Chapter 221 Yimeng: “Love you daddy, Changhu Dui Diao!”

In the end, Damon gladly accepted the invitation.

He also wanted to see what the other party could say.

……

After a simple breakfast, Aemon wiped the corners of his mouth casually.

Three people sat in three different directions on a rectangular dining table.

Mrs. Rhea sat at the narrow end and could see the two men clearly at all times.

Aemon and Damon sat opposite each other, feeling like they were at loggerheads.

“Don’t tell me you asked me to eat in a place full of sheep dung smell, just for a meal?”

Damon narrowed his eyes and habitually ridiculed Fu Shicheng.

Madam Leia burst out laughing and was speechless.

“You’re having a hard time.”

Yimon didn’t care about these. He took a sip of milk casually and got straight to the point.

Damon said stubbornly: “My biggest difficulty is divorcing this bronze woman.”

He was still polite and didn’t call her a bronze bitch to her face.

“But uncle didn’t agree.”

Aemon hit the nail on the head.

“Do you have any idea?”

Damon’s eyes flickered.

Yimeng didn’t answer directly, but changed the subject: “You came to Rune Stone City today, not just to discuss divorce with your mother.”

Damon said nothing, leaning back in his chair.

That’s right.

He suddenly visited Fu Shi City with the intention of coercing it.

I even thought about solving this problem once and for all.

But the Bronze Bitch was as tough as ever, talking about her husband’s weird ways all the time, mocking him inside and out.

For some unknown reason, he didn’t do it in the end.

It turned out that his reason was correct.

The boy in front of him had a sharper nose than a dog. He came back following the smell and almost trapped him in the castle.

Although I’m not afraid, it will be troublesome.

“I have a solution.”

Aemon said seriously.

Damon was intrigued, but he pretended to be calm: “I’m listening.”

“Let’s have a fight!”

Yimon will not stop until his words are shocking.

Damon’s expression changed instantly, becoming terrifyingly gloomy.

“In the eyes of my uncle and the Imperial Council, all your actions are like a child asking for candy.”

Iamon directly exposed his fig leaf and said, “Do you think that because you have Reese, others will look up to you?”

“You thought that marrying a woman of Valyrian descent and giving birth to a boy named Aegon was a rebellion against your uncle’s patriarchy.”

“You think that if you return the dragon egg and bring the woman and child to King’s Landing, you will gain your uncle’s forgiveness and unlimited tolerance.”

Every word is a gem, every sentence is heart-piercing.

Damon’s face was gloomy and uncertain, more exciting than the weather forecast.

This feeling of being exposed aroused the resentment and anger deep in his heart.

“You are cynical and think that your uncle is weak and not as brave as you.”

Aemon was still speaking, and said calmly, “You hate that you are the second son, and the throne can only belong to your eldest uncle. He never wanted to pass the throne to you, and even blackmailed you in every way.”

“Have you said enough?”

Damon bit his back teeth, his voice low and muffled.

He could hardly hold back his red fever.

“Your fundamental grievance is that your uncle did not make you his heir.”

Aemon didn’t care at all and vowed to explain the matter clearly. He said calmly: “For this, you spoke nonsense after Baelor’s death and used Rhaenyra as a tool to ascend the Iron Throne.”

“Nonsense!”

Damon completely exploded and said angrily: “You don’t understand anything at all.”

When Queen Emma died, her brother stood by her coffin and cried bitterly.

He was the one who stayed by his side, providing him with the silent companionship and comfort of his shoulder.

He also drank in a brothel to relieve his sorrow for the death of Belron.

Besides, his elder brother had no son, so he should be the heir to the throne.

Marrying Rainier as a second choice was also a way to accommodate his brother’s feelings.

But Viserys had never been willing to be generous to him.

even once!
Daemon’s eyes were bloodshot, and he gritted his teeth and said hatefully, “Viserys is a hypocrite. He is jealous of me and fears me. He only stands up to pretend to defend me every time I do something wrong.”

“But the throne is his, he can pass it on to whomever he wants.”

Aemon said calmly.

“Don’t forget, I helped him seize the throne!”

Damon growled in a deep voice.

Viserys’ throne was his to take.

“what about now?”

Aemon did not hesitate, and asked: “Rhaenyra is the heir, and there are three sons of Alicent below. You have no chance from the beginning to the end.”

“So I defeated Reese and I am now the King of Reese!”

Daemon opened his arms and emphasized the word “King” when he called out “King of Lys”.

“But you’re still under his jurisdiction.”

Eamonn spoke rapidly.

Damon was completely annoyed and said excitedly: “I have a new family, but he can’t stand me being good. He just wants to control me and belittle me.”

“When people compare us, they will always remember only his good points and use me as a negative example.”

He spoke a series of words in one breath, releasing all the suppressed pain in his heart.

He would always remember the injustice Viserys had done to him.

It was he who forged the golden robe and turned a pack of wild dogs into well-trained hunting dogs.

