Game of Thrones: The Bronze and Fire Lord.

Chapter 365 Lucky Jaeheris

"..."

He still loves stone carving.

After a brief silence, Eamon suppressed his urge to complain and instead spoke about his future plans.

"With the Dragon Stone, the Bridge of Progress can be built. With this scroll, we can migrate our family's dragons to several volcanoes to reproduce freely."

Dragonstone Island, Lonely Mountain, First Fire Peak.

The family has more than twenty dragons, from the oldest to the youngest, and one Dragonstone Island is not enough to support them all. They need to find a way to disperse them to two other places.

Aemon was also wary, saying, "It would be best to move the dragon eggs and young dragons to Dragonstone, and then migrate them out after they reach sub-adulthood, making Dragonstone the birthplace of dragons."

Dragons are territorial creatures and usually only move within a certain area.

With Dragonstone as a link, the cohesion of the family's dragons can be maximized.

Upon hearing this, Viserys put down his hobby of stone carving and exchanged a glance with Langwu and Orville to his left and right.

Olivier, with his calm and collected nature, nodded slightly, almost imperceptibly.

"It would be ideal to create a breeding ground for dragons in advance."

Despite his advanced age, Langwu expressed himself more directly.

"Okay, let's do it."

Viserys pondered for a moment and quickly made a decision.

He likes this consultative and deliberative way of handling things.

"Leave everything to me, we'll start taking care of it tomorrow."

Imon chuckled softly.

Suddenly, Viserys hesitated and whispered, "Could you make a copy of the Fourteen Fire Peaks map for me? I'll have Ed carve it out of stone later."

Ed was a stone carver for the royal court.

Aemon: "..."

It was originally meant for you to keep.

Turning around and leaving, he left the Fourteen Fire Peaks geomantic map with his uncle for the time being. In a few days, he would also need to make Dragon Ink to draw the marks of the other dragons.

Viserys was overjoyed and took out paper and pen, asking Orville to draw a topographical map of the Fourteen Fire Peaks.

"What exquisite craftsmanship."

Langwu and his companions gathered together, admiring the mystery of the geomantic map. They wanted to touch it, but were afraid of soiling the scroll.

……

Two days later.

Dragonstone Island, east coast.

A giant dragon sculpture, three meters tall and entirely black with an oily sheen, stands on the edge of the cliff.

Judging from his appearance, he is none other than "Black Death" Bellerion.

goo goo goo...

With his nostrils plugged, Emon stood in front of a large, bubbling dry pot, stirring it back and forth with a fish weirwood stick.

Various ingredients were placed in the dry pot, and a pot of green medicinal liquid was made.

"Still missing: the dragon's bones."

With lightning speed, Imon took out a palm-sized piece of jet-black dragon bone and threw it into the dry pot.

puff!
A plume of white smoke rose from the pot, the pitch-black dragon bone quickly sank, and the potion gradually turned inky black.

The main material for the dragon stone is ready.

"It stinks!"

With a forceful slap, Imon ejected the two plugs from his nostrils and swept the pot and ingredients away with a wave of his hand.

There was an element of trickery involved in the main ingredient of his pot of dragon stone.

The normal method of making dragonstones is accompanied by cruel blood sacrifices.

He used keel as a substitute, added some auxiliary materials that were not cost-effective, and prepared the main material that would blend into the mortar in advance.

The advantage is that it doesn't require blood sacrifice, but the disadvantage is that it's a bit more expensive.

"Yes, it's a pre-made magic."

For a moment, Amon felt a strange sense of smugness.

This pot of dragon stone, mixed with mud and mortar, is enough to pave a one-kilometer-long road, wide enough for two horse-drawn carriages to travel together.

The Bellerion statue on the cliff is the best proof of this.

A large piece of dragon stone was made using only a small pinch of dragon bone powder.

As for the origin of the dragon bones...

As Imon whistled, he unconsciously looked toward Dragon Mountain, thinking of the skull of Miracis enshrined in River Valley Town.

