Game of Thrones: The Bronze and Fire Lord.

Chapter 377 "Black Fire" and "Starlight"

"That is?"

The dragon revealed its true form, and Viserys thought for a moment before suddenly recalling the information.

【Black Fire】

The black dragon, known as "Little Bellerion".

At this moment, the black fire circled once in the air, its crimson vertical pupils sweeping over the man and dragon below, before it folded its wings and slowly landed.

boom--

Its huge, sharp hind feet crushed the rocks, and its massive body made a loud thud, stirring up a hot wind that stung the skin.

The young dragon starlight hissed and instinctively darted into a crevice in the rocks.

Can't see me! Can't see me!
Viserys waved his hand to disperse the sandstorm, and when he saw the black dragon so close at hand, he was momentarily stunned.

Blackfire's nickname "Little Bellerion" wasn't given lightly.

In terms of appearance alone, they are incredibly similar.

Its majestic body is twenty meters long, covered in diamond-shaped scales as black as night. It raises its horned head to form a magnificent dragon head, supported by its crimson wings that are over forty meters long, and its thick, powerful tail drags on the ground behind it.

With its appearance, no one can find fault with it.

"Belle Rien!"

After a brief moment of surprise, Viserys blurted out.

"Roar!"

Blackfire's vertical pupils narrowed slightly, and he let out a low growl as his throat bobbed.

Viserys, realizing this, felt a slight bitterness in his heart, understanding that this was not the old dragon he remembered.

It is younger and more robust, its body brimming with vitality.

At the same time, it is also more unfamiliar.

At this moment, Blackfire realized that the silver-haired human in front of him posed no threat. Driven by curiosity, he poked out his dragon head and sniffed intensely through his large nostrils.

"..."

Viserys stiffened, a slight panic creeping over him.

A completely wild, ownerless dragon is always fraught with uncertainty.

If he were given a bite, his nephew might actually be able to usurp the throne.

"Ah!"

At that very moment, atop the summit of Longshan Mountain, Imon let out a loud sneeze.

"It must be my uncle scolding me again."

Rubbing his sore nose, Imon muttered to himself as he slowly walked down the mountain.

As the man grew older, he began to suspect that he might overtake Renilla and usurp the throne.

Really, is he that kind of person?
Acting as regent was forced upon him by the father and daughter.

Looking at the human before him, Blackfire saw no trace of panic or fear in those weary purple eyes, but rather a deep sense of remembrance.

"Roar!!"

Viserys, his face trembling from the scorching wind as he faced the dragon's low growl, was forced to close his eyes, yet he remained standing in front of the rock where the young dragon "Starlight" was hiding.

At the same time, as if struck by a sudden inspiration, he slowly raised his arm, making a gesture of stopping him.

Blackfire blinked its vertical pupils slightly and pressed its panting nostrils against the surface.

The warm palm touched the hard scales, and a strange connection quietly broke out, which then became unstoppable.

"Ok?"

Viserys opened his eyes and froze on the spot.

……

Two days later, the short vacation on Dragon Stone Island came to an end.

Without thinking twice, Imon, along with his energetic uncle, rode a dragon towards Tidehead Island.

"What a coincidence."

Holding onto the dragon saddle forged from black steel, Aemon's inner thoughts were racing, incredibly complex.

Uncle Viserys actually tamed the black fire!
Looking back, I saw my uncle, who had changed out of the king's black crown and into a black scale-patterned dragon-riding robe, riding on the saddle of the giant dragon Blackfire.

"Haha, Grandfather, go faster!"

Bellon nestled in his grandfather's arms, clapping his hands with joy.

Viserys, who used to be vehemently opposed to dragon taming and wanted to leave the dragons to the next generation of his family, has completely changed his tune.

He refused to let him ride the dragon, saying, "I am the king, I can do it."

Like now.

Viserys' face was pale, his hands, gloved with leather, gripped the dragon saddle handles tightly. Hearing his grandson's call, he was flustered and clumsy, but still managed to force a weak smile.

To be honest, he didn't originally intend to tame dragons.

But the dragon Blackfire is different.

Blackfire is great, I need to try controlling it.

"Roar!"

Sensing the pilot's lack of skill, Blackfire glanced up with its vertical pupils and then soared steadily at a considerable speed.

Secret Technique – Autonomous Driving
Viserys wiped non-existent sweat from his brow and smiled with satisfaction: "Children, let's go!"

"Yes, Grandfather!"

Lusris and Belron spoke in unison.

In less than ten minutes, the five dragons arrived at Chaotou Island.

Why five?

Aemon stepped off the dragon's back, lifted a corner of his collar, and revealed the timid young dragon "Starlight".

"Are you okay?"

Viserys waved his hand, took the two grandsons in turn, and caught his breath: "I was also a dragon rider."

As he spoke, he expertly stroked Blackfire's sharply defined jawline.

Blackfire lay down, and it was unclear whether he was comfortable or not; a low gurgling sound came from his throat.

Like a big cat.

Of course, we must ignore its dangerous size, which far exceeds that of other dragons of the same generation.

In terms of development speed, Xiao Jie's Sunny Day and Wild Dragon "Ulacs" are slightly inferior.

"This is really good food for my uncle."

Imon thought to himself, and secretly rolled his eyes.

The mouth is too good for the body.

He claimed he didn't want to tame dragons, but when he encountered Blackfire, who resembled Bellerion, he almost ripped the ancestral saddle off Vormisor's back.

They even said that Vomisor's size was too big and didn't match the ancestral saddle model from Bellerion's younger days.