He arrested all the criminals at the bottom of King’s Landing and punished them according to the law.

Who had Viserys to call him cruel?

His former mistress, Messaria, was pregnant, and the maester diagnosed that it was a healthy baby boy.

To celebrate, he named his unborn child Aegon.

Just because of Viserys’ words, Messalia suffered a shipwreck and the unborn child was gone.

Viserys himself turned around and married Alicent, the daughter of his mortal enemy, and had a healthy boy named Aegon.

Who can understand this kind of injustice!
“So you have no other options, so you flew to Runestone City out of frustration and transferred the conflict to a woman who has the same fate as you!?”

Aemon also stood up and fought back without giving in.

“I want a divorce. Viserys values ​​her more than I do.”

Damon’s breathing became disordered and he turned his head away awkwardly.

“If you want to break free from your uncle’s constraints, you have to show that you have the ability.”

Yimon smiled and didn’t reveal the fact that he could only vent his anger on his mother.

“What do you mean?”

Damon heard something wrong and his expression changed immediately.

From the tone of his voice, it seemed as if he was going to usurp his throne and rebel.

Don’t want to be a husband, can’t wait to be king?
“You and me, let’s have a fight.”

Aemon reveals his inner thoughts.

“On a dragon?”

Damon looked odd.

Aemon did not deny it. He looked him straight in the eye and said seriously, “I have an heir, and you also have an heir. If I win, I will inherit everything from you. If you win, no one can stop you.”

Rather than suppressing it, it is better to detonate the conflict in one fell swoop.

This family is sick!

From the elders to the younger generations, no one is normal.

Uncle Viserys cares about family ties, but does not trust his relatives and has always suppressed those around him.

Damon was confused and disordered. Without the comfort of multiple marriages in his original world, he was always on the verge of exploding.

Aunt Rhaenys missed out on the Iron Throne because she was a woman, and worked hard to marginalize herself.

He can see the family’s problems, but he is unwilling and has no power to change them.

Just like her “Red Queen” Melias, who is the fastest dragon but has the laziest habits.

This situation is more serious among the younger generation.

Rainier has an extreme personality and is easily influenced by her surroundings.

She is working hard to improve herself, but her innate talents mean that she will not achieve much.

With Aemon by her side, she had a safe haven.

Aegon had four brothers and sisters.

Children always say that they follow their childhood.

The first three personalities are basically formed.

Besides, Emond is masculine and might be able to achieve something if he is properly trained.

Aegon is active by nature and lacks a sense of responsibility.

Helena is obsessed with her inner world and unwilling to communicate with the outside world.

It is difficult to rely on the brother and sister.

He now only has high hopes for little Darren, hoping that he can be as good as in the original world and that he can share some of his good luck.

Otherwise, the Targaryens would not be able to grow strong within ten years.

Even if we give it another twenty years, it will still be a mess.

“You want to get rid of me?”

Damon misunderstood and sneered at the other party, thinking that he was overestimating his own abilities.

Aemon didn’t explain, and said calmly: “I will try my best to hold back and spare your life and Korak’s.”

“What a joke.”

Damon shook his head and laughed, feeling completely disappointed, and was about to get up and leave.

He shouldn’t have given it any hope. “This is your only chance to change the status quo.”

Aemon was not in a hurry and said calmly.

Damon paused, turned his head and glanced sideways, his eyes darkened: “Okay, let’s do it.”

After saying this, he strode away resolutely.

Yimon looked at his back, still calm.

He recalled the first time he met Damon as a child. He was quite normal at that time, except that he was a little bit capricious.

Damon now looks like a weak middle-aged man who has suffered a lot from the society, with a heart full of resentment and nowhere to vent it.

He wanted to give Damon a chance.

It also gives the family an opportunity to change.

The two engaged in a shocking dragon fight, using this Targaryen method of blood and fire to sound the alarm for the family.

If he dies, it means he is incompetent, and if Damon dies, it means he is relieved.

A dissolute prince should not be a resentful woman full of grievances.

“Are you crazy!?”

Lady Rhea was extremely shocked and stepped forward to grab her son’s arm.

How could he have the idea of ​​challenging Damon?

That’s father and son killing each other.

Aemon held his mother’s hand on his arm, his expression firm and his tone easygoing: “Once this internal struggle is over, you will all be free.”

“I only see one of you two dying.”

Lady Rhea had never been so anxious before, and she lost her usual dignity and composure.

So far, there has not been a single evenly matched dragon fight in Westeros.

The only fight between dragons was when the “Black Death” Balerion tore the young dragon Silverthroat into pieces with one bite.

Wormisol is huge, and its reputation as the “Bronze Fury” is well-known.

But in people’s eyes, Korakshu is also a huge monster, and even more evil and ferocious.

There will be no good result if father and son confront each other.

“I won’t lose.”

Eamon is full of confidence.

“What about him?”

Lady Leia looked up at her son and said in a painful voice, “You are committing parricide.”

“I will try my best to keep him alive without getting hurt.”