Thanks to the second-generation dragon "Shining Silver" for its selfless contribution.

Of all the dragon bones in the family, only this one was fragmented, making it very easy to access.

Thinking this way,

A sea breeze gently caressed the Bellerion statue on the cliff edge.

……

On the way back to Shigulou, while passing Longshan, we encountered Darren and Renilla.

"Brother, look!"

Darren's little face was full of excitement as he pointed at Tercelion, who was lying prone at the foot of the mountain.

He finally tamed a dragon.

Become a true dragon rider.

"Impressive." Aemon, his emotions running high, patted Daren's head and chuckled.
"Teselion is a very talented dragon, no less so than Yangyan. You should treat it well and cultivate a rapport with it."

Darren nodded vigorously: "Yes, I will."

He really likes Tsering.

Aegon's Sunfire is hailed as "the most magnificent dragon ever," excelling in appearance, size, intensity of its flames, and ferocity.

Terserion and Kagerou are from the same generation and are equally good in every aspect.

After offering encouragement, Emon approached the timid forest child, "Mushroom".

The mushrooms were in a corner not far from Terserien, guarding a mushroom tree that had been gnawed on, their eyes brimming with tears as they sobbed.

"My Mushroom Steward, why are you crying?"

Imon asked a question he already knew the answer to.

Mushroom wiped her eyes and muttered softly, "No, I was just planting trees."

The Forest Child held a fist-sized mushroom tree seed in his unique three-fingered hand.

She really is planting trees.

"Did you plant all the mushroom trees at the foot of Longshan Mountain?"

Imon looked around and saw a conspicuous forest of mushroom trees at the foot of the barren, desolate Dragon Mountain.

At first glance, it looks like a patch of red cedar trees of varying heights.

The mushroom nodded and said, "This is my duty."

As a child of the forest, he doesn't think about planting weirwood, but instead grows rare mushroom trees, making him an outcast among his kind.

Amon liked this kind of outlier.

Try to persuade the mushrooms to take it easy; if the dragon damages the mushroom tree, so be it, don't worry about it too much.

Anyway, once the mushroom trees form a forest, they grow very quickly.

They sent two giants to assist the mushrooms, instead of just wandering around the island all day doing nothing productive.

With the help of the two giants, the mushrooms indeed had a much easier time.

Dig a hole, water it, backfill it...

It won't be long before we can achieve mushroom tree freedom.

"What's the use of this thing?"

Seeing the petite female Forest Child skip away, Renilla, holding Xiaolu in her arms, asked in confusion.

"Is it edible?"

Amon thought for a moment, then gave an uncertain answer.

After all, in his mind, the mushroom tree possessed a faint magic and was the best spiritual plant to cultivate in large quantities.

If the magical tide recedes, the mushroom forest will be the best windbreak.

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee."

Lusris opened his eyes, squirmed in his mother's arms, and grabbed at things haphazardly with his little hands.

Renilla rolled her eyes and said irritably, "It's none of your business."

With that, he handed the child to Imon.

As soon as Lulu was born, Imon went on an eastern expedition to Kohol and barely held him more than a few times.

If the child gets any older, he might not even recognize his father.

"Little Road, slurp slurp slurp~~"

Holding his son, Eamon was at a loss and resorted to his favorite trick of coaxing the dog.

Renilla's death stare.

"Don't be angry, I'm just letting the child get used to it."

Imon gave an awkward smile.

It's not like he's a first-time dad; he knows how to soothe a child, and in no time he was in the perfect, relaxed position.

Renilla, feeling sorry for him having just returned, wanted to take the children back, but was refused.

"I'll hold you for a while," Imon said softly.

Rhaenyra's eyes softened, and she said softly, "Jack and the others returned to King's Landing today. My father wrote to me saying he wants to bring the children to Dragonstone."

Aemon has many tasks ahead of him.

On the continent of Essos, Norfos has Bartoto, Kohol has Mor, Nasastar has Torero, and Valantis has suffered heavy losses and is still recovering.

Lannino stayed behind to guard the area, with Aegon and Aymond assisting him.

