Game of Thrones: The Bronze and Fire Lord.

Chapter 147: Raid on Eagle's Nest

Oops, not welcome.

Aemon couldn't help but laugh and left the team and walked to the front.

Don’t you just love watching it?

Then let them see it clearly.

Jenny smiled faintly and politely entertained Rainiera and others, ignoring this.

The people of the Vale are just as xenophobic as those of the North.

Lanar's eyes flickered and she winked at her brother.

Lannino received the order and went after his little cousin.

Unexpectedly, Iemon waved his hand and drove him back into the group of women.

No help was needed in the halls of the Eyrie.

Looking around, the nobles in the valley were silent and looked unfriendly.

"Look at you!!"

Yimon said something shocking, raised his hand and pointed in a circle: "Have you sheep been frightened into silence by seeing the crown prince and the prince?"

boom!
Someone immediately slammed the table and shouted angrily, "Arrogant!"

Not only is it a blatant personal attack, but he also brought up the old sheep joke.

Tolerable or unbearable.

One sentence instantly ignited the anger of everyone present.

There was the sound of swords being drawn, and a large group of valley nobles and knights stood up.

The scene was intimidating, but His Royal Highness was not easily frightened.

"Just you?"

There was a gleam of amusement in Aemon's eyes as he stared at a round table where no one was moving.

A dozen people sat around a table, unusually calm.

The sturdy man in the lead wore a clan emblem of "three black ravens on a white background, each holding a blood-red heart in their claws."

Aemon became interested.

There are many nobles of all sizes in the valley, but only a few can be ranked high.

The Royce family of Runestone City has always been one of the most powerful vassals under the Arryn family.

The only old noble family that can rival them is the Corbray family of "Xinsu City".

The family believed in the Seven Gods and produced many outstanding knights.

What a great material for making an example of someone else.

Facing Lord Orion Corbray's gaze, Aemon walked over step by step, his smile faded: "Corbray, are you deaf?"

"You're rude."

Orion couldn't stand it anymore and stood up suddenly.

The Earl was in his twenties, full of youth and vigor.

Without a word, Aemon grabbed Orion's black curly hair and slammed him against the wooden table.

There was a dull bang and the table was almost overturned.

"Be bold!"

"Let go of Earl Orion..."

The people of Kobray and the nobles of the valley nearby were all furious and surrounded His Royal Highness.

In an instant, tables, chairs and benches flew everywhere in the narrow hall.

"I said, are you deaf!?"

Aemon curled the corners of his mouth and held Orion's head tightly.

"let me go."

Orion's face was deformed by the pressure and he struggled in humiliation.

Aemon rubbed his face for a while, looked around at the aggressive nobles of the valley, and said coldly: "Try to take another step forward!"

Of course, these people didn't dare to step forward.

Not to mention that he had hostages, he was facing a Targaryen.

"Why don't you greet me when you see me?"

Aemon sneered and turned his attention back to Orion.

Peace?

Guest Agreement?

Go to hell.

This is the opportunity you have been waiting for.

The nobles of the valley smiled at him, and he was a guest.

People are about to kick you out, so don't blame him for being a bad guest.

"Your Highness, what exactly are you going to do?"

Orion's eyes were red and he was breathing hot air while speaking.

I've never been so humiliated.

Hearing this, Aemon let go and pushed him out, clapping his hands and saying, "If you had called for help earlier, everything would have been fine. Are all the nobles of the Vale of Arryn so rude?"

Orion was pushed and staggered, standing there in a daze.

What is impolite?
You almost pressed me into the crack of the table.

"Prince, you are violating the guest protocol by doing this."

Jenny came over with a cold face.

The guard at the door heard the noise and rushed in.

Aemon remained calm and asked, "Is there?"

Turn around and choose a seat in the hall.

Her long silver-gold hair draped over her shoulders, swaying on her black robe.

Everyone only saw the back, but had no idea what the other party was up to.

boom--

Suddenly, there was a violent storm as if a force 10 gale was blowing.

Jenny's face turned pale and her body swayed and she couldn't stand steadily.

A shadow descended, and the entire Maiden Tower was shaking.

Aemon opened his arms, his silver-gold hair blowing slightly.

next second.

"Hiss-"

A thunderous roar resounded through the giant's spear, as if the king high above was angry and roared out a judgment.

The nobles of the valley had no time to dodge and saw a bronze dragon shadow through the open gate.

A majestic bronze dragon revealed its true appearance, hovering above the narrow Eagle's Nest City, and a pair of huge brown dragon wings covered the entire courtyard tower.

The tallest of the seven towers is the Maiden Tower, which rises several hundred feet.

At this moment, in front of the bronze dragon, it was like a building block that was easily knocked over, enduring wind and rain.

The Eagle's Nest is known as the strongest city in the Seven Kingdoms.

Facing the giant dragon that dominates the sky, it seems so pale and powerless.

"Back off, Wormisol!!"

After only a few breaths, Aemon shouted without even turning his head.

