Game of Thrones: The Bronze and Fire Lord.

Chapter 174 The Sea Serpent's Ambition

116AC.

It was February, and the weather in Tyrosh was very hot.

The big sun shines on the sparkling sea, reflecting a dazzling optical phenomenon.

At noon, the sun is shining brightly.

A certain tower is tall, with white stone walls like frost and snow, and it is a luxurious mansion that overlooks the entire city-state.

Collis stood in front of the huge French window and said calmly:
"I heard that it is winter in Westeros this year, so you need to wear several layers of thick clothes when you go out."

He was wearing gorgeous green clothes, his tall figure stood straight, and his eyes sparkled with a fierce light.

His resolute face was slightly tanned, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, imperceptibly.

Everything shows the vanity of being eager to be affirmed.

He conquered a free trade city-state.

"You care more about your children's marriage than the number of clothes that common people wear."

Rhaenys, who was also wearing a green dress, said speechlessly, "It's been a month since Aemon's name day. He is already 15 years old."

The news of the Dragonstone engagement ceremony spread across both sides of the Strait.

"That boy should have taken the initiative to find Lanar if he knew what was happening."

Collis frowned slightly.

Rhaenys snorted, "If he really comes to see you, I'm afraid you won't want to."

"You think I'm afraid of a young boy?"

Collis raised his chin haughtily.

Rhaenys didn't want to pay attention to him and rolled her eyes.

"We are fine now and don't have to worry about any crisis."

Collis approached his wife and said seriously, "You don't have to worry about nothing."

"No danger?"

Rhaenys heard this and looked her husband straight in the eyes.

"Our family controls half of the kingdom's navy and dragons. Anyone foolish enough to offend will be crushed."

Collis looked proud.

It is these chips that make him fearless.

Rhaenys was speechless.

She had not unwisely said that the daughter and nephew of the king's cousin formed the other half of the king's navy and owned half of his dragons.

That will only arouse the husband's rebellious psychology.

"For what, Collis?"

Rhaenys knew her husband was walking a tightrope and asked, "Wealth, power, or self-respect?"

"just!"

Collis interrupted.

Rhaenys was startled and looked away helplessly.

The secret passage comes again.

Collis held his wife's shoulders and said seriously: "No matter what, you should be the queen of the Seven Kingdoms."

"I have never worn the crown. The Seven Kingdoms would not allow it."

Rhaenys interrupted immediately.

Collis was unconvinced: "You deserve a crown, and I can correct this narrow mistake."

A girl like Rhaenyra could be made crown princess.

Why can't my wife sit on the Iron Throne?
The reason for all this was that Viserys, that over-the-top guy, stole his wife's throne.

"Collis, shut up."

Rhaenys had mixed feelings, and she put her fingertips against her husband's mouth: "I have stopped thinking about this for a long time."

Deep helplessness.

She now has a family and her own life.

I care more about my children's safety than the iron throne covered with spikes.

She was extremely uneasy about the fact that the war had dragged her entire family into it.

Collis shut up.

But his eyes were still fixed on his wife, and his hands couldn't help but hold her tightly.

"Lannino's engagement party is coming soon. Have the king and the regent been invited?"

After a while, Rhaenys brought the subject back to normal.

"They won't come."

Collis affirmed.

"We have to be polite. We have already missed two banquets hosted by the Regent. Don't let people say we don't know the rules."

Rhaenys guided step by step.

Collis hesitated for two seconds and said, "Okay."

This is a good opportunity to see the royal family’s attitude.

He had wanted to put his wife on the throne and establish himself as Queen of Tyrosh.

However, his wife refused to agree, so he took on the title of Lord of Tyrosh.

In name, he is still a vassal under the Iron Throne.

……

King's Landing.

Director's Hall.

A table, a chair, a floor-to-ceiling window and a person.

Aemon leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes and rocked.

He is now the Regent and Protector of the Realm.

His uncle became a hands-off boss and made him work overtime like a slave.

His Royal Highness the Prince said:

reject! !
No one can make him work overtime, not even the Seven Gods.

"Fight, the more chaotic the fight, the better."

Recalling the recent intelligence, the corners of Aemon's naturally smiling mouth turned up.

Three thousand sub-regiments were ready, and a navy consisting of thirty warships was initially formed.

With just one order, we can go to the sea from Seagull Town.

Squeak!

The door opened and a furtive figure slipped in.

Aemon glanced up, unhappy: "What are you doing?"

The person who came was Rhaenyra, who was walking with a hunched back and thin steps.

The whole person feels very stealthy.

"Shh~~"

Rhaenyra gave him a warning glare and whispered, "I intercepted a letter. Take a look."

"Bring it here."

Aemon reached out for it.

The letter was addressed to my uncle, asking for help.

"A letter from Lord Cameron Tarth, which states that the Dornish have joined the war, and the former Tyrosh Lord is preparing to counterattack."

Rhaenys put her long white legs together and leaned her upper body on the table.

Yimeng looked at it for a few seconds and asked, "Uncle ignored me, right?"

"Well, Earl Cameron was one of the main forces that helped the Sea Serpents capture Tyrosh."

Rhaenyra admitted.

There are few navies in Stormland, but many ships in Tas Island.

The sea serpents' surprise attack on Tyrosh used the island of Tas as a springboard.

"Lord Cameron sought help from Storm's End but to no avail, so he decided to turn to the light instead of the dark side."

Aemon joked.

"I can't stand the pressure anymore."

Rhaenyra was serious.

Tasmania is rich in resources and far away from the mainland, so it has always been a place visited by pirates.

