Game of Thrones: The Bronze and Fire Lord.

Chapter 317 Night Lion Rune - The Blue Chicken
“Write to Lord Corliss and ask him to prepare for the construction of a granary.”

Immon summoned Langwu and said without any politeness, "Now that you're prime minister, don't slack off. Get to work hard."

"Yes, Your Highness."

Langwu took out a quill pen, and the way he addressed people in their daily interactions became more like that of Westeros.

Lana, who was eating nearby: ...

Sigh, what can I do when my father covets the prime minister's position?

"A monster has appeared in New Barrel City. It is nine feet tall and has destroyed crops. It catches cattle and sheep and eats them."

The soldier reported, his face filled with panic and his breath coming in gasps.

"monster!?"

Sir Raymond was taken aback by what he heard and subconsciously looked at the giant chestnut in the corner.

The soldier followed the knight's gaze, his eyes widening in shock as he pointed in terror, his body trembling slightly.

"Is it a giant?"

Sir Raymond instantly realized the answer and looked to the Prince for clarification.

Aemon shook his head: "I only know one giant, right in front of you."

"I apologize, Your Highness. My family is in trouble, I must excuse myself."

Sir Raymond was anxious and hurriedly led his soldiers out.

Wait for someone to leave.

"Are there really giants in the Bend?"

Aemon was baffled. Where did these giants come from? What were the Night's Watchmen doing at the Wall?

Langwu shook his head, thinking to himself that the prince from the prophecy had appeared, and all sorts of strange and wonderful creatures had emerged.

……

midnight.

Suddenly, the sounds of dogs barking and roosters crowing echoed through Baiyuan City, as if some wild beast had broken in.

dong dong dong!
Imon was embracing Lannar's delicate body, burying his head in her breasts and sleeping soundly, when he was awakened by an impolite knock on the door.

"Go and see."

Lannar opened her eyes, worried that something was wrong, and nudged Imon.

Reluctantly, Imon got up, picked up the clan sword "Lament" from beside the bed, and kicked the door open.

I'd like to see who dares to...

"Ouch!"

A familiar, mature female voice rang out, and a squirrel-man with chestnut curly hair was knocked away by the door.

"Are you going to kill me?"

Leaf, the child of the forest, slumped to the ground, rubbing her large head that seemed disproportionate to her petite body, and protested indignantly.

"Why aren't you working properly at Green Ridge? Why are you running around again?"

Imon frowned, his keen eyes fixed on the two figures beside Ye Zi.

"Your Highness, Your Highness."

They were the left and right protectors of Harrenhal.

After a while.

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

Aemon sat in the room, his face serious, staring at the three squirrel men.

The two guardians lowered their heads, terrified of him, and dared not utter a sound.

Ye Zi first untied her green satchel and handed it out while saying, "A great tsunami has occurred on the Stone Steps Islands. The Arm of Dorne has been rebuilt. The elders of the clan sensed it and sent people to investigate secretly."

"Oh?" Imon narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Go on."

"The newly arrived children of the forest, seeing that we could stay, also want to migrate from the cold north to the south..."

Ye Zi lowered her voice, stealing a glance at Imon's expression, and cautiously asked, "I was wondering... could we let them stay?"

Eamon glanced at her, took the green handbag, and opened it to take a look.

The green pumpkins, piled high with leaves, have a subtle fluorescent glow on their surface, exuding an aura of natural magic.

The Forest Children's special weapon - Firefly

It was also compensation from Ye Zi for the illegal work he did, which could be exchanged for magic essence.

Aemon waved his hand, collecting the dozen or so small pumpkins and returning the green satchel to Leaf, then said indifferently, "What's the deal with the giants of New Barrel City?"

They even said the Children of the Forest wanted to move, and they even brought out giants.

Leaf wilted instantly, lowered her head, and murmured softly, "Giants and the Children of the Forest are allies. There's the example of Chestnut. Some giants want to return to the South, even if... to become subjects of humans."

"Heh." Imon didn't believe a word of it.

If they were truly willing to be honest and hardworking, they wouldn't have come to New Barrel City to cause trouble.