Just kidding, do you think I wouldn't know if we're a match or not?
Uncle, I'm too embarrassed to call you out on what you're thinking.

As a second choice, Blackfire was equipped with a bronze-colored sandalwood saddle from when Dreamfire was young.

Dreamfire is the dragon mother of Blackfire, and the two dragons look exactly alike.

"You're badmouthing me in your heart again, aren't you?"

Viserys narrowed his eyes, keenly sensing that his nephew had no good intentions.

"No, how could that be?" Imon denied it outright and turned to leave.

After taming the black fire, my uncle's mental and physical condition improved day by day.

My eyes are brighter, my skin is rosy, and I have more energy when I walk.

In just two days, this was not the subtle change in the bloodline of the true dragon after coming into contact with it.

Simply by eating well, life is becoming more and more promising.

"Dishonest kid."

Viserys snorted and touched the black fire for a while before taking his grandson's hand and following behind.

He has always eaten well.

Even in his old age, Belerien remains the most powerful legendary dragon.

Even though Hei Huo is young, his potential should not be underestimated.

His ability to gain the approval of two dragons speaks volumes.

Damon and Aemon are just high-stat characters.

He relied entirely on his talent!

"Your Majesty, Your Highness, I am so sorry for not greeting you sooner."

Upon arriving at Climax City, Corliss and his men were already waiting at the gate, bowing and greeting them with relaxed expressions.

His goal is about to be achieved.

Imon completely ignored him, his gaze fixed on the tall and slender Lannar in front of the crowd.

Their eyes met, and Lana'er's lips curled up slightly, as if she were gently waving to him.

"Father!!"

Before anyone could speak, a boy with short, silver-gold hair stretched out his arms and rushed out with a goofy smile.

Imon's lips twitched, and he squatted down to hug the other person.

Mecca Targaryen, his 8-year-old third son.

"Father, I heard that my eldest brother is coming back soon and he brought a gift."

Meka tilted her head, and the topic changed swiftly.

Imon's mind worked quickly. Looking at the kid's suggestive eyes, he could tell he was asking for the gift from the First Fire Peak.

However, the information is correct.

A few days ago, Xiao Jie sent back a letter.

The three siblings are on their way back.

Not only that, but they also dragged back Aunt Renées, who had been traveling for several years.

I'm finally able to see my aunt, the only rational person in the family, again.

"Want a gift?"

Imon smiled knowingly and asked.

"Hmm."

Meka's eyes lit up, and he nodded vigorously.

Yes, we do.

Imon, acting mysteriously, lifted a corner of his shirt, gesturing for his son to peek inside.

Meka's aquamarine eyes widened as she approached, half-believing and half-doubting.

Years of deception and fraud have eroded the trust between father and son.

"Hiss!!"

Suddenly, the young dragon Starlight poked its head out, hissed, and delivered a surprise attack to the young man's face.

"Ah! It's a dragon!"

Meika was startled, her fair face trembling slightly.

Upon seeing that it was a beautiful silver baby dragon, his eyes widened and he scooped it up.

He was a hybrid of father and mother, the dragon egg in the cradle never hatched.

However, natural childbirth is never as easy as it seems.

Bring it to you!

Eamon angrily smacked his son on the head, then chuckled, "He's for you. Get to know him well and see if you can gain his approval."

"Thank you, Dad. I love you, Dad."

Meka hugged the baby dragon with a blissful expression, her sweet words flowing freely.

Seeing this, Eamon chuckled, patted the little guy's bottom, and told him to go play somewhere else.

As his son, he shouldn't have failed to tame the dragon so late.

His true dragon bloodline is so thick it's almost like mercury.

However, the hatching of dragon eggs depends not on talent, but entirely on fate and destiny.

However, taming a dragon requires having too few young dragons in the family.

There are a total of 13 dragons in the Five Dynasties.

Some are over 20 meters tall and have entered adulthood, while others are still in the sub-adult or juvenile stage.

Yes, even 13 items aren't enough.

Little Jack, Benedictine and Renia, Little Lu and Belron—his five children are five dragons.

Little Egon also has a storm cloud.

Aegon's twin daughters, Jahnera Targaryen, were incredibly lucky to hatch their dragon eggs at the tender age of three.

The dragon eggs came from Darren's dragon, the first nest of dragon eggs of "Blue Queen" Tserion.

It was a small dragon, entirely silver-black in color, with a slender and thin appearance.

Because his name was taken, Aegon gave him the vulgar name "Coalfire" based on his appearance.

In addition, the Fire Eater, a descendant of the Glutton, has disappeared and remains missing to this day.

Eamon believed it wasn't dead, but rather hiding in a resource-rich area, quietly developing its strength.

If we have the chance, we should send people to search for them. It would be best if we could capture and imprison them, but if we can't capture them, we can hunt them down.

The wild dragon "Urax" is ownerless, but it is too wild to be tamed and remains in the wild.

Sub-adult dragons include the brownish-grey Mogul and the yellow, unclaimed Slax.

However, one of them was hiding on the first fire peak and never saw Meka.

One lives with Daenerys Targaryen and stays on Lonely Mountain.

Starlight is the 14th young dragon, and its appearance solved a huge problem.

After all, Mecca couldn't be tamed, and she had several younger siblings and Aegon's two sons.

Aegon was quite fertile, having given birth to twins (a boy and a girl) and a boy.

No wonder he was able to father an illegitimate child in his teens.

"Father, I know I can do it."

Halfway there, Meka turned back and gave a serious pep talk.

Aemon smiled and waved him away, telling him to get lost.

Corliss approached the king and greeted him warmly, “Your Majesty, you look very well.”

(End of this chapter)