Game of Thrones: The Bronze and Fire Lord.

Chapter 325 We don't punish the diligent, we don't punish the lazy, we only punish the blind.
"You two better behave yourselves. No arguing, no fighting, you hear me?!"

With a serious expression, Eamon crouched down and pointed at two mice vying for his attention.

"Squeak!"

The golden-nosed mouse, filled with grievances and with tears welling in its eyes, accused its owner of being fickle and unfaithful.

"Chi chi chi chi!"

The little groundhog stood with its paws on its hips, muttering curses, and flapping its square ears.

It was a hero, a great hero who discovered the coal mine!

The two rats used all their skills, showcasing their acting prowess to the fullest.

Boom!Boom!
The actor was forced off the stage after being hit twice on the head.

With a stern face, Imon reluctantly ordered, "Work hard, and you'll get extra food tonight, or you'll all have to go sleep in the chicken coop."

"Squeak!"

"Chi chi chi chi!"

The golden-nosed mouse and the little ground squirrel both shuddered, put all four paws on the ground, and ran away in a flash.

"Hmph, two drama queens."

Emon was speechless, only hoping that the two mice would listen to him and not fight each other halfway through.

After parting ways with Damon, he did not return together.

As is widely known, Damon is not a good person and is an egoist.

The fact that he could pull out a fire essence ore that he knew was precious as a gift in front of everyone clearly shows that he didn't value it much.

It's possible that there's no need to keep it, but Aemon is more inclined to believe that he has other reasons for his confidence and is hiding a secret.

The two mice set off to investigate what lies beneath the sleeping volcano.

Besides the amount of fire concentrate, or rather, the quantity of fire concentrate veins, are there any more precious mineral deposits?

The value of the dormant volcano determined how much attention Imon paid to it.

Whether it's acquired through trickery or exchanged for money on the continent of Westeros, it must be held in one's hands, awaiting the next recharge of the [Firehammer].

But this is the continent of Essos, and its location is not disputed, far outside the Targaryen family's territory.

Aemon's current plan is to win over the blacksmiths of Kohol and obtain the Dragonstone secret technique hinted at by the [Guidance Once] skill.

Ideally, the person and their skills should be taken along to contribute to the family's knowledge industry.

If all else fails, we must take the knowledge with us.

He didn't hide his thoughts, and Damon could tell.

Revealing the existence of the dormant volcano was simply an attempt to win him over and help him take down Kohol.

Amon refused!

For the family, Kohol was an isolated city, not worth the trouble.

Unless... there is a greater benefit driving it.

……

Meanwhile, Jaehaerys finally finds the blue chick, only to run into Aegon and inevitably face his mockery.

"Still playing with your little chick? Can't you be a little more mature?"

Aegon was extremely flamboyant, and he even seemed to float when he walked.

Jaeharis hugged the blue chick and asked warily, "Didn't Father say you were to stay in the Arm of Dorne?"

While they were talking, Helena and Imond, Gaimon and the twins came over.

"Auntie, what brings you all here?"

Benedict's eyes widened, her expression one of utter surprise.

The children looked at each other, especially when they saw the embarrassed Imond, whose eyes were practically overflowing with doubt.

As a member of the royal family, he inherited his parents' excellent genes and is very intelligent.

If it's understandable that Aegon and Helena sneaked over, then it's rather hard to explain why Aymond, who had been staying in his fiefdom of Durstonbury, would appear with them.

"Ahem... I consulted His Majesty before flying over."

Imond looked up at the sky, his face flushing slightly.

I told my father, but only by sending a letter, and before he could reply, I arranged to go with my sister who was returning to King's Landing.

Upon hearing this, Jaeheris and Beneira exchanged a glance and basically understood what was going on.

Imond, not wanting to be left out, led the way in sneaking away.

Aunt Helena was dragged onto a pirate ship, and halfway there she encountered her hot-tempered uncle Aegon. The three siblings conspired to sneak away to Corhol.

“You… never mind, just tell Father later.”

Jaheris hesitated, politely refraining from criticizing his elders.

His good attitude was interpreted as weakness, and his words conveyed a sense of threat, suggesting he was relying on his father, Aemon, to bully others.

Aegon's eyes darted around, and he swayed as he approached, grabbing his nephew's shoulder and saying fiercely, "If you can come, why should we guard the house, huh?"

"You have a mission."

