Ice and Fire: Reign of the Dragon

Ronzel touched Lingol's hair. He didn't know how to explain to his son the private goods that Bishop Corran had included in the "Seven Star Bible". After all, although these private goods were said to be beneficial to maintaining the rule, they did have some problems. It’s far-fetched or shameless. During his missionary work, Bishop Corron connected the dragons and the Dragon King families with the Seven Gods. But in fact, neither the dragon nor the Dragon King family has much to do with the Seven Gods, a young Andal religion. When the leader of the Andals, the "Great Man" Cole Dragon, was annihilated by the Dragon Kings, no one saw it. The seven gods sent down miracles to save them, but no one saw these dragon kings stop.

Today, the holy places of the Seven Gods on Andalos have all turned into dust and smoke, and no one has seen the incarnations of the Seven Gods coming to the world to save these lands of "righteous believers".

However, linking the Dragon King family with the Seven Gods is a pretty good ruling method for the people of Westeros who believe in the mature religion of the Seven Gods. As the only known religion that has clear scriptures but no confirmed miracles and magic, the Seven Gods, which worships the seven-in-one god, will be more relaxed if they play the trick of religious fusion. , after all, they also long for something to prove that they also have miracles - there is no one more suitable than a dragon. Moreover, the Seven Gods' backbone had been completely broken by Maegor's sword and dragon flame, Jaehaerys' gentle words, and Dragonzel's dragon threat. At the same time, as the only religion that has nothing to do with the mysterious element of magic, whether it is the Targaryen family or the Varese family, they do not need to worry about any real magicians suddenly appearing in this religion to interfere. their rule. So why not take advantage of them?

William, an old hunter from the north, followed the priest cautiously. Can't tell at all. He had just led a group of young men to hunt a stag and a wild boar. The old hunter said slowly: "Your Highness, my name is William. I am a hunter from the manor. I once followed Lord Bolton to the south and stayed here. You gave us those who should have died on the battlefield in the south or died on the battlefield." There is a way for the elderly and children in the ice and snow in the north. I am very grateful to you."

Long Zell smiled: "Don't say that, your arrival has helped me a lot. You are experienced farmers, hunters and warriors. Without you, my manors would not be built so fast and well. "He patted Lingol, indicating that he would say the next words.

Lingol swallowed nervously, tensed his face, tried to behave like a little adult, and said: "Hunter, please tell us your appeal." After speaking, Lingol, who was still a child, endured I couldn't help but twitch a bit.

The old hunter smiled happily. He was once a hunter for Earl Domeric Bolton and his father. He had seen many lords and their children in the north. The old hunter's experience told him that the shy boy in front of him did have a certain temperament. A heart that wants to inherit the answer to the question of "rule" from his father.

It seems that they can live a good and good life. "Your Highness, I don't have any issues to petition you. We have demarcated the boundaries of the forest with another Silver Blood Army manor and Lord Adams Law Bearer. Now we don't have to worry about entering the noble Lord's territory by mistake. Territorial hunting lost its head.”

The old hunter jokingly patted his head. The natural environment in the Reach is far better than that in the North. The primeval forests in the North are dotted with ferocious shadow lynx, wolves, bears, and savages who go south from time to time. Hunting in the North - Although the old hunter once served the Bolton family, the surrounding nobles would often get angry just because the prey they caught was better than them. Stealing the prey directly is considered mild. The old hunter remembers that his partner was caught and sent to serve on the Great Wall in the name of poaching because he hunted better prey than one of Earl Horwood's vassals, and the lord We will never offend other nobles for a hunter.

Ringol listened silently. He had learned a lot about Westeros from Dr. Vesalius, and Ronzel also told him about the rules here. The lord has the highest right to control his own territory. Whether it is the fish in the river or the animals and trees in the forest, they are the property of the lord. Common people who dare to hunt, fish or log without the permission of the lord will be treated as such. For "poaching", the lords in the north and valleys would open the forests in their territories in winter, but the only purpose was to worry that the civilians who were also the property of the lords would starve to death. But in normal times, only hunters raised by the lord and hunters with the lord's permission can hunt specific prey-these hunters must hand over at least half of the prey after the hunt is over. That’s why so many people take the risk and choose poaching.

But the hunters of the Silver Blood Army Manor are not subject to this restriction. They belong directly to the Varese family, and Longzel gave them the right to hunt, so naturally there is no such thing as poaching. Of course, They can only hunt in the forest land within the manor, and need to pay a certain amount of tax with fur or game.

The old hunter talked a lot, including how northerners like them integrated into the life here after coming to the south, as well as small things like hunting in daily life, which made Ringol listen with interest. In fact, these things are not complicated. The difference in life between the north and the south of Westeros is not as huge as imagined. The people in the north are rough and arrogant, while the people in the borderlands are martial. The Valyrian people have also integrated other cultures after losing their homeland. The people of the Reach are gentle and polite, and the stone people of Dorne are essentially Andals. The integration of ethnic groups in the territory of Vareses is actually not a big problem, plus every Silver Blood Army manor has a small, or It is a school built in the center of the manor, or placed together with the sanctuary, and is taught by assistant maesters who are about to take the exams. They would teach the children of wealthy people basic common sense. And select the particularly smart civilian children among them and send them to the new academy in Silver Crown City.