"Hiss-"

Womisol's pupils were cold as he stared at the seven white towers for a while, then he flapped his wings and dived into the clouds under the mountain top.

The man and the dragon have a perfect understanding and know how to stop when they have had enough.

boom! !

The huge bronze dragon disappeared, and its thick tail stirred up a strong wind, shutting the tower door tightly.

"what!!"

The noble ladies and young ladies had a chance to catch their breath and immediately started screaming.

The feeling of oppression between seeing a giant dragon and facing a giant dragon is as different as heaven and earth.

If you don't pee your skirt out of fear, you're young and hold it tightly.

Jenny felt dizzy and stared blankly at the silver-haired figure in front of her, hesitating about what to ask.

She finally understood why her father had treated her half-sister Queen Emma with such respect and kindness when he was alive.

She also understood that before his death, Lord John Royce had told her to guard the Eagle's Nest and not to provoke his cousin.

Targaryens are human.

Targaryen, who can control giant dragons, is a god who towers over all mankind.

As a well-versed history reader, she knew how quickly the Arryns of the Eyrie surrendered during the Conqueror's War.

The text only records that Queen Visenya rode the giant dragon Vhagar to the back garden of the Eyrie and coaxed the young Lord Arryn to play.

However, it did not write about the death threat posed by a giant dragon leaping over the bloody gate that could hold back thousands of troops and breaking into the Eagle's Nest City, where the defending force was no more than 500 people.

"Quiet!!"

Jenny mustered up her courage and shouted over the commotion in the room.

The nobles of the valley fell silent immediately, but did not dare to draw their swords again.

The noble ladies and young ladies covered their mouths and stared at the doors and windows with fear in their eyes.

If I had known earlier I wouldn't have come.

After showing off, His Royal Highness walked towards a round wooden table below the main seat in the hall.

There were people sitting there, including men, women, young and old.

Aemon glanced at it and saw the family crest on his garment: "three candles with red flames on a silver tray, with a gray background and black lining."

The Weakley family of "Candle Hole City".

Located on the shore of Crab Bay, south of Red Fort, it is famous for making scented beeswax candles.

Rounding off, half an old neighbor.

"Your Highness, Camon Weilik sends you his sincere greetings."

Count Camon stood up tremblingly. He was over fifty years old and his beard was all white.

Seeing that he had brought his family with him, Yimeng smiled and said gently, "Excuse me, could you please give me this table?"

"Of course."

Count Camon retreated to a corner with his family as if he had been pardoned.

"Thank you."

His Royal Highness is as polite as ever.

At this time, Jenny stopped the commotion and looked for the culprit.

The wind was so strong that the chandelier swayed and went out, and the light in the hall was dim. Aemon sat alone at a round table, smelling the fragrant beeswax candles, and turned his head as if he had noticed something.

The candlelight flickers, illuminating the whole area.

His handsome face was open and his purple eyes were as sharp as an eagle, with light and shadow interweaving under the candlelight.

At first glance, it looks like a dragon and is extremely valuable.

Jenny's pupils dilated and she couldn't help but take a half step back.

When he came to his senses, his palms were filled with sweat and his thin lips were trembling with nervousness.

Seeing Jenny's embarrassment, Aemon looked away with a smile on his face.

What I was thinking was:

"Little guy, isn't this going to fascinate you?"

His Royal Highness the Prince has never been a coward since he was a child, and has always adhered to the word "pretend".

The nobility cultivated by the luxurious life, the dignity cultivated by the high position, and the [kingly bearing] granted by the purple card.

Not to mention the little Duchess of the Eyrie, even if Aegon the Conqueror were resurrected, he wouldn't be able to overwhelm him in terms of momentum.

Even Uncle Viserys said that he was more like a king than he was.

Jenny could see this scene, so the nobles in the valley were certainly not blind.

His Royal Highness the Prince was sitting there as if nothing had happened, with his silver-gold hair hanging in front of his chest, fiddling with the candlelight nonchalantly.

The nobles of the valley did not dare to disturb him. There was no more scrutiny or hostility in their eyes, only deep awe.

Aemon was used to this.

If you want people to respect you, you must first make them fear you.

There is no point in playing political games with a group of stubborn valley sheep. It is enough to find an opportunity to show your strength openly.

Pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger is pure bullshit.

A true dragon needs no concealment.

The atmosphere froze for a moment.

The servant bent down and picked up the tables, chairs and benches that had been blown over.

Jenny looked solemn, standing there in a dilemma.

boom!
Just then, the door opened from the outside.

Two flags belonging to River Valley Town and Rune Stone City came into view and moved forward with the surge of people.

Lady Rhea walked into the hall and immediately smelled something wrong.

His eyes found Haodaer who was sitting upright, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

Eamon shook his head, indicating that the responsibility was not mine.

"I knew it."

Madam Leia showed no expression on the surface, but rolled her eyes in her heart.

Wherever my son goes, there is no peace.

Behind her, Gunthor, Holden and others poured into the hall.

"Mrs. Janey, I'm sorry I'm late."

