Game of Thrones: The Bronze and Fire Lord.

Chapter 175 The Prince Visits, Loyal

a few days later.

The king is here, and the queen's chambers are open.

"An invitation from the Sea Serpent. Do you want to go?"

Allison asked the two men with a worried look in her eyes.

“He’s so arrogant.”

Viserys scowled.

"You are the king. You certainly can't take the risk of crossing the strait by ship just for an engagement party."

Rhaenyra held her father's hand firmly.

Besides, the current situation is turbulent, and who knows what the sea snake is up to.

Viserys asked, "Aemon, what do you think?"

I want to hear my nephew's insights.

"Uh……"

Aemon stood there, chewing his cake.

go?

Of course I have to go!
Laena was in Tyrosh, and so was her controlled Aunt Rhaenys.

Moreover.

The letter clearly stated that the royal family and the regent were invited.

Only Aunt Renis would be so serious as to regard him and his uncle as two different bloodlines.

Apparently, Aunt Rhaenys wanted relatives to be present.

"From the look of you, you probably plan to go."

Viserys saw through it.

"Go, you have to go."

Aemon swallowed the pastry, his eyes smiling.

It's not okay to stay in King's Landing and work in isolation.

Go out for a walk, take a look at the movements of the sea snakes and the Three Women's Kingdom, and find the right time to take action.

"You can go, but don't get involved in the war."

Viserys warned earnestly.

Then, he hesitated for a second and said, "Earl Cameron of Tas Island refused to attend this engagement party. When I pass by Tas Island, I will help if I can."

Aemon's eyes flickered.

What does that mean? There is an internal conflict in Stormland.

Most likely.

A vassal's loyalty to his lord is not unchanging.

Duke Beaumond of Storm's End openly supports the Sea Snakes, which is clearly crossing a red line.

The sea serpents occupied Tyrosh, but have yet to share any substantial benefits.

It's normal for some people to give up when they encounter difficulties.

"You will know when you go."

Viserys waved his hand.

"What if there's an accident?"

Aemon didn't want to work for nothing.

Viserys said unkindly, "You are Protector of the Realm. You have authority over the nobles of the Stormlands, and you are also allowed to call upon half of the fleet."

"I will handle it."

Yimon Bao changed his face.

There are many cavalry in the valley, but only 3,000 navy men.

Good steel is used on the blade.

If you use other people's soldiers, you can do whatever you want without any worries.

……

Tas Island.

A large island located off the coast of Stormland, with valleys, plains, and rich mineral resources.

Because of the blue waters of the sea, it is also called Sapphire Island.

Today, the warm current returns.

Lord Cameron Tarth, who was over fifty years old, mounted his warhorse and led his servants to patrol the edge of the island.

The former Tyrosh Lord lost his city-state and the loyalty of his mercenaries.

Waves of Tyroshi mercenaries roamed around, plundering islands along the way.

Tasman Island suffered greatly.

"The king's letter says that the regent may come."

Lord Cameron told the maester.

The old scholar pondered and said, "You can stop in time and give up the promises made to Duke Beaumont and Lord Sea Snake. I believe the king will see your loyalty."

"hope so."

Lord Cameron sighed.

The site of the Four Battles of Tyrosh.

The Duke of Beaumont is getting old and his health is getting worse day by day.

He could serve his lord, but he could not lead his family on the path of treason.

He remembered the power of the dragon.

boom--

Suddenly, the misty clouds were torn apart, and a huge bronze monster rushed out.

"dragon!"

Lord Cameron exclaimed.

In an instant, several war horses were frightened and neighed, completely out of the control of the knights.

Everyone dismounted and looked at the giant bronze dragon in the sky.

"Hiss-"

The dragon roared loudly, folded its large brown wings, and suddenly flew over the group's heads.

Lord Cameron bowed his head hastily.

The strong wind blew, stinging my face and causing pain.

The giant dragon circled half a circle at low altitude and landed on the flat grass not far away.

"Quiet, Vermithor!"

A gentle voice sounded, like the gurgling of water, moistening everything silently.

"Roar!"

Womisol growled and planted his right shoulder on the ground, making it easier for the driver to get up and down.

Earl Cameron clutched the saddle reins of his warhorse and stared at the scene in a daze.

That was the giant dragon left by the old king, Wormisor, known as the "Bronze Fury".

When did your temper become so good?
The next second, he was shocked.

A silver-haired figure walked down from the dragon's back and landed on the ground with a thud.

The man had silver hair draped over his shoulders and an extraordinarily handsome face. His black lining was inlaid with gold thread, and his tall and heroic figure was convincing.

He was wearing a red cloak with a three-headed red dragon outlined with red gold thread on the surface.

At first glance, it looks like a dragon rider wearing a bright red cape.

"Are you Lord Cameron?"

Aemon walked closer and asked.

"Ah, it's me."

Earl Cameron was in a daze for a moment and responded hastily.

picture!so similar!
In the fleeting glimpse just now, he thought it was "Aemon Targaryen" who came back to life.

The same handsome appearance, the same tall stature.

Even their voices, as gentle as jade, are so similar.

"Take me to the Twilight Hall."

Aemon felt strange.

The way this person looked at him was as if he had seen a ghost. Also, he didn't want to speak so gently.

Unexpectedly, after the voice change period, my deep voice was well maintained and my voice became natural and casual.

Only when you deliberately lower the volume will it have a little bit of magnetism.

