Ice and Fire: Reign of the Dragon

Dragon Nest City, Silver Blood Tower, Little Library.

Ringol angrily looked at Longzell, who was holding a book and reading it slowly. At nine years old, he had grown into a beautiful boy. He inherited his father's pure silver hair and dark purple hair. With his eyes and tall and lanky body, at first glance, he looks like a miniature version of Ronzel. However, he also inherited his mother Diana’s slightly softer appearance. In order to prevent anyone from mistaking him for a girl (Although no one ever thought so), Ringo deliberately shaved his hair short.

"Father, are you just going to let Queen Mother Benilla act so nonsense?" Lingol sat next to his father. Although he respected these elders, he would point out the absurd behavior of his elders mercilessly. This earned him the reputation of being mean and old-fashioned at a young age, but Ringo himself did not feel bad about this evaluation, and was actually proud of it. "It feels good that she rode the dragon and left without saying a word, but Aegon and the others still have to work hard to learn how to govern the kingdom. Viserys was willing to sell his own marriage for profit."

Seeing Long Zell still looking at the book, Lingol became a little anxious: "Father."

"I'm listening, Lingol." Long Zell put the book in his hand and sighed in his heart. This child is good at everything, whether it is ability, learning speed, or even martial arts. Except for not being able to do magic, In addition, he is a replica of himself, but he is too accepting of death. To be honest, this is not a bad thing. The Varese family needs such an heir. He may not be praised by bards, nor will he be as profound as himself. Be loved, but must be a true leader respected by everyone.

"Do you know what Benila is going to do?"

Ringor shook his head, and then realized something. He stood up and lowered his head: "I'm sorry, father, I made a mistake again. I shouldn't immediately question Queen Mother Benila's behavior just because of her performance. I should understand All judgments will be made later.”

You see, this is where self-reflection begins.

Ronzel pushed open the window next to the seat and looked at the sinking sun: "Benila knows that she is not suitable to be a queen mother in the traditional sense, Ringor. Palace life is a Torture, and after seeing what Xiaojie did, ordinary men could no longer impress her. She could not help Aegon rule the kingdom, nor could she fulfill her duties as a royal woman. "Long Zell suddenly stopped. Tell.

"Lingol, if one day your sister or child encounters this situation, what will you do?"

"I will protect her and let her live according to her own wishes." Ringor said without hesitation: "I have Xinge, so I am not afraid of mortal threats. My family also has Dragon's Nest City, Silver Crown City, Liquor Port and Midsummer Hall. We have enough room for our family.”

After saying this, the boy was suddenly stunned. He realized that according to his own statement, Benila had no fault at all, and this was not in line with the education he had received.

In the tradition of Westeros, there are only three vocations for aristocratic women: to marry for the family, to take care of the family for the husband, and to fight strangers in the childbirth bed to give birth to offspring for her husband or her own family.

The boy didn't know what to say.

"Benila has a dragon." Long Zell sighed: "I have to say that the dragon is the source of our strength and the source of our confidence. With the dragon, Benila has the world for me to fly. Thoughts, kid, do you know what Benila wants to do?"

Ringol shook his head in confusion. He really didn't know what Benila wanted to do.

"She wants to fly to the unexplored places of Essos and Sothros." Longzell suddenly smiled: "She is very naive, the world is very big, there are too many places, even Guvalelli No dragon king who masters witchcraft dares to get involved easily, but she is also very brave. If she really succeeds and sends the information obtained from the exploration back to Westeros, then she will obtain the Bicorris Valle An even greater achievement for Leanne.”

Speaking of the Sea Serpent, this great navigator who completed nine great voyages did indeed achieve great things. He completely opened up the traditional Summer Sea route, proving that if supplies are sufficient, Westeros ships can go all the way east. Sail all the way to the end of the legendary world: the magical city of Asshai. Now the merchant ships of the Silver Fleet are also following this route, continuously transporting goods produced by the princes in the frontier areas, as well as goods from the Eastern Continent.

"Then she has to send the information back." Ringol muttered, but when he thought of what Benila was going to do, the boy suddenly found that he still had some yearning for it.

No, Ringol, you have to calm down. You will be the one who will take over your father's responsibilities in the future. You have to remember that you still have family responsibilities.

The boy tried hard to take his heart back. He nodded vigorously to his father.     “I understand, father, I will work harder.”

"Okay, okay." Long Zell grabbed a handful of his son's hair. "Come with me, there are things I need to let you know, kid."

"ah?"

Ringol continued to follow his father out of the small library with a confused look on his face.

Dragon's Nest City is very large, and it takes a lot of time to travel through different towers. In order to save time, Longzell asked craftsmen to install a lot of elevators in the castle. Some relatively narrow places cannot install elevators, so they can only be hoisted with ropes. Hold the basket up and down faster.

Otherwise, just walking from the Silver Blood Tower to the Hidden Sword Tower would be enough for the father and son to walk for an afternoon.

"The cellar of the Hidden Sword Tower?" Lingol was a little puzzled as to why his father brought him here, because this was where the Varese family stored the spoils of war, collecting countless spoils of war seized by the Varese family since his father Cleorius established the Silver Blood Army.

There were braids and bells of the Dothraki people, as well as the crafts they looted, the flags of countless unfortunate mercenary groups, and skulls inlaid with silver. Of course, there were more spoils and heads of those losers in the conquest of Dorne, as well as many things seized in the Dance of the Dragons. The head of Mond Hightower was also here, but the skin and flesh had been boiled and inlaid with silver.

But the most conspicuous was the huge dragon skull.

Not one, but three.

The large dragon skulls were big enough to fit a horse in, the smaller ones looked a bit like birds, and the smallest one was obviously very young. Ringol compared the size and found that it was slightly smaller than his own Star Song.

He was not afraid of these skulls at all.

I have Star Song, do you defeated enemies want to taste the dragon flame again? This was Ringol's thought when he faced the skulls of these enemies.

But he was still shocked by the three dragon skulls.

"Vhagar, Yangyan." Longzel walked behind his son and glanced at the smallest skull lightly. "Tesserion, um, Womiso and I killed two of them."

He held his son's shoulder.

"Ringol, do you know what I want to tell you?"

The second update check-in, the picture shows the young Ringol and the young Ringol