Game of Thrones: The Bronze and Fire Lord.

Chapter 369 The New Generation That Has Grown Up

Time flies by like a fleeting moment.

Eight years later.

129AC.

……

The King's Landing, the Dragon's Lair.

"Hiss!"

With a sharp dragon roar, the bronze gate slowly closed, and the three departed in a white wheeled palace.

"Sir Steve, Father suddenly summoned us. What happened?"

Jahelis poked his head out from behind the carriage curtain, revealing a young and handsome face.

Five years later, eight years later, he was 13 years old.

The boy grew quickly, thanks to his parents' excellent genes. He grew to 177cm tall, with a well-proportioned but not bony figure, and was full of sunshine and vitality.

Sir Steve, driving the car, remained true to his duty, his face showing signs of premature aging; though nearing forty, he looked no different from a young man.

He looked embarrassed when the prince asked him:

"It's from Valantis. Someone has been acknowledging Mor, the governor of Corhol, as king and has declared the establishment of a new Valyrian Federation. The king and princess are furious."

"what?"

"Someone has declared himself king!"

Two more heads peeked out from behind the carriage curtain, letting out gasps of varying emotions.

Three years and eight years later, the twins are now 11 years old.

Benedict was beautiful, with short, silver-gold hair that drooped to her ears, and bright purple eyes. Disliking the crowded car windows, she pushed her brother Xiao Jie's head aside, then walked to the car door and pushed it open.

Rhea was more delicate, with fluffy silver-gold hair and purple eyes full of doubt, clearly startled by the White Knight's words.

The two sisters looked exactly alike when they were little, and no one could tell them apart except their parents and close relatives.

As time goes by, appearance changes along with personality.

Benedict is agile and has a heroic air about her, inheriting the "formidable" qualities of her mother and grandmother Rhaenys.

Sir Steve hesitated for a moment, then cautiously said, "The Prince is waiting for you. You'll find out when you get back."

“You’re right, Father is calling us.”

Jae-Herrius grabbed Beneira and shoved her into the carriage like a pig.

Sir Steve scratched his head, feeling utterly helpless about the three princes' tempers, and could only try to downplay the issue.

However, he was also afraid of getting into trouble.

Having served two generations of princes, Aemon and Jaeharis, and ostensibly as the king's royal guard, how can he not be considered a veteran of three reigns?

The wheels rolled and entered the gates of the Red Castle.

After bidding farewell to the White Knight, the three siblings quickly ascended the Mega Tower.

Council Hall.

A loft room designed like a separate study, filled with bookshelves and books, with a desk placed near the balcony, on which sits a potted succulent.

Next door is the private council hall for the Imperial Council.

Aemon frowned slightly, holding the two letters in his hand. After comparing them, he found no difference.

One of them was from a sea serpent.

He pointed out that Lannino had been married for four years and had no children with his wife Cassandra, urging Eamon to adopt a grandchild for him.

"That old man is really good at holding on, how come he's still not dead?"

Imon sighed, marveling at how resilient the sea serpents were.

One of the letters was from Governor Moore of Cohol.

The letter was full of complaints, pleas, and explanations; he had no intention of rebelling, and the so-called New Valyrian Federation was purely a lie by Valantis.

The real threat to the Iron Throne is Volantis; if you need anything, be sure to seek him out.

"Ugh, they're all troublemakers."

Aemon was utterly disgusted. He tossed the letter aside, then leaned back in his chair to sunbathe.

I promised the Sea Serpent that if Lannino had no children within three years of marriage, he would give one of his and Lannar's children to Valerian.

There's no arguing about this; it's been delayed by a year even longer than the agreement.

I need to go back and discuss it with Lannar to see if little Meka has any objections.

As for Valantis...

Aemon yawned and stretched.

It's nothing.

The eastern coastline of the continent of Essos is bordered by four city-states: Mil, Tyrosi, Rhys, and Valhal, which are located in the Sea of ​​Death. In the eastern part of the continent, the planet Sa Sa is stationed, controlling the Lorne River and the Gyn River basin.