His Royal Highness is troubled by this.

I feel that when facing the nobles, I lack the cruelty of those in a higher position.

"Your Majesty, please come this way."

Earl Cameron seemed to have just woken up from a dream and started to busy himself with entertaining guests.

Aemon narrowed his eyes slightly.

interesting!

This man called him His Majesty.

Except for the people in the valley, most people now call him the Regent and His Royal Highness.

"Why do I feel like a crazy fan chasing a celebrity?"

Aemon shook his head, shaking off the unreliable thoughts.

He removed the hood of his cloak and followed them to the Hall of Dusk.

The weather was cold, so Allison sewed a warm cloak for him.

Targaryens are resistant to fire, but afraid of cold.

This action made Cameron stunned and hysterical again.

Except for the hair and eye color, they are so similar.

Really want to pick the difference.

The person in front of me is younger and has more spirit in his eyes.

But the majesty he inadvertently revealed was no less than that person's.

……

into the night.

Dusk is approaching, morning light is in the hall.

"Your Majesty, please try this foie gras. I guarantee it's so delicious that you'll swallow your tongue."

Earl Cameron forced a smile on his old face.

His wife and young children standing by were so shocked by his flattering behavior that they almost dropped their jaws.

Is this still the husband/father in my memory, who is decisive and serious in his actions?
It's just like two people.

"Alright, Master Cameron."

Aemon sat in the lord's seat and waved his hand helplessly: "Let's talk about business."

After a brief interaction, he quickly figured out why he was being treated specially.

The middle-aged tough guy in front of me has short blond hair, a burly figure, a strong face but a forced smile.

It was the Earl of Tarth who had asked for help from the Iron Throne, leading to the accidental assassination of Aemon Targaryen.

He admired Aemon very much and was conquered by his noble demeanor.

The Seven excel at dark humor.

Right under his nose, Aemon was shot in the throat by a Myrish pirate and bled to death.

Even if "Brave Baeron" took the lead in revenge for his brother and killed thousands of miles of pirates.

But the scene that night haunted him like a nightmare.

When I saw Yimon today, I felt like I was meeting an old friend.

The most surprising thing is that they even have the same name.

Earl Cameron threw away all his vigilance and plans, and just wanted to express his loyalty with all his heart.

"What kind of substitute literature?"

Aemon rolled his eyes inwardly.

no way.

I can't resist, I can only accept it.

Just regard it as the legacy left to him by the great-uncle he never met.

"His Majesty,……"

Lord Cameron finished speaking in one breath.

The sea serpents and Beaumond are in collusion with each other, intending to support the "uncrowned queen" Rhaenys to become king.

Damon has an ambiguous relationship with Reese's Rogar family.

A Dornish fleet was burned some time ago, seemingly as a warning to Sunspear and to reduce the burden on the kingdom.

What remains is the infighting among the three daughters.

The former Lord of Tyrosh is no longer able to control the mercenaries under his command, and Tyrosh must be retaken as soon as possible.

Rees is constantly fighting among himself, seemingly trying to decide on the only governor.

Myr recruited soldiers and became the most powerful "daughter", preparing to attack the other two sister city-states.

"It doesn't sound chaotic enough."

Aemon muttered.

Earl Cameron said seriously: "In fact, the chaos can no longer be suppressed. It depends on which side will make the first move."

Whoever strikes first becomes the target.

The former Lord of Tyrosh had soldiers but no money, and could die at any time.

The sea serpents occupied a city-state and were hated by the three women's kingdoms.

There were many factions within Rees and Myr, and they were fighting each other fiercely.

If you are not careful, you may lose your life.

"Not enough, not enough."

Yimeng shook his head and whispered softly: "It's missing a fire to ignite the whole place."

"Your Majesty, are you going to Sir Lanino's engagement party?"

Lord Cameron asked cautiously.

"Go, my partner is there too."

Aemon chuckled.

"Ms. Lanner?"

Lord Cameron had heard of it a long time ago.

But the prince and Her Royal Highness the Princess have just been engaged. Can the king and the sea snake tolerate this?

unimportant.

In Eamon's eyes, these questions were bullshit.

Whether it's Uncle Viserys or the sea serpent Corliss.

The two of them have no dragon and cannot control the small differences within the general direction.

"You can go with me, and I'll help you solve the problem of Tas Island being looted when I come back."

Eamon said.

"Your Majesty, the raiders are Tyroshi mercenaries. With my family's men, the numbers are too far apart."

Lord Cameron couldn't help but worry.

Aemon smiled faintly: "There will always be an Aemon left on the island of Tarth, but I am not him. I have bigger dragons and a more vigilant heart."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Lord Cameron's blood boiled.

Aemon's eyes flashed with a smirk of success.

It is impossible to get something for free.

He was attracted by the geographical location of Tas Island and several small and medium-sized warships that could go to sea.

Many nobles and wealthy businessmen from both sides of the Straits, as well as the governor of the Three Women's Kingdom, attended the engagement party.

Who knows, the former Lord of Tyrosh might take advantage of the situation and start a war for it.

He wanted to block the route that ships from all directions had to take, causing them trouble.

The opportunity is good, take advantage of it to capture the Stone Steps Islands.

Directly transform into a legal pirate and crazily collect tolls from all parties.

The geese pluck their hair when they pass, and the beasts leave their skins when they leave.

First find a base and make a fortune.

(End of this chapter)