Game of Thrones: The Bronze and Fire Lord.

Chapter 60 Who is the Real Dragon

He saw the bronze dragon and heard about the dragon fight in Hull Town.

There is no doubt that Lannino was defeated.

The sea snake lowered its head, its eyes still fixed on the silver-haired boy, trying to see through his inner thoughts through his outward appearance.

"I thought you were too busy to come."

Aemon pretended to be surprised, crossing his arms Targaryen-style.

His Royal Highness did not say to stand up.

The sea snake remained polite and replied, "It's a busy day, but I have to fulfill my responsibilities."

Very official statement.

Aemon nodded slightly and said with a smile: "Get up quickly, Lord Corliss."

The elder bowed to a junior and made a big fuss.

He is not a bad boy who uses his dragon to bully others.

"Please come in. His Majesty the King has been waiting for a long time."

Collis straightened his back, turned sideways and guided with one hand.

Judging from the etiquette alone, there is nothing wrong with it.

It seems that they think that by doing so, they can confuse a child.

Aemon pretended to be polite and let the other party go first.

Collis was not polite and led several nephews and nieces to lead the way.

After walking a few steps, I suddenly realized that His Royal Highness the Prince was not following me.

"Prince?"

Collis turned his head, his eyes puzzled.

And at this moment, I saw a scene that I will never forget.

The silver-haired boy smiled slightly and walked alone into the crowded green leafy courtyard.

boom!
As soon as the little figure stepped in, a pair of brown dragon wings spread out from behind the stone arch, covering the sky.

A leaf blocks the view, as if adding a pair of wings to the figure.

When the figure stepped down the steps in front of the door, the scene behind the door was finally revealed.

I saw a majestic and mighty bronze dragon raising its head, bending its strong hind legs and kicking out, then soaring into the sky.

“Hiss—”

The roar of a giant dragon was like thunder, stirring up gusts of strong wind that swept away the sand.

Aemon was very calm. He carried a small backpack and walked with his back to the dragon.

Collis' pupils suddenly shrank, his face remained expressionless, but his heart was in turmoil.

Suddenly, he recalled his wife's words.

Targaryens still have men!

"Even for a boy of eight?"

Collis was puzzled.

For every Targaryen born, the gods toss a gold coin to decide whether he will be great or mad.

Obviously, the child in front of him was not crazy.

"What is it, Lord Corliss?"

Aemon seemed unaware of it, just like an innocent child.

Collis shook his head and said, "Congratulations on taming the dragon of His Majesty the Centenary King."

"Congratulations, there are dragons on Chaotou Island too."

Aemon smiled, but his words were harsh.

He is not polite.

I will not give face to anyone whose words I don't like.

Anyway, he is young and doesn't mind his words.

Leaving behind Collis with a solemn expression, His Royal Highness walked into the castle in a familiar manner.

Overhead, Vermithor was circling, roaring through the thick clouds, as if demonstrating against the Velaryon family.

Two white knights followed behind him, blocking the prying eyes from all directions.

With a height of 1.2 meters, he exudes an aura of 1.8 meters.

……

Jiuhang Hall.

The celebration was held on time, and the attendants set up tables, chairs and benches and served delicious food.

"Aemon, sit next to me."

Rainier smiled sweetly and greeted the little fellow.

They had already met and learned about each other's achievements in taming Wormisol.

She was very surprised.

After learning that Haiyan was injured and Lannino was sad and missed the celebration, he couldn't suppress the smile.

Nan Tong deserves it!
Viserys sat in the main seat, looking at his nephew with a smile on his face.

Unlike when he came, he was silent and taciturn, now he was full of energy and vigor.

At a young age, Aemon tamed the second largest creature in the world, "Bronze Fury" Wormisol, who was at the peak of his prime.

The family's power suddenly increased.

Moreover, as soon as he landed on the island, he injured the young dragon "Sea Smoke", reducing the number of dragon riders in the Velaryon family.

How could he not be excited when this was happening? "What a good kid!"

Viserys tried hard to maintain his image as a king and secretly encouraged himself.

If only this were his son.

Damn Damon!
"No, I have a place to sit."

Eamon waved his hand, just stayed close to Allison for a while, then turned and walked to the seat below.

He's been in the spotlight enough today.

It is not appropriate to get too close to the royal family and to elevate yourself to too high a position.

Boom boom boom!
Dense and orderly drum beats sounded in the hall, symbolizing the official start of the celebration.

"His Majesty."

Collis walked into the hall, nodded to the king, and sat in a seat next to the main seat.

That was the position of the king's close minister, or the chief minister.

In Climax City, it is the seat of the host.

Along with him came a heroic woman with long black hair mixed with silver threads.

"Cousin."

Rhaenys greeted her blood relatives with a smile.

Very casual, not rigidly bound by etiquette.

Viserys smiled back and stood up to embrace him.

Alison and Rainier stood up, and the three women greeted each other.

When the two family members met, in front of all the guests, they seemed like a close family.

Collis sat down and talked like a learned man.

There was no sign of the undercurrent beneath the smile.

Just then, an interesting scene happened.

Rhaenys said nothing, ignored her husband's gaze, turned around and walked down the main seat.

She is today's protagonist.

But he refused the seat that was right for him and sat in the empty seat below.

Aemon only smelled a faint scent of lavender, and in the blink of an eye, there was another person beside him.

"..."

After hesitating for a second, Eamon whispered, "Happy naming day, Auntie."

"Ah."

Rhaenys nodded in agreement, looking her nephew up and down.

It was this little guy who beat her son until he cried and screamed.

Aemon turned his head silently.

Look if you want to, he is very handsome anyway.

Boom boom boom!
The second round of intensive drum beats sounded, urging the guests who had not yet arrived to hurry up.

Aemon looked around but didn't see his father Daemon.

"You're not coming, are you?"

It's not in his character to not show up in such scenes.

An idea comes to mind.

A tall and thin figure walked out of the crowded hall door.

"coming."

Aemon's eyes lit up.

At the same time, Viserys and Corlys also discovered the uninvited guest.

Damon, dressed in a gorgeous black suit, walked into the hall with a smile on his face.

Strolling along the way feels like walking in your own home.

Soon, Damon noticed his son sitting below the main seat, and a hint of admiration flashed in his eyes.

He had already learned that his son had tamed the giant dragon left by his grandfather, the one that was sleeping in Dragon Mountain, Wormisol.

Throughout the brief history of the Targaryen family, this is also the first case of an eight-year-old taming a grown dragon.

Even though her bloodline was tainted by the Bronze Bitch of the Valley, she was worthy of being his offspring.

"Father."

Aemon had a favorable impression of this father and nodded in greeting.

"Well done."

Damon smiled and walked to the opposite seat and sat down.

I don't know whether he is talking about taming the dragon or defeating Lanino who just rode the sea smoke.

Rhaenys glanced at him and saw that her cousin was gloating, so she didn't give him a happy look.

The hiccup passed quickly.

Boom boom boom!
The last round of intensive drum beats is to welcome the finale guest.

The door to the Jiuhang Hall opened wide, and a group of people dressed in foreign clothes filed in.

The leader had black hair and brown eyes, was handsome, had an upright figure, was dressed elegantly and had a sword on his waist. He strode in with his head held high.

Today’s second protagonist is the son of the former Sea King of Braavos.

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