Game of Thrones: The Bronze and Fire Lord

The panel system sounded.

Aemon only felt the heat in his palm, and a wisp of red floated out of the red scales, staggering into his chest.

A warm current surged in his body, and his strength increased a little.

He subconsciously called up the panel.

*[Aemon Targaryen]*

*Talent: Dreamer (gold) Bloodline: Ancient Valyrian Dragon King (28%)*

*Skills: Riding (mastery), Archery (great success), Stupid Hands (skilled)...*

*Magic Card: Solid as a Rock +1 (blue), King's Temperament (purple) Pet: Golden Nosed Rat (blue), White Deer (auspicious beast)*

*Evaluation: "Healthy and developing human cub, the physique is far superior to that of his peers."*

Aemon took a look and purified his bloodline by 5% again.

Turn the card panel.

Three cards, one gray, one white and one green, are all useless gadgets.

Next to the golden hourglass: [Number of essences: 462]

After two months, he had accumulated a large amount of magic essence.

During this period, one [Constitution +1] deducted 10 points of essence, and one [Archery Expertise] deducted 80 points of magic essence.

The rest are all displayed on the panel.

The benefits are great. Three [Constitution +1] gave him a strong physique, and [Archery Expertise] instilled the experience of a master archer, greatly accelerating his archery training.

Caraxes shook his dragon head, glanced at the human cub with vertical pupils, and felt a little favorable for some reason.

Aemon laughed. "It doesn't seem to reject me."

"Because you are my son," Daemon said confidently.

Aemon blinked, thinking that his name was destined to be with Caraxes.

Daemon saw through his little thoughts at a glance and said nostalgically, "Its previous owner was called Aemon."

Aemon nodded silently.

I couldn't help thinking in my heart, considering that you are good to me, I won't think about inheriting your dragon.

After a while.

Daemon glanced at the sky and said thoughtfully, "Boy, I should give you a parting gift."

Aemon said in surprise, "Are you leaving?"

"What else?"

Daemon sneered and asked, "Do you think I will sleep in the sheepfold or the stable tonight if I stay in Runestone City?"

Aemon: ...

Silence is Cambridge tonight.

In his previous life, he was not an orphan, but he was more like an orphan. He studied hard in boarding school since he was a child and had basically no family interaction.

This life is similar.

He was suddenly exposed to family conflicts and really touched his blind spot in knowledge.

"I fought in the Stone Steps Archipelago and beheaded the idiot who fed crabs. I found a lot of gold, silver and jewelry in the cave."

Daemon said to himself, which showed that he had gained a lot.

Then, he pulled out a short dagger with water ripples from his boots and waist.

"What is this?"

Aemon's eyes lit up.

Daemon looked down at his son and said, "Two Valyrian steel daggers, from the collection of a wealthy merchant in Volantis."

You don't have to guess, they were obtained by looting the pirate treasures of the Three Kingdoms of Women.

Daemon turned the daggers with both hands and smacked his lips, "It's too short for me. I wanted to sell it to Pentos for some money, so I'd rather leave it to you for fun."

After that, he handed over the two daggers.

Aemon took them with both hands with a serious expression.

"Discovered an item containing magic, gain +5 magic essence..."

The panel prompt sounded twice, and a total of 10 magic essences were gained.

Aemon didn't care about this, his eyes were fixed on the two daggers.

They were very short, both 23 cm long.

They were made of Valyrian steel, even the handle and the blade were the same, and the handle was wrapped with special hemp rope to prevent slipping.

The daggers were covered with water ripples, and they seemed to flow and ripple slightly in the sun.

Each had its own unique shape.

One was as straight as a needle, and it felt like a sharp dragon tooth in the hand.

A curved tip, like a dragon's flexible claw.

"How is it, do you like it?"

Daemon looked down at his son's expression and spoke High Valyrian again. "Now, you and I have a part of our ancestors."

Aemon glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw his hand on the sword at his waist.

The hilt was slender, and the hilt looked like a pair of dragon wings.

The family sword of the Targaryen family, the "Dark Sister."

Aemon retracted his gaze, holding the daggers in his left and right hands, and answered in the same language, "Yes, it's just right."

He was not stupid enough to believe the so-called too short to sell for money.

Daemon, the old father, was a proud man, and he highly recognized the blood of ancient Valyria flowing in his veins.

In simple terms.

He looked down on everyone except Targaryen equally.

This could be seen from the fact that he took the initiative to guide Aemon to communicate in High Valyrian.

Seeing that his son was using it well, Daemon nodded with satisfaction. "It belongs to you."

Aemon smiled and suggested, "I want to give them a name."

Unconsciously, the relationship between father and son became closer.

Perhaps this is the power of money.

Daemon said indifferently, "It's up to you."

Aemon heard the words and carefully observed the two small daggers. The more he looked at them, the more satisfied he was.

He was not old enough to use a sword, especially since he could never learn to hold a sword with both hands.

On the contrary, two daggers were easy to use and easy to carry.

He held one in each hand, and used them like an arm.

"Just call them Dragon's Tooth and Dragon's Claw."

Aemon thought divergently and came up with two simple and crude names. He said happily, "One is sharp like a tooth, and the other is curved like a toe."

Daemon smiled and turned to climb onto the dragon's back.

Aemon took two steps back, feeling reluctant.

"We'll meet soon."

Daemon said meaningfully.

Caraxes stretched his neck, making a sharp hissing sound, and his snake-like body rose vertically into the air.

Flying high into the sky and disappearing into the clouds.

Aemon was unable to open his eyes because of the wind, and recalled the other party's words in his mind.

Where to meet?

The other party was sure that he was doing well in the Vale and would never come back.

That would only be King's Landing and Dragonstone.

"Forget it, there's no point in thinking too much."

Aemon put away the two small daggers, feeling warm in his heart.

The father and son had a tacit understanding.

He didn't ask the other party about his self-proclaimed King of the sea in the Stepstones, and the other party didn't point fingers at his current situation.

In fact, he felt that the other party agreed with his independent ideas.

"Strange."

Aemon muttered and returned to Runestone City.

...

That night.

Aemon had a long-lost dream.

The sky was gloomy, the air was mixed with a pungent smell of sulfur, and hot air blew from time to time.

A towering active volcano.

The mountain was covered with withered green vegetation, and thick smoke billowed out of the crater.

Looking up, there was no one living in the area of more than ten miles.

Aemon's brain crashed for a moment, and his heart was panicking.

After a while, he realized that the surrounding environment was familiar.

"Is this, Dragon Mountain?"

Aemon was very puzzled.

Dragon Mountain is on Dragonstone Island!

Rumble—

Suddenly, there was a tremor, and thick black smoke came out of Dragon Mountain.

It looked like it was going to erupt.

Aemon was shocked and turned to run.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

Dragon Mountain towered into the clouds, and red light emerged from the crater and suddenly erupted.

Crash!

Aemon raised his eyes and glanced, and his whole body froze.

What came out was not magma, but a golden copper liquid.

The copper liquid was like a flood breaking through a dam, beating like waves.

Aemon's hands and feet were cold, and there was only one thought in his mind.

It's over!

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