With these, perhaps in Harry and Ron's generation, a brand new fusion nation will be born in the Border Prince Territory, and Ronzel has quietly given a name to this new nation.

How about just calling them Silver Blooded People?

After the old hunter finished his case, an old man from a nearby village cautiously asked them how the locals could join or form the Silver Blood Army Manor. After all, their welfare was indeed enviable. Ronzel answered their questions patiently.

It's very simple. Joining the army is not a temporary recruitment of peasants and soldiers, but a real break away from production and participation in the silver-blood army barracks in various places. This condition really discourages many villagers.

After all, what people want to gain from the war is not precarious lives, but wealth. Many people feel that it is not worth it to waste their own land and join the army who do not know when they will retire.

Finally it was Harry's turn. The young man looked at the giant dragon above his head with admiration. Wormisor was so big that even if it was just lying there to rest, Harry could feel the movement from its body. The heat and terrifying majesty emanating from it. But what was more stressful for the boy than the dragon was the man sitting on the tail of Vormisor.

Wearing a purple riding suit with a stand-up collar, a silver half-shoulder robe, neat short silver hair and a neatly trimmed short beard, Harry could still see that Longzel was handsome, but more so he was the Lord of Dragons. majesty.

The boy almost forgot what to say. Finally, Long Zell spoke: "Child, why are you here?"

Harry then plucked up the courage and said: "Your Highness, I am about to take over my father's service and serve you and your family." The young man stuttered and spoke in High Valyrian, and finally he was in Longzel In his smile, he chose to restore the common language.

This time it was much smoother: "Your Highness, according to your regulations, the cavalry of the Silver Blood Army need to prepare their own horses before serving. After arriving at the military camp and passing the assessment, the military camp will allocate new horses to us, but..." Harry hesitated. .

"Speak, child." Long Zell knew what the boy was thinking. This Silver Blood Army manor was close to a settlement and pasture of Argo's khalasar, although the main force of Argo's khalasar was still near Summer Hall. But as a high-quality pasture here, there has always been a Kou stationed with his Kas to train war horses for the Varese family.

"It's probably a problem with the war horse," Long Zell said.

Harry nodded: "Yes, Your Highness, it's a matter of war horses. Our manor is next to Carcoco's ranch, but the war horses they sell through the tax collector are too expensive. Our manor is the largest silver-blooded farm nearby. Military Manor, our cavalry must ride the best horses, this is our pride!" Harry's voice became louder and louder, and finally the boy raised his head confidently in front of the prince.

"Well, kid, don't envy these war horses for sale." Long Zell comforted the young man with a smile. "When you enter the military camp, if you really pass the assessment, I will calculate that your batch of recruits will be able to catch up with this new batch of war horses. There is no need to spend that money." Long Zell said with a smile.

The war horse Harry was talking about was a hybrid war horse bred by Argo's khalasar for the Varese family. This kind of war horse was composed of Volantis's tiger striped horse, Dorne's sand war horse, the river horse from the Reach and The war horse is a mixture of Dothraki horses and Dothraki horses. This kind of breeding started when Longzell's father was a father. It is a war horse that is a mixture of tall and powerful tiger-striped horses and short, stocky Dothraki horses with superb endurance. , once again mixed with the nimble and agile sand war horses and the tall and powerful river bay horses. It took decades to cultivate the first batch of qualified and stable war horses three years ago. These war horses are extraordinary, not only full of endurance , ferocious and fast, and more importantly, good-looking. Those war horses were all solid-colored war horses, without even the markings on their tiger-striped horse ancestors.

This is the origin of the world-famous silver-blooded horse of Varese.

Harry quickly ended his petition, and it was getting late. The two father and son had dinner with the villagers at their warm invitation.

The night is getting darker. Longzell and Ringol did not bother the people in these manors to vacate their houses, but rested next to Long.

Ringol couldn't sleep for a long time, so he chose to get up and look for Long Zell.

"Father." Lingol said hesitantly: "Father, I read everyone's petition today and saw the situation of our Silver Blood Army Manor." The boy looked at his father's deep purple eyes and said resolutely: "Father, have you ever considered that in the future these Silver Blood Army Manors will become "independent kingdoms" in our territory like the knights' castles?"

"That's inevitable." Longzel was very pleased that his son could think so much, and couldn't help scratching his son's nose.

"Father, I'm discussing a very serious issue with you." Lingol pretended to be a little adult and said with his hands on his waist. If it weren't for his whole body hanging on Longzel, I'm afraid Longzel would really see himself at the same age in a trance. "It is inevitable. They may not dare to act so recklessly when I am alive. When I die, they may gradually go their own way."

Longzel still maintained a warm smile: "People always want to have as few guys as possible above their heads and as much land as possible under their feet. The same is true for wealth. The officers who dominate the Silver Blood Army manor will gradually encroach on the land of their subordinates until their colleagues become tenants. The people in the manor will also encroach on other people's land in the same way. So, what will you do? My son."

Lingol fell into deep thought until Longzel gently tapped his head.

"Is your dragon a decoration? My son."

First update check-in, there will be another update before 12 o'clock later. This chapter title: Varese Silver Blood Horse