Game of Thrones: The Bronze and Fire Lord.

Chapter 263 The Giant "Chestnut"

"The Children of the Forest have crossed the Great Wall?"

Imon frowned slightly.

Ye Zi quickly waved her hand: "No, they found out I hadn't been heard from for a long time, so they followed my scent to confirm my safety."

The Children of the Forest have a difficult life, and she is the only newborn in decades.

Upon hearing this, Imon decided to believe her for the time being.

"Come with me, you'll see when you meet them."

Ye Zi turned and led the way.

Shenyan Lake, Qianmian Island.

Aemon saw two male forest children wearing helmets with antlers and soft armor made of bark.

I wonder if it's due to the unique nature of magical creatures.

In Eamon's view, although the female forest children were strange, they were still in line with human aesthetics.

The male children of the forest are ugly.

He was short and stocky, with brown skin and messy hair, dressed as a warrior.

It bears a striking resemblance to the legendary dwarfs.

"You are the king of the valley. Thank you for taking care of the leaves all this time."

A square-faced, serious-looking male forest child spoke, bowing respectfully.

Another child of the forest followed suit, comically mimicking the actions.

"Have you been to the valley?"

Imon turned to look at Ye Zi, hoping she wouldn't cause trouble for him in Dragon Valley.

not at all.

The Lonely Mountain became a volcano, and the Dragon Valley is inhabited by giant dragons. Even if the children of the forest had ten times the courage, they would not dare to venture in rashly.

After accurately locating the leaf, they had a conversation and then went to find Eamon.

Shenyan Lake and Qianmian Island are special because they are the sites where the early inhabitants and the children of the forest once signed a peace agreement.

To this day, there are still more than a dozen dead but not rotten weirwood trees on Qianmian Island.

"We never expected that humans would accept the leaves."

The first to speak, the Forest Child "Acorn," said with emotion, "Since the leaves are alright, we can go back in peace."

However, there is still a problem.

"Look, look."

The leaves circled around Imon, pushing him toward the dead weirwood forest.

boom! boom!
The ground on the island trembled, the bare branches of the weirwood trees shook, and a tall figure emerged from within.

Eamon's eyes widened, revealing the light of a child seeing a beloved toy.

A giant!
"Hello."

The giant was over seven meters tall, dressed in tattered animal skins, and made a dull, thick, and clumsy sound when he opened his mouth.

"Hello, big guy."

Imon tilted his head back and looked the endangered species up and down.

It is indeed very tall, and its size is also very large.

However, they were not like the legendary giants, possessing wisdom and being tall and imposing.

Instead, he looked like a fool, and his face was extremely ugly.

The giant lowered his head, stared wide-eyed at the "short" Aemon, and said in a rough voice, "I... Chestnut, I'm hungry."

Imon felt a gust of wind blow towards him, and closed his eyes, resigned to the situation.

Wait until the wind stops.

He turned to Ye Zi and asked, "What's going on? Have giants crossed the Great Wall too?"

Are the Night's Watchmen blind?

Forget about the Children of the Forest; the giants are too big to see them anyway.

Ye Zi explained, "Chestnut was taller and stronger than the other giants, and ate more, so he was driven out by his tribe."

In an unexpected turn of events, the giant chestnut chased away a pack of wolves led by ice wolves for the Children of the Forest, rekindling the friendship between their ancestors.

However, the Children of the Forest are purely vegetarian and consume very little, so they simply cannot afford to feed the Giant Chestnut.

This time, her tribesmen came to her with the intention of secretly taking the giant chestnut to the "Valley Kingdom" they knew, and raising it in the Bright Moon Mountains where it would be better for survival.

“The North is bitterly cold, and the Night’s Watch is always short-handed. Some castles are sealed off with ice, and we use the paths of these unguarded castles to get around to the Wall.”

Ye Zi then explained the route for smuggling.

Aemon felt helpless; even among the Night's Watch, there were those who slacked off.

But I can't make excessive demands on myself.

After all, the Night's Watchmen have already suffered a lot; they've done their duty by keeping the wildlings out of the Wall.

"If I leave him here, will he obey?"

Aemon pointed to the gifted giant.

"Of course, giants are a species with a simple and honest nature."

The leaves nodded like chicks pecking at rice.

Imon calmly replied, "Alright, I'll reluctantly take him in."

That's what I said, but I was secretly very excited.

Giants!
They were giants who were 3 or 4 meters taller than average, growing to over 7 meters.

If he were to wear the runic armor he forged himself, and wield a shield and a meteor hammer, he would be slaughtering everything in his path on the battlefield.

Given the same size, he believed that a seven-meter giant would be more effective than a seven-meter sub-adult dragon.

As for equipping giants with rune armor, wouldn't that be a waste?
Imon said.

Surely no one would actually be assigned to a Titan comrade and not given armor or weapons?

No, no, no.

"Come with me, fill your belly, big guy."

Imon greeted the "working giant".

"Thanks."

The giant chestnut wore a pair of misshapen animal skin boots, and a childlike, innocent, happy smile appeared on his ugly face.

Upon seeing this, the two children of the forest bid farewell to the leaf, saying they were returning to the Great Wall.

The leaves were reluctant to leave, but there were still more than ten years of debt to repay.

……

Several days have passed.

News of Earl Hobert Hightower, the "Voice of Oldtown," falling from his horse and suffering fatal injuries spread quickly.

His son, Mond Hightoir, summoned his vassals and assembled a large army, which was stationed on the banks of the Meadow.

Meanwhile, the High Court refused to back down.

Duke Garland Tyrell sent his stepmother, Lady Siri, to the City of the Golden Tree, and then summoned his vassals, with troops from all sides of the Reach converging.

Although no statement has been made yet, tensions are already running high.

Old town.

