Game of Thrones: The Bronze and Fire Lord.

Chapter 302 Guiding Once—The Secret of the Dragonstone
"Gentlemen, the time has come to conquer Dorne!"

Standing at the foot of the first fire peak, Imon drew his sword, "Lady of Emptiness," and cried out.

"Set off!!"

Colis, clad in heavy armor, led his army into battle.

Fifteen miles west, the strait becomes visible, blocking the way.

At the order, the boats crossed the river.

The Valerian family's large ships repeatedly carried the Unsullied and the Second Sons to Broken Arm Horn.

"Target: Yangji City!"

Rune Guard Rob rode his warhorse, exuding an awe-inspiring presence.

Corliss switched to sea routes, took over the Mil Navy, and led a total of eighty large ships with nearly ten thousand men. They entered the Summer Sea from the Fjord and then took control of the Greenblood River.

"When shall we set off?"

Imond dragged a goat and eagerly fed it to the mud dragon who never tired of eating goat.

"Hiss!"

The sheep thief devoured the sheep, swishing his tail with delight.

The young man did a good job, which suits me very well.

"Wait, neither Yangji City nor King's Landing has made a move yet."

Imon stayed at the foot of the mountain, studying how to build bridges and cities.

“It will cost a lot of money to build a bridge here.”

Helena squatted down beside them, discussing the matter earnestly in a low voice.

Imon nodded: "It costs money, so why not ask your uncle?"

The appearance of the Arm of Dorne connected the two continents, East and West.

The strait in the middle, while facilitating maritime transport, hindered the movement of carriages and armies.

A bridge needs to be built across the sea.

Helena tilted her head, furrowed her brow, and listened to what he said.

"What are we waiting for? Let's just charge straight over there."

Imond was extremely anxious and expressed his incomprehension.

The war of conquest gave the Dornish people the opportunity to prepare, allowing them to abandon their city and flee into the desert.

We should learn from this lesson: charge forward with the dragon and give them no chance.

Imon ignored him and turned to sit down on a flat, square rock to rest.

The slogan is to conquer Dorne, but it cannot be taken as a military conquest.

Coollen was a wise and ambitious man.

They wouldn't just stand by and watch Dorn be destroyed in their hands.

Having just suffered the "Battle of the Sinking Ships," Dorne was severely weakened and unable to resist the overwhelming army.

However, there are many noble lords in western Dorne, such as the Fowler, Uller, and Dayne families, all of whom are quite powerful.

Therefore, Coollen can still catch his breath.

What Imon had to do was to stretch Coollen like a rubber band, making him blush and turn red in the face.

The best approach is to incite internal strife in Dorne.

According to information from the Black Rose Collection.

The Ellenwood family suffered heavy losses, and there was considerable resentment towards Coollen within the family.

The Fowlers, pressured by the Reach army, completely disobeyed their lord's orders.

Not to mention the half-mad, half-stupid lunatics of the Uller family.

At this moment, Dorn was like a powder keg, ready to explode at the slightest external pressure.

Coollen's choices were either to persevere or to take a roundabout approach.

In terms of presentation, look at Sunspear City and King's Landing.

If the Sea Serpents could hold off Koolen in Sunspear City, it means they aren't as indomitable as they seem.

If news comes from King's Landing that Lord Olaf has been released, or that Dorne is demanding a hostage exchange, it means that the marriage alliance has become a stepping stone to conquer Dorne.

"We can't build a bridge that long."

Helena pondered for a long time, frowning slightly, and came to her final conclusion.

Imon was taken aback, then laughed and said, "It can't be repaired that long."

The 200-meter bridge is built across the sea, allowing boats to pass underneath and being wide enough to cross it.

Given the skill level of artisans in Westeros, it certainly wouldn't be feasible.

"The long bridge in Valantis would probably meet the requirements."

Helena whispered.

Imon nodded at first, then shook his head.

