Game of Thrones: The Bronze and Fire Lord.

Chapter 274 The Crouching Dragon and the Young Phoenix

the next day.

The nobles, both high and low, from the river bend gathered in the old town, discussing the contents of yesterday's talks.

As the Tyrells declined, the Rhoywans rose to power.

The Hightoar family has suffered an epic nerf; can Oldtown still serve as a guiding light for the Southern Reach?

Although his lighthouse is gone.

It was bestowed upon Prince Aegon by Prince Aemon.

Count Thaddeus stood at the back of the crowd, scoffing at these remarks.

He had received word that the Strang family of Harrenhal had moved to a new residence, and that Harrenhal, the most important city in the Riverlands, had fallen to the Prince Regent.

Many people are unaware of the power distribution in the Hejian region.

But he knew very well.

The Tully family of Riverrun has declined with each generation, especially since the time of Duke Grave Tully.

Lao Tuli was mediocre and couldn't control the feudal lords of Hejian when he was young.

Now that I'm older, my energy is not what it used to be.

It is said that his son managed the internal affairs of Riverrun.

In this situation, Tully had no choice but to cling to the royal family.

Even though he himself was very stubborn and never agreed with the king's appointment of Princess Raniella, the "Light of the Kingdom," as crown princess.

Among the great lords of the Riverlands, the Blackwood and Brecken families had a long-standing feud, but they were surprisingly united in their attitude toward the royal family.

Follow the king's will and support Princess Rhaenyra, who is the heir to the Iron Throne.

Not to mention the royalist Strang family, the rising Frey family, and others...

Obedience is almost ingrained in their bones.

Of the seven kingdoms, the Riverlands are probably the only place where governance can be strengthened without the use of force.

Controlling Harrenhal further reinforced this point.

Count Thaddeus was very clever and had privately discussed the current situation of the kingdom with his brother-in-law, Count Donald.

The conclusion is that undercurrents are brewing.

Seven kingdoms, nine families, and three free trade city-states.

House Targaryen ruled their own domains; Prince Aemon ruled the Vale, the Stepstone Isles, and Myr, while Prince Daemon governed Rhys.

There is also a royal relative, the sea serpent Corliss, who controls half of the kingdom's fleet and rules over Tyros.

The alliance of Valyrian bloodlines has already taken control of nearly half of the kingdom's power.

With Prince Aemon's planning, the Riverlands came under his control, the Reach was divided into three parts, and the royal bloodline was spread.

The two most important areas—population and grain production—have once again regained a high degree of loyalty.

The remaining Stormlands are related to the "Uncrowned Queen" Rhaenys, and Ser Lannino is remarried to Baratheon's daughter.

In the West, there was a Tyrann Lannister serving as Lord Chancellor, while in the North, the ruler was young and insecure, preoccupied with his own problems.

The Iron Islands were practically a roadside island; they were almost wiped out when the sea serpents cornered them on Pike Island.

What does such a high degree of concentration of power represent?
Conquer Dorne!

Count Thaddeus was horrified upon reflection, yet inexplicably found it both reasonable and exciting.

The Reach nobles and Dorne are sworn enemies.

With a strong and powerful royal army, conquering Dorne was politically correct.

The Reach and Stormlands were the main forces that marched to Dorne.

He is now a leading figure in the River Bend area.

As long as they adapt to the times, they will surely leave a significant mark on history.

Thaddeus Rowan, the vanguard in the fight against Dorne.

The Apple God of War – Count Thaddeus.

The Reach Spear – Thaddeus, Warden of the South.

Overthrowing the mediocre Leonor Strong and seizing the throne of the King's Hand is just around the corner.

Count Thaddeus blushed at the thought.

“Brother-in-law, the nobles of the Reach have strong opinions about Prince Imon’s orders.”

Earl Donald, rather exasperated, interrupted his reverie.

Count Thaddeus was furious and muttered, "Do they think I'm not qualified to be the Warden of the South?"

