Game of Thrones: The Bronze and Fire Lord.

Chapter 191 Damon's Fight

A month later.

The junction of the Summer Sea and the Gorge Sea.

The weather is sunny and windy.

A big ship sailed against the wind and waves, crisscrossing the rough blue sea.

Hanging on the thick and long mast are sails painted with lifelike patterns.

A red dragon on a black background, with three heads standing side by side.

"Speed up and try to reach Reese before dark."

Aemon waved his right hand, looking quite high-spirited.

Behind him, Grey Worm and Diana stood on the left and right, looking at His Royal Highness with reverence.

A hundred-man team of Unsullied also stared in silence.

The look in his eyes was so pure, as if he was looking at the savior.

"Don't look at me like that, your gaze is too hot."

Aemon's mouth curled up slightly.

The night a month ago was known as "Midsummer Night in Astapor".

Two giant dragons and five thousand Unsullied broke through the city gates and launched a bloody wash for three days and three nights.

All kind-hearted masters, slave owners and unscrupulous businessmen were arrested along with their families and sent to the execution ground.

In front of the dragon, all resistance is fragile and powerless.

No good master can survive in the face of the hatred of the Unsullied and the slaves.

Astapor has changed forever!

With the first test in New Ghis, abolishing slavery in Astapor was a piece of cake.

Under the parliamentary system composed of priests, doctors/scholars, and slave representatives.

He recruited the scattered Unsullied trained by the other Good Lords and formed a guard to maintain the parliamentary system.

One thousand five hundred Unsullied and two thousand eight hundred candidate Unsullied who had not yet completed training.

A total of 4,300 people are enough to deter most of those who intend to cause trouble.

Aemon took away the five thousand most elite Unsullied, three thousand homeless young slaves, and half of the property of the good masters.

"I gave Astapor a chance. It's up to them to decide their future path."

Aemon's thoughts turned in a thousand circles.

He was given an additional prefix, "Breaker of Shackles".

The wooden shackles all over the city were used as firewood to melt the bronze remains of the harpy statue and recast it into a ten-foot-tall bronze dragon.

When leaving, a statue of a giant bronze dragon stood on the top of the city.

It symbolizes the arrival of the Dragon King's era and the replacement of the old slavery system.

Thinking of this, Aemon held his head high.

If Slave Bay wasn't so far away and remote, he would have wanted to stay there.

Just take back the lost territory of ancient Valeria.

Unfortunately, his roots are in Westeros.

"If there is a chance in the future, Astapor will welcome the Dragon King's rule as a way out for himself or his descendants."

Aemon looked into the distance and stretched out his hand to make a fist.

Wow…

Only if you look down from the sky can you see clearly what is happening around His Royal Highness.

Large ships pressed against the waves, distributed in all directions and advancing in one direction.

The large ship that Aemon was on was in the front, leading hundreds of large ships to move forward in unison.

There were a total of one hundred ships, and the sails of all of them were painted with the Targaryen emblem of a red dragon on a black background.

It was like a huge black and red wave sweeping across the world.

"Hiss-"

"Hiss!"

Vermisol and Haiyan soared high in the sky, guarding the large fleet on both sides.

When Aemon heard the dragon's roar, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

"Westeros, your prince is back!"

……

——Reese

As one of the nine free trade cities, it is also known as "Lovely Rees".

Lying on the Summer Sea, the island has a cool climate, plenty of sunshine and fertile land.

There are plenty of palm trees and fruit trees, the ocean is turquoise and there are many schools of fish.

Once upon a time, Lys was founded by wealthy merchants and nobles as a trading colony in Valyria.

Due to its pleasant climate, it soon became a popular holiday resort for the dragon kings of ancient Valyria.

Today, Rees is world-famous for its handicrafts and brothels.

In the white city-state, there is a manor castle built with blue-veined white marble.

The magnificent hall.

"Your Majesty, the infighting among the governors is almost over, and it is time to need your help."

Lissandra Rogare stood in the hall and spoke solemnly.

House Rogar of Lys, nobles of Valyrian descent.

Lissandra is a middle-aged handsome man with silver hair, purple eyes, and a small mustache on his chin.

At the top seat, there sat a sloppy guy.

Damon tilted his head and asked, "The help of the Dragon King is always precious. What will Luo Jiaer give me in return?"

"When I become the first governor of Rees, you will be the nominal prince of Rees."

Lissandra assured.

"Chi~~"

Damon sneered, his eyes dark, "Do you think I am greedy for that little reputation that no one values?"

The wealthy nobles of Rees are all cunning people.

None of them are credible.

"Then what do you want?"

Not only was Lissandra not afraid, she asked openly.

As a businessman, you have to give and gain.

"I am the Governor of the Strait of Seas and the King of the Stone Steps."

Daemon was interested and said, "I also want to be the King of Lys and take over the territory lost by the dragonlords of old Valyria."

Lissandra's expression remained unchanged. She said, "From what I have heard, the Strait of the Sea and the Stepstones are no longer under your control."

"I still have them."

Damon didn't care.

"But the controller of the Stepstones is now Aemon, the regent of the Iron Throne."

