Game of Thrones: The Bronze and Fire Lord.

Chapter 345 [Stream Fishing Rod] + [Yellow Goat Cubs]

Just as Aemon calmed down, someone else came to disturb him.

"White Bear" Harlow, dressed in Dothraki attire, said with a stern face, "Your Highness, Dandorke has asked me to tell you to go see the commander of Norfos."

As he spoke, he glanced coldly at the seven-foot-tall giant beside him.

Dan Duoke couldn't speak, and she didn't care about the personal opinions mixed in by the other party's translation. She nodded vigorously.

His hundred-game winning streak at the Meereen Arena honed his sharp eye.

Norfoss's commander was able to lead an army of three thousand men and, when the army was in disarray, to re-stabilize and stop his second charge.

On the continent of Essos, this would be considered top-tier military talent.

The fact that the other party could equip their direct troops with a full set of armor, including chainmail, leather armor, and helmets, indicates that they have a strong background and abundant financial resources, making them a sure-fire easy target.

Keeping it or selling it are both good options.

"I must see him, after I finish fishing."

Aemon glanced at his two subordinates and it was not hard to see that there was a conflict between them.

Haro was a genuine Dothraki, a Karazak, who was used to running rampant and domineering wherever he went, relying on his strength.

Dandorke, born a slave and disliked by the Dothraki, possessed strength sufficient to overwhelm Harlow, who prided himself on his bravery.

Harold was both jealous and wary.

In addition, this time the battlefield command was given to Dandoke, not Haro of the Dothraki.

It's normal for Harold to be a little upset.

Taking advantage of Shan Duoke's inability to speak, they helped her translate by adding subjective emotions.

"Yes, Prince."

Upon hearing that Imon was busy, Harold grinned, bowed, and took his leave.

Dan Duoke didn't leave; instead, he took it upon himself to act as the prince's guard, standing motionless in place.

Imon continued fishing.

"Big guy."

Helena looked blank, seemingly a little afraid of the unfamiliar black people, and quietly moved her feet, shrinking behind Lannino.

Protect your cousin in front of you!
But she wasn't entirely afraid; she looked at Shan Duoke with great curiosity.

There are no Black people on the continent of Westeros.

More accurately, there are no Black people on either the eastern or western continent.

The white skin of the Valyrians, Andals, and First Men, and the yellow, light brown, and olive skin of the Rhoynar, Dornish, and Gugis, are the mainstream skin colors in the world today.

Black skin only exists in the Summer Islands.

During the reign of King Jahelis, a foreign ship carried a man from the Summer Islands to meet the king, and it was the first time the royal family had seen a black person.

Rhaenyra's maternal grandmother, Daenerys Targaryen, was also terrified by the unusual-looking Summer Isles people, crying loudly and claiming to have seen monsters.

So it's not surprising that Helena seemed both timid and curious.

Seemingly sensing that the little princess was afraid of him, Dan Duoke knew his face was contorted with rage. He lowered his head and remained silent for a moment before turning his back to the little princess.

Helena blinked, sensing the big man's delicate gentleness.

"Hehehe, I caught another one."

With a sly laugh, Mo'er lifted his rod and plucked the catch.

Imon remained expressionless, finding the laughter grating. He first looked at Mor's head, then stared intently at a large pebble in the stream.

Surely no one doesn't know that you need to wear a helmet when fishing?

Putting down the bamboo fishing rod that had been with him for many years, Imon bent down to wash his hands.

Touching the cool stream water with my hands felt like the finest silk enveloping my fingers, or like a gentle breeze caressing every line of my palms.

Immon suddenly realized the truth.

It's a small matter; if you can't catch fish, you can't catch fish. It's not a big deal.

Spare Mo'er's life.

Aymon exclaimed "Ouch!", stood up, and shook his hand, splashing all the water droplets onto Mor's face.

Moor was startled by the sudden chill, and the fishing hook he was about to cast veered off course and snagged on his crotch.

"Ow!!"

With a pitiful wolf howl, a certain Consul Kohol, who wished to remain anonymous, ran away clutching his crotch.

"Hahaha."

