Game of Thrones: The Bronze and Fire Lord.

Chapter 359 The Statue of Nymeria and the Oracle of the Golden Basin

The war was won.

Before it got dark, the soldiers cleaned up the battlefield.

Imon, having done nothing, calmed the restless Vomisor and was alone on the shore of Dagger Lake.

Looking out over the lake, the burning boat had sunk to the bottom, leaving only the lingering smell of burning in the air.

Plop! …

The soldiers retrieved bodies from the lakeside, while a few were simply thrown into the water to be torn apart by fish and shrimp.

Emon, used to this, said helplessly, "The fish and shrimp in Dagger Lake will definitely be very plump next year."

I don't know when it started, but he also became a ruthless killer.

I don't know if killing so many people will be a bad thing.

"What are you looking at, cousin?"

Lannino arrived excitedly, followed by two lean and capable Roynar sailors.

Imon turned around, regaining his composure: "It's nothing. Let's see if Dagger Lake is big enough. I'm planning to take advantage of this time to cast a couple of rounds."

You absolutely have to cast two shots!
If we don't fish now, it'll be a waste of the hard work of the allied forces from both cities in preparing the fishing spot.

...Aemon

Okay, this joke is hellish, not funny at all.

Let's punish him by making him fish all day and fail.

"Let me introduce you. These are the best people I've selected. They all want to stay on Nasa Star and serve you."

Lannino pointed to two young Loyna men and enthusiastically introduced them.

The slender and handsome man is named Jaqen, and he has lived on the banks of the Rhodes River for generations. He is a native of Rhodes.

The tall, shy man was named Justin, and his background was similar to Jaqen's; his grandfathers had been mercenaries and participated in the wars of the Bloodshed Era.

However, his grandfather was a mercenary in Volantis who was nearly burned at the stake by Aegon the Conqueror.

"During the water battle just now, I think I saw the two of you. You were the first to jump ship and fight, right?"

Imon was very accommodating and also wanted to win over two capable men who could represent the Royna people.

“Yes, Your Highness.” Jaqen, 18 years old, was overwhelmed with excitement.

Justin was a few years older, but he wasn't much better off.

From their conversation, it was learned that since the war with the Free Fortress Empire, the Roynar people had completely declined, and even the princes and princesses of various city-states had died out.

The two came from the same family, with their ancestors sharing some blood with the warrior queen Nymeria and Prince Graygaris, and were somewhat related to impoverished nobles.

But in reality, similar situations are countless among the Loyna people.

Aemon accepted their allegiance, and the two knelt on one knee, showing no concern for the enmity between the Rhoynar and the ancient Valyrian dragon king, vowing never to betray them.

After all, those events happened over a thousand years ago.

After the apocalyptic catastrophe, the Freehold Empire also fell.

Prince Aemon of the Targaryens rescued them, treated them well, provided them with food and shelter, and helped them avenge themselves.

Pay special attention to "revenge".

In the traditional beliefs of the Loyna people, repaying kindness and seeking revenge are both extremely important matters.

If a Lorna person dies with unresolved grievances or grudges, he will die with regrets and will not be accepted by Mother Lorna.

Most of the time, they would leave instructions to their children before they died, asking them to settle their grievances on their behalf.

Aemon led them in pursuit of the plundering Dothraki bandits and conquered Norfolk, one of the nine free trading cities, acting like a legendary god.

His personality cult reached its peak.

She is roughly on par with the warrior queen Nymeria or Prince Greygalis, but slightly inferior to the greatest and most fearless Prince Galin.

Prince Galin was the ruthless leader who commanded fifty-five Loyna people and attempted to defeat the Freehold Empire.

Despite the failure, and the crushing defeat, its merits outweighed its flaws.

The former two are famous for the eastward voyages of thousands of ships, but they are not top objects of worship for the native Loyna people of the Loyna River.

Prince Greygalis was very capable; he drove away the invading Smoky Men and restored the spirit of the Rhoynar.

Unfortunately, he died young, and his achievements were limited.

"I really didn't expect Royna to be so easy to get along with."

After seeing the two off, Imon couldn't help but feel emotional.

Lannino scratched his head and said in a low voice, "Actually, when the ancient Valyrian dragon kings first came into contact with the civilization of the Rhoyna River Valley, the Rhoyna people were very friendly and offered them food and drink."

The rest is self-evident.

The Ancient Valyrian Dragon King was clearly there to cause trouble, and despite the Roynar's attempts to stop him, he forcefully killed a giant river turtle.