"Don't stop me, I want to get out."

Egon's face turned red with anger, but he couldn't shake off the clingy guard.

"Please bear with it, Your Highness."

Lin Man followed beside her, panting as she tried to persuade her. Things were getting dangerous in the river bend now.

If he were to follow his usual code of conduct, he would definitely return to Beehive City and stay indoors, waiting for the conflict between the feudal lords to pass before making any further moves.

But since he was already in the old town, he couldn't very well desert his post.

Prince Aegon was the backbone of House Hightower, and Ser Mondstadt had him closely watched.

"Does he think he can stop me if I want to leave?"

Aegon was furious, but he still wanted to admire the beauty of the Reach and find a beautiful girl there for a money-grubbing romance.

"Of course I wouldn't dare."

Lin Man quickly responded, saying, "But you are of noble birth, and the chaos in the River Bend is just beginning to emerge. Unless you ride a dragon back to King's Landing..."

"I'm not going back!"

Egon resolutely refused.

He hadn't yet tasted the beauty of the water-loving girl, nor had he had enough of the wonderful life in the river bend where he was the center of attention.

What suffering would they endure if they went back to King's Landing?

"Then you should calm down first; there are plenty of places to have fun in the old town."

Lin Man spoke earnestly and patiently.

Egon was reluctant.

At this moment, Larry descended from upstairs, leaning on his scepter, and smiled, "Highgarden and Oldtown are evenly matched. With Prince Aegon in charge of Oldtown, I believe the nobles of the Reach will all give way."

Aegon glanced at him and silently straightened his chest.

“We all know that the fire in Highgarden has nothing to do with the Hightower family, but the Earl of Hobart’s fall from his horse is inextricably linked to Highgarden.”

Larry gradually figured out Aegon's character and feigned disappointment, saying, "The closer we get to this point, the more we need a powerful and wise leader, like a conqueror, to lead and uphold justice."

"That's right!"

Aegon stopped acting and believed that he was the person Larry was talking about.

Laris said solemnly, "Oldtown needs you, and your dragon."

"That's right!"

Aegon raised his voice.

In the end, a cripple tricked a fool into becoming crippled.

Ego was in high spirits and ran back upstairs, clamoring to put on his armor.

"you……"

Lin Man was very dissatisfied.

They fooled Prince Aegon into thinking he was a Dornish.

Larry, supporting himself with his scepter, moved slowly and chuckled, "When facing extraordinary people, you need extraordinary methods. The result was good."

"Does Lord Leonor know why you are here?"

Lin Man questioned him with suspicion.

Larry the Bending Foot was notorious in King's Landing.

"It was Prince Imon who entrusted me with this important task."

Larry is using someone else's name to intimidate others.

"Prince Aemon, what can he ask you to do?"

Lin Man found him even more suspicious.

Lars's smile faded, and he lowered his head: "If you don't believe me, you can write to Harrenhal."

Having said that, as if his pride had been hurt, he limped and struggled upstairs.

Lin Man frowned, staring at his retreating figure in deep thought.

After a while.

Lin Man was too lazy to pursue the matter, but was troubled by another thing, and asked with a worried look, "Where did Prince Imond go?"

May the seven gods protect you and keep you safe from harm.

His old bones can't take any more strain.

……

Golden Tree City.

A large castle built of white marble, with a courtyard planted with a large number of fruit trees, guarding the central circular castle.

"Hiss!"

An ugly, muddy dragon lay on a pile of crushed apples, roasting a plump sheep with the aroma of fruitwood.

Golden Apple Hall.

Imond stood to one side, quietly watching people walk back and forth in the hall.

Count Thaddeus Rowan, his face full of worry, his large, round belly protruding, kept muttering, "What to do, what to do..."

His new lord, Garland Tyrell, ordered him to mobilize troops to support Highgarden.

It should be noted that the Luo family occupies the northern part of the river bend, which can be described as half of the country.

If they mobilize all of them, then it's a real war.

"Alas, I hope the king can step in and stop it."

Thaddeus hoped.

This isn't a necessary war, and winning it would benefit the Luo Wan family.

Internal strife in the river bend.

Even if they emptied their coffers to support Highgarden and Tyrell, they would only lose money and not make a profit.

“The cunning Garland Tyrell.”

Thaddeus cursed inwardly.

The claim that sending his stepmother, Lady Xirui, to Jinshu City would be safer was actually a way to force him to send troops.

With the widow of the old lord by his side, he abandoned any thought of remaining uninvolved.

Imond remained silent, his eyes glancing at the topographical map of the Reach hanging on the wall of the hall.

He arrived this morning.

My purpose was simple: I suddenly remembered that Count Thaddeus was one of my sister's marriage candidates, and I also wanted to borrow the complete map of the Reach.

Other noble families also had maps, but many details were unclear.

After a while, Imond took a closer look at the Mande River basin on the map.

"Are you interested in maps?"

Thaddeus, having seen many storms, quickly recovered from his panic and approached the prince.

Imond nodded: "The river bend is quite large."

“The Mande River originates in the bay guarded by the Shield Islands, flows inland through Highgarden, and branches out throughout the entire Reach.”

Thaddeus pointed to the map and spoke eloquently: "Apart from the Golden Tree City in the north, the main stream of the Mande River flows from west to east, with places like the Wine Hall, Long Table Castle, Bitter Bridge, and Bumpy Village along the way."

The land is so fertile thanks to the Mandeb River's numerous bends.

It supported a large number of nobles.

Is there still any land suitable for cultivation?

Imond asked, as if possessed.

Thaddeus thought for a moment and said, “Yes, there is, but good land already has owners, and cultivating land is very difficult.”

Imond nodded slowly.

But deep down, I thought, "Cultivating is too much work; it would be better to find something ready-made."

(End of this chapter)