"Roaaar!"
After forming a bloodline pact with Lann Lyon, the Golden Lion Lann Gordon awakened a wealth of inherited memories.
He crawled straight beneath the Golden Weirwood and lay down, his half-liquid body slowly merging with the tree.
"Roaaar!"
Under his control, the rate at which gold ore formed throughout the mine increased more than tenfold.
The violent fluctuations of energy finally became too much for the already badly damaged mine to withstand, and it began collapsing on a massive scale.
Danyla hurried onto Myracis's back with the others. The remaining twenty-six lions followed Aphrodite through the great opening Myracis had dug and swiftly reached the surface.
"Thank the Gods!"
Jason Lannister sighed with relief at having survived.
"No, thank you, Your Majesty, for resolving the crisis at Casterly Rock and replenishing our gold mines."
"Father, we can't mine the gold at Casterly Rock recklessly anymore. If we upset the balance of the underground mines again, we'll cause another serious disaster!"
"What?!"
Jason was deeply disappointed to hear that.
"Still, mining a few hundred thousand Gold Dragons' worth of ore each year won't be a problem. With the Golden Weirwood and Lann Gordon here, they can produce that much gold ore every year."
"But unless it's necessary, we should avoid mining as much as possible. These metal veins will grow increasingly rich as the weirwood and the Golden Lion nurture them!"
"That much?"
Jason immediately grew excited again. After all, House Lannister had never achieved such a high annual yield in its thousands of years of history.
And House Lannister's reputation as the wealthiest house in the Seven Kingdoms was no idle boast. Its gold mines, silver mines, and thriving Lannisport were all genuine geese that laid golden eggs.
Given their family's accumulated wealth, they really had no need to