Imon's unhappiness vanished.

Sure enough, the smile didn't disappear; it just moved to his face.

Just then, Imon's laughter stopped abruptly as he suddenly remembered that he had gotten up early today and hadn't yet checked the three cards that had refreshed at midnight.

"Take a look."

A thought crossed Imon's mind.

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 (Proficiency), Fortification Rune (Mastery), Poison Resistance (Mastery)...

Magic Cards: Robust and Strong (Blue), Rock Solid - Intermediate (Purple), Kingly Aura (Purple)
Factions: Vale (entire territory), Myr, Dorneby, Na'Sa...

Equipment: Space Ring, "Lament," "Lady of the Void," War Horn, Dual Valyrian Daggers, Pyromancer's Stone Sculpture, Pyromancer's Nightlight...

Pets: Blue golden-nosed rat, blue ground squirrel

Comment: "Mother Lorne has a spirit; she watches over every child along her riverbank."

Imon nodded in satisfaction, taking in the subtle changes on the panel.

Na Sa Star surpassed Tas Island, White Garden City, and Star Shuttle City, becoming one of the most important territories under its command.

[Pets] We added a little ground squirrel, but lost a white deer, a mythical auspicious beast.

It wasn't that Bai Lu had an accident, but rather that he had handed her over to his youngest daughter, Renia, who was not yet able to ride a dragon.

Jaeharis and his twin sister travel to the Reach and begin a farm life in White Garden, farming and raising chickens.

Twins cannot ride dragons yet; they need an excellent mount on land.

Rhea was the youngest and most delicate, and her baby dragon, Dawn, was also the youngest of the three siblings' dragons.

The white deer was given to her, so they could spend a long time together.

Imon brings up the card page.

The panel is shrouded in mist, with three ethereal cards floating in the air, appearing both real and unreal.

Mwah mwah~~
Three taps in a row, and the magic card flips over.

1. [The Golden Water Basin of the Rhoyna]: "It has some uses and is highly favored by the water shamans of the Rhoyna."

A green card depicts an indistinct figure scooping water from a golden basin by the Lorne River.

2. [Stream Fishing Rod]: "A magical fishing rod. Fish caught with it have a chance to drop rewards."

The card is light blue and depicts a fiberglass rod fishing for a red treasure chest. 3. [Premium Feed]: "The favorite of all animals; one bite and they become plump and strong."

An ordinary white card with a bag of 100 pounds of emerald green hay on it, which seemed to be emitting a fresh fragrance.

Prices from highest to lowest: 80, 365, 10
"None of them are very expensive."

A sense of joy welled up in his heart, and his gaze moved down to the bottom of the panel.

Beside the gleaming golden hourglass below: [Essence Quantity: 1860]

Two months later, I have accumulated 460 points of magic essence and obtained 10 points of magic essence from Dando's Valyrian steel scimitar.

Based on past accumulation, it's almost at the two thousand mark.

Mwah mwah~~~
Imon closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and stabbed three times in a row.

The three magic cards shattered, with the first and third transforming into two streaks of light, one blue and one white, which entered the spatial ring on the right index finger.

The red crystal vertical pupil of the dragon-shaped ring, cast from Valyrian steel, flickered slightly, revealing a golden basin a foot in diameter inside, and an opened sack of grass and hay.

After the second card shattered, it turned into a shimmering blue ball of light, which Aemon held in his hand and played with for a second.

Instantly, it transformed into a transparent fiberglass fishing rod.

"Woo~~"

Helena's eyes lit up, and she reached out to touch it.

She and Lannino were alright; they were used to Aemon's "witchcraft."

When Dan Duoke and Mo Er, who was hiding in the corner and pulling out the fishing hook, saw this scene, their eyes widened immediately, thinking they were seeing things.

Danduo Ke, in particular, was so excited that her chest heaved. Driven by loyalty and worship, she patiently stayed in place to guard the place.

As expected of the Dragon King, only someone with such methods could possess such abilities.

puff!
Imon chuckled softly, cast his fiberglass stream fishing rod, and muttered, "Give me a big fish, and I'll reel it in."

