Game of Thrones: The Bronze and Fire Lord.

Chapter 373 The Return of Renis and the Dragon King's Ruins
Valantis.

Smoke filled the air, black walls were broken, and the eastern and western parts of the city were ablaze.

"Prince, one of the two Elephant Party's governors has been arrested, and the other has escaped."

Torero Hein, dressed as a nobleman but clad in battle armor, reported the battle results to the young prince.

After many years, he has been promoted to acting city lord of Na Sa Star.

The Hein family has firmly established themselves in King's Landing.

"Thank you for your hard work, Lord Torero."

Jaeheris, with his silver hair flowing down his back and a smile on his young face, was wiping his blood-stained sword "Deep Sea" with the crook of his arm.

After giving his instructions, Torero calmly withdrew.

With the help of the Loyna navy and three dragons of Na'Sa Star, Valantis was overrun and its city-state was conquered without any resistance.

"Is this what it feels like to be a conqueror?"

Benedictine strode over, looked around at the sea of ​​fire, and said with feigned regret, "It's really not challenging at all."

"Hiss!"

Her Dragon Moon Dance hovered in the air, its wingspan reaching thirty meters and its length from head to tail measuring fifteen or sixteen meters, growing several times faster than its original trajectory.

Jaeheris: ...

Whatever she says is what it is.

With the fall of Valantis, the army surrendered as it was, and the nobles and merchants fled as soon as they could.

After looting the spoils, they also had to leave.

"Order your men to interrogate the arrested Elephant Party officials and force them to reveal the whereabouts of the Dragon King's Ruins."

Jaeheris said to Beneira.

Benedict regained her composure, nodded, and went to find someone.

This was agreed upon beforehand.

The family's territory was already large enough, so large that it was almost impossible to manage.

To this day, the newly established Na-Sa-Xing and Valhal are still appointing acting city lords to manage the city.

One is Torero Hein, and the other is Diana, the former steward of Mill.

Meanwhile, the father's direct territory, Mil, was returned to be managed by the intelligence chief, Johanna.

A last resort.

In Laketown, Sir Robert and his Second Sons continued to expand, occupying most of the disputed territory.

Mil became the core city-state in the lower half of the Fjord.

There is no one more capable or more suitable to be the manager than Johanna.

This is just the planning for the coastal area.

In the interior of the continent of Essos, apart from the firmly controlled planet Nasa, Norfos and Kohol exist only as subordinate city-states.

On the surface, they serve the Iron Throne, but in reality, they are always at risk of rebellion.

Bartoto and Mohr also had different thoughts.

The royal family could no longer occupy a Valantis.

"what a pity."

Benedictine returned quickly, longing to follow in the footsteps of her father and grandfather, expanding their territory and making a name for herself in history.

"There will be."

Jaeheris sheathed his sword and chuckled consolingly.

Benedict glanced at his waist, touched the "Dragon Claw" dagger tucked into her own waistband, and muttered under her breath, "It's such a waste to give you this sword."

Judging from their armor, cloaks, and long silver-gold hair, Benedict was covered in blood, and her hair at her temples was matted.

Jaeheris, on the other hand, was almost clean except for the blood on his sword.

One commands the battlefield by riding a dragon, while the other personally leads the charge to kill the enemy.

Forced by his sister's bravery, Jaeheris said indirectly, "My mother told me before she passed away that I should be calm and steady in my actions and not act impulsively."

After taking over the reins of government, Aemon's first act was to reform the education of his children.

Grandfather Belon and great-uncle Imon both became "negative examples" that were remembered by every child in the family.

An enemy may not be able to kill the mature and powerful older generation, but they can always find an opportunity to assassinate the young and careless younger generation.

Imon encouraged his children to hone their martial arts skills and participate enthusiastically in martial arts tournaments.

But they opposed them going to the battlefield themselves, especially dismounting from the dragon's back.

"Are you going to tell on me?"

Benedict's expression changed slightly, and she became less polite.

Jahelis nodded gently: "Yes, dear sister."