With Bartoto, Norfolk's loyal hound, and Mor's son and nephew in King's Landing, they probably wouldn't dare to make any big moves.

Valantis is nothing, take him down!

boom!
The door was kicked open, and someone barged in.

Imon frowned, opened his slightly narrowed eyes, and slowly sat up straight from the chair.

The newcomer was slender, with long, flowing silver-gold hair that reached his shoulders. His pale purple eyes were sharp and intelligent, and he was dressed in a smart black outfit.

Imond glanced around the room, his gaze first falling on the succulents on the desk, then moving up to Imond's almost unchanged handsome face.

“Valantis has rebelled and sent me there,” he said.

Aemon glanced at him and said indifferently, "When did Volantis become territory of the Iron Throne?"

"That's certainly not the case now."

Imond remained calm and smiled confidently: "After I quell the sheep thief's rebellion, that will be it."

"..."

Aemon: "Get out!"

……

boom!
As soon as Jaeharis and his two companions arrived, they saw their uncle, Imond, come out and slam the door shut as if venting his dissatisfaction.

Imond was furious; he even clenched his fists as he walked.

"uncle."

Jahelis stepped aside at the top of the stairs and gave a normal greeting.

Imond didn't even look at them, and walked straight past the three of them downstairs, bumping into Jaeheris's shoulder as he passed.

"Are you blind?!"

Jaeheris remained silent, but Benedict couldn't hold back any longer. She pleaded and was about to rush forward.

"Stop."

Jaeheris and Renia quickly pulled her back, pleading with her to calm her down.

To be honest, it's really unnecessary.

When they were young, the three siblings and Aegon and his siblings had a very good relationship and often played together.

It's unclear when it started, but Aegon became obsessed with women, rarely even visiting the Dragon's Lair, spending his days in the brothels of Silk Street and Flea Nest. Helena became withdrawn and less interested in socializing.

Darren was sent to Old Town to serve as a squire to Count Garwin Hightower.

Even Imond, the only one who was relatively active, became gloomy, always wearing a long face, as if everyone owed him two million gold dragons.

Why are you stopping me?

Benedict broke free from them and said with dissatisfaction, "I should teach him a lesson and put his temper to rest."

Others are afraid of Imond.

This is because he is the king's second son, wields the Valyrian steel sword "Red Rain," rides a dragon who steals sheep, and has learned cunning and ruthless swordsmanship from the Kingsguard, Cole.

Not to mention the enemies roaming the gorge, he even provoked and killed some minor nobles from the seven kingdoms.

When Aemond Targaryen is mentioned to outsiders, people fall silent in fear.

But she wasn't afraid.

If you've got the guts, go ahead and challenge them. Stop giving me that sour look all the time. Do you think you're some kind of mini-Damon?

"Never mind, it's not easy for anyone."

Jahelis smiled wryly and managed to persuade the man to stop.

It's obvious the other party got a cold shoulder from the father and is taking it out on them; why make a big fuss?

We were such good friends when we were kids.

Upon entering the council hall, Eamon was waiting for them, his expression slightly disappointed as he looked at Benedictine.

Why didn't they beat up Imond?

That brat deserves a beating.

"Father, has Valantis really rebelled?"

"Jeheris asked curiously."

Aemon snapped out of his reverie and nodded, saying, "Yes, they've rebelled."

After the Battle of Volantis under the command of the serpent general, Volantis was seen by the world as no different from Corhol and Norfolk, all being territories under the rule of the Iron Throne.

Just go along with what they say.

"Then what should we...?"

Jahelis's eyes lit up, and he became secretly excited.

"Hmm." Imon neither admitted nor denied it.

Today's Hao Da'er is no longer a kid obsessed with raising chickens and growing mushrooms, but a genuine large-scale farmer.