During the encounter, the three Dragon Kings fought against the water wizard of the Rhoyna people, and two of the Dragon Kings were knocked down by the water tornado controlled by the water wizard.

The last dragon king fled back to Freehold, where he summoned over three hundred dragons, triggering a decisive battle between the Rhoynar and Freehold.

It's a very shameful period of history.

Aemon shook his head, genuinely believing that the dragon kings of ancient Valyria had gone astray and were not good at playing games.

A mistake is a mistake; there's no need to try to justify it.

He also conquered, waged war, and killed, but at least he left people a way to survive.

Moreover, he opposed slavery.

If Norfoss hadn't been so reliant on slaves and hadn't been politically positioned as a dependent city-state, he would have surely abolished slavery.

The dragon kings of ancient Valyria were even more powerful, and they became lost in the overwhelming force of hundreds of dragons that could be summoned at any time.

War, massacre, enslavement.

They dare to do anything that would incur divine wrath and public outrage.

Viserys, the eldest uncle, was wary of Damon, resistant to Rhaenyra's dragon-riding in her youth, and constantly reminded him to treat others with kindness.

It is to learn from history and not want the Targaryens to repeat the same mistakes.

After chatting for a while, Lannino noticed that his cousin was a bit tired, so he went to the military base to help.

"Let's swing the club a couple of times."

Emon stretched, digesting his bad mood with a few complaints, took out his stream fishing rod, and baited the hook with special bait.

A clump of red, viscous substance emitted the distinctive, slightly fishy smell of fungi.

He cut a mushroom cap from a mushroom tree on Dragonstone Island, crushed it, mixed it with minced meat, and it worked wonders as a fish.

It works even better than the ula grass juice I used when I was a kid.

"Go away!"

With a flick of the wrist, the rod plunged into the lake, creating a ripple on the already churning water.

"You really have a lot of leisure and refined tastes."

Just as I started fishing, Damon showed up, helmet tucked under one arm, making sarcastic remarks.

Imon didn't tolerate him and retorted, "If you have the energy, go and conquer Kohol."

"I will go, but not now."

Damon tugged at his collar, exhausted from the long battle, and said, "Hey, Sea Serpent's new message: he's going to go upstream to meet up with you and me."

"what?"

Aemon put down his fishing rod and picked up the letter from Damon's hand.

The content is pretty much the same, but there's a lot more interesting stuff in it.

The sea serpents first conquered Valantius, something Lannino had just told him.

Because he was away fighting, the ravens couldn't find him, so they regularly sent messages back to Nasa Star.

What followed was truly both laughable and absurd.

Unable to swallow his anger, the sea serpent, after replenishing its supplies, led its army into the lower reaches of the Lorne River, seeking an opportunity to attack the inland town of Velonsus, a major town in Valantis.

The two dragons worked together, and after paying a certain price, they conquered the ancient town and plundered it thoroughly.

They also killed the Tiger Party's chief minister in the town.

They vented their anger and made money.

The sea serpent stopped dawdling and boarded a boat to sail across the current, intending to pass through Heartbreak Territory and head directly to Dagger Lake. "What audacity."

Despite his minor complaints, Eamon dared to venture into the heartbroken territory; he's truly a ruthless individual.

Of course, it's not that dangerous if a large army is pressing in.

According to Royna, there are living people in the Heartbreak Territory.

However, most of them were river bandits and thieves.

At the end of the letter, the sea serpent left a message saying that it had captured a person in Valantius and would personally hand him over.

They also said there would be a little surprise.

Who are the people of Valantis?

Aemon was puzzled, as it seemed that he had no friends or enemies in Valantis.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck me.

"No way."

Imon's expression changed slightly, becoming somewhat unpleasant.

He remained calm and composed in the face of the Dothraki, Norfolk, and the Battle of Dagger Lake, his expression suggesting that everyone owed him five million gold dragons.

If it's that woman, it won't be a pleasant surprise, but rather something to be utterly disgusting.

Hopefully, the sea serpent won't make a fool of itself by bringing him back a living auntie.

She's a real great-aunt.

"You thought of that too, didn't you?"

Damon's eyes were playful. He casually picked up the letter, tore it to shreds, and threw it into the lake.

"If it really is her, you don't need to get involved, I'll handle it."

After saying that, he left without looking back.

Imon remained silent, his agile eyebrows furrowing repeatedly.

goooo...

The fiberglass fishing rod vibrated, and a sound like fish blowing bubbles came from the lake, indicating that a fish had taken the bait.

