Game of Thrones: The Bronze and Fire Lord.

Chapter 159: The Dream Fire No One Cares About

His Royal Highness the Prince has lost his beloved pet!

Helena didn't say anything, just looked at you with her big watery eyes.

There was a gleam in his eyes that made it hard to refuse.

"You raise it."

Aemon handed her the rope.

"Jiji~~"

Red Hare jumped twice nimbly, and the flesh on its belly trembled like jelly through its fiery red fur.

Helena's mind and eyes were filled with the big rabbit, and she rubbed it carefully twice.

"So disgusting!"

The hair is as smooth as silk and warm, like a mobile thermos.

Emond's eyes were full of envy, and he also went forward to touch it.

The Red Keep had never been seen.

"Thank you~~"

Helena knelt on Chi Tu and thanked him in a barely audible way.

Yimeng said: "When you get tired of raising it, I will take it back."

Unlike the golden-nosed rat, the Red Hare does not have the characteristics of a tool.

Good with kids.

When you have children in the future, let Chi Tu help change their diapers.

Red Hare:?
Helena heard this, alertness appeared in her big eyes, and she hugged Chitu tighter with her arms.

She likes big furry rabbits.

"I'll trade with you."

Aemon looked at the little girl lying completely on Red Hare and heard a mosquito-like whisper.

"What to change?"

Helena is very introverted and it is rare for her to speak actively.

"..."

Helena said nothing, her face buried in the fur on Red Hare's neck, as if she wanted to suffocate herself.

Her treasure is still in the hands of her cousin and has never been returned.

But I was too embarrassed to speak up.

Seeing this, Aemon touched her head and chuckled, "A fat little girl deserves a fat rabbit."

It feels furry.

Helena frowned and moved her legs quietly while kneeling on the ground.

not fat!

Aemon chuckled.

The little girl was angry.

Let’s go.

Go back and study the [Pyromancer's Night Light], and brush up on your proficiency in the Burning Rune.

Time is tight and tasks are heavy.

Before and after the tournament in Riverdale, he had a premonition that Damon and the Sea Snake were going to cause trouble.

It will not end as hastily as the last Stone Islands War.

Instead, a truly shocking war broke out.

……

Time flies, and several days later.

Dragon's lair.

A lacquered white carriage slowly drove up and stopped at the steps of the bronze gate.

The doors opened and Viserys was the first to get out.

Next came Aemon and Rhaenyra, who took care of the three little kids.

"This is the dragon's lair."

Aemond looked at the huge dome building and couldn't help but feel overwhelmed.

"You will be regular customers here in the future."

Viserys smiled, hopeful.

boom--

The bronze gate slowly opened, and a group of dragon trainers dressed in coarse linen clothes walked out.

"His Majesty!"

The elderly dragon tamer bowed respectfully.

"Lead the way."

Viserys was kind and amiable, without any airs.

We are going to the Dragon Cave today and we notified you in advance.

In a few days, the Hegu Town Martial Arts Tournament will begin.

Viserys was seasick and did not want to cross the sea to reach Gulltown.

I couldn't resist my nephew's daughter's nagging.

Instead of taking a boat, ride a dragon.

Inside the dragon's lair, the hall was pitch black.

"The dragon has been fed."

The old dragon keeper was very frugal with his words and ordered the young man to untie the chains on the dragon.

"Hiss!"

Syrax was released first, his topaz-colored scales appearing golden in the dim light, like a ferocious beast made of gold.

"Wow!"

Little Aegon opened his mouth and widened his light purple eyes.

The golden dragon is so beautiful.

Rhaenyra's lips curled up into a smile.

This brother may be stupid, but he has good taste.

Rumbling--

Suddenly, there was a muffled sound of something heavy falling to the ground in the dragon's lair, and the dark floor trembled slightly.

In the darkness, a huge bronze dragon head appeared, and its bright vertical pupils looked like lava.

Make a first impression.