They'll probably get a beating; only then will they behave and start working.

"I beg you."

Ye Zi clasped her hands together, her already hunched back and bent knees making her a small lump on the ground, pleading, "If you leave them here, I can have them work for you."

"Whether they are children of the forest or giants, they are now willing to follow the teachings of the Blue Hand and take up bone tools to cultivate the land."

Imon remained expressionless, but he had already made up his mind.

If you're really hungry outside the Great Wall, you'd be willing to run back to the south to farm.

"How many people?" Imon asked calmly.

Ye Zi's eyes lit up, and she quickly said, "There are three children of the forest. The giant is one big and the giant is small. They are father and son."

They then revealed their background.

The Children of the Forest cannot make mini pumpkins, but they do know some natural spells that ripen fruits and preserve food.

The giants are not very obedient; they smuggled themselves across the Wall through a gap in it with the free people, but they are willing to obey... as long as they get a beating.

"It can preserve food!?"

Aemon became interested; wasn't that the perfect granary manager?

In an instant, a thousand thoughts raced through my mind.

His taking in Leaf and Giant Chestnut was an act of welcoming the children of the forest and the giant.

Since they are willing to come to us, there's no reason not to accept them.

Targaryens are dragons, so besides ruling over humans, it's not unreasonable for them to exploit the outdated Children of the Forest and giants.

That night, Yezi happily went out to find a fellow clansman who would take her in.

Since being defeated by the First Men, the Children of the Forest have retreated beyond the Wall, and their lives have become increasingly difficult.

Finally, there's something to look forward to.

Aemon smiled kindly, reassuring Leaf that he should go ahead and do it boldly, saying that the Targaryens needed honest and reliable cows like you... job seekers.

He pondered that, in addition to King's Landing and Royal Country, Harrenhal could also be used to build a large granary.

Grey Worm and Simon Strong had been in Harrenhal for some time and should have worked together well to bring the city to a near-complete restoration.

This strategically important castle should continue to serve its purpose.

The left and right protectors, along with the three newly smuggled Forest Children, will all serve as warehouse managers.

As for the giants... they'll just have to be treated like slaves.

Staying in White Garden City with Chestnut means you can be trained as a giant soldier or farm with a hoe.

If you can't grow it, you'll go hungry.

The version where the Children of the Forest and the Giants didn't have to work and had food to eat is over.

The current version is called Targaryen.

Click, click...

Upstairs in the attic, in Jaeharis's bedroom, the hen he had seen during the day was trembling, locked in an iron cage.

A large blue egg was forced under the hen's rear end.

Click, click...

The blue egg wobbled gently, as if a chick was about to hatch, pecking through the hard blue shell from the inside.

Moonlight streamed in through the window.

Jahelis sat cross-legged, experiencing the meditation the teacher had described.

Gradually, a shimmering white light gathered behind my head, twinkling like starlight.

"what?"

Langwu, who was guarding the door, sensed the change inside the room and looked at the little prince with surprise.

Jahelis was completely unaware as the light behind his head slowly faded.

"Night Lion above!"

Langwu immediately stood up, moved closer to the little prince, and observed him intently.

Is this genius?

Even he had only heard of it; he had never actually witnessed any extraordinary phenomena arising from meditation.

However, the strange phenomenon came and went quickly.

However, the shimmering white light did not dissipate, but rather gathered in Xiao Jie's mind.

If Aemon were here, he would surely see through the deception.

At this moment, Jahelis was snoring softly, feeling cool all over, and had a sweet dream of hatching chicks.

In his mind, a rune with intricate lines and pure white color had already taken shape.

Unlike the "Solid" and "Fire" runes that his father Aemon was familiar with.

The rune is in the shape of an animal, faintly coalescing into the head of a lion, with its eyes closed and nostrils flaring in and out.

The presence of the runes seemed to cleanse all filth and evil, revealing a righteous and majestic majesty.

Langwu flipped through the ancient books with a rustling sound, checking information while keeping an eye on the little prince. He was filled with doubt and murmured, "The light is like the bright moon, gathered like a round plate. It is the blessing of the Night Lion."