Jaeheris was speechless.

"fart!"

Aegon cursed, then looked around to make sure Aemon wasn't there before continuing his threat: "Remember, we weren't here today. I'm going to Corhol in a bit, I'm not staying here, understand?"

"..."

Jahelis was speechless and remained silent.

"If you don't agree, then don't blame me for being ruthless."

Aegon's expression turned anxious, and he reached out to grab the blue chick in his nephew's arms.

"Cack!"

The blue chick was grabbed by the neck and clucked in fear.

"don't want!!"

Jaeharis yelled and tried to push Aegon away.

Aegon dodged aside, revealing a wicked smile; he thoroughly enjoyed this kind of bullying and toying with the weak.

Soon, the twins rushed forward, punching Aegon's legs with their fists.

Aegon, being tall, paid no attention to the two little girls' beatings and even used one hand to subdue Jaehaerys.

"Haha, you guys..."

Egan was smug and about to utter a few boastful words when he suddenly felt a sense of weightlessness, and the next second he felt dizzy and lightheaded.

boom!
Aegon suddenly appeared out of thin air, flew out, and rolled on the ground.

"Um!?"

Imond went from habitually observing coldly to staring in disbelief at the unfamiliar dark-haired boy.

"You've gone too far!"

Gaimon, with a cold expression, though small in stature, stood tall and straight. He rolled up his sleeves and walked straight toward Aegon, who was struggling to get up.

He pulled out a trouser leg, easily dragged it two meters away, and snatched the terrified blue chick back from Egen's arms.

"Hiss!~~"

Aegon, feeling dizzy and enraged, roared, "You bastard, how dare you hit me!!"

boom!
As soon as he finished speaking, Gaimon lifted the person above his head again and threw him out.

Aegon's vision went black; the familiar parabola, the familiar pain of falling.

"Hit him!!"

Benedict was the most short-tempered. After being bullied by Aegon and hearing him curse, she rushed over and started punching and kicking him.

Rhaenyar, outwardly gentle but inwardly strong, surrounded Aegon, raising her foot to kick him repeatedly, even supporting her sister and jumping up to kick him with both feet.

Jaeheris wanted to stop them, but seeing the dejection in Gaimon's eyes, he pulled him along and joined in a new round of righteous beating.

"Damn it, you bunch of bastards!"

Aegon was beaten so badly he couldn't lift his head, feeling his small fists raining down on him. Every time he tried to struggle to his feet, an irresistible force would push him back down. Then, he would be met with another beating.

"What have you all done!?"

When Eamon returned, he saw Renilla angrily reprimanding the children who were standing in a row.

"what happened?"

Imon was completely bewildered.

Upon closer inspection, the twins were the worst off of the four children, covered in dirt, their carefully braided hair was a mess, and their little fists were red and swollen.

Rhea was the most outrageous; her left foot was bare, and she had lost her shoe.

"You fought a duel with the Howling Warriors of Dothraki?"

Despite his anger, Imon could still crack a joke.

"No."

Jaeharis stood in front of his brother and sister, rubbed his sore nose, and muttered softly, "He fought with Uncle Aegon."

? ?
Imon was completely confused, having no idea what he had just heard.

He knew Aegon and his companions were there; after all, the commotion caused by the three dragons was considerable. But Aegon and the children... were they going to duel?
Where is Aegon!?

Immon's face turned cold; he was getting really angry.

Instead of staying in the Arm of Dorne to complete his mission, he dared to run to Korhor and beat up his children. He's really grown up with temper.

If we don't teach them a lesson, the black-green conflict might repeat itself.

Renilla's expression was complicated. She pointed to a small hut and said, "Go see for yourself."

"Humph!"

Aemon snorted and decided to teach Aegon a painful lesson, to make him remember his childhood.

However, once the door was opened...

"Ugh...it hurts so much..."

With a bruised and swollen face, and his clothes torn as if he had been chased by a dog, Aegon lay on the bed, convulsing in pain.

"Your Highness, you've come at the perfect time."

An old physician hired by Corhol rose, tidied his medicine bag, and said in a deep voice, "Prince Aegon suffered mostly superficial injuries, but he has three broken ribs on his left side. He should not engage in excessive exercise and needs to rest quietly."

Imon was taken aback by what he said, not understanding why.

Three ribs were broken, and they were dry?
Imon turned around abruptly and stared at the four messy children.

