Game of Thrones: The Bronze and Fire Lord.

Chapter 332 A Fleece of Good Fortune Delivered to Your Door
Upon receiving the news, Aemon set off back to King's Landing.

When you enter the Red Castle, you'll be more likely to catch a royal council meeting.

After shirking work for two months, Uncle Viseris finally returned to the parliamentary hall to discuss issues with his ministers.

"You came?"

Upon seeing Aemon, Viserys feigned aloofness, but the satisfaction in his eyes betrayed him.

"Well, I'm back."

Aemon answered honestly, and as soon as he sat down, he got down to business: "Has Mor lost his mind, or is he really coming?"

"This is absolutely true, Your Highness."

Grand Secretary Orville was the first to read the letter, and his wooden face was very genuine.

"Wow~~"

Imon was taken aback.

However, Orville soon explained the situation, and the truth was not so optimistic.

Moore accompanied Sir Ethan, but before leaving, he entrusted Corhol to his nephew Baylor, the godfather of all three thousand Unsullied.

After he set off, there were reports of both Norfos and Valantis mobilizing their troops and stationing them for training exercises.

This is a warning to the Iron Throne.

If something happens to Mor, the two free city-states will intervene and at least make the Iron Throne pay a price.

Moor was quite a loner, leading only a few doctors and servants, without a single guard.

It's clear he's finished making his final arrangements; the Iron Throne can do whatever it wants with him, but he can forget about using this as leverage to harm Kohol.

If they dare to take action, the already tense relationship between the Iron Throne and the other free city-states will be completely irreparable.

"Your Majesty, Your Highness, isn't this a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?"

Naval Secretary Bartimos, his expression excited, said, "With Mohr under control, his nephew simply cannot fully control Corhol. Prince Damon is just outside the city; all it takes is your command..."

Needless to say, everyone knows what comes next.

"Do not!!"

Unexpectedly, Viserys strongly objected, questioning, "They have given me gifts and visited me with sincerity, yet you tell me to take advantage of their misfortune? Do you think your king is a villain?"

He not only loves peace, but also cherishes his reputation.

Bartimos's idea was correct, but what he said was incredibly shameless.

"Uh... I'm sorry, Your Majesty."

Batimus was so embarrassed by the rebuke that he could only bow his head and apologize.

Viserys snorted and looked around at the ministers, wanting to see what the others thought.

"I do think there's some merit to what Lord Bartimos said."

As Prime Minister Corliss leaned back in his chair, his opening remarks immediately drew everyone's attention.

Viserys's face darkened, and he asked, "You also insist that I act despicably, Lord Corliss?"

"no way!"

Corliss vehemently denied it, straightened up, and said seriously, "In my opinion, we should treat Mor with courtesy, keep him in King's Landing, and Damon should not attack Corhol. We should resolve the issue peacefully."

"Oh, tell me more specifically."

Viserys' expression softened, though he didn't quite understand.

Corliss stated bluntly, "Corhol itself harbors the hidden dangers of political remnants, but it has the support of other free trade city-states. Neither Your Majesty nor Damon, who is in Corhol, is optimistic about the outcome of the war."

"In that case, why not shake hands and make peace, or even lend a helping hand?"

Upon hearing this, Viserys understood.

The battle lines are too far and too long, and with Norfos and Valentis watching from the sidelines, it's impossible to gain any advantage no matter how you fight.

Unfortunately, Kohol had internal problems.

Instead of attacking it, the Iron Throne seeks to ease tensions, help Kohor stabilize its independence, and break its alliance with Norfos and Valanthos.

Controlling Moore is a crucial element.

Because his nephew, Prince, was incompetent and would inevitably be unable to suppress the internal rebellion, he needed the support of external forces.

Once a person becomes dependent, they lose their sovereignty.

Viserys hesitated, then said, "You mean, to turn Kohor into an ally of the Iron Throne on Essos, against the other free trade city-states that are hostile to us?"

Is it not very reliable?
After all, free trade city-states are not trustworthy; if you help one, you might get bitten in return.

"not only that."

Corliss slowly shook his head, about to continue.

Amon, resting his chin on his hand, interrupted, "If Damon has taken a liking to Kohol, then let him stay there."

“When Kohol needs help, we are the bread and milk, and he is the knife.”

"By using both soft and hard tactics, we will surely force Kohol to submit."

"Huh?" Viserys was shocked.

Upon hearing this, the other ministers also fell into deep thought, considering the possibility of this.

"Free trade city-states never pay tribute or submit to foreign powers; this is all a ridiculous assumption of yours and Lord Corliss."

Otto, having finished his contemplation as Foreign Minister, gave a cold laugh and poured cold water on the situation.

Immon and Corliss exchanged a glance, neither of them refuting the argument.

Despite kind words of persuasion, Kohol would certainly not submit.

But if someone goes crazy and threatens Kohol with force, then that's another story.

As long as they submit even once, the Iron Throne will have a strong claim to Kohol, which will always solidify its rule thereafter.

Now, all we need is an opportunity.

And the opportunity...

“Moore has delivered the opportunity to us himself.”

Corliss spoke with absolute certainty.

Imon nodded in agreement.

"Really?"

Viserys looked around, observing his nephew.

Imon didn't need to say anything, but his attitude was very clear.

Trust me, just do it.

...The Imperial Council reached a decision.

Viseris was always a hesitant person... at least not when he was young.

Not everyone dares to ride the "Black Death" Balerion, let alone ride that legendary dragon back to Dragonstone to die and be buried.

However, his inability to grasp power, the threat of the sea serpent, and the deception of the nobles of the seven kingdoms turned him into a weak and incompetent king in the eyes of the world.