Majestic and domineering.

The bronze dragon moved steadily, and its huge body of over a hundred meters long left the cave, leaving a claw mark with every step.

"Bronze Fury" - Vermithor.

Viserys marveled, "You have taken good care of it. When my grandfather died, Vermithor was nowhere near this size."

“We hit it off.”

Eamon admitted graciously.

When Womisol walked to the center of the hall, he ignored the dragon tamer's instructions and lowered his neck consciously.

"Come, uncle."

Eamon grabbed the rope ladder and motioned for his uncle to go up first.

The Targaryens are the family of the Dragon King!
Even a more ordinary branch is part of the Dragon King family.

Uncle currently has two shortcomings.

One is weak in character and the other is physically weak.

Humans and dragons complement each other.

More contact with dragons can not only cultivate the courage of a dragon rider, but also help regulate endocrine system.

"Don't worry, just hold it steady."

Viserys took a deep breath and climbed the rope ladder with a hint of anticipation.

I haven't ridden a dragon in a long time.

Aemon was standing below, watching the other person climb up the dragon's back from being a stranger to being familiar.

"People standing on the dragon's back do have a wider field of vision."

Viserys took a slight breath and sat on the dragon saddle smoothly.

He is not a novice who has never ridden a dragon.

When he was just one month old, his mother Alyssa took him on a flight around King's Landing riding on the "Red Queen" Melias.

When he grew up, his father Baelon often took him and Daemon on a ride on Vhagar.

He was even the last rider of the invincible "Black Death" Balerion.

Even though he only rode Balerion for a round, his identity as a former dragon rider could not be false.

"Give me Helena."

Viserys caught his breath and called to his nephew.

When I lowered my head, I saw that the dragon saddle was more than ten meters above the ground.

Viserys did not feel dizzy, but he felt tired from climbing up and down.

It takes five minutes for three adult dragons like Balerion, Vhagar, and Vermithor to climb on their backs.

"I'm holding you."

Aemon grabbed the girl by the waist and placed her on the rope ladder.

Helena's eyes were clear as she climbed up slowly.

the other side.

Rhaenyra pushed her two half-brothers onto the dragon's back, and then she chained them one by one while they rode on the saddle.

It’s a long journey from King’s Landing to Riverdale.

Alison still had to breastfeed her child, so she decided to stay in the Red Castle.

Yimon suggested taking the three little kids to see the world.

"Dragon!"

Young Aegon sat on the front of the dragon's saddle, gripping the handle with great delight.

"Uh-huh!"

Aemond sat in the middle, nodding equally excitedly.

They had seen dragons before, but this was the first time they had touched and ridden a giant dragon.

"Don't move. Scream if you're scared."

Rhaenyra warned earnestly.

She and Aemon each carried two people, the latter's dragon being large enough to bear the full adult weight of his father.

She chose two half-brothers.

In addition to its small size and light weight, it also hides its own little thoughts.

"Uh-huh!"

Aemond nodded again.

He was sandwiched in the middle, leaning on his eldest sister's arms.

This is also Rainier's selfish desire.

Little Aegon is 8 years old and very dishonest.

Not as well-behaved and obedient as Emond appears.

"When can we have our own dragon?"

Aemond asked cautiously.

"Wait until you are of age, or even longer."

Rhaenyra said calmly.

Aemond was unhappy, and suddenly asked again: "Why did you take us to ride dragons?"

Introverted children are sensitive.

He could feel that his eldest sister had no love for them, but was more like fulfilling her duty.

He was not dissatisfied, on the contrary he liked this way of getting along.

Because both knight education and the Seven Gods' faith place great emphasis on "responsibility." "Mother said you are not a good person."

Aemond hung his head, wanting to know the truth.

"This is a matter between me and your mother. It has nothing to do with you."

Rhaenyra had mixed feelings.

Alison's educational methods are really disappointing.

"Oh."

Aemond said disappointedly.