"it's not true."

“Then shut them up. Prince Aegon must remain in the Reach.”

Count Thaddeus took a hard line.

The power of "Golden Blaze" was evident to all the nobles of the River Bend.

In the future, when facing the Dornish, they will have to rely on Aegon riding the Sunfire to help them.

No one can stop him from making progress!

"What does it mean that Prince Aegon was sealed in the Tower of Babel, and that Targaryen blood flowed into the Reach?"

"What happened in the valley must not be repeated."

"Don't forget, the two princes are here for a marriage alliance."

The nobles of the river bend all wore worried expressions and chattered amongst themselves.

Upon hearing these words, Count Thaddeus gradually turned red.

He rolled up his sleeves, ready to argue a bit.

boom--

Suddenly, a gust of wind swept behind the towering tower, and a massive figure enveloped the tower that reached into the clouds.

Everyone felt a chill on their heads, followed by a surge of sweltering heat.

“Hiss—”

The majestic bronze dragon raised its head and roared, flapping its large, rock-colored wings and soaring into the sky a thousand meters high.

The discussion stopped abruptly.

The Reach nobles suddenly realized how the Vale had come to be Targaryen and how ruthless the young regent had been in battle.

The power of the river bend seems insufficient.

"Long live the Prince!"

Count Thaddeus raised his arms and shouted.

The nobles turned around and stared speechlessly at this leader who was so eager to make progress.

With the Duke of Garland crippled, the only one who can command the lords is the "Guardian of the South".

Judging from the current situation, they will only be ordered to surrender.

"Long live the Prince!"

"Long live the Regent..."

After a two-and-a-half-minute silence, scattered praises began to emanate from the crowd, which then rapidly increased in number.

"Hiss!"

Another gust of wind howled, and the pale blue dream flames soared into the sky.

Two giant dragons, one bronze and one light blue, hovered in the sky, casting shadows over the vast old town.

The nobles of the Reach bowed their heads and shouted, some even kneeling on one knee.

You can't fight a dragon, no matter who you fight.

Fighting a dragon is no different from fighting fire.

His Highness the Prince once said a profound truth.

"He who knows the current affairs is a hero!"

...

Mandeb River, East Bank.

boom--

Vomisol, its vertical pupils half-closed, crashed through the loose clouds, creating a series of whooshing sounds.

As Aemon sat astride his dragon saddle, he pondered whether or not to increase the strength of the Reach nobles.

A group of lords living comfortably, I'm just afraid they'll be turned into pigs.

"Hiss!" Dreamfire flew past, stretching its neck and roaring.

Amon snapped out of his reverie and glanced down to spot a splash of gold amidst the wildflowers.

"Kagerou?"

The golden young dragon curled up in a ball, lying pitifully among the flowers and plants.

Imon piloted Vomisor to land.

The whirlwind from the flapping wings stirred up petals, engulfing half of the golden dragon's body.

"Imon!"

Aegon emerged from under the pale pink dragon wings, looking disheveled.

"How did you get into this situation?"

Aemon dismounted from the dragon's back, utterly astonished.

"Needless to say, it's all that wretched Imond's fault!"

Aegon gets angry at the mere mention of it and launches a barrage of verbal attacks on his brother.

From him, Imon also learned about his recent movements.

After Aegon was defeated, Sunfire was injured and unable to fly long distances.

He had been sleeping outdoors for several days.

Aemon raised an eyebrow, looking at the scorched earth with fish bones in front of Yangyan, and then at Aegon's filthy mouth smeared with jam.

This is Aegon catching fish to feed the dragon and gathering berries to fill his own stomach.

After eating it for several days in a row, I couldn't wipe the corners of my mouth clean, and my hands were covered in red and purple juice.

"Sigh, it's not easy for anyone."

Aemon sighed inwardly and took back his words of admonition.

They've already gone through this.

I'll go buy some melon seeds for Geng Shazi later.