The sea serpents headed back by land, with Thorin, Baelor, and their bastard son Inar in the procession.

Helena rode a dragon to escort them, just in case.

The matter here is almost settled, but the situation on the continent of Westeros is urgent.

The Dragon Stone experiment was a success.

Aemon will soon head to the Arm of Dorne to organize the construction of the Bridge of Progress.

Xiao Jie and the others arrived late; they might miss their meeting.

Aemon knew this, so he didn't plan to rush and thought he would relax for a few days first.

"Also, there's Tidehead Island." Renilla said helplessly, "Lannar is about to give birth, you have to go and check on her."

To be fair, Lannar, being slightly older, is the most reliable in handling matters.

After getting pregnant, she immediately stayed on Chaotou Island and didn't go out.

If it weren't for their frequent correspondence, they would have almost thought the other had gone far away with Aunt Renée.

"Lanna, she's really had a tough time."

A smile appeared on Imon's lips; he also missed his gentle older sister.

In particular, the child in the other woman's womb is not healthy, and is different from Lusris, who was born to Renilla.

That was truly a newborn whose fate had been defied!
"Oh, by the way, I brought you a gift."

With a quick glance, Imon took out a ruby ​​necklace from his spatial ring.

Renilla was instantly captivated by the sight.

Aemon smiled smugly.

This ruby ​​necklace was obtained through a redemption event on the game panel.

The hint is: "No woman can resist its beauty."

"it's beautiful."

Having received the gift, Renilla was incredibly gentle, coaxing Eamon towards the Stone Drum Tower, wanting to give him a reward.

I just don't know who will be rewarded.

……

next day
The coast of Dragonstone was calm and the royal ships were safely moored.

Viserys, pale-faced, struggled to step onto the sand with the help of Alison and Orville.

I've had this chronic seasickness problem for a long time.

"Father!"

Eamon and Rhaenyra greeted them hand in hand, and from afar they saw Jaeheris cheer and rush over, waving his arms.

Pfft!
Immon felt a weight in his arms, and a large child rushed into his embrace.

"Father, you're finally back."

Jahelis beamed with joy. After expressing his longing for his father, he proudly declared, "Father, you would never guess that Little Blue laid so many eggs, and some of them have hatched into new chicks."

His chicken farming business is starting to get on track.

As he spoke, he waved to the friends who were lagging behind.

Little Egan, Little Beth and Little Ray, Gaimon and Adam, and Elin.

"Father, we miss you so much."

Benedict and Renia were girls, and the youngest of them, and they kept snuggling into their father's arms.

Adam was carrying a cage with a little blue hen named Little Blue inside.

Erin held a wooden box, and inside were three little blue chicks.

The chicks chirped and pecked at the millet grains mixed with sand at the bottom of the box.

That was all grain harvested by Huang Yudao (Golden Retriever).

Jahelis said earnestly, "Little Blue is very smart. I feed it aged Huangyu rice, and the eggs it lays are bigger and tastier after eating it."

"Chicks will grow quickly if they eat this, and they won't get diarrhea."

Watching his son speak eloquently, Eamon rubbed his head, a sense of satisfaction welling up within him.

But as comforting as I am, it's a bit strange.

Aemon glanced at his seasick, panting uncle beside him, and when he thought of himself as a blacksmith and Damon as a carpenter, his smile became a little forced.

Damn it, after the stone sculpture king, is a chicken-raising king going to appear?

The Targaryens are also doing well.

After exchanging greetings, the group returned to the Stone Drum Tower.

The children, innocent and simple-minded, surrounded Eamon, asking for gifts.

Imon distributed them one by one, mostly small toys made in Kohor, and some Dragonstone figurines.

When it was Jaheris's turn, he switched to a stream fishing rod.

"fishing?"

Jahelis's eyes lit up.

"more than."

Emon shook his head, explained how to use the stream fishing rod, and told him to make good use of it himself.

You need to catch rare fish with your stream fishing rod to have a chance of finding a treasure chest.

