Game of Thrones: The Bronze and Fire Lord.

Chapter 4 Ula Grass!!

dusk.

The sun gradually sets and the sky turns red.

"Hey, hey."

In the sea of ​​grass rippling in the breeze, a little man was swaying left and right, working hard.

Several guards stood around, looking at them in surprise.

Some people wanted to help, but saw the little man backing away and unable to stop the car.

"Ouch!"

A scream of pain was heard, and a head with silver-gold hair appeared.

Aemon fell to the ground, with the weeds on his head, and muttered, "It's so hard to pull them out."

My butt is about to be broken into eight pieces.

"Prince, do you need any help?"

The guard looked embarrassed and asked in a low voice.

"No need, I've already succeeded." Imon waved his hand.

In his hand, he tightly grasped a handful of dark green grass leaves.

[Magic Essence Panel] is suitable for giving tips:

"Discover a patch of Ula grass that contains magical power, gain essence +1."

Aemon was very satisfied and stood up and patted his butt.

With the help of [Guidance Once], you naturally cannot leave the good medicine unused.

He called a few guards and headed straight for the east coast.

He knew it was a piece of cake!
"Let me see what it does."

Aemon smiled slightly and rubbed his hands together.

A brilliant light panel emerges.

One of the three cards is missing, and the words next to the golden funnel below change: [Essence Quantity: 7]

It took 10 points of magic essence to exchange the card, and the newly obtained Ula grass + 1 point of magic essence, which is exactly this much.

The rest of the panel changes are minimal.

“It’s just a plant.”

Yimon held up the Ula grass and observed it again and again, as if he could see the flowers.

This kind of vegetation is not rare, he had heard of it in his previous life.

It is known as one of the three treasures along with ginseng and deer antler.

It is a type of hay used to keep warm in winter.

With the help of the panel, he gradually figured out how to use the treasure in his hand.

Weave it into a mat and lie on it to sleep!

The magical Ula grass has the effect of keeping warm in winter and cool in summer, calming the mind and helping to improve sleep quality.

With it, you don’t have to worry about having strange dreams or not growing taller.

"You are such a good baby." Imon's purple eyes sparkled with stars.

There just aren’t enough of them, not even enough to make a cushion.

Smart Aemon touched his chin, this wasn't a problem at all.

I walked around the spot, my eyes sweeping over the sea of ​​grass that covered the mountains and fields.

A small opportunity.

There's more than one clump of Ula grass, right?
Imon's mind was working rapidly, and he had already planned to go up the mountain to pull weeds.

"One clump of Ula grass equals 1 point of magic essence, and ten clumps of Ula grass equals 10 points of magic essence..."

Zero-cost trading, isn’t this a way to achieve moderate prosperity?
As soon as the thought came to mind, someone appeared and interrupted it.

"prince!"

A guard came from Runestone City and reported: "Madam Leia is back and is waiting for you in the hall."

"Okay, I understand." Imon quickly came back to his senses.

He put the Ula grass in his arms and, under the protection of the guards, returned along the same route towards the towering and majestic castle.

……

The little short legs were very fast and got home before it got completely dark.

In the spacious hall, Madam Leia had been waiting for a long time.

"Mom, I miss you so much!"

Aemon was covered in dust and threw his arms out to the most imposing young lady present.

Her chubby face is filled with smiles, which makes people feel calm.

Lady Leia had a blank expression on her face, letting her son crash into her straight thighs, tightly bound like a chain. "When did you come back? I wanted to go greet you."

Aemon raised his head and smiled, showing his little white teeth.

Don't hit a smiling kid!
He shook his head happily, staring at his mother.

Madam Leia is in her prime, with black hair and black eyes inherited from her ancestors. She has a slender figure that is slightly flat, which highlights her heroic and capable appearance.

There is no need to say much about the face, the eyes are narrow and bright, and the nose is high and stylish.

She is a classical beauty with a strong aura.

If she wasn't pretty, she wouldn't have been chosen by Queen Alysanne as her granddaughter-in-law.

"Ugh!"

Madam Leia lowered her head and stared sternly for a while, then sighed helplessly with her hand on her forehead.

Look at this kid's outfit.

Covered in dirt, feet full of mud, pockets full of goats that won't eat weeds.

If you don’t know, you might think he is returning from hunting.

Yimeng shamelessly asked in a flattering way: "Mom, how long will you stay at home this time?"

As he is reborn with a young body, his temperament also becomes childish and innocent.

This is the advantage of being a candidate for university scholar who has clear eyes, is stupid, and has not been tainted by the big dye vat.

Extremely plastic!
Madam Leia was so annoyed by him that she moved a chair and sat down, answering distractedly: "In a few days, there will be another hunt soon."

"Oh." Imon was used to it.

"What do you think of this little deer?"

Some of the hunting trophies were piled up in the hall. Madam Leia pulled out a deer carcass as big as a dog and said to herself, "You don't like eating venison, so I'll leave it for you to roast and make soup."

Without waiting for Iemon to praise him, he took out two gray rabbits.

"The valley is cold in winter, and the fur of the snow rabbit is soft. I will sew you a new pair of gloves."

Madam Leia became more and more excited as she spoke, admiring her prey: "And this black bear, you can't use it, skin it and hang it in my room..."

Imon who was left aside: ...

I was very touched, but I didn't dare to move.

Listening to my mother chattering on and on about her hunting experiences, my little body, which had not slept well and was tired from running around, began to be unable to bear it, and my little head began to doze off little by little.

Until the old nun noticed this and changed the subject by saying dinner.

The maid was already prepared and quickly brought the dishes to the table.

Aemon sat on a stool, swaying his short legs back and forth, craning his neck to look at the food on his plate.

White bread slices + sausage + mashed potatoes, a classic dry meal.

Mrs. Rhea came to the table with little interest, took her own plate and started eating.

Also sitting at the table was the young man who was tied up with him. He was wearing a suit of bright yellow bronze armor and was eating his meal with a fork in a proper manner.

When Yimon saw it, he looked at her strangely: "Why are you dressed like this?"

Since the Andals landed on the Five Fingers Peninsula, iron tools have gradually become popular in Westeros.

The Royce family follows the ancient honor of bronze and often has the custom of wearing bronze armor.

But it would be too strange to wear it at the dining table.

William swallowed the food in his mouth, put down his knife and fork elegantly, and raised a smile that he thought was handsome: "Mrs. Leia promised me that you would go hunting with me next time."

Aemon blinked and stabbed the sausage with the knife.

Just go, why are you so proud?

This guy was the study partner that his mother arranged for him half a month ago. He can also be said to be a first-class guard and attendant.

Full name: William Royce, direct cousin.

To be honest, Aemon should also bow his head and respectfully call him cousin.

In the original world trajectory, William also left a few words. He was the holder of the Royce family sword "Sorrow" and one of the iron guards of the Black Party Queen.

During the Dragon Cave riot, he foolishly led the team into the rescue.

Not only was the entire team killed by the rioters, but the extremely precious Valyrian steel sword was also lost.

"I'm stuffed."

Aemon wolfed down the food and jumped off the stool with his round belly.

His feet were still halfway off the ground, and he jumped a bit before landing.

Mrs. Leia frowned her delicate eyebrows and looked at the little guy's back, seeming to want to say something but stopping herself.

Aemon walked briskly, like a squirrel returning home with a load.

Madam Rhea shook her head, swallowed the important things she wanted to say, and instructed the old nun: "Change his stool."

　Ulla!!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)