"Aegon, you have a castle now."

Helena landed riding on Dreamfire, casually announcing the good news.

"Ah, me?"

Aegon opened his mouth wide and pointed at himself.

"Yes, it's you."

Helena looked serious.

The brother and sister communicated about the cause and effect.

Egon stared in disbelief, scratching his head. He felt itchy because he hadn't washed his scalp in days.

Although he was not granted the title of prince, he also failed to defeat High Court.

But after many twists and turns, he became the owner of the towering pagoda and also gained two vassal states.

It seems...not bad either.

"Hehe, that's really amazing."

Yigen smiled shyly.

Imon couldn't bear to watch any longer, so he took out some dry food from his spatial ring and tossed it to him.

Fate is just so unpredictable.

The fruits of some people's hard work are nothing more than peaches that others casually pick up.

Aegon was a fool who had good fortune.

Even if someone is a lump of mud, if you say they can do it, they can, and if they can't, they can.

"thank you."

Upon seeing the dry bread, Aegon immediately began to inhale it in a frenzy.

"Hiss~"

Yang Yan shifted its body, its dragon snout nudging the rider, curious about what the other was secretly eating.

“Go back to Old Town by yourself, Sir Garwin will entertain you.”

Imon shook his head, then left with Helena.

"Why are you going?"

Aegon was alarmed. "Don't leave him here alone."

Imon ignored him and rode Vormisor into the air.

He could tell that Yang Yan's injuries weren't serious; with the dragon's regenerative abilities, he had already recovered to about 70-80%.

The reason for playing jungle.

It was simply that Aegon knew he had caused trouble and was afraid of being killed if he showed his face.

...

noon.

Aemon summoned Lord Carsway of Bitterbridge and led a hundred cavalrymen to Durstonbury.

Why is it an earl and not a baron?
Of course, he was the one who was kind.

Westeros does not have a strict system of titles; it is more appropriate to refer to them collectively as lords.

Lord Caswell didn't care about the title of Earl or Baron; what he cared about was the tangible benefits his family would gain after winning favor.

Larger territories, more land-based assets.

Durstonbury.

The fairytale-like castle is now blackened by fire at the top of its towers, and its courtyards and gardens are damaged.

Even from a great distance, you could see the black smoke rising upwards.

"Hiss!"

A hideous, brown dragon crawled out of the flower bushes outside the white city walls, its snout carrying half a bloody sheep, roaring and intimidating the cavalry.

Its ugly appearance and vicious temper instantly served as a warning.

"Prince!"

Count Casway tightened the reins and cried out in alarm.

Aemon rode Vormisor down.

A massive bronze dragon descended before the castle gates, blocking the wide, earthen road.

After surveying the situation at Durstonbury, Eamon had a general idea of ​​what was going on.

"Imon, and his sister too!?"

Aymond sprang up from the grass, his orphan-like appearance, covered in grass blades, not much better than Aegon's.

Imon was puzzled.

The uncle has two such outstanding sons.

"You look pretty good?"

Helena's eyes were clear, and she was very relieved that her younger brother hadn't been hurt at all.

Just as Imond was about to boast, he saw Imond's scrutinizing gaze and immediately felt guilty, not daring to look up.

He's doing much better than Aegon.

The reason for their embarrassing situation is self-inflicted.

The burning of Durstonbury terrified the guards and servants in the castle, who then surrendered the city.

Imond was naturally suspicious and cautious in his actions.

He feared that someone would harm him if he dismounted from the dragon's back.

Or poison his food.

These past few days I've been flying to faraway places, eating and drinking in hotel rooms.

Because I didn't bring enough money, I couldn't afford a hotel or a shower, and I ended up smelling terrible.

But he doesn't look down on himself.

He was simply pondering in the wilderness what excuse he could use to get "his king father" to grant him Durstonbury.

Unexpectedly, Aemon arrived first.

(End of this chapter)