.

"Oh ho~"

Aemon took a sip of his wine and glanced at his good aunt beside him.

He seemed to understand what the other party was saying.

Rhaenys wiped the bottle without even looking at her nephew.

Aemon shook his head slightly, put down his glass and walked towards his vassal ministers.

the other side.

Bartimos went over and started chatting with Collis.

"Lord Corliss, when do you plan to start the war?"

Aemon came slowly towards him.

"As soon as possible, the pirates of the Three Women's Kingdom are becoming more and more rampant."

Corliss nodded solemnly and said, "House Velaryon is grateful to you for leading your army to help us."

"That's good. I don't want to bet on whether the uncle king will be angry."

Imon nodded, quite satisfied

No matter what the other person thinks, your surface efforts are very good.

Know that he is supporting, not merging with.

His army was much larger than the entire fleet of House Velaryon.

To take the lead in the war.

"It's you!?"

A blond young man stood out from the crowd and shouted excitedly.

"Quiet, Joffrey."

Another handsome young man with long silver-gold hair held him down and smiled apologetically at Aemon.

Aemon was stunned for a moment.

Isn’t this cousin Lannino and his gay lover “The Kissing Knight”?

What? You're still holding a grudge?

"Ignore them."

Collis spoke calmly and glanced back out of the corner of his eye, scaring the two young men into acting like quails.

Aemon tilted his head and said in amazement: "It's different when you have dragon blood. You can eat anything."

I don’t know whether my cousin practices swordplay or swallows swords.

"Dragon blood is a good thing, but it can also make people crazy."

Collis heard the sarcasm and said indifferently.

Yimon turned around immediately: "Aunt, he said that the Long family are all crazy."

Rhaenys paused as she wiped the bottle and glanced up at her husband.

They say the eyes are the windows to the soul.

Yimeng vaguely saw that what she wanted to express was: "Collis, don't be shameless."

So exciting!
"Cough cough."

As for Collis's tactics, he coughed to avoid his wife's cold eyes.

Bartimos took advantage of the situation and said, "Prince Aemon did this to fight against the pirates of the Three Women's Kingdom. Let's sit down and talk."

"it is good."

Collis waved his hand and the servants brought tables, chairs and benches.

"Your Highness, please!"

Bartimos found a seat next to Aemon.

It's obvious that he has his own little calculations.

Aemon said nothing and called a few vassals to sit down.

"Do you mind if I sit here?"

Lannar walked over slowly.

"I can't ask for it."

Eamon stood up and pulled out a chair, then pushed it forward once the other person sat down.

Very gentlemanly etiquette.

Collis sat on his driftwood throne and witnessed the scene.

The idea is clearly that a marriage between the two families would be more beneficial.

But when he really saw his daughter and Eamon together, he felt like a huge rock was pressing on his heart, and his already tanned face became even blacker than the bottom of a pot.

boom!
Some people were more dissatisfied than him and immediately slammed the table and stood up.

Harold, the son of the former King of the Sea of ​​Bluffs, had a livid face and glared at his fiancée who was talking and laughing with other men without saying a word to him.

The whole place fell silent.

Bartimos rolled his eyes and quietly moved away from His Royal Highness.

"I come……"

Lanar saw that things were not going well and wanted to stand up to smooth things over. "No need."

Aemon held her hand and stood up from his chair.

There is no way to resolve this peacefully.

If you want to stand firm on Chaotou Island, you have to pay a little price.

"Who are you!?"

Harold stood beside Lannino and other young knights and questioned them aggressively.

Some people wanted to hold him back, while others looked like they were watching a show.

My fiancée was stolen.

If you don't stand up now, the thing under your crotch can be cut off.

Swish!Swish!
As soon as the voice fell, Horton and others stood up suddenly and drew their swords.

The sword body emits a cold light, full of murderous aura.

Haro's expression changed slightly, and he subconsciously tightened the hilt of the sword.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

"Put away your swords. We are here to deal with pirates from the Three Women's Kingdom. How can we target a guest?"

Before Corlys could explode, Aemon signaled the bannermen to step back.

But the tone of his voice was quite sarcastic.

Harold heard the other party mocking him as a lost dog, his face turned pale and he asked again: "Who are you?"

The momentum has weakened significantly.

Aemon glanced at the long sword at the other's waist, which he dared not draw, and laughed dumbly: "I haven't seen you for a few years. Your temper has worsened a lot."

