Game of Thrones: The Bronze and Fire Lord

Your Highness lost his beloved pet!

Helena didn't say anything, just stared at you with her big watery eyes.

There was a light in her eyes, making it hard to refuse.

"You raise it."

Imon handed her the rope.

"Jiji~~"

The red rabbit jumped flexibly twice, and the meat on its belly trembled like jelly through the fiery red fur.

Helena's heart and eyes were full of the big rabbit, and she rubbed it carefully twice.

"It's so awesome!"

The fur was as smooth as silk and warm, like a mobile thermos.

Imond was full of envy and also stepped forward to touch it.

I have never seen it in the Red Castle.

"Thank you~~"

Helena knelt on the red rabbit and thanked him in a subtle way.

Imon said: "When you get tired of raising it, I will take it back."

Unlike the golden-nosed rat, the red rabbit does not have the characteristics of a tool man.

It is good for taking care of children.

When you have children in the future, let the red rabbit help change diapers.

Chitu:?

Helena heard this, and alertness appeared in her big eyes. She hugged Chitu tighter with her arms.

She likes big furry rabbits.

"I'll trade with you."

Imon looked at the little girl lying completely on Chitu and heard a mosquito-like whisper.

"What to trade?"

Helena is very introverted, and it's not common for her to take the initiative to speak.

"..."

Helena said nothing, her face buried in the fur on Chitu's neck, as if she wanted to suffocate herself.

Her baby is still in her cousin's hands and has not been returned.

But she was embarrassed to speak.

Seeing this, Imon touched her head and chuckled: "A fat little girl, with a fat rabbit."

It felt furry.

Helena frowned and moved her legs quietly on the ground.

Not fat!

Imon laughed.

The little girl is angry.

Let's go.

Go back to study the [Pyromancer's Night Light] and brush up the proficiency of the Burning Rune.

Time is short and the task is heavy.

Before and after the tournament in Riverdale, he had a premonition that Daemon and the sea snakes were going to do something big.

It would not end hastily like the last war in the Stepstones.

Instead, a truly shocking war would break out.

…

Time passed in a flash, and a few days later.

Dragon Cave.

A white-painted wheeled palace slowly drove up and stopped at the steps of the bronze gate.

The door opened, and Viserys got out first.

Then came Aemon and Rhaenyra, who took care of the three little kids.

"This is the Dragon Cave."

Aemon looked at the grand dome building and couldn't help but feel excited.

"You will be frequent visitors here in the future."

Viserys smiled, his heart full of expectations.

Boom——

The bronze gate slowly opened, and a team of dragon handlers in coarse linen clothes walked out.

"Your Majesty!"

The old dragon handler saluted respectfully.

"Lead the way."

Viserys was amiable and didn't put on airs at all.

We were going to the Dragon Cave today, and I notified you in advance.

In a few days, the tourney in Riverdale will begin.

Viserys suffers from seasickness and does not want to cross the strait to reach Gulltown.

He could not resist the nagging of his nephew and daughter.

No need to take a boat, ride a dragon instead.

Inside the dragon cave, the hall was dark.

"The dragon has been fed."

The old dragon keeper was very frugal with words and ordered the young man to untie the chains on the dragon.

"Hiss!"

Syrax was released first, and his topaz-colored scales were golden in the dim light, like a ferocious beast cast in gold.

"Wow!"

Little Aegon opened his mouth and widened his light purple eyes.

The golden dragon is really beautiful.

Rhaenyra raised a smile at the corner of her mouth.

This brother may be stupid, but he has good taste.

Rumble---

Suddenly, there was a muffled sound of heavy objects falling to the ground from the dragon cave, and the dark floor trembled slightly.

In the darkness, a huge bronze dragon head appeared, and the bright copper pupils were like lava.

The first impression.

Majestic and domineering.

The bronze dragon moved steadily, leaving its huge body of more than 100 meters out of the cave, leaving claw marks with every step.

"Bronze Fury" - Wormithor.

Viserys exclaimed: "You have raised it well. When my grandfather died, Wormithor was far less than this size."

"We get along very well."

Aemon admitted generously.

When Wormithor walked to the center of the hall, he ignored the dragon keeper's instructions and lowered his neck consciously.

"Come on, uncle."

Aemon grabbed the rope ladder and motioned for uncle to go up first.

Targaryen is the family of the Dragon King!

Even if it is a more ordinary branch, it is also the family of the Dragon King.

Uncle currently has two shortcomings.

One is weak in character, and the other is physically weak.

People and dragons complement each other.

More contact with dragons can cultivate the spirit of dragon riders and help regulate endocrine.

"Don't worry, you just need to keep it steady."

Viserys took a deep breath and climbed the rope ladder with some expectation.

It's been a long time since I rode a dragon.

Aemon stood below, watching the other climb up the dragon's back from a stranger to a familiar one.

"People standing on the dragon's back do have a wider view."

Viserys panted slightly and sat on the dragon saddle smoothly.