Aside from the giant turtles of the Lorne River, the only other aquatic creature he could think of was the sigil of House Greyjoy of the Iron Islands, the "Sea Monster."

But sea monsters only exist in the deep sea, and you can't catch them from the shore.

The fishing rod is not needed for the time being if it stays with Imon, so it's better to give it to his eldest son to use.

If the eldest son is lucky, he might catch something rare.

"Okay, I will try my best."

Upon learning the value of the gift, Jaeheris was deeply moved and inspired.

After delivering the gifts, Eamon called the children together and asked each of them to find their own dragon.

The geomantic map of the Fourteen Fire Peaks is in my uncle's hands. First, record the imprints of these young dragons.

……

noon.

"Hiss!"

The young dragon lay lazily on the shore, its tail tip flicking back and forth.

With a serious expression, Jaheris cast his fishing rod into the sea.

puff!
The fishhook went into the water and sank with a gurgling sound.

"Did you catch anything?"

Benedict stared wide-eyed.

"not yet."

Jaeheris shook his head.

A moment later, Benedict asked again, "Did you catch anything?"

"hold on."

Jaheris scratched his head.

After a while, Benedictine leaned against the young dragon Dawn and slowly began to doze off.

"Go for it, brother!"

Renia crouched down beside her, holding the baby dragon Dawn in her arms.

"Hiss~~"

Dawn's development is slow; at this stage, it resembles a large doll with rather cute pink scales.

Jehrith was not comforted; instead, he felt immense pressure, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

He often watched his father fish and thought it was a simple thing.

Unexpectedly, it was so difficult and required so much patience.

"Hiss!"

Suddenly, Qingtian raised her head, her red vertical pupils gazing at the sea, and one of her dragon wings folded and bumped into her pilot.

"coming!"

Jehrith's spirits lifted as he felt the pull from the fishing rod and struggled to pull it out of the water.

After several tugs, it finally broke through the water.

"Cuckoo..."

A round, pinkish-white fish landed on the beach, its skin shimmering in the sunlight, its mouth open as it slurped and sucked.

"Wow, it's so ugly!"

Benedict was awakened by the noise. When she opened her eyes, she saw the ugly pink and white fish and made a disgusted "Eh!" sound.

It wasn't just ugly, it had a grotesque and terrifying quality.

A fish with a collapsed human face.

Jahelis was also puzzled. He removed the fishhook and muttered, "It looks like a deep-sea fish."

Dragon Stone Island is resource-poor, and fishermen can only catch some inconspicuous sea fish in the surrounding waters.

He had never seen this ugly creature with a human face on the dining table of Chaotou Island before.

It's probably a deep-sea fish.

However, there is something even stranger.

Jaeheris crouched down and poked the ugly fish's pinkish-white skin. Underneath its collapsed anthropomorphic face was a red treasure chest.

Is this the unexpected joy that Father mentioned?

Jaeheris pursed his lips, poked the ugly fish away, and gently touched the red treasure chest.

Crunch!

The treasure chest opened, and a white pearl fell into the palm of the hand.

It is perfectly round and translucent, with a captivating luster.

The young dragon slowly crawled over and, taking advantage of the rider's inattention, swallowed the pinkish-white ugly fish whole.

"Sunny day!" Jaeheris exclaimed.

"Gah~~"

After committing a bad deed on a sunny day, he tilted his head back and fell down, letting the driver push and shove him as a lesson.

The first thing a dragon does after birth is to eat rice.

The first thing to do after dinner: give up!
"Never mind, I'll keep fishing and see what else I can catch."

Jaeheris, being magnanimous, cast his line and continued fishing.

Then, all sorts of deep-sea fish fell onto the beach.

Every few fish, one of them will drop a treasure chest, containing a pearl, a seashell, a giant clam, or other similar reward.

Gradually, it got dark.

Jahelis yawned and decided to cast one more shot before going back to eat.

Just then, a tremendous force struck the fishing rod, dragging him into the sea.

"do not want!"

(End of this chapter)