The Long Bridge is hailed as one of the ten wonders of the world. It spans the Lorne River and is wide enough for two four-wheeled carriages to pass each other.

However, it is too time-consuming and labor-intensive.

It took the combined efforts of Valanthi, forty years, and millions of Radiant Coins (Valanthi currency, equivalent in value to a Golden Dragon) to barely complete its construction.

Imon can't wait forty years.

Even with my uncle's petty mind, the national treasury couldn't possibly produce millions of gold dragons.

"We still have to figure it out ourselves."

Imon sighed and brought up the card panel.

A white mist swirled around, and the phantom images of three grayish cards appeared.

He reached out and poked it.

Bo~~
Three beams of light of different colors flashed by, and the reflections of the three gray cards flipped over one by one.

1. [Guidance once]: "A medium to small opportunity."

The card features a golden finger pointing in a direction against a green background.

2. [A rare ruby ​​necklace]: "No woman can resist me."

The card is white overall, depicting a silver chain link and an ornate necklace inlaid with triangular rubies.

3. [Sweet Fruit]: "Sweeter than honey, a harvested fruit in autumn."

The card has a blue background with a plump, yellow-orange fruit shaped like a pumpkin and topped with green leaves.

"Oh, this is a familiar card."

Amon immediately recognized the "guidance" and a bright smile appeared on his face.

As His Highness grows older, his luck has waned.

Magic cards with special properties, such as "Guide Once" or "Stamina +1", can take a very long time to draw.

Their physique is already extraordinary, and even with stamina increases of +1 or +2, the effects are not noticeable.

The three cards are side by side, and their prices are as follows:

Green Card: [80 Mana Essence]

White Card: [10 Mana Essence]

Blue Card: [250 Mana Essence]

Imon was taken aback: "A single fruit is so valuable?"

The exchange of Magic Essence is highly valuable.

The Sapphire Amulet, which can withstand three instances of significant magical damage, only cost 300 mana essence.

"It's so expensive, I have to try it."

Imon stroked his chin and poked directly at the card.

Mwah mwah mwah~~~~
All three cards are awakened.

[Guidance once] It transformed into a beam of emerald green light, disappearing into the palm of the hand.

A hazy white light landed on her leg, transforming into a radiant ruby ​​necklace.

The last card was cut in half, and its azure light flashed and disappeared.

Aemon reached out his hand.

puff~
A bright orange fruit, about the size of a mangosteen, falls out of nowhere and rolls in my palm, releasing a refreshing and delightful fragrance.

It smells like honey and like fructose.

But it smells better than any of those, making even the most hungry kids drool.

Phew!

Without even wiping it, Eamon opened his mouth and took a bite.

"Constitution +3... Magic Power +1... Toxin Resistance +35%..."

One bite, and a series of panel notification sounds came out.

"Hmm?" Imon perked up.

This thing is so powerful, and it can even increase toxin resistance.

Imon took it seriously and slowly took another small bite.

"..."

There was no movement.

"It seems only the first bite works," Imon thought to himself.

Looking down, I saw that there was still a little more than half of the sweet fruit left.

Imon looked away and called out, "Helena, come here!"

It must be said that any panel produced is of the highest quality.

It tastes much better than the spiritual fruit he found himself.

One is in the sky, the other on the ground.

If it weren't for the fact that it's too far from home and I was worried about delaying the results, I would really like to let Lanaer and the others try it.

"I'm coming."

Helena dusted off her hands and ran over in a rather unladylike manner.

Aemon offered him a piece of fruit and said, "Take a bite."

"it is good."

Without hesitation, Helena bent down and took a small bite of the juicy fruit.

"good to eat!"

The next second, the little girl's eyes widened.

It's too sweet.

"Of course it's sweet, and it's expensive too." Eamon chuckled, more curious about whether the sweet fruit had worked. Helena said, "My tummy feels warm, and I'm not so tired anymore."