"But I took you to ride a dragon because I wanted to broaden your horizons."

The corners of Rhaenyra's lips curled up, and she said proudly, "We are the dragon race. There are many things that your mother cannot provide."

Emond seemed to understand.

Her legs clamped tightly around the black leather saddle, and her small hands rubbed the topaz-colored scales with great care.

“They get along well.”

Aemon rode on the dragon saddle and looked down at the petite Syrax.

Viserys hugged his little daughter and laughed happily: "Siblings should be like this!"

He was worried that a hundred years later, his descendants would attack each other.

Of course, that's still a long way off.

The education problem of Allison's children is imminent.

If you tell others about it, people will laugh at you.

He is a king, but he doesn't have his own dragon.

His wife, Alicent, was born in Oldtown Hightower, and she only educated her children in the "heretical" Faith of the Seven Gods.

The children were not very motivated and none of them hatched the dragon egg in the cradle.

As a result, the eldest child, Aegon, was 8 years old and had never had close contact with a dragon.

The eldest daughter, Rhaenyra, was willing to take charge of the dragon-taming education for her younger brothers and sisters, which solved his urgent problem.

"Uncle, have you ever thought about taming another dragon?"

Yimon asked suddenly.

Viserys was stunned when he heard this, and then fell into deep thought.

"If you are so inclined, there is a suitable dragon in the dragon's den."

Aemon said softly.

His Royal Highness the Prince has his own plans.

Looking at the entire family, Uncle Viserys is always a positive character who can handle things.

Especially his identity as a king, which intimidated all family members.

Aemon hoped with all his heart that he would live a long life.

As long as he is alive, the family has a spiritual pillar.

"forget it."

After a while, Viserys sighed.

Yimeng did not force it, but said regretfully: "Dream Fire has been imprisoned in the dragon cave for decades. I don't know when it will wait for its second master."

"Leave it to the children."

Viserys smiled again and said calmly, "I am old, and a dragon would be nothing more than a decoration."

He has never been a combative person since he was a child.

Otherwise, he would not have chosen the old Balerion.

There are no more than two hands worth of dragons in the family (wild dragons are not included), and if one is tamed, it will be one less.

He had many descendants, and there were only four ownerless dragons left in the family, which corresponded exactly to Allison's four children.

Don't just occupy the toilet without doing anything.

That's right!

Not only did Viserys plan to leave the two sub-adult dragons, Dreamfyre and Dragonshan, to the children, he also set his sights on the second-generation dragon Silverwing that was migrating to the river valley.

It is an iron rule that one person can tame one dragon.

The nephew used some tricks to get Silver Wing to fly with him, but it was not a bond after all.

It is also not allowed to stand in the toilet without taking a shit!
"Uncle, hold on tight."

Aemon warned.

Womisol climbed out of the dragon's lair in unison.

The naive prince doesn't know yet that his own dragon has been targeted by his uncle.

Neither the uncle nor the nephew noticed that Helena was staring at a corner quietly.

That was the entrance to a dragon's lair.

"It's not yet time."

Helena pursed her lips.

"Hiss-"

With a roar, Womisol spread his wings and flew into the air.

"Hiss!"

Syrax followed closely behind, his strong body unusually agile.

Two dragons soared, echoing the boys' screams.

……

"what!!"

In the waters of the Stone Steps Islands, terrifying screams rang out one after another.

It is adjacent to Bloodstone Island.

The defending team put up three red dragon and blue seahorse flags, symbolizing Daemon and sea serpent respectively.

The attacking side had a messy flag, and most of them were mercenaries from Myr and Tyrosh.

"Hiss!"

A light silver dragon flew through the clouds, spewing dragon flames to bombard a pirate ship.

"Dragon Flame!!"

Lanino was wearing silver-grey armor, with blood stains on his body and face.

boom--

Haiyan moved agilely, breathing out a puff of dragon flame and then retreating, moving freely among the densely packed ships.