I didn't dare to touch the guy last time.

Harold frowned deeply, then gradually relaxed.

He remembered.

He was the fat kid who dared to throw a knife at him at the banquet when he first arrived at Chaotou Island.

It seems he is a prince of some kind.

"Oh it's you."

Haro heaved a sigh of relief and tried to keep his face: "I remember you. You are Lanar's cousin. Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

After saying that, he burst into awkward laughter.

He also looked at the people around him, indicating that they were relatives and it was normal to be intimate.

"You sit first."

Lannino couldn't bear to watch it and pulled his friend hard.

Unfortunately, it's too late.

"You're not entirely right."

Aemon didn't want to give up, and said slowly: "They are cousins, and the Faith of the Seven allows them to get married."

As soon as these words came out, Harold's face turned from sunny to cloudy.

"Are you angry?"

Aemon asked in a pretentious tone.

He looks just like a robber and bully who robs people's wives and daughters.

Collis sat at the head of the group, his face changing constantly and his knuckles clenched until they turned white.

A conflict at this time would be very detrimental to the family.

He glanced furtively at his wife.

As usual, Renis leaned against the wine cabinet, tasting the double-strength red wine carefully.

There was no emotion at all.

The pressure was put on Harlow, who was accumulating anger.

Looking at the kid who was once rude to him getting closer and closer, he felt the mocking looks from all around him and all kinds of ridicule seemed to ring in his ears.

It was just like the sarcasm and ridicule of those who refused his request for help after his father was assassinated.

He clenched the hilt of the sword and his breathing became heavy.

"You're angry, aren't you?"

Aemon smiled.

If that's not enough, add more fuel to the fire.

Suddenly he held Lannar's cheeks and kissed her rosy lips.

"Hmm~~"

Lanaer's beautiful eyes widened, completely unexpected.

Everyone present was stunned.

"enough!!"

Haro was filled with shock and anger, and shouted with red eyes: "You adulterous couple, you are betraying the gods."

He kicked the chair out of the way and drew the sword from his waist.

The golden handle of his sword rang with red gems of different sizes.

The tip of the sword was pointed at the two people who were kissing, and he wanted to chop them down immediately.

"Your fiancée is very moist."

Yimon's mouth curled up slightly, and he relaxed his blushing pretty face, wiping away a strand of water with his fingers.

"Asshole, you are a scum!"

Harlow felt humiliated and his features were distorted with jealousy.

"You want to duel me?"

Yimon spoke quickly, with a cold light in his eyes.

Without waiting for everyone to come to their senses, he rushed forward.

"you……"

Harold was startled and raised his golden sword high.

He suddenly woke up.

All the so-called provocations were directed at him from the beginning.

However, it was too late.

puff!
The silver-gray cold light disappeared in an instant, and the great head flew up into the air.

Harold felt a chill on his neck, and his sight suddenly focused on the hall door behind him.

"what!!"

Lannino cried out in surprise and pulled his lover back.

It's late again.

A head fell to the ground with a thud, and blood spurted out like a fountain, splashing all over them.

Causing screams and shouts from people around.

The opposite of a corpse.

Aemon's eyes were restrained, and he held the clan sword "Sorrow" in his hand, maintaining the posture of swinging the sword.

The speed of the action is so swift that it makes people feel terrified.

"Come quickly, disarm his weapon!"

Someone shouted.

An atmosphere of fear filled the air as a team of guards rushed in from outside the hall.

"No need."

Aemon remained calm, pressing down the cross-shaped clan sword "Sorrow" in his hand and wiping the blood off the corpse's clothes.

His purpose has been achieved.

"Aemon Targaryen, you are so brave!"

Collis's expression completely changed. He stood up and angrily shouted: "You killed my guest. You violated the guest etiquette."

If a guest is murdered in his own castle, both the host and the murderer will be cursed.

Moreover, the victim was killed in public.

"Lord Corliss, are you deaf with your age?"

Aemon held the sword with both hands and said calmly, "He just agreed to duel with me for your daughter."

The duel is an ancient tradition second only to trial by combat.

If you kill, just kill.

"You are forcing me!"

Collis was furious and never expected that the other party would dare to kill someone in public.

He is Chaotou Island's nominal future son-in-law.

"He drew his sword."

Aemon looked at Lanaar who was covering her lips, with a smile on his face. "Unless he is a coward without balls, he can't even keep his fiancée."

(End of this chapter)