These words left Imon undecided.

Regulating Qi and blood, and nourishing the body, are the basic effects of spiritual plants.

As she was thinking, Helena stared intently at the sweet fruit, resisting the urge to devour it all, and pursed her lips.

"Imond, come here!"

Imon decided to find someone a little more reliable.

"Come on."

Imond pushed away the sheep thief who was teasing him and came over following the scent.

He had long since discovered that his cousin and sister were eating delicious food behind his back.

Out of consideration for his pride, he remained silent.

"Eat." Imon was direct.

Imond grasped his hand and then, with a thud, delivered a bulldozer-like blow.

The sweet fruit nearly died.

"..."

Helena stared blankly, then glanced at her younger brother, suddenly becoming a little restless.

"It's delicious, and it makes you feel warm all over after eating it."

Imond ate with great pleasure, feeling as if his mouth, nose, and stomach were filled with a sweet aroma.

"Gone?"

"Ah."

"Really gone?"

"Ah."

Aemon glanced at Aemon, then at the sweet fruit, feeling a sense of utter waste, like feeding ginseng fruit to a pig.

"Woooooo~~"

Helena covered her mouth, drooling.

She only ate a tiny bit.

Seeing her pitiful state, Eamon generously said, "Eat up. I'll share some with you later when I have more."

He gave her all the remaining sweet fruit.

Helena hesitated for a moment, somewhat disgusted by the spot where Imond had bitten her, but in the end she couldn't resist the temptation.

Don't look down on your own brother.

After they finished eating, Eamon waved for them to go play somewhere else.

Open the [Magic Essence Panel]

Aemon Targaryen

Talent: Dreamer (Gold)
Bloodline: Ancient Valyrian Dragon King (59%)

Skills: Archery (100% accuracy), Horsemanship (Top-tier), Swordsmanship (Top-tier)...

Sorcery: Binding Spell (Mastery), Burning Rune (Proficient), Fortification Rune (Mastery), Poison Resistance (Beginner)...

Magic Cards: Robust (Blue), Rock Solid - Intermediate (Purple), Kingly Aura (Purple), One Guidance (Green)
Factions: Vale (entire territory), Myr, Arm of Dorne, Isle of Tars, White Garden, Starstalker
Equipment: Space Ring, "Lament," "Lady of the Void," War Horn, Dual Valyrian Daggers, Pyromancer's Stone Sculpture, Pyromancer's Nightlight...

Pets: Golden-nosed Rat (Blue), White Deer (Auspicious Beast)

Review: "Think of a wish, and let the cards guide you."

Imon examined it carefully and confirmed that the Bloodline gauge had increased by 0.5%, which he assumed was due to an increase in stamina and magic power.

It's 1% away from the 60% blood concentration.

However, the panel will intervene.

The new "Poison Resistance" option in the [Witchcraft] section is undoubtedly due to poison resistance.

"Great, I have one less weakness."

Imon smiled slightly.

Even a basic 35% toxin resistance is better than being killed by a little poison.

Some low-grade poisons wouldn't kill him.

The screen changes, and the card panel is brought up.

Beside the gleaming golden hourglass below: [Essence Quantity: 10]

The lettering, though in gold, appeared as glaring red to Imon.

Infusing 10,000 points of magic essence into the [Flame Hammer] is like going back to square one.

The 40 Magic Essences I obtained from "Red Rain", "Lament", "Lady of Emptiness", and "Dragon Fang and Dragon Claw" in the past few days, plus the remaining 320 Magic Essences, were used again to exchange for cards.

Even a pitiful 10 Magic Essence.

"It was definitely worth the price, I'll give it another thumbs up next time."

Aemon comforted himself.

All the sacrifices were for the family, for the children, and for the propagation of the dragon.

He flipped his palm over and took out the [Guidance Once] talisman.

Bo~~
The card shattered, turning into a cluster of pale golden light.