Imon shook his head, dismissing all the annoying thoughts, and got up to pull on his fishing rod.

"Hey, that's really strong."

With his strength, he could pull a cow backwards, but this time he was having some difficulty.

Instead of being surprised, Emon was delighted, thinking that the baiting must have been successful, attracting the big fish out of the lake.

"..."

He's becoming increasingly heartless, and he unconsciously keeps thinking about these impolite things.

"Let's see how long you can hold out."

Imon gritted his teeth and engaged in a tug-of-war with the large vehicle in the lake, which lasted for more than ten minutes.

puff!
Finally, the large cargo in the lake seemed to have broken free and was finally able to be dragged ashore.

"Good guy!"

Lannino returned at some point, marveling at the enormous catfish thrashing about on the shore.

It was more than two meters long from head to tail, as thick as a water tank, and its whole body was green, as if it were covered with a layer of dirty and smelly moss.

"Such a big catfish must have eaten people."

Rob and the others also gathered around, and seeing the water monster that the prince had caught, they all drew their swords, ready to kill it.

Neither Westeros nor Essos eats catfish.

Catfish live in dirty, smelly waters and feed on carrion.

Even a starving beggar wouldn't bother with this thing.

"It's so big!"

The sailors of the Loyna formed a circle, watching the large fish in Dagger Lake, the essence of the Loyna River, their eyes frequently glancing at the silent Prince.

They weren't there to watch the spectacle; their main purpose was to make an appearance before His Highness the Prince.

The Loyna people are in a difficult situation, and now that they have found a good place to go, Nasa Star, they all hope to receive more support.

Imon remained silent.

He wasn't shocked by the giant catfish panting like an ox, but rather by a three-foot-square red treasure chest in the catfish's constantly opening and closing mouth.

If you catch a big fish, you'll get a treasure chest reward.

Taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention, Aemon stepped forward, grabbed the giant catfish by the mouth, and dragged it ashore while also taking the treasure chest.

Crunch!

The treasure chest was opened, and the rewards inside transformed into a streak of gray-white light that fell into the lake before revealing their true form.

Aemon met him.

It was a two-meter-tall statue, and the figure was that of a woman, but it was not the familiar Virgin Mary, young girl, or old woman.

"Look, what is that?"

Someone with sharp eyes spotted the statue hidden under the aquatic plants on the lake shore.

"It looks like a statue... Princess Nymeria?"

Amidst the cacophony of voices, several Roys jumped into the water and retrieved the statue.

It really is a statue of the warrior queen Nymeria.

Imon reached out and touched it; it was made of common stone, just an ordinary statue.

It seems that fishing rods in streams aren't so lawless after all.

Treasure chest rewards are equivalent to fishing rewards.

Last time I caught a giant turtle in the river, and then my luck turned around and I got a yellow goat calf.

The catfish was huge; the fisherman could brag about it for a lifetime.

But it's still a regular fish, and can only reward you with regular items.

"Sigh, it's not very useful. I'll give it to Xiao Jie when I have the chance."

Eamon realized he still owed his son a gift and thought a stream fishing rod would be perfect.

Xiao Jie has always been lucky; he might come in handy.

His Highness was slightly disappointed, but the sailors of the Roynar were extremely excited.

After rebuilding Nasa Star and winning a victory, they immediately retrieved the statue of Nymeria from Dagger Lake.

Isn't this exactly what Mother Lorne was hinting at?

"Cough cough..."

Aemon, seizing the opportunity, coughed twice and said, "Jakhan, I found something in the ruins of Na'Sa earlier. It should be an item belonging to the Rhoyna."

Not wanting to reveal his spatial ring in public, he pretended to take out a golden water basin from the bundle of the warhorse he occasionally rode north.

It was the item that was exchanged along with the stream fishing rod.

"A sacred relic!!"

Jaqen screamed as he recognized it as the water basin offered by the water shaman in the Rhoynar temple.

"Is that so? Then I'll give it back to you, so you can uphold your beliefs."

Imon generously gave it away.

This gesture naturally earned the deep bowing and worship of the Roynar people present, and some could even be heard sobbing.

Finally, Imon was led to the statue of Nymeria, where he was presented with a golden basin of water.

They worshipped him and Nymeria together.

Amon's lips twitched, thinking to himself, "They're really enthusiastic, but let's hope there won't be a next time."

"This is all from their heartfelt wishes."

Lannino was genuinely happy for him; with this "coincidence," his cousin's rule over the Royna people would be as secure as Mount Longshan.

(End of this chapter)