Why bother fishing for giant turtles in the river? Without changing your equipment, you won't even catch a small fish.

Know when to stop.

"Gululu~~"

Suddenly, ripples appeared in the calm stream, as if a large fish had taken the bait, stirring up the water and creating bubbles.

"coming!"

Immon instantly perked up, stood up, and gripped his fishing rod tightly.

I need to change my equipment; that will make catching fish much faster.

Gudong!

The big guy in the water exerted force, and Emon almost fell into the water. His glass fishing rod bent at a 75-degree angle, and the fishing line was suddenly dragged to the bottom of the river.

"What a strength."

Immon was surprised that a fish could be so strong.

He's a strongman who can lift a thousand pounds.

"Cousin, let me help you."

Seeing that things were going badly, Lannino was about to step forward to help.

Helena, eager to try, followed along, wanting to take the opportunity to touch the crystal-like fishing rod.

"No need... I can do it myself."

Imon gritted his teeth, determined to fish the big guy out of the water himself.

In the midst of the tense struggle, I couldn't help but think about the goal of this fishing trip.

Besides that guy, are there any other creatures in the water with such immense strength?

One minute, three minutes, five minutes...

Time ticked by, and the fishing rod creaked and groaned from being pulled. If it weren't for the fact that the panel was made of high-quality materials, it probably would have broken long ago.

Imon and the creatures of the river were locked in a prolonged stalemate.

Suddenly, the force of the current in the river lessened.

"A great opportunity!" Imon was overjoyed. He assumed a horse stance, using all his strength to coordinate his waist and stance.

Pfft!
The stream surged up a wave several meters high, and a huge, brownish-green creature was dragged out of the water and crashed heavily onto the palace floor beside the stream.

"ah!!"

Helena's eyes widened, and she gasped in surprise, covering her mouth.

What lay on the ground was a giant tortoise the size of a millstone, with a thick, light brown shell, dark green skin on its head, neck, and limbs, and sharp scales covering its four claws.

A giant turtle in the river!!
"Woo~~"

The giant turtle in the river had blood seeping from its mouth as it took the bait. It looked up with its big, black, beady eyes at the silver-haired youth who had caught it.

Aemon remained unmoved, caught in a peculiar state.

After the giant river turtle landed, a large, red, luxurious treasure chest appeared before him, right next to the giant river turtle's front paw.

But seeing Helena and the others' reactions, Eamon realized that only he could see the treasure chest.

"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you, and I don't want to cook you."

Imon regained his composure and tried to soothe the giant turtle in the river, slowly approaching it with his feet.

The giant turtle in the river seemed to have a real spirit, and understood his words, so it lowered its head and lay down on the ground.

But the emotions contained in those beady green eyes were very complex, a mixture of doubt, sadness, and hope, like those of an old man who had experienced many vicissitudes of life.

Crunch!

Aemon approached the giant turtle in the river, first opening the large red treasure chest, then, using the gesture of raising his hand, placed it near the turtle's mouth and pulled out the fishing hook.

The giant river turtle is quite stubborn.

Even though the hook was only caught on the unimportant tongue, the fish refused to let go and stubbornly clung to the fishing line, getting dragged ashore.

Meanwhile, Aemon received the reward from the treasure chest.

A small, dog-sized yellow goat cub preserved in a glass jar.

"Yellow sheep cub +1"

Imon's mind contained characteristics of the gazelle.

It's not the gazelle that resembles an antelope; it's just a simple yellow goat.

The Tibetan gazelle has a long growth cycle, taking three months to grow to adulthood and six months to produce milk. It needs to eat fresh grass every day.

Its goat milk has a rich flavor and high nutritional value. Long-term consumption can help regulate the spleen and stomach, strengthen the body, and enhance bone density.

It can also be made into goat cheese, which is a food that is very easy to preserve.

The flavor is different, the nutritional value is reduced by 20%, but it has a very strong feeling of fullness.

Suitable as dry rations for long journeys.

"Does this mean I have to raise sheep and go back to the old trade of our Valyrian ancestors?"

Aemon tilted his head, looking utterly puzzled.

(End of this chapter)