Aemon silently prayed to find the fastest and best way to repair the bridge.

Pale golden light rippled and formed a picture.

Bang! Bang!
In the dimly lit scene, a gaunt old man with gray hair wields a forging hammer, standing in front of a furnace repairing a sword.

The sword has a slender blade, a hilt shaped like a dragon's wing, and is light silver-gray in color.

Dark Sisters!

The scene shifts to a magnificent city built against a mountain, with a clock tower standing atop the highest peak in the city.

Between the city walls and arrow towers, there was a figure of an Unsullied in full black armor.

Bo~~
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“Kohol!” Imon murmured.

He saw Damon's "Dark Sisters," and the Unsullied who existed only in Mill and Corhol.

After the father-son duel in the "Battle of Changhu", the clan swords "Dark Sisters" were pulled ashore from the water.

The battle was so intense that the sword was slightly bent and the blade was chipped.

Unexpectedly, Damon was sent to Kohol for repairs.

No wonder there has been no news of fighting in Kohor.

"what?"

A sudden inspiration struck Imon, and he focused his attention on the old blacksmith.

The blacksmith who can repair the "Dark Sisters" must be a master blacksmith who has mastered the secret art of reforging Valyrian steel.

[One guidance session] will not be in vain.

"These blacksmiths who are so protective of their tools have a secret!"

Aemon's eyes lit up.

When he thought of the ability to build a cross-sea bridge, he immediately thought of the lost "Dragon Stone" secret technique.

The stone drum tower on Dragonstone, Valyrian Boulevard in Mil.

They are all built with dragon stone.

Eamon assured that it wasn't special cement.

If you think about it, it's really possible.

"We have the secrets of the Freehold Emperor and the reforging of Valyrian steel, so we don't need the Dragonstone secrets."

Imon made up his mind to find an opportunity to visit Kohor.

Ideally, we should team up with Damon to take down Kohol.

Those blacksmiths who mastered the secret techniques were tougher than the Dornish.

Even if we kill them, we will never reveal a single word of the technology we possess.

The best way is to conquer Kohor and bring these "highly skilled" blacksmiths back into the Dragon King's fold.

……

The King's Landing.

"You are Prince Aemon's wife, the legendary 'Light of the Kingdom,' Rhaenyra Targaryen?"

Elaine sat crouched in the Red Keep dungeon, her eyes stinging from the torchlight.

Not long ago, she moved from Dragonstone to King's Landing.

"I didn't expect that just a few days away from King's Landing would change the way we meet."

"Renera said calmly."

“I’m so wronged,” Elaine cried out.

"No, you are not wronged."

Mesalia's eyes were deep, and her uniquely magnetic voice revealed determination.

"Who are you?" Elaine frowned, sizing up the man.

She had pale skin and an exotic appearance. She wore a long robe with a black titanium wool hood trimmed with blood-red silk and held a torch in her hand.

“Mesalia. You can also call me White Maggot,” she said.

Elaine scoffed, not recognizing any nobody.

Renilla gave the white maggot Xiaomei a look.

“You went to Tidehead Island and met the two illegitimate children of the sea serpent.”

Mesalia used her powers to casually reveal the secret: "You guessed the illegitimate child's identity and sent someone to write that letter."

"Just as Cole Quirrell assassinated Sir Lannino in the street, you slipped that letter into the brothel, deliberately revealing it in front of Princess Rhaenys."

Upon hearing this, Elaine's pupils contracted.

Messaria's initial show of force was successful; she stepped back and gave up space.

Renilla turned around and said, "I can let you out."

“I was sent to prison by your husband.”

Elaine tilted her snow-white swan neck back, showing no interest in the couple's charade.

Renilla shook her head and sighed: "You don't know yet, the Dorne delegation has already stopped at Mudgate, and Aemon and the Sea Serpent's army have also surrounded Sunspear City."

"..."

(End of this chapter)