With Aemon's full support, his daughter Rhaenyra's family life was fulfilling, and his grandson Gon continued the line of succession to the Iron Throne.

Despite the seemingly stable situation, Viserys remained outwardly composed, but inwardly he was filled with turmoil.

Since the decision has been made to subdue Kohol, then the action should be swift and decisive.

"You have to be careful this time, don't act rashly."

Lana'er gazed intently, carefully adjusting Imon's collar; his belly was slightly protruding beneath the loose blue dress.

She was already two months pregnant when she was diagnosed.

Now, a month has passed, and the initial three-month danger period has passed, and my belly has started to show some size.

"Don't worry, Lannino is with me."

Imon gave her a hug, smiling broadly.

Lannar felt slightly relieved, but still rolled her eyes and complained, "Lannino is even less reassuring."

Not everyone can tell that someone who has a male lover and is cheating on their partner is almost stabbed to death in the street by their lover.

Valerian has almost completely lost face.

"It's okay, I'll deal with him properly."

Amon grinned mischievously, harboring a whole host of wicked intentions towards his cousin and brother-in-law.

This operation was devised by the Sea Serpent, who advocated a hit-and-run strategy.

They were fighting Valantis.

To help Kohor, Valantis deployed his army, stationed along the Lohn River, ready to sail upstream at any moment.

But the naval forces of Valanthi roamed the Summer Sea, frequently probing the defenses of the Arm of Dorne.

The serpent, harboring a long-standing grudge, led the Valerian fleet, accompanied by Aegon the Dragon Rider and Aymond, to devour the navy.

Meanwhile, Imon, accompanied by a small group of men, including Foreign Minister Otto and the dragon rider Lannino, went to meet Mor on the only route from Kohol to Pentos.

It was called a welcome, but in reality it was an interception.

To prevent news of the sea serpent's victory from reaching Mor and causing him to flee upon hearing of Valantis' defeat.

At the same time, it was also a small warning to Prince Reggio of Pentos, so that he wouldn't choose the wrong side or do the wrong thing.

The arrangement of the accompanying personnel was highly politically significant.

Imon served as the vice-commander of the Dragon Knights. Lannino, Renilla, and Lannar had sworn to join the Dragon Knights and were under his command.

Rhaenyra is the crown princess, and according to Aemon's will, future rulers must undergo rigorous training in the Dragon Knights before they can inherit the Iron Throne.

Lannar is pregnant and is on his side, so there's no need to touch her.

However, Lannino has a special status, being both the eldest son and heir of the sea serpent, as well as a member of the royal family and a dragon rider.

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, Lannino will never again fight alongside the Sea Serpent in any future battles.

If the sea serpents need to be attacked, the royal family can be consulted, and Aegon and Aymond can be dispatched.

His son, Lannino, could only obey Amon's orders and participate in wars designated by the royal family.

Viserys and the sea serpent both realized this, but neither said anything.

One was happy about it, while the other swallowed his anger.

Aemon used a perfectly legitimate and aboveboard strategy.

While the royal family is powerful, establish rules for the sea serpents and all those who may become dragon riders from outside the royal family in the future!
As for whether someone will repeat the old story of the sea serpent in the future, or whether there will be new dragon riders from other families... Imon doesn't know.

Under normal circumstances, we would definitely try our best to prevent it.

But who knows if a mediocre king will emerge, or if a situation like Aegon V, the "Eggsy King," will emerge where he successfully quells a rebellion and marries his daughter to the rebels as compensation.

The Targaryens were always in a beautiful state of mind.

However, the male-to-female ratio in a family cannot always be 1:1; there will always be daughters who marry out.

Imon can only try to take some preventative measures before trouble occurs.

Of course, if there really is a descendant of a mediocre king, no measures will be of any use.

Just wait to die!
"Children and grandchildren are free to do as they please, and I will live for a maximum of 100 years and five generations. After that, when I close my eyes, who can control them?"

That's what Amon thought.

boom!
Upon leaving the house, Aemon approached Grand Maester Orville and asked him to send a letter to the Maester of Glades at Dragonstone.

Nothing else, just ask Scholar Gladius to assign more written homework when Little Jie has free time.

Damn it, get your act together and study properly.

It doesn't matter if a scoundrel is born, as long as you don't go blind and promote the scoundrel to a position of power.

……

Pentos.

As the two giant dragons, one large and one small, landed in and out of the courtyard, Prince Reggio forced a smile and, despite his large belly, went out to greet them.

"Prince Reggio, it's been a long time."

As soon as Imon landed, he saw a ball dressed in a yellow robe running towards him. Only when it got closer did he realize that it was a burly man with a full beard.

"Haha, I have always been honored to have you here, Your Majesty Aemon."

Prince Reggio is a typical prince, but deep down he's a fence-sitter. He's only in this position because Braavos forces him to be, and he doesn't have the ability to cause trouble.

With a smile, Aemon and Lannino met Prince Reggio and his retinue one after the other.

Upon hearing the address of Prince Regio, Otto, who had arrived in Pentos earlier, frowned and said in a deep voice, "Prince Regio, be careful with your address. His Majesty on the Iron Throne is still in good health."

This untimely rebuttal caused Prince Reggio's expression to change slightly, but he quickly burst into laughter: "You're right, but I believe His Majesty Viserys won't question me."

"you……"

Otto was furious.

Prince Reggio waved his hand to stop the relatively small Otto, then turned and walked toward the palace: "I am honored and delighted by the visit of Prince Aemon and Sir Lannino. Please allow me to entertain them well."

Otto was practically dragged along.

Prince Reggio glanced at him, but what he was thinking was...

You're acting like you're sick in the head. Just shut up.

(End of this chapter)