Jaeheris turned his head away and silently stood in front of the others.

Renia looked guilty, her bare feet digging into the ground as she huddled behind her older siblings.

We have absolutely no idea who did it…

Snapped!
Aemon slapped his forehead, speechless.

"Aemon, your children, you've hit me!"

Upon hearing the sound, Aegon's eyes, one red and swollen and the other with dark circles, looked at Aemon and complained bitterly.

My mother keeps talking about the Seven Gods above.

Who would have thought that the children were so strong that they pinned him to the ground and kicked and punched him for a long time.

If Imond hadn't called Renilla in time, he felt like he was about to die.

"Deserve it!"

Aemon was ruthless and couldn't be bothered with this good-for-nothing.

Before the fight, they didn't even know the strength of either side, yet they were just thinking of bullying a kid. Why didn't they kill him?

"Ah sneeze~~"

Gaimon, who was standing in a row, sneezed, rubbed his nose with the back of his hand, and thought that his uncle Aegon was cursing him in his mind.

To be honest, he didn't really hit anyone; it was his younger siblings who did the hitting.

If he makes a move, Aegon won't be able to file a complaint.

"You got hit in the nose too?"

Jahelis quietly turned his head, his voice muffled, because someone had punched him in the nose in the chaos, making it hard for him to breathe.

Gaimon shook his head, glancing at Beneira, who, like Renia, had turned her head away guiltily.

He saw it.

Gon's nose wasn't hit by Aegon's counterattack, but by a good sister who hated him for being so irresponsible and took revenge in the chaos.

Upon closer inspection of the twin sisters with their similar faces, young Gaimon grinned inwardly.

Such a small child, yet he's incredibly ruthless!
……

night.

After teaching Aegon a lesson and interrogating Aemond, Aemond reluctantly returned to his lodgings.

As expected, Imond was the principal offender, and the other two were accomplices.

Imond's reasoning was that the giants of the Reach had giant chestnuts and an army to watch over them, so they didn't need sheep thieves to keep watch.

The Valyrian steel sword "Red Rain" that he found needs to be reforged and repaired by Kohol's blacksmith.

"Hey, the ones who deserve a beating didn't get a beating. It's true what they say, they don't punish the diligent, they don't punish the lazy, they only punish the blind."

Aemon embraced Renilla, his words filled with regret.

Imond is very clever; he is the most shrewd and calculating of the four Green Party children.

What could Aegon possibly have done? He just went missing after soliciting prostitutes.

Aemond is the one who makes the most mistakes, and the mistakes are the biggest. He always manages to cover them up quietly or frame Aegon for them.

Aegon was also very strong and always managed to take the blame.

“Aegon was not wronged; he called Gaimon a bastard.”

Rhaenyra disagreed and was delighted to see Aegon get beaten up; if it weren't for the need to save face, she would have applauded.

Aemon glanced at her and couldn't help but smile.

Everyone says that Renée is narrow-minded and extremely jealous, but in reality, she has always been the most tolerant one.

Firstly, her life has been going smoothly, and she hasn't gone crazy yet.

Secondly, apart from Lannar, there was no one else who made her feel threatened.

Even now, Aemon is still a womanizer... his father Viserys and uncle Daemon, who were no less promiscuous than Aemon in their youth.

Compared to them, Aemon was quite virtuous.

At least he married a woman instead of having illegitimate children by frequenting brothels.

Johanna and Gaimon don't count.

Johanna was pragmatic; after giving birth to Gaimon, she named him Sven instead of Targaryen.

Renilla didn't harbor much animosity towards her because of her work efficiency and their personal relationship during the construction of Riverdale.

In any case, Gaimon was destined never to ascend the Iron Throne.

None of the vested interests of the seven kingdoms would allow a black-haired man to become king.

"He really deserves a beating."

Amon had a cold face, but fortunately Gaimon had a big heart, just like when he was a child, he would take revenge on the spot and not hold a grudge.

Besides, this beating might not be a bad thing.

Gaimon stepped forward, and Xiao Jie and the twins rushed forward, strengthening the bond between the siblings.

Most importantly, the core of the team's cohesion was actually Xiao Jie.

"Xiao Jie has my style."

"Imon said vainly."

Renilla glanced at him, turned over, and pulled the covers over herself to go to sleep.

"..."

(End of this chapter)