Lady Rhea approached the pale-faced Duchess, looked at her carefully, and saluted promptly.

His attitude was neither humble nor arrogant, not cold, but definitely not enthusiastic either.

Jenny forced a smile and maintained her dignity: "Welcome."

Thump thump thump...

A burst of hurried footsteps came from the second floor, and a beautiful figure appeared.

"Mrs. Leia!"

Jane Sifu shouted in surprise and pounced on it like a young swallow returning to its nest.

Lady Leia didn't react and let the other person hold her waist.

Wearing copper-studded leather armor, I didn't feel anything at all.

Jen Sifu raised her little head with red curly hair, her brown eyes were like a little deer, and she smiled: "It's great to see you again."

"Ah."

Madam Leia nodded slightly, still very pleased.

With the appearance of this foster mother and daughter, there was an extra sense of warmth in the hall.

Jenny's eyes moved between Lady Rhea and Aemon, and finally she went upstairs to her room in silence.

Today is just the first gathering, and some of the valley nobles have not yet arrived.

It’s not time to fall out yet, and we don’t have the confidence to do so.

Aemon played with the candle flame, a dangerous look in his deep eyes.

This killing of the chicken to scare the monkey was ostensibly to use the Corbray family to intimidate the nobles of the valley.

At its core, it was to shake the prestige of the Eagle's Nest and show its fangs to the nobles of the valley.

Smart people should take sides in advance.

"Screening for reliable allies?"

Aemon murmured in his heart and looked at the beeswax candle in his hand.

Isn't this a ready-made candidate?

……

The next day.

The morning sun rises from the east side of the Giant's Spear, dispersing the clouds on the hillside and bringing a hint of warmth.

Vale of Arryn, Tears of Alyssa.

The Tears of Alyssa is a massive waterfall that irrigates the Vale of Arryn.

"Roar!"

Vhagar prostrated himself on the ground, listening to the sound of running water not far away, and closed his eyes to take a nap.

Nearby is a flat grassland located between the valleys.

The beautiful environment with lush grass and singing birds is perfect for an outing.

Aemon was lying on the ground, his face covered by a book.

"Woke up."

Lannar came over with her skirt lifted up and said, "Lannino has caught some fish. Let's grill them."

"Huhuhu..."

Aemon was indifferent and even snored.

Lanar said with a smile: "Weren't you very noisy last night?"

Aemon didn't answer, he just kept snoring.

As long as I sleep, no one can wake me up.

After a while, Rainiera and Jansif came hand in hand.

The Eagle's Nest is too small, and there are new valley nobles arriving every day.

Jane Sifu was ordered to act as a guide and take several dragon riders out to enjoy the scenery.

"Hiss!"

Haiyan lay on the edge of the waterfall, while Lannino and his lover went into the water to fish.

Overhead, Syrax circled slowly.

Except for Wormithor, who is missing, the other three dragons have left the Eyrie.

It's approaching noon.

Several people sat in a circle, lit a bonfire and grilled fish.

Lanino smiled and handed the finished baked goods to the people present.

Too virtuous.

Aemon stopped pretending to be dead and observed everyone quietly.

Joffrey kept his head down, unable to blend in.

He was dragged here by Lannino.

Lannar had a smile on her face and looked gentle.

Rainiera and Jansif sat next to each other, as if they were old friends reuniting after a long separation.

The two are quite familiar with each other, and both are veteran contributors to Hegu Town.

Aemon withdrew his gaze and took a bite of the grilled fish, which was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.

For the time being, he was quite satisfied with this trip to Eagle's Nest.

Intimidating the valley nobles is one aspect.

More importantly, he won over his cousin and brother-in-law, Lannino.

In the previous generation, there were only two dragon riders, Daemon and Aunt Rhaenys.

In their generation, the number of dragon riders doubled, no more, no less than four.

Laena and Rhaenyra were his companions.

Although there are frictions among the three people, they are still a family.

Lanino was very embarrassed.

Not only did he not become the king's husband, but he also lost a sister.

There are signs of isolation among the new generation of dragon riders.

Yimon said, how can that be possible!
Before the Green Party's little radishes grow up, every dragon rider is a precious treasure.

Apart from his sexual orientation issues, Lannino's character and abilities are excellent.

Haiyan is an outstanding young dragon among the fourth generation of dragons.

"Cousin, you can come to the valley more often when you have time. It's more fun than being alone on Tide Head Island."

Eamon dares to think and act, and plays it straight.

Lannino was stunned for a moment, then smiled even more: "No problem, we should get together more often."

Look! This guy is not stupid!

The back door that the sword stabbed was not the head.

Aemon smiled.

The affairs of the previous generation should not involve the next generation.

The fight between Uncle, Sea Snake and Damon has little to do with them.

There is no conflict over the succession to the throne that cannot be reconciled between the Black and Green parties.

The confrontation between the royal family and Chaotou Island does not mean that they will never have any contact with each other again.

Who knows when the sea snake will kick its legs and die, and Lannino will become the new lord of the tide.

By then, making dumplings will be done.

(End of this chapter)