Game of Thrones: The Bronze and Fire Lord.

Chapter 66 Black and Green (New Chapter)
Four years later.

113AC.

Wangling, Blackwater Bay.

“Hiss—”

The thunderous roar resounded for dozens of miles, and a huge shadow covered the calm sea.

A majestic dragon covered with bronze scales spread its wings and soared into the sky, then its body suddenly plummeted in mid-air, like a falling star.

"Dragon Flame, Wormithor!"

A thin young man with silver-gold hair, bright purple eyes and handsome face lay on the dragon's back, holding the handle of the dragon saddle and shouting loudly.

boom--

The bronze dragon's vertical pupils flashed a sharp aura, and it opened its dragon mouth to spit out a breath of bright bronze dragon flame, as thick as the hot lava erupting from a volcano.

The thin young man looked up into the distance with a smile on his face.

With arms outstretched, he swam upstream against the dragon flames.

King's Landing, Mud Gate.

Countless onlookers blocked the city gates and witnessed this horrifying scene with their own eyes.

Everyone held their breath, their hearts in their throats.

“Hiss—”

In a flash, the giant bronze dragon stretched its neck, flapped its pair of wide brown dragon wings, and quickly flew away.

The thin young man leaned back, his nose brushing against the dragon flame in an instant.

next second.

The sticky dragon flame, like rolling copper liquid, splashed into the sea, picking up the raging heat waves and condensing into pieces of black metal slag.

Immediately, the giant bronze dragon flew towards the Mud Gate along the sea surface. When it was almost reaching the shore, it raised its head and flew into the air, stirring up gusts of howling wind.

"Seven levels of hell!!"

"..."

The onlookers stared intently, their faces flushed with excitement, and they clapped and cheered wildly.

The thin boy listened to the cheers and glanced back with a smile.

“Hiss!”

A smaller golden dragon flew down from the clouds, roared loudly in mid-air, and chased the bronze dragon down to the Mud Gate.

In a flash, it soared into the sky along the trajectory.

boom--

The onlookers only felt a gust of wind blowing in their faces and could not open their eyes at all.

"it is good!"

"..."

There was continuous applause and cheers.

"Well done, they are a perfect match!"

Viserys stood on the city gate tower and shook his fist fiercely.

With a smile on his face, Leonor looked up at the two giant dragons hovering in the air and praised them generously: "Your Highness is known as the 'warrior descended from the earth', and you are truly a child of destiny."

"Haha, this kid deserves it."

Viserys laughed, sharing his joy.

In just four years, his nephew passed the fourteen ancient dragon-taming tests handed down from ancient Valyria.

Looking at the brief history of the family, this is an achievement that even adult dragon riders rarely achieve.

In other words.

If my nephew were placed in the Free Fortress Empire before the apocalypse, he would be the youngest generation of decorated dragon knights.

Expanding territory is no problem.

……

evening.

Aemon took off his black dragon riding suit and came to the banquet hall of the Red Keep.

"Prince!"

Two white knights were guarding the door and saluted respectfully when they saw the young prince.

"Thank you for your hard work, Sirs."

Yimon still loves to laugh, and his voice is as clear as mountain water.

At the entrance of the hall was a full-length glass mirror presented by the messenger of Pentos.

Turning his head, Aemon took a closer look.

The person in the mirror has outstanding appearance, thin figure, silver hair and purple eyes that are particularly bright, just like the stars in the sky falling into the dust.

Especially in terms of height.

At such a young age, he grew to a height of 5 feet 9, which is nearly 1.8 meters.

"Humph, let's see who calls me a dwarf again."

Aemon snorted softly and walked with his head held high.

Time is like a shape-shifter.

Some people have grown up, and some people have come to terms with it.

It is obvious that His Royal Highness has inherited the inhuman beauty of the Targaryen family.

Soon, the dinner began.

Imon sat down gracefully, picked up his knife and fork and waited for the meal to start.

"Don't worry, the food is coming."

Beside him, Rhaenyra's eyes were full of smiles and her voice was clear and crisp.

Aemon smiled.

I really want to tell the other person, do you, a little potato, know how much the big one needs to eat?
Rainier didn't know that, she was holding her chin with both hands, still thinking about the dragon riding performance in the daytime.

This was suggested by Eamon.

The purpose is to show off muscles and let the seven major countries know that the royal family is not easy to mess with.

After waiting for a while, others arrived one after another.