"You bastard..."

Just as Benedict was about to explode, Renia, who had been keeping quiet all along, pulled her back to prevent the two from getting into a fight.

While Xiao Jie is indeed skilled in martial arts, none of his brothers, sisters, and uncles have escaped Benedict's iron fists.

It was incredibly sudden and chaotic.

"children."

Suddenly, a joyful voice rang out, so familiar, like the call of the closest person.

The three siblings paused, turning their heads in unison to look at a section of ruins.

A man in a black robe stood there, gently removing his hood to reveal long, jet-black hair streaked with silver.

"Grandma Renis!"

"Grandmother!..."

In the dead of night, all was quiet.

Rhinese sat around the fire with her three children. She had more crow's feet around her eyes, but her face was still kind and gentle as she recounted her experiences over the years.

"Are you still going to Assassin and Sothros?"

Jahelis exclaimed in surprise.

Renis smiled and said, "Yes."

Assassin is the easternmost point of the world, and Sosros is the southernmost point of the world.

One is a kingdom known as the Wizards, the other is a desolate, dangerous, and primitive continent.

"It was truly a journey full of twists and turns."

Jahelis was convinced and busied himself making tea and grilling meat for his great-aunt.

Benedict Cumberbatch beamed with joy and, as soon as her grandmother finished speaking, was about to ask when she would be coming home.

Just as he was about to speak, his younger sister quietly tugged at his sleeve.

If my maternal grandmother wants to go back, she will naturally go back; what happens inside is not something they should be involved in.

Renis smiled warmly, looking at the three grown-up children as if she were seeing Eamon and Lannard as children, and asked them about their experiences growing up.

At that moment, Rhaenia, holding a cup of hot tea, asked softly, "Grandmother, how did you end up in Valantis?"

Jaeheris and Beneira paused.

This was the question they both wanted to ask, but they hadn't found the right opportunity.

Rhaenys was not surprised, and her expression turned serious: "I think you must have heard about the Dragon King's Ruins before you attacked Volantis?"

The three siblings exchanged a glance and said in unison, "Yes." "I also received the news and found the person who sent the message, and followed and investigated along the way."

Renis explained why she had appeared.

Jaheris nodded repeatedly, but he guessed that his great-aunt probably met with them in Valantis because she was worried about their safety and wanted to protect them secretly.

"Shall we go find the Dragon King's Ruins together?"

Benedict said excitedly.

Renis smiled and nodded: "Of course, I've figured out the exact location, so I'll take you there with me."

Hearing this, Jaeheris was also pleased.

This will save a lot of trouble.

……

a few days later.

"Slow down, be careful going down."

Jahelis was at the entrance of a huge pit, and he slowly descended along the collapsed earthen slope at the edge of the pit, gripping the rope tightly.

"Prince, I'm just an old man."

Sandwiched between two soldiers, Moore felt dizzy looking at the bottomless pit and waved his hands repeatedly, trying to back away.

boom!
Benedict kicked him in the lower back and snapped, "Get off me."

With a scream, Moore was strapped to the waist by the soldiers and descended to the bottom of the pit first.

Outside, four giant dragons, one large and three small, soared through the sky, overlooking the desolate mountains below.

This is the Via Valeria, known as the "Road of Death".

One hundred leagues further east lies the edge of the ancient Valyrian peninsula.

Limited by the tropical climate of the Summer Sea, the area near the Valyrian Avenue experiences no rain all year round, the land is so dry that it cracks, and not a single weed grows for thousands of miles.

To their north lay a continuous stretch of barren mountain ranges.

"I can't believe that the ancient dragon kings built their structures in such a place."

Benedictine also descended to the bottom of the cave, where she was surrounded by ruins and the air was filled with the smell of decay.

It is still faintly visible that this place once had a well-organized architectural layout, but it was accidentally destroyed and lost to the passage of time.

"Be careful, don't run around or touch anything."

Renis dared not let her guard down, and sent Mor to lead the soldiers to explore ahead of time, ready to evacuate at any moment.