Aemon hesitated for a moment and gave his assurance.

He seemed to hear a hint of different emotions towards Damon from his mother’s words.

It turns out that my mother, such a decisive woman, also has a sentimental side.

“I can’t persuade you, can I?”

Madam Rhea looked serious.

Aemon didn’t answer, only said: “Spread the word, I’ll wait for him in the river valley.”

It’s a pity that I can’t fight with Damon at God’s Eye Lake.

But the same is true for the river valley.

Hearing this, Lady Rhea was at a loss and regretted having instilled so many hostile thoughts against Damon into her son.

Maybe then the relationship between father and son wouldn’t be so bad, to the point of life and death.

She had no idea what Aemon was planning.

Without strong support, Imon himself would feel like he was crazy.

It is indeed not a wise thing to fight with Damon who is riding on Korakshu.

But he had Vermithor.

The most violent dragon in the family.

“Love you mom, see you after the duel.”

Aemon patted his mother’s hand, then put it back beside her and walked out with a smile.

Until he flew out of Rune City on a dragon.

Madam Leia still couldn’t come back to her senses. A gleam of light flashed in the corner of her eyes, but she wiped it away stubbornly and covered her mouth.

Her son has become her support.

She didn’t hate the time she consummated her marriage with Damon as much as she did the political marriage that she regretted the most.

Uncle Jobert is right.

At least she had a child.

……

King’s Landing.

It’s getting late.

Viserys stayed alone in his chambers, slumped in a chair exhausted, staring blankly at the not-so-transparent glass.

The nephew is gone.

He left in a hurry.

Hearing that Damon had secretly gone to the valley, he chased after him without stopping.

He was very worried that Damon would do something stupid and completely ignite the conflict between father and son.

One is his younger brother and the other is his nephew.

The battles between dragon riders are full of blood and cruelty.

The killing of close relatives is most detested by the gods.

“Seven Hells!”

Viserys covered his forehead in pain, his mind full of bad images.

When Rhaenyra heard the news, she was about to rush to the valley, but he forcibly stopped her.

She is still pregnant.

If anything happened to Aemon, how would she and the baby in her belly survive?

How could he have the face to see Emma a hundred years later?

Tuk-tuk-tuk——

There were knocks on the door, very rapidly.

Viserys looked up and shouted, “Come in!”

Squeak!

Otto pushed the door open and walked in, looking quite solemn.

“What happened?”

Viserys was anxious to know.

Otto hesitated to speak, not knowing how to finish the words.

“Wait a minute.”

Viserys suddenly didn’t want to know so much, raised his hand to interrupt, and asked in a positive direction: “Is Lady Rhea okay?”

“She’s fine. She was the one who sent the message by raven.”

Otto said in a deep voice.

Viserys’ heart suddenly dropped to the ground, and he was even more puzzled: “If it’s not her, what else is there that is worth reporting so late at night?”

Otto glanced up at him and composed his words carefully.

Finally, he said slowly: “It’s Prince Aemon and Daemon…”

After a while.

The door closed gently and Otto left quietly.

Viserys stayed in the room alone, his eyes dull, muttering to himself: “Gods!”

……

at the same time.

River valley, lonely mountain.

Aemon held a torch and groped in the dry and stuffy dragon’s nest by the light of the fire.

The ground was covered with black dragon droppings, emitting a foul odor mixed with the smell of sulfur.

“Roar–“

From time to time, the deep snoring of a giant dragon could be heard from deep in the dragon’s nest.

Those were the voices of Vermithor and Silver Wing.

The two giant dragons snuggled together and slept like an old couple.

These days, dragons all have partners.

There are still so many single people…

Aemon looked helpless, holding his nose and trudging along slowly.

It is difficult to walk through the Dragon’s Nest, as it is full of obstacles.

A few minutes passed.

A ray of moonlight passed through the gap above the dragon’s nest and fell on a five-foot-tall bronze tree.

The bronze sacred tree stands still, with three branches bearing finely carved bronze leaves extending in an orderly manner to the surrounding areas.

On tree branches of different heights, there are bronze plates, bronze birds and a bronze bell.

“Another bronze bell.”

Aemon took off the bell, and the bronze branch swayed slightly, and the leaves collided with each other, making crisp sounds.

However, he did not stop there, but looked at the bronze plate that had been keeping a low profile.

It is worth mentioning that.

The bronze sacred tree has grown from three feet in height at the beginning to five feet today.

The highest bronze disc was just at the level of his eye.

“What is your mysterious ability?”

Aemon spoke softly, somewhat as if he were talking to himself.

With a flip of his hand, he put away the bronze bell and took out the fire hammer that had yet to be filled with fire magic.

Under the moonlight, the dark surface of the forging hammer glows with metallic luster.

At first glance, it is full of ancient and heavy atmosphere.

“Which one of you is tougher?”

Aemon’s eyes flashed, and he struck lightly with the hammer in his hand.

Bang!

(End of this chapter)