"Aemon, you've been in the spotlight today."

Viserys walked with a breeze, a smile on his face.

The more he looked at his nephew, the more satisfied he became.

All that was missing was a stone statue to be placed on the table in the bedroom and collected as a figurine.

"It's really good." Allison followed, followed by a group of... children.

Aemon glanced at it and smacked his lips secretly.

There are three kids in total, two boys and one girl.

Aegon the Younger, six, Helena, four, and Aemond, three.

That’s right, the future “One-Eyed Emond” was born as expected.

Perhaps the uncle thought his nephew was too outstanding, so he became anxious when he returned to Red Castle and spent the whole day thinking about making a villain.

In 110 AC, he had a third son, Aemond.

Even the name is based on his name, with the pronunciation changed.

"elder brother."

Seeing his popular cousin staring at him, little Emond shrank back and hid behind his mother's skirt, not daring to show his head.

Still a little coward.

Aemon withdrew his gaze and looked deeply at little Aegon who was about to climb onto the table.

Little Yigeng had just put one leg over his shoulder when he noticed the sharp gaze and quietly sat down.

I was so scared that sweat broke out on my forehead.

As the eldest son of the royal family, even if this kid is not as favored as Rainier, he is still a great treasure who is loved by everyone.

He is usually lawless and likes to bully his younger brothers and sisters.

Eat without talking and sleep without talking.

The meal was devoured in no time.

Aemon wiped his mouth and offered, "I'm going back to the Vale tomorrow."

"what?"

Viserys was stunned when he heard this, and said angrily: "Lady Rhea usually only knows how to hunt, you won't meet her when you go back."

Yimon smiled bitterly and said, "No, I have something to do when I go back."

Thanks to a pair of unreliable parents, his uncle developed a possessive desire for him.

If both parents were not alive, there would probably be a fight for custody.

"What can you do? It's not your turn to make the decision in Fushi City."

Viserys frowned and advised, "King's Landing has everything. It won't be too late to go back when you come of age."

My nephew is only 13 years old. He cannot waste his youth in a closed and conservative valley.

The royal family needs him more.

“I’m going back to raise my own flag.”

Aemon was serious.

Then, say the words you had prepared earlier.

Since his trip to Tidepoint, he had been traveling between King's Landing and the Vale.

Everything was going on as normal in the valley, his mother, Lady Rhea, was in good health and he didn't have to worry about her at all.

More time in King's Landing.

Learn dragon taming techniques, feed Vermithor to enhance your relationship, and read books by the dragon kings of old Valyria.

Take time to ease the conflict between Alison and Rainiera.

The two women were naturally hostile.

When the Velaryon family fell into disuse, Daemon returned to the Stepstones and proclaimed himself queen.

Without external pressure, the two forces in the palace became increasingly powerful.

Because of his existence, the slogans of the Black and Green parties have not yet spread.

It is better to unblock than to block.

As little Aegon grew older, too many people were secretly fanning the flames.

"If you don't leave now, I'm afraid you won't have a peaceful life."

Aemon complained secretly, secretly looking at the two women who ignored each other.

Allison is better off, having to take care of three children.

Rainier had a cold expression on her face the whole time, standing there like a wooden man.

He glanced at his younger brothers and sisters from time to time, and a hint of warmth inadvertently flashed in his eyes.

But there is no chance to contact, and I can't speak.

He just held on to the stalemate to maintain his dignity as the heir to the Iron Throne.

"Rhaenyra, Aemon is leaving. You can ride the dragon to send him off."

Allison held her daughter in one hand and looked across with a smile.

Rhaenyra frowned and said, "I can do good things. You don't need to pretend to be a good person."

"Whatever, I'm just suggesting."

Allison said angrily.

Viserys frowned in displeasure at being interrupted by the two of them, but more at Rhaenyra.

The daughter's attitude was stronger and her words were harsh and uncomfortable.

"None of my business."

Rhaenyra turned her head away, unwilling to see her father's disappointed look.

Viserys opened his mouth to speak.

"Okay, I'll leave early tomorrow morning, I don't need anyone to see me off."

Aemon interrupted the spell, feeling exhausted.

He helped in every way he could.

He is neither black nor green, and is no one's vassal.

My uncle had four children, and his inheritance order was lowered again and again. No matter how good Junlin was, it would not belong to him.

It would be better to return to the valley and raise your own two-point flag.

The title of Prince, but there is no prefix for the fiefdom yet.

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