He is not a novice who has never ridden a dragon.

When he was just one month old, his mother Alyssa took him to ride the "Red Queen" Melias around King's Landing.

When he grew up, his father Baelon often took him and Daemon to ride Vhagar.

Even the arrogant "Black Death" Balerion, he was the last driver.

Although he only rode Berrene flying around, the identity of the dragon who had controlled the dragon could not be fake.

"Give me Helena."

Wesserius was breathless and shouted at the nephew.

With a low head, Long saddles were more than ten meters high from the ground.

Wesserius didn't look dizzy, but just felt tired to climb up and down.

Three adult dragons such as Bellearn, Waghar, and Valo Sal, it takes five minutes to climb a dragon back once.

"I hold you."

Yimeng held the little girl's waist and put it on the rope ladder.

Helena's eyes were clear and slowly climbing up.

On the other.

Reinla pushed the two alien brothers to the dragon back and rode on the dragon saddle one by one.

Junlin to Hegu Town is a long journey.

Alison also wants to milk children and stays consciously in the red castle.

Imon proposed that three small radish heads to see the world.

"Dragon!"

Xiao Yi Geng was sitting at the front of the dragon saddle, holding the handle highly.

"Uh-huh!"

Imont sat in the middle, nodded with the same excitement.

They have seen the dragon, but they touch and ride the dragon, and they are the first time in their lives.

"Don't move messy, shout out if you are afraid."

Reinla seriously told.

She and Imun each carry two people, and the latter's Long Da undertakes his father's adult weight.

She chose to two mother -in -law.

Except for a small weight, hiding your own careful thoughts.

"Uh-huh!"

Imont nodded again.

He was sandwiched in the middle, just leaning on the arms of the eldest sister.

This is also Reinla's selfishness.

Xiaoye Geng is 8 years old and is very unrealistic.

No Imond looks good on the surface.

"When can we have our own dragon?"

Imond asked carefully.

"Wait for you to adult, or longer."

Reinila said faintly.

Imond was unhappy and suddenly asked, "Why do you take us to ride a dragon?"

The introverted children are sensitive.

He could feel that the eldest sister had no love for them, and she was more like fulfilling their duties.

He was not dissatisfied, on the contrary, he liked this way of getting along.

Because the Cavaliers' Education and Seven Gods beliefs are very important to "responsibility".

"Mother said, you are not a good person."

Imondo pulled his head and wanted to know the truth.

"This is what I and your mother have nothing to do with you."

Reinira is in a complicated mood.

Alison's education method is uninvited.

"oh."

Imond disappointed.

"But take you to riding a dragon, you want to give you a rise."

Renila's lips evoked and proudly: "We are the dragons, many things, you can't provide it by your mother."

Imond seems to understand.

The legs were clamped with the saddle wrapped in the black leather, and the small hands were rare, the incredible rubbing yellow jade scales were rare.

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

"They get along well."

Yimon rode on the dragon saddle and looked at the petite Syraques.

Wesserius was holding her younger daughter and laughed happily: "Sister and brother, that's it!"

He was worried that a hundred years later, his children attacked each other.

Of course, that's too far.

The educational issues of several children of Alison are imminent.

Tell me a joke.

He was king, without his own dragon.

His wife Alison was born in the old town of Hyasca, and the education of the child was only the Seven Gods of God who was "rebelled".

The children are not angry, no dragon eggs in the cradle.

So that the biggest little Yigeng was 8 years old and had not touched the dragon at close range.

The eldest daughter Renila is willing to bear the education of her younger and sisters.

"Boy, have you ever thought about tame another dragon?"

Yimeng asked coldly.

Wesserius heard a stun, and then thought of deeply.

"If you have this intention, there will be a suitable dragon in the dragon hole."

Yimon said softly.

His Royal Highness has a small nine nine.

Looking at the family's ups and downs, Bobs Veyris is a positive character who can resist.

In particular, the identity of the king firmly deterned family members.

Imon hopes that he can live for a long time.

When he lives, the family has a spiritual pillar.

"Forget it."

Half a loud, Wesserius sighed.

Yimeng did not reluctantly, and regretted: "Dream fire is closed in Longxue for decades, I don't know when I can wait for the second owner."

"Leave it for the children."

Wesserius recovered with a smile and calmly said: "I am a age, giving me a dragon, but it is just a decoration."

He has not been a fighting person since he was a child.

Otherwise, I will not choose the old Belleron.

The family's dragon is not the number of hands (the wild dragon is not included), and one less.

There are many sons and sons, and there are only four main dragons of the family, which just corresponds to the four children of Alison.

Don't occupy the pit without shit.

That's right!

Wesserius not only prepared to leave the two Asian dragons of Dream Fire and Longshan to the children, but also stared at the second -generation dragon silver wings that migrated the river valley.

One person tame a dragon is an iron law.

The nephew let the silver wing fly with each other, and after all, it is not a conclusion.

