Game of Thrones: The Bronze and Fire Lord.

Chapter 22: Farewell Gift

Chapter 22: Farewell Gift
"Hiss!"

Syrax growled in protest, showing an extremely ferocious temperament.

"Sorry." Iamon slammed on the brakes and his smile froze.

Not all dragons are as cold and aloof as Menghuo, some also have bad tempers.

Rhaenyra's lips curled up slightly, gently stroking the thick neck of the giant beast beside her, and ordered in High Valyrian: "Silence, Syrax!"

Syrax blinked his pupils slightly, then crouched down, very understanding of human nature.

"Wow~"

Imon was drooling with envy.

Commanding a dragon is so cool.

"Syrax has a bad temper, you need to be gentle."

Rhaenyra smiled slightly and waved her white little hand.

Considering that I failed to tame Dreamfire, I was able to try to unlock its chains and let the little guy satisfy his craving.

Yimon was instantly excited: "Okay, here I come!"

He approached the yellow dragon cautiously and stretched out his little claws eagerly.

"Roar!"

Syrax glanced at him and gently shook his body to scratch it.

"what should I do?"

Aemon's eyes were full of anticipation, his little hand less than a palm's length away from the topaz-colored scales.

Seeing him at a loss, Rhaenyra held his little hand and pressed it against hers, chuckling softly, "Let's do it."

Aemon shuddered, the corners of his mouth almost reaching his ears.

I touched it. I touched it.

This is not just a momentary hug or a dream, it is a real touch.

At the same time, a panel prompt sound came to my ears.

"Discover a powerful creature with special magic and gain a share of the scorching fire magic."

A ray of light red light invisible to others floated out and swayed into his small chest.

Suddenly, a familiar warmth surged through my body.

Yimon was delighted and checked the number next to the golden hourglass: [Essence quantity: 268]

Not only did I earn back the essence I used to exchange for two cards, I also earned nearly double the amount.

"Great, I'm so rich."

Yi, the rich man, couldn't help but be delighted.

And the more important thing is yet to come.

【Aemon Targaryen】

Talent: Dreamer (gold)
Bloodline: Dragon King of Old Valyria (23%)

Skills: High Valyrian (proficient), arithmetic (skilled)…

Magic Cards: None

Pet: Golden-nosed Rat (Blue)

Status: "Well-developed human cub, expected to become a powerful warrior."

The [Bloodline Column] changes, and the bloodline purity increases by 5% again.

Aemon discovered the pattern and whispered in his heart: "Every time I touch a dragon, I gain 5% blood purity."

If he touched all the dragons in the family, wouldn't the purity of his bloodline soar?

"Hiss!"

Syrax shook his dragon head and flicked away the human cub that was clinging to the scales on his neck.

Aemon took a few steps back and smiled awkwardly.

It’s just that Syrax’s topaz-colored scales are too luxurious.

"Hiss!!"

A shadow covered the sky and the loud roar was deafening.

Aemon looked up, only to see a strong pale blue chest blocking his view.

boom!
When Menghuo was about to land, he flapped his wings and his huge body landed steadily on the ground.

"Come back so soon?"

Aemon was a little surprised and moved his feet a little bit.

Meng Huo's pupils were indifferent. When he noticed the human cub approaching, he still maintained an "indifferent" attitude.

Seeing that it didn't drive him away, Imon squatted next to the dragon head.

"prince!"

The escort team was extremely nervous and sweaty.

Eamon waved his hand: "It's okay."

Sir Steve and Sir Ryan looked at each other, and it didn't look like everything was alright.

It was Gunthor who was brave enough to choose to believe the prince who was hated by everyone and to stop the other three.

The prince is not afraid, so what are they afraid of?

Just like that, a strange scene appeared at the entrance of the dragon's lair.

A giant light blue dragon stood in front of the bronze gate, and a short, silver-haired boy squatted in front of the dragon.

The man and the dragon were squatting very close to each other without disturbing each other.

Rhaenyra and Syrax stood on the other side, keeping quiet from the heart.

Compared to the Dreamfire, which is more than fifty meters long from head to tail, Syrax is only fourteen or fifteen meters long.