Farmers who specialize in spiritual crops.

With his and Lannar's approval, a Yellow Jade Rice plant was transplanted from River Valley Town to White Garden City, and the Forest Child Fungus was asked to plant some Mushroom Trees.

At this time, Baiyuan City could be described as a super-large farm.

The main product is yellow jade rice grown on one mu of land, and the secondary products are mushroom forests and crystal pear forests. In addition, a flock of blue hens and three yellow sheep (one large and two small) are raised.

The Crystal Pear Tree seed is a spiritual seed spat out by a bronze bird on a branch of the Bronze Sacred Tree.

The pear's skin is white with a hint of blue, resembling transparent crystal, hence its name.

A fully grown crystal pear tree produces crystals from which seeds can be extracted and replanted to form a forest.

The crystal pears produced by the mother plant have a crisp and refreshing taste, as cool as iced melon, and long-term consumption can help improve mental strength.

The taste of the crystal pear from the offspring remains unchanged, but it lacks the ability to enhance mental strength. Long-term consumption can also nourish the body.

Don't underestimate these industries.

With these, Jaeharis not only provided the royal family with abundant and plentiful meals, but also amassed a fortune in the River Bend.

The warehouse managers of White Garden City are all children of the forest, and the guards are all giants.

Without the dragons, none of the lords of the seven kingdoms, taken individually, could match him.

Seeing his father's expression, Jaeheris was immediately delighted and said, "Father, send us!"

"We will definitely be able to handle this."

By Bellerion!

Since my father fought the war against Kohor, the world has suddenly become peaceful.

Apart from Dorne being embroiled in internal strife, the East and West are locked in a constant battle.

The two sides of the strait were completely calm, without a single ripple.

Little Jie is 13 years old now. His father, Eamon, has already conquered the Valley at that age, so his son is naturally eager to try.

His usual gentleness, kindness, respect, frugality and humility are all due to his personality; he is habitually low-key.

But rationality does not equate to cowardice.

If it really came down to a fight, he was even more decisive than his half-brother Gaimon.

He guaranteed that no one would speak ill of him afterwards.

Imon smiled slightly: "Alright, then the three of you go."

"Great!"

Renia cheered with joy.

It's good to prohibit it.

Benedict grabbed her sister, telling her not to mess things up at this crucial moment, as their father would definitely have to answer to them.

As expected, Aemon added, "We were originally going to send Gon, Aegon, and Daren together, but as you know, Daren is in Oldtown, and Aegon took Viserion to see your grandfather at the beginning of the year."

Little Egan is already 14 years old. By boy standards, he's two years shy of adulthood, but by girl standards, he's old enough to get married.

His young dragon, Storm Cloud, is already nearing adulthood and not far from becoming an adult dragon.

Viserion was 9 years old, the same age as his nephew Luthris Targaryen.

However, the former did not yet have a dragon; the dragon egg in the cradle remained unmoved.

The two brothers were unhappy in King's Landing, so Aegon suggested going to Korhor Forest to find Damon, and Aegon agreed after considering it.

Although Aemon and his two half-brothers were called brothers, they were practically father and sons.

He raised them all single-handedly.

In terms of trustworthiness, he is much more trustworthy than those two scoundrels, Aegon and Amond.

As Damon got older, his work style became more low-key, and he spent his days engrossed in carpentry.

Even if father and son are reunited, they cannot rebel.

The two brothers went to him, where he could teach them some martial arts and broaden their horizons.

Aemon shrugged: "You all saw it too, Aemon wanted to go, but I vetoed it."

“I’m not comfortable with Xiao Jie going alone. You two go with him. Listen to Xiao Jie if anything happens. If you encounter any trouble, ask your Uncle Lannino for help.”

"it is good!"

Fearing his father might change his mind, Jaeheris immediately agreed.

Benedict and Renia nodded repeatedly, their little heads bobbing like garlic, not daring to utter a single word of dissent.

(End of this chapter)