Moore: ...

At that moment, he couldn't even cry out loud.

Admittedly, he was very tempted by the recognition and coronation of the Elephantist ruler of Valantis, and secretly began to court him.

But who would have thought that Valantis was so fragile, it shattered at the slightest touch.

Fortunately, his plot was not exposed.

But the young prince, like his wicked father and grandfather, grabbed him without asking any questions and brought him to the Dragon King's ruins, making him a scout and cannon fodder.

It is called beautiful:

If you are loyal to the Iron Throne, the blood of the true dragons will naturally protect you.

If you harbor ill intentions and die at the Dragon King's Ruins, that will be the punishment of the ancient Dragon Kings.

"Wait, I found something!"

Not long after, the soldiers' joyful voices came from the front.

Renis set off first.

It was a space behind a collapsed wall, covered with dust and rubble, and its former appearance was no longer visible.

The soldiers searched carefully but did not touch any mechanism.

Rene breathed a sigh of relief and led the three children inside.

"This is... Valyrian steel armor!?"

In a corner of the ruins, a skeleton clad in armor hunched over. The armor, once wiped clean of dust, reflected a bright, shimmering pattern of water.

"It really is."

Renia's eyes widened as she crouched down and carefully wiped it.

The armor was as black as smoke, its surface resembling stacked dragon scales, with mysterious ancient Valyrian runes engraved on its chest and back.

It's like a divine artifact covered in dust.

"This must be a Dragon King from a family of forty Dragon Kings, who was killed."

Renis pulled her granddaughter up, her gaze falling on the chest area of ​​the armor. Where a large ruby ​​had once been inlaid, the gem was now broken, and a large dent had appeared in the armor.

One can imagine that the bones inside the armor must have shattered into dust.

Clearly, he died from a blunt force injury to the chest caused by the enemy during combat, resulting in fractures of his bones and internal organs.

Unfortunately, no Valyrian steel weapons were found near the remains.

Perhaps he was so badly wounded that he fled without even having time to retrieve his weapons.

"Xiao Jie, come over here quickly!"

Benedict cried out in alarm, and lay alone in another corner of the ruins, her hands gripping the crumbling wall that was about to collapse.

"Hiss!"

Moon Dance had somehow slipped into the bottom of the cave and stood behind the rider, spreading her light green wings and revealing her dragon head with pearly horns.

When the group arrived, they followed Benedict's gaze and saw a complete dragon skeleton.

The dragon skeleton wasn't very large, only about twenty or thirty meters long, about the size of Xiao Jie's Sunny Day.

The keel was broken in several places, and it was impossible to tell what kind of injury it was.

It remained there, just like its rider, huddled in a corner covered in dust and pebbles.

Benedict climbed over the broken wall, crouched down and crawled into the dragon's ribs, bringing out a nest of grayish dragon eggs.

Its outer shell is covered with stone skin and has lost all vitality.

There are four in total. Three are well preserved, while one is cracked in the middle and filled with soil.

Several people frowned.

It is unclear whether the dragon egg hatched naturally or broke accidentally.

"This site is very dilapidated; there is nothing usable left."

Rhaenys ordered her men to remove the damaged Valyrian steel armor from the chest, carefully collect the petrified dragon egg, and prepare to leave.

Jaeheris and Beneira were still not giving up and wanted to dig deeper.

“Look at the signs of corrosion on this Dragon King’s remains. It’s at least a hundred years old, but no more than three hundred years old, otherwise there wouldn’t be any bones left.”

"Renia said softly."

She was the quietest and most book-loving of the three siblings.

From her words, we can infer that this Dragon King must have died around the time of the apocalyptic catastrophe.

It will most likely happen after the apocalypse.

A dragon king who had survived by sheer luck was attacked unexpectedly, rescued by his own dragons, and eventually died in this narrow and cramped underground space.

This place is probably an outpost or fortress established by the Dragon King's family.

Apart from the Dragon King and his remains, they are not qualified to store treasures or books.

(End of this chapter)