Lissandra retorted.

Damon looked unhappy and warned, "I will take back the territory I conquered. You don't have to worry about it."

He just didn't have time to manage the Stepstones.

Let that kid live in his castle first and boss around in his territory.

When he has time, he will naturally take back what belongs to him.

Lissandra knew better and kept her mouth shut.

The King of Lys is the King of Lys.

As long as he can become the first governor of Rees, he will not hesitate to restore order.

The Targaryen family is currently prosperous, with two generations of powerful dragon riders. There is nothing wrong with introducing Daemon to Lys.

Most of the Lys nobles are Valyrians and do not have much prejudice against the Dragon King.

The evil deeds committed before the doomsday catastrophe all dissipated with time.

A dragon king rules Lys, and he will be the powerful "Hand of the King".

The Rogaer family will only become more powerful.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Damon took the "Dark Sister" and walked upstairs.

Lissandra responded and said, "Your Majesty, please take care of Marana."

Damon paused and walked more resolutely.

Wait for Lissandra to leave.

After half an hour.

Someone saw a scarlet dragon shadow flash by and head towards the Stone Steps Islands.

……

half a month later.

Stone Step Islands, Bloodstone Island.

"Hiss-"

Womisoel flew onto the stone island and let out an impassioned roar.

The ship anchored in the reef area, and the Unsullied and three thousand young slaves went onto the beach.

"His Majesty!"

"Aemon..."

Four months later, when Eamon landed, there was a burst of excited cheers.

"Arrange the Unsullied. These young men are craftsmen and will help build fortifications."

Yimon immediately arranged for the staff to be settled.

The Unsullied are the most loyal soldiers in the world, and their loyalty to him is unparalleled.

Slavery in Astapor is abolished, and no more Unsullied will appear.

He will use these Unsullied to the best of his ability.

Young and strong slaves are no longer slaves, and in the future they will most likely be the colonists of the Stone Islands.

Both Bloodstone Island and Grey Gallows Island have small patches of arable land.

Build good docks and taxation mechanisms to be enough to feed them.

Occupation is not rule, rule requires the hearts of the people.

From now on, the Stone Steps Archipelago belongs to him alone.

He is the lord of the Stone Steps Islands!
"Aemon, let me see."

Lanaar was filled with mixed feelings as she checked Aemon's body for any injuries.

"I'm fine. I'm fine."

Aemon raised his chin.

From the corner of her eye, she saw Aunt Rhaenys among the crowd.

At this time, Rhaenys folded her arms across her chest and looked at her nephew with satisfaction.

She agreed with what her husband Collis said.

A man's life is about taking a long voyage.

How can a boy become a real man?

After some greetings, everyone returned to Dragon Blood Castle.

Rhaenys's first words were: "Daemon was here, but Laena and I drove him away."

"Damon finally showed up?"

Aemon asked curiously.

Rhaenys explained the whole story.

About half a month ago, Daemon arrived at the Stone Steps Islands alone riding on Korakshu.

He claims the Stepstones as his territory, and seeks to recruit the Second Sons into his service.

The final result, of course, was that Rhaenys and Lana came and drove him away.

"By the way, he left a letter for you."

Rhaenys pulled out the unopened letter.

"What the hell is he doing?"

Aemon was suspicious.

When I opened the envelope, I was shocked by the contents.

Simplified meaning:
The sea serpents have taken over Tyrosh, and he will not be left behind, and will invade Lys.

Seeing that Aemon had designs on Myr, he wanted to have a contest.

See who conquers the next free trade city-state first.

After the war, the two men discussed the ownership of the Stone Steps Islands.

"Is this a fight?"

Aemon almost laughed out loud.

Whatever.

If he dares to show up in front of him, then they will have a harmonious relationship of “father saying goodbye and son smiling”.

Cut off his head and hang it on the city wall of Dragon Blood Castle.

"Don't be angry, this is just Damon's harsh words when he was driven away."

Lanar touched his forehead and smoothed his frown.

Smoothed out, then frowned again.

After being frowned, it was smoothed.

Iamon has a stinky face and shows the art of eyebrows.

"Compared to Daemon, we need to pay more attention to the situation in the Three Women's Kingdom and Dorne."

Rhaenys said suddenly.

Aemon looked over.

"Myr and Tyroshi mercenaries turned against each other and fought for months."

Rhaenys said, "Now the Tyroshi mercenaries have retreated to the islands of the disputed lands, and Myr has been divided into two factions fighting for power because of the losses in the war."

It's a good time to attack.

But risks and opportunities coexist.

Mill was more aggressive than ever at this moment, like a trapped animal.

It is very likely to counterattack before death.

After hearing this, Yimon's eyes lit up.

Fight well, fight against the infighting.

Internal strife ensues upon defeat, which is very much in Mill's tradition.

Rhaenys added: "Don't be happy too soon. The governors of Myr knew they were outnumbered and invited Prince Keoren of Dorne to help."

Myr and Dorne formed an alliance.

Eamon was not surprised.

The Three Kingdoms and Dorne have a common enemy, the Iron Throne.

The two parties have a cooperative relationship where both parties prosper and suffer together.