Game of Thrones: The Bronze and Fire Lord.

Chapter 65 Damon: "We, who are you and us?"

afternoon.

The royal ship sailed out of the port and went farther and farther away under the escort of a giant golden dragon.

"You won't stay a few more days?"

Rhaenys stood on the cliff behind the castle and tried to persuade her nephew to stay.

"No."

Imon shook his head: "I'm here, and Cousin Lanino doesn't go out."

Rhaenys sighed when she heard that and reached out to rub his head.

Haiyan was seriously injured and it would be difficult for her to recover in a short time.

Lannino couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart and refused to go out and see anyone.

"Forget it, it's up to you."

Rhaenys was reluctant to let him go, but she was not the kind of person who would force him to leave. She reminded him, "Be careful on the road. I'll let Lanar walk you part of the way."

Aemon wanted to refuse and stay away from the bad woman Lana.

But when he saw the other person's eager gaze, he swallowed the words back.

"Come visit us when you have time."

"I will, Auntie."

All good things must come to an end, especially when the relationship between the two families is tense.

After a while.

Rhaenys snuggled in her husband's arms, and together they looked out at the vast ocean.

Suddenly, there was a noise from above.

There was no need to look back, as a huge dragon that seemed to be made of bronze stepped on the edge of the cliff, spread its wings and jumped down.

“Hiss—”

With a roar, Womisoor swayed his body from side to side, and caught up with the royal ship in the distance.

Aemon sat firmly on the dragon's saddle, his silver hair fluttering in the wind.

One man and one dragon, attacking with great force.

Unlike the petite Syrax.

Wormisol's body was like a thick dark cloud, and a pair of broad brown wings covered the sky and enveloped the royal ship in shadow.

Looking from a distance, it is quite shocking.

Rhaenys looked solemn, but felt relieved in her heart.

From this moment on, the royal family finally got rid of the embarrassing situation of a lack of successors.

If nothing unexpected happens, the family will prosper for another century.

"They've all left, let's go back too."

Collis sighed softly, feeling a sense of loss and depression.

From now on, the royal family can no longer be manipulated by anyone.

His plan to get closer to the Iron Throne failed again.

"Hiss... Karma..."

Suddenly, a sharp and piercing hiss was heard, and a strange noise came from the cliff.

Collis frowned and looked up to see a scarlet dragon with a snake-like body.

Korakxiu's pupils were sharp, and he stretched out his snake-like neck and climbed along the edge of the cliff.

The huge wings block the sunlight, and the evil appearance brings a sense of oppression.

"Damon, you've spoken out of turn!"

Collis stood in front of his wife and turned to see a lean figure slowly approaching from behind.

"Oh, when?"

Damon walked out from the porch with a small smile on his face.

He didn't remember promising the other party anything.

Collis's face darkened and he accused, "You said your brother treated you unfairly. Let's join forces to take back the rights we deserve."

"us?"

Damon's face suddenly turned cold, with a dangerous light in his eyes: "Who is talking to you?"

Collis was stunned for a moment and looked at the other person deeply.

With new bargaining chips, he plans to turn against his opponent.

Rhaenys watched quietly, not interfering in the intrigues among the men.

Daemon glanced at her and warned, "Aemon is my son. Anyone who wants to take advantage of him will have their claws chopped off."

He doesn't care about being an "uncrowned queen". If he can win once, he can win a second time.

His son was his great cause, and he would never allow anyone to spy on him.

Too many Targaryens died young.

"hehe."

Rhaenys turned her head away and folded her arms across her chest.

People really laugh when they are speechless.

Collis was relatively silent, feeling helpless about his choice of allies.

Any politician at the table of power is afraid of someone who will overturn the table.

And Damon is exactly that kind of person.

"Well, the Stone Steps Archipelago is still waiting for me to govern it."

Damon turned back to the porch, but suddenly stopped and said, "My brother is a coward, but he is lucky."

His brother and nephew were no wimps.

Of course, the second half of the sentence was not spoken out loud, it was only in my heart.

When Damon thought of the unfair treatment his brother had given him, he felt lonely and left faster. In Collis's eyes, this move was more like contempt.

Soon, Damon left.

Korakshuu spread his wings and soared, his forked dragon tail stirring the waves, heading towards the Stone Steps Islands.

Collis clenched his fists silently, then released them dejectedly.

Suddenly, a hand held his hand.

Looking up, Rhaenys smiled and said, "It is not my husband's nature to feel sorry for himself."

Collis was stunned for a moment, and a warm feeling surged in his heart.

"Let's go, the kids should be back soon."

Rhaenys patted his shoulder and walked back to her room with steady steps.

Although she did not support her husband's useless behavior, she loved him deeply.

The sea snake has lost its sharpness and is not worthy of the bloodline of a true dragon.

Looking at his wife's heroic back, Collis laughed in silence.

Somehow, I felt more at ease.

……

Blackwater Bay.

“Hiss—”

An old dragon with a dark green body turned around midway, making a sound like thunder, and headed back to Chaotou Island.

On the dragon's back, a graceful figure with long silver-gold curly hair can be vaguely seen.

"Roar!"

Womisoer glanced vertically, and the bright bronze dragon flame accumulated deep in his throat, ready to be unleashed.

"Quiet, Vermithor!"

Aemon lay on the dragon's back, shouting and flapping the bronze scales.

Womisol raised his dragon head, confirmed the driver's order, and slowly closed his huge dragon mouth.

Then, speed up and fly over Blackwater Bay.

boom!
A pair of dragon wings stirred up a strong wind, and the sails of the royal ship fluttered and shook violently.

Yimon held his forehead helplessly and continued to communicate.

There is nothing wrong with Lao Long.

He has a strange temper and is difficult to discipline.

It's understandable, after all, she is not the original wife.

"This time when I go back, I have to learn the skills of dragon taming."

Aemon made up his mind.

He was about to return to the valley when he was stopped by his uncle Viserys.

A dragon is a chaotic and terrifying creature with the destructive power to easily destroy a town.

In the past, whether they were taming baby dragons or dragon riders who were adult dragons.

They all have to stay in the Junlin Dragon Cave and concentrate on learning the skills of dragon taming.

The dragon keepers who have taken care of dragons for generations and understand the habits of dragons are the best teachers.

"It's better this way, so there's no danger of the dragon getting out of control."

Aemon stroked Wormithor's back, feeling very fond of it.

In the brief history of the Targaryen family, there have been cases of dragons getting out of control.

Ahead is Aerea Targaryen riding on Balerion the Black Death.

Balerion, who missed his homeland, was forcibly taken back to Old Valyria, where he was attacked by fire dragonworms and died in pain with his body burned.

This is the most serious case.

Later, there was a "Mother of Dragons" Daenerys. The black dragon Drogon disobeyed discipline many times, and the other two dragons also disobeyed orders.

He cannot reach the state of unity between man and dragon, and cannot fully unleash the true power of the dragon.

"Roar!"

With a low roar, Womisol soared with his body rising and falling, deliberately creating a little turbulence.

The dragon and its rider have telepathic connection.

Although it was weak, it sensed that the driver was thinking something offensive.

"Sorry, big guy."

Aemon was speechless for a moment and sat back on the dragon saddle.

You have a bad temper and are narrow-minded. You really found a boss for yourself!

Vhagar was older and had a much better temper.

At least Lannar won't be teased by the dragon under her crotch.

"Oh, I need to practice more."

Yimon knew that the adjustment period had not yet passed.