At this time, many pirate ships were on fire.

The mercenaries were frightened by the dragon and were unable to attack the beach of Bloodstone Island.

Blood was flowing and corpses were everywhere.

After the battle, the sun sets.

Lanino climbed down from the dragon's back and almost fell to the ground.

"Be careful."

A mature young man with a kind face supported him.

"Thank you, I'm fine."

Lanino forced a smile.

His body couldn't take it anymore from fighting the enemy day and night.

Even Haiyan's appetite has decreased recently.

Walk to the red brick castle on Bloodstone Island - Dragon Blood Castle

The castle is not large and its appearance is not gorgeous.

There are three floors in total and the city walls are strong.

Collis and his brother Weimond gathered in the first-floor lobby, discussing strategies around a sand table.

"Father."

Lannino dragged his tired body.

"Hiss... Ga..."

Suddenly, the fiery clouds at dusk surged, and a scarlet dragon as long as a snake emerged.

"Damon is here."

The sea snake nodded at his son, then looked toward the horizon.

Korakxiu slowed down, spread his pair of dark red wide wings, and landed on the top of Dragon Blood Castle with his slender body almost vertically.

boom--

Use your wings to support the ground, stretch your neck and lower it.

Daemon was dressed in black steel armor, a dragon-winged helmet, and a bright red cape draped over his back.

He jumped off the dragon's back and took off his helmet, revealing his blood-stained silver-gold hair.

His cold and stiff face could hardly hide his fatigue.

"Myr and the Tyrosh lord share a common hatred for the enemy. We are about to be unable to stop them."

Collis was wearing armor and had a solemn expression.

"More than that."

Weimond sneered and said, "The Dornish have joined the battlefield. We are attacked from all sides and are in a desperate situation."

After these words were spoken, all the staff officers present fell silent.

It was originally planned to take advantage of the "internal strife among the three daughters" to occupy the Stone Steps Islands and build them into a base.

The sea serpent Corliss discussed privately with Daemon and joined the melee in Tyrosh.

Tyrosh beat Lys and Myr at the same time.

When they discovered that a third party had intervened, they immediately turned their attention and formed an alliance with Myr to fight the outsiders first.

The Free Cities have money.

The two free trade city-states that are rich in slaves and mercenaries are even more wealthy and populous.

Send troops to surround the Shijie Islands and cut off the logistical supply to Chaotou Island.

Whenever there is armed conflict, the lives of mercenaries are used to fill the gap.

Damon's side has two dragons, which gives them a natural advantage.

But the other side’s capital is too strong.

Dragons can withstand it, but humans can’t.

"We have to find a way. This war cannot be delayed any longer."

Collis's eyes were deep.

I thought the capital of the Velaryon family was sufficient, and that even if they were to go into war, there wouldn't be a single splash.

"The mercenaries under Damon's command have fled. We only have two thousand sailors. This number is not enough."

Weimond looked at Damon sarcastically.

Every time we form an alliance or go to war, we are always alone.

Damon glanced at it lightly and tightened his grip on the helmet.

"We are discussing the war situation. If you want to accuse someone, wait until we get back."

Lannino didn't give his uncle face.

"Isn't that what I'm discussing?"

Weimond was upset and his voice became louder and louder.

According to him, it is time to withdraw troops.

The internal fight among the three daughters began not long ago, and Collis and Damon were eliminated too early.

There is no benefit at all.

"That's enough. It hasn't reached the point of internal fighting yet!"

Collis said in a deep voice: "The fortifications of the Stone Steps Archipelago are very complete. We have dragons, so we are invincible. Let's wait patiently for the opportunity."

After saying that, he looked at Damon who was keeping silent.

There was a gleam of thought in Damon's eyes, and he had already made a plan.

Weimond is right about one thing.

The Stonehenge Islands are too poor to support a loyal army.

It can only serve as a springboard.

(End of this chapter)