However, it stands to reason that Storm's End should send troops to help.

"What happened?" Aemon's thoughts turned.

"The Dornish have entered the fray, and the fighting in the Disputed Lands is becoming increasingly dangerous."

Rhaenyra said cautiously.

This war was bigger than expected. It affected not only the Stone Steps Archipelago, but also the Three Women's Kingdoms and the disputed land.

"The Dornish are not that scary."

Aemon shook his head and said confidently: "The Dornishmen who go to sea are no better than a bunch of rotten fish and shrimp."

Rhaenyra listened carefully.

After they got engaged, they spent more time together.

Aemon served as regent, relieving much of the pressure on his father.

In the last three months.

In addition to taking care of the people to keep warm in winter, my father also selected new gold cloak commanders and Kingsguard to fill the vacancies.

I don't care about any important matters and my life is so leisurely.

There are more smiles on my face.

"The key lies with the sea snake."

Yimeng pinched his chin and asked suspiciously: "That old guy is so patient that he didn't make any move?"

His name day is in mid-January.

Not to mention the sea snakes, even the news about Aunt Rhaenys and Lana was not reported back.

This is how tightly Tyrosh is controlled.

"By the way, Allison wants to see you."

Rhaenyra suddenly remembered.

"what's up?"

Aemon inquired.

"What do you say?"

Rhaenyra glanced sideways.

Someone detained Otto for several months on the grounds that the valley was closed due to heavy snow.

He is quite careful.

"Don't tell me you weren't laughing in your heart?"

Aemon snorted.

Rainier said nothing, just trying to suppress the upward curve of her lips.

To her, Otto was a pure sycophant.

Better to be dead.

"Let's go meet Allison and talk about the Disputed Lands."

Aemon pushed his chair away and stood up slowly.

His Royal Highness is already 15 years old.

He has an upright posture, is six feet two inches tall (188cm), and his lean figure reveals the vitality of a young man.

He has a handsome face and noble temperament.

The violet eyes seem to smile, making people feel friendly at first sight.

If you don’t know, you might think he is the king’s son.

But there is one thing that the uncle and nephew have in common.

Thick-faced and black-hearted.

In short, it means being full of bad intentions.

……

Dorne, Brokeback Corner.

Located between Dorne and the Stepstones, it is a shipping bay.

At this time, a navy was in a tough battle.

"Scorpion Crossbow, prepare!"

On the deck were the Dornishmen with black hair and yellow skin, each of them thin and skinny due to the desert environment since childhood.

There are ten warships in total, three of which are equipped with complex scorpion crossbows.

call out!call out!
The fine steel crossbow arrows flew like indestructible heavy artillery.

boom--

A strong wind blew up, and a huge creature glided across the sea, like a giant scarlet insect.

"Hiss... Ga..."

Korakshuu let out a sharp scream, easily avoiding the bulky scorpion crossbow, and flew over the fleet with his dragon body swaying.

boom! boom!
Several pillars of scarlet fire dropped from the sky, bombarding the fleet indiscriminately.

"Tell your master to withdraw his troops, or wash your neck and wait for me."

Daemon, with silver hair and black armor, rode on the back of a dragon and roared unscrupulously.

Korakshuu was very powerful, hovering in the air like a snake, spewing out dragon flames for absolute suppression.

Dragon flames are scarlet in color and look like pillars of fire.

It seemed tireless, spewing out scarlet dragon flames continuously.

The destructive power is quite good.

"Draw the bow!"

The Dornish were all stubborn people, they drew their bows and aimed their arrows at the scarlet dragon.

"Don't even think about interfering in the disputed area. Let Keolun behave himself."

Damon shouted from above.

The next moment, arrows rained down.

Puff!
Korakshuu rose vertically into the air, exposing his flexible abdomen, and blocked all the arrows.

The scarlet scales were completely intact, not even breaking the defense.

"Resisting stubbornly."

Damon smiled contemptuously.

The Dornish are like annoying flies. Once they smell unrest in the Seven Kingdoms, they will rush over without hesitation.

This fleet was the foreign aid provided by the former Lord of Tyroshi.

The target is the storm-affected border areas and coastal islands.

He came here to stop these ignorant idiots.

"Hiss... Ga..."

Korakshuu sensed the emotions of the rider, spread a pair of huge scarlet wings and swooped down, twisting his neck left and right like a snake, and spewing dragon flames over a large area.

In a short while, all ten warships were set on fire.

"Run away!"

"Dive in, jump quickly..."

"..."

The Dornishmen lost their ships and jumped into the sea in despair like fish on the beach.

boom!
A burst of scarlet dragon flame descended, and the two unlucky guys were hit right in the bull's eye.

In an instant, the man was burned to charcoal and his body was torn into pieces.

Daemon stood expressionless and proud, waiting for the battleship to sink into the sea.

Sea serpents have taken over Tyrosh.

He also wants to return to Lys to help the Rogaer family seize power.

Until then, take back some interest appropriately.

For example, the Stepstone Islands.

Weaken the regenerative powers of the former Tyrosh Lord, forcing him to fight a decisive battle with the sea serpents.

He took advantage of the situation to retake the Stepstones and used them as a base to capture Rees.

I can no longer be ridiculed as a lone commander.

Daemon laughed at himself and pulled the saddle rope.

"Hiss... Ga..."

Korakxiu was in tune with his thoughts. His forked dragon tail with wing membranes cut across the sea and flew straight up into the clouds.

All that was left for the Dornish was a scarlet shadow disappearing into the sky.

(End of this chapter)