"Hululu~~~~"

Jahelis was snoring loudly, still dreaming of hatching chicks.

……

The next day.

Jahelis opened his eyes, feeling a tightness in his chest, and turned his head to see his father by the bedside.

"Huh? Father!!"

Jahelis jolted awake and sat up abruptly.

"Coo coo~~~~"

A blue ball of fluff screamed as it slammed from his chest onto his legs, which were covered by a blanket.

"what?"

Jaheris looked down and saw a lively little blue chick flapping its wings and reaching out to peck at his hand.

"You did it, Xiao Jie."

Eamon pinched the blue chick's wing, looking somewhat surprised.

"I did it!!"

Jahelis was even more surprised than him, staring at the blue chick with immense excitement.

With a smile, Eamon held his son's wrist, sensing an unfamiliar presence.

Early in the morning, Langwu knocked on the door.

The first thing he saw when he entered the room was not his son, but a little blue chick riding on his son's face.

"Father, I feel you are so hot."

Jaeheris looked at Eamon, the unreliable father of the past, who now seemed like a raging fire in his eyes.

"Right. You seem cool; you must have slept well."

Imon released his grip and felt some signs.

The little guy seems to have condensed a rune through the so-called Yidi meditation method taught by Langwu.

The runes of Westeros were popularized by the First Men.

In fact, people of all races around the world have immature rune systems.

The ancient Valyrians had them; for example, the legendary Dragon Horn and Valyrian steel armor both had runes inscribed on them.

It's not surprising that the Yi people have a rune system.

"Hey hey hey."

Jaheris scratched his head and grinned foolishly, his eyes never leaving the blue chick.

The blue chick, as expected of hatching from an expensive egg, is twice the size of a regular chick and runs like the wind right after hatching.

The bright yellow chicken beak was stuck in my hand, and it hurt terribly.

boom!
Jaehalis slapped the chick away, warning it with a fatherly air: "Don't you dare peck me, or I'll pluck all your feathers!"

The little blue chick rolled off the bed, trembling with fear.

Eamon gazed at his son's transformation, patted his head, and said, "You hatched the chicks, so here's another reward for you, how about it?"

"Yeah!"

Jaeheris immediately perked up, his violet eyes shining brightly.

Aemon personally taught him, speaking as a High Valyrian: "I'll teach you a convenient little magic trick called the Illumination Spell."

"Tell them to stop, I'll go inform Imon."

Renilla looked up at the two giants, one tall and one short, her expression incredibly interesting.

The giant father and son were dressed in tattered, smelly animal skin coats, accompanied by a troop of New Barrel City cavalry. Sir Raymond rode on horseback, his arm wrapped in bandages.

Clearly, last night was a fierce battle.

The giant father and son revealed their ferocious nature, staring at the human cavalrymen who had harmed them, their fists clenched tightly in tension.

If it weren't for the child of the forest saying...

"Hiss!"

Syracuse climbed out from behind and stood behind the driver.

Its yellowish-brown scales gleamed, and its nearly thirty-meter-long body was as tall as a castle. Its dragon head bared its teeth and emitted a wisp of dragon flame.

A nine-foot-tall giant standing before it instantly appeared tiny in comparison.

The giant father and son were tense, frozen in shock.

"This...this is..."

"Hiss!"

"Hissing... hissing..."

The next second, a series of dragon roars rang out.

Two tiny dragons, one light green and one pink, flew overhead, chasing each other and spewing dragonfire.

In the orchards within Baiyuan City, the branches of the fruit trees swayed gently, and the leaves rustled softly.

Upon hearing the sound, the wounded Sir Raymond turned his head and squinted to observe carefully.

A soft rustling sound...

A sub-adult dragon with dark green scales all over its body and leaf-shaped barbs growing on its back was hidden among the green leaves. It spread its wings, which had a bright red membrane, and slowly climbed up the tree trunk like a nimble cat.

"Hiss!!"

The dragon's head suddenly turned, its red vertical pupils locking onto the intruder.

(End of this chapter)