It is also not allowed to stand on the pit without shit!

"Boy, I am stable."

Imon reminded.

Valosel climbed out of the dragon with a spiritual rhinoceros.

The innocent prince didn't know that his dragon was being targeted by his uncle.

Neither the uncle nor the nephew noticed that Helena was staring at a corner silently.

That was the entrance to a dragon's lair.

"It's not time yet."

Helena pursed her lips.

"Hiss--"

With a roar, Wormisol spread his wings and flew into the sky.

"Hiss!"

Syrax followed closely behind, his majestic body was extremely agile.

The two dragons soared, echoing the boys' screams.

...

"Ah!!"

In the sea area of ​​the Stone Steps, terrifying screams came one after another.

Adjacent to Bloodstone Island.

The defenders played the three-headed red dragon and blue seahorse flags, symbolizing Daemon and the sea serpent respectively.

The flags of the attacking side were messy, mostly mercenaries from Myr and Tyrosh.

"Hiss!"

A light silver dragon passed through the clouds, spewing dragon flames to bomb a pirate ship.

"Dragon Flame!"

Lannino was wearing silver-gray armor, with blood on his body and face.

Boom——

Haiyan was agile, and retreated after a breath of dragon flame, moving freely among the dense ships.

At this time, many pirate ships were burning.

The mercenaries were frightened by the dragon and could not attack the beach of Bloodstone Island.

Blood was drifting and corpses were everywhere.

After the battle, the sun set.

Lannino climbed down from the dragon's back and almost fell to the ground.

"Be careful."

A mature young man with a broad face supported him.

"Thank you, I'm fine."

Lannino forced a smile.

Fighting the enemy day and night, his body couldn't bear it at all.

Even Haiyan's appetite has decreased recently.

Walk to the red brick castle of Bloodstone Island - Dragon Blood Castle

The castle is not large and the appearance is not gorgeous.

There are three floors in total, and the walls are solid.

Collis and his brother Weimond gathered in the lobby on the first floor, discussing strategies around the sand table.

"Father."

Lanino dragged his tired body.

"Hiss... Ga..."

Suddenly, the fire clouds at dusk surged, and a scarlet dragon as long as a snake emerged.

"Daemon is coming."

The sea snake nodded at his son, then looked at the horizon.

Korakshuu slowed down, spread his pair of dark red wide wings, and landed on the top of the Dragon Blood Castle with a slender body almost vertically.

Boom---

The wings pointed forward to support the ground, stretched out his neck and bent down.

Daemon was wearing black steel armor, a dragon-winged helmet on his head, and a bright red cloak on his back.

He jumped off the dragon's back and took off his helmet to reveal his blood-stained silver-gold hair.

His cold face was stiff, and he could not hide his fatigue.

"Myr and the Lord of Tyrosh share the same hatred, and we are about to be unable to stop them."

Collis was wearing armor and his expression was solemn.

"More than that."

Weimund sneered: "The Dornish have joined the battlefield. We are attacked from all sides and have fallen into a desperate situation."

After these words came out, all the first-level staff officers present were silent.

It was originally planned to take advantage of the "internal fight between the three daughters" to occupy the Stepstone Islands and build a base.

The sea snake Corliss and Daemon discussed privately and participated in the melee in Tyrosh.

Tyrosh beat Lys while beating Myr.

When a third party intervened, he immediately turned his spearhead and allied with Myr to fight outsiders first.

The free trade city-states have money.

The two free trade city-states that are rich in slaves and mercenaries have more money and people.

Send troops to surround the Stepstone Islands and cut off the logistical supply of Tidehead Island.

In any armed conflict, the lives of mercenaries are used to fill the gap.

Daemon's side has two dragons, which is a natural advantage.

However, the capital of the opponent is too strong.

The dragon can resist, but the people can't.

"We have to think of a way. This war can't be delayed any longer."

Corliss' eyes were deep.

I thought the capital of the Valerian family was rich enough, and they would not see even a splash if they invested in the war.

"The mercenaries under Damon ran away. We only have 2,000 sailors. This number is not enough."

Weimund looked at Damon sarcastically.

Every time we form an alliance to fight, we are alone.

Damon glanced at him and tightened his grip on his helmet.

"We are discussing the war situation. If you want to criticize, we can talk about it when we get back."

Lannino didn't give his uncle face.

"Am I not discussing it?"

Weimund was upset and his voice was getting louder and louder.

According to him, it's time to withdraw the troops now.

The internal fight between the three daughters started not long ago, and Corliss and Damon ended too early.

There is no benefit at all.

"That's enough. It's not the point of internal fighting yet!"

Corliss said in a deep voice: "The fortifications of the Stone Steps are very complete. We have dragons, so we are invincible. We should wait patiently for the opportunity."

After that, he looked at Damon who was hiding.

Damon's eyes flickered with thought, and he had already calculated it.

Weimund was right about one thing.

The Stone Steps were too poor to support a loyal army.

It can only be used as a springboard.