Game of Thrones: The Bronze and Fire Lord.

Chapter 230 Young Dragon of the Smoky Sea - Sunny Day

"What kind of training can they possibly provide?"

Aemon was amused.

Lannar didn't care at all and said, "You'd better go. Renilla's letter said that the princes are getting along a bit strangely and need a big boy to guide them."

"Oh?"

Aemon blinked.

How strange is it?
Aegon followed Lannino's example and took his brothers and nephews to a brothel together.

The former broke his leg, the latter broke his leg.

"Don't look at me, how would I know?"

Lannar took the twins' little hands and said as they walked back, "I've delivered the message. Don't come looking for me if Renilla gets angry."

His tone revealed a hint of jealousy.

Imon smiled gently.

There's a touch of Mrs. Rhea's sarcastic and unpredictable style in it.

After laughing, the family returned to River Valley.

Several years later, the seven kingdoms were at peace.

Under his rule, the valley connected Seagull Town with the Steps Islands and Mil, facilitating the flow of goods and promoting import and export trade.

Social customs gradually became more open, and the economy steadily improved.

He had a palace, two castles, and a secondary palace in the valley.

These are the Towers of Good Fortune in Riverdale, Runestone, Eagle's Nest, and Seagull Town.

River Valley is the capital of the valley and where he and his family usually live.

Runestone City governs the area south of the Moon Mountains, while Eagle's Nest City governs the area north of the Moon Mountains.

Good Fortune Tower is a side palace for the holiday and is used to train the two thousand naval personnel of Seagull Town.

Looking across the seven kingdoms, they could be described as having a rich and powerful family fortune.

……

Back in the Changqing Hall, the family sat down together for a meal.

"Taste this."

Janssf served Eamon a hot bread combo, saying enthusiastically, "My new BBQ bread is so good you'll want to devour all the sauce."

Imon looked at the food, which resembled a hamburger, and asked curiously, "How did you make it?"

It looks delicious.

It would have been better if I hadn't asked. But when I did, Janssf raised her chin and said proudly, "Bread made from flour ground from yellow corn produced in Dragon Valley, sliced ​​and spread with sauce, topped with cauliflower, pickles and a piece of roast beef."

They even ask you for the recipe for hamburgers.

Aemon took a bite, and the Soul Sauce exploded in his mouth.

The bread slices were golden and crispy, the roast beef was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and even the pickles were perfectly seasoned.

"We want to eat too."

Benedict and Renia pursed their lips and reached for the roasted meat bread on the silver plate.

"You don't eat this stuff because it's unhealthy."

Aemon moved the silver plate aside and gave one to Lannar and one to Jansef, keeping the rest for himself.

"what!!"

The twins stared longingly, their eyes gleaming with envy.

Imon ignored him and ate heartily.

Janssf is right, but not entirely right.

We'll try to take it, but you definitely can't beat me.

This is such an unhealthy thing; he's an adult, so he should eat it. Children should eat healthy dry bread.

"Stop bullying them."

Lanaer was quite helpless. She stood up, pulled over the silver plate, and shared the food with the twins.

The father is not acting like a father; he even steals his daughter's food.

Benedict and Renia were overjoyed, hugging and nibbling at the food with delight.

Imon rolled his eyes at Lannar.

What do you know!
Children should be taught to strive for what they want from a young age.

Only a true strong person deserves to be his child.

The atmosphere at the dinner table was harmonious and pleasant, without any unnecessary pre-meal prayers or rigid rules.

According to Imon's teachings to his children.

The land was conquered by your fathers, and the grain was grown by farmers.

If we're going to express our gratitude, we should thank both of them.

Gods are all fools; when you encounter problems, praying to gods is no better than going home and calling your father.

The gods may not respond to you, but your father might lend you a hand depending on his mood.

"Dragon Nest's harvest this year is pretty good."

Lana ate elegantly and chatted with Jansef sitting opposite her.

Imon chews.

They are a large family, with one father, four mothers, and three children.

As the crown princess, Rhaenyra spent most of her time in King's Landing.

Jenny is aloof and lives alone in the Eyrie.

Despite her humble origins, Janssf is the lubricant of this family.

For half the year, he would travel between Runestone and Eyrie to spend time with his mother, Lady Rhea, and Jenny.

……Um
To this day, Eamon still has doubts about Jenny's sexual orientation.

For the rest of the time, Janssf will stay in Riverdale, where she will participate in some community affairs or help Lanaer take care of her children.

They were extremely busy.

Janss: This family would fall apart without me.

His Highness the Prince sincerely admired his mother's good judgment in finding him a good wife.

"A good harvest in Dragon Valley means another bumper year for the valley."

Janssf talked in a more down-to-earth way.

Lana smiled, quite pleased with this pragmatic sister.

They are not competitive or greedy, but hardworking and down-to-earth.

After the initial awkward period, the two got along very well.

In particular, Eamon liked to be a hands-off manager, leaving the entire town of Vale and even the Vale to her to worry about.

Not to mention the heavy burden of raising two daughters.

With Janssf's help, it was a lifesaver.

Amon looked around and continued chewing.

This is the way a man should manage his family.

Humans are class-based animals, and this is especially true for each member of the same family.

He meddles in everything, and the women tend to cause trouble when they have free time.

He can remain invisible, and the women can find their own place on their own.

All he needed to do was subtly elevate Lannar's status.

Renilla and Jenny are proud and arrogant, so they'll stay in their own territory and keep to themselves.

It cleverly forms a stable framework.

Emon often felt fortunate that he was lucky enough to have his children born in the right order.

Rhaenyla gave birth to his eldest son, the universally acknowledged heir to the Iron Throne in the Seven Kingdoms.

Lannar gave birth to twin daughters for him.

The eldest daughter, Benedictine, has a more boyish personality and is even stronger than her brother, Jaehaerys Targaryen.

Imon intended to inherit the town of Vale and the entire Vale to her.

They are still in the observation period, which ends when Benedict comes of age and they get engaged.

Neither Jenny nor Janice were able to bear him any children, thus creating an age gap between his offspring and eliminating any concerns about potential scheming among those of similar age.

As for the issue of inheritance.

If they have children in the future, each child can inherit Runestone City and Eyrie City respectively.

In addition, he has a publicly acknowledged child in Milton.

However... there is no right of inheritance.

The dinner ended with endless conversation.

Imon patted the twins on the head and instructed them, "Come to the study later, I'll teach you to recognize characters and read."

"good!……"

Benedict and Renia spoke in unison.

Seeing this, Imon nodded in satisfaction and decided to go for a walk.

Janssf's cooking is really good.

Yes, the yellow jade wheat produced in Dragon Valley must also be of the highest quality.

Yellow wheat, also known as golden barley, is a high-grade crop that possesses a touch of magic.

One grain of wheat can assimilate one acre of ordinary wheat seedlings, and after harvesting, only one grain of yellow jade wheat seed will remain.

Imon had a total of five pills. He gave one to Renilla and transplanted the rest to the safe Dragon Valley.

Before the changes at Gushan, the bronze bird on the branch of the bronze sacred tree once spat out a clump of black soil.

Black soil buried in Dragon Valley will greatly enhance the soil's nutrients and slowly expand its influence in all directions.

Currently, half of Dragon Valley is made up of fertile black soil that is so fertile that it's oily when you squeeze a handful.

In addition to growing crops such as yellow corn, sugar beets, melons, fruits, pears, and peaches, many shrubs and vines also grow there.

It has become a prime habitat for dragons.

It's worth mentioning that Dragon Nest currently has six dragons. "I need to teach the girls to read; I have to go back to King's Landing tomorrow."

Aemon stretched lazily, feeling lazy at the thought of returning to King's Landing, a place like a melting pot.

I really don't want to face those ministers who are always looking for trouble.

……

The time came two days later.

Junlin, a domed dragon's lair.

Wow…

In the dimly lit hall, the sound of chains rattling, accompanied by a sharp hissing, suddenly broke the silence.

Clusters of torches illuminated the pitch-black entrance to the Dragon Pit.

Two strong dragon tamers, their faces tense, each dragged a barbed iron chain as thick as a wrist.

"Hiss!"

A half-grown dragon with green scales crawled out of the dragon pit, its wildness still evident as it looked around.

"and many more!"

In the center of the hall, an elderly dragon tamer with a stern face spoke in High Valyrian.

Beside him stood five boys with silver hair and purple eyes, two large and three small.

The two larger ones were dressed in green cotton clothes. Their appearances were not superhumanly beautiful; they had more of a long face like King Viserys and were rather ordinary.

The three children were all no more than 6 or 7 years old, and the oldest one was wearing the same style of green clothes as the two older boys.

Two children, not too big, were dressed in more elegant black clothes.

The three little boys were whispering to each other; each of them was exceptionally handsome and fit the stereotype of Valyrians.

One of the boys clenched his little fist and looked up at the old dragon tamer.

"Let it come to you on its own."

The elderly dragon tamer, with a stern face, gave instructions to the two dragon tamers who led out the green baby dragon.

The latter two dared not delay and gently untied the shackles from the young dragon's neck.

With a click, the shackles and barbed chains fell to the ground.

"Hiss!"

The green dragon let out a hiss and turned its neck a few times, suddenly feeling much more relaxed.

At this point, the young dragon truly begins to display its physical characteristics.

Its entire body is covered in moss-green scales, its wings are as red as the blazing sun, and even its pair of alert vertical pupils are like piercing eyes.

Its more detailed physical features are slightly different from those of ordinary dragons.

It does not have the dorsal scales unique to dragons such as Dreamfire and Seasmoke, nor is it covered in scales like Vaghar and Vomisor.

Starting from the forehead and extending to the end of the tail, a row of diamond-shaped thorns resembling dorsal scales grows.

The dragon's head was divine and handsome, with a pair of finely forked horns.

The combination of the horned crown and the diamond-shaped thorns resembles the withered branches and green leaves on a towering tree, resembling natural camouflage.

A special dragon species hatched from a sea dragon egg.

"Hiss!"

The green baby dragon saw familiar figures in the crowd and tentatively crawled forward.

It has only been incubating for a short time and is currently only about two meters long.

Upon seeing this, the elderly dragon tamer expressionlessly pushed the little boy, who was watching the young dragon, away.

The little boy looked back with some trepidation and glanced back helplessly.

“Make Sunny Day behave, Prince Jaeheris.”

A female dragon-tamer holding a bamboo staff acted as a translator and offered a reminder.

The little boy named Jaeheris licked his lips and eagerly shouted, "Be good, Sunny!"

That's the name of the green baby dragon.

It was taken by his father, the Targaryen regent and the Prince of the Vale.

Because the green dragon hatched on a clear, cloudless day, it was considered an auspicious occasion.

Young Dragon Qingtian blinked his vertical pupils and slowly approached the silver-haired boy with a familiar scent.

"Hiss!"

Suddenly, the young dragon Qingtian roared, revealing a mouthful of fangs.

Jahelis was startled and instinctively took a step back, shouting, "Stop!"

The roar stopped abruptly.

Young Dragon Qingtian tilted its head, scrutinizing the other dragon even more intently.

"here you go."

The elderly dragon tamer looked at the boy with admiration and patted him on the shoulder.

Jahelis frowned.

This can be praised?
The elderly dragon tamer saw through his thoughts and began to use his experience as a high-ranking Valyrian professor.

Jaeheris was only 4 years old and had not yet fully learned Higher Valyrian.

The female dragon tamer beside him explained in the Common Language: "My little princes, you must be able to tame your dragons."

She was speaking to the boys, and also teaching them together.

The two boys, dressed in green, behaved very differently.

The oldest was already a teenager, with long, slightly wavy, silver-gold hair draped over his shoulders, and he yawned boredly.

At the same time, the female dragon tamer said, "Just like Prince Aegon wielding the Sunfire."

The yawning boy is Aegon.

Aegon was over 14 years old, tall and thin, with a fair face and dark circles under his eyes, as if he hadn't woken up yet.

At the age of 12, he landed on Dragonstone and tamed a magnificent, golden dragon named "Yangyan".

He became the fourth legitimate dragon rider in the royal family.

The slightly smaller boy next to Aegon looked dejected and turned his head away, pretending not to care.

Aegon glanced at him, a wicked smile playing on his lips.

That was his dear brother, Imond.

Imond is 11 years old. The dragon egg in his cradle has been replaced once, and he has been to Dragonstone and Dragon's Lair many times.

No dragon eggs have been hatched yet, and no dragon has been tamed.

This put him at a disadvantage in his long-term rivalry with his older brother Aegon.

No one noticed the subtle tension between the two brothers.

The female dragon tamer continued to explain: "Once a dragon is connected to your mind, it will reject any commands from anyone else."

Jaeharis listened attentively, recalling his mother's frequent teachings.

The other two silver-haired boys were also looking around, absorbing the knowledge.

The older boy in the green shirt is the king's six-year-old son, Daeron Targaryen.

The smaller boy in black is Aegon Targaryen, the five-year-old second son of Prince Damon.

The two boys share the same father and are cousins ​​who are as close as family.

Along with Aegon and Aymond, the two older children.

Despite the age difference, the backstabbing and intrigue of the older generation didn't affect them, and they maintained a good relationship.

In the court, the two Aegon were referred to as "Great Aegon" and "Little Aegon".

The former always dragged the latter, along with his younger brothers and nephews, into fooling around, becoming the new generation's leader.

"Hiss!"

The young dragon, impatient with the waiting, let out a restless roar.

Jaeheris asked eagerly, "Can I speak now?"

As he spoke, he turned and glanced at the absent-minded Aegon.

He liked this uncle who loved to slack off, especially since the uncle was the only dragon rider among them.

Aegon crossed his arms and nodded slightly.

The elderly dragon tamer held down Jaeheris's shoulder and forcibly turned him around, undisturbed by the outside world.

"Dragon Flame, Clear Skies!"

Jaeheris stretched out his little hand, displaying a youthful, somewhat childish charm reminiscent of his father.

"Hiss!!"

The young dragon opened its mouth and spewed out a cloud of eerie green dragon flames.

The dragon's flames were swift and accurate, striking the sheep in the valley that the dragon tamer had brought beforehand.

The sheep let out a miserable cry and quickly burned to a black charcoal.

The dragon flames burned for a long time, until there was nothing left to burn.

Click!

The young dragon crawled over on a sunny day, and with the claws of one of its forelimbs, it tore open the charred, crispy skin of the sheep and lowered its head to gnaw on the remaining flesh and blood inside.

"I succeeded."

Jahelis was thrilled.

I no longer have to be overshadowed by my two younger sisters.

The elderly dragon tamer, feeling gratified, signaled to the other dragon tamers to keep a close eye on the little prince and the baby dragon, encouraging them to interact more.

behind them.

Aegon put his arm around Aymond's shoulder and whispered in his ear.

Darren and Egan huddled together, bustling around helping out.

It's obvious that this was a group crime committed by someone with a lot of bad intentions.

"What are you doing?"

As soon as Aemon entered the dragon's lair, he saw Aegon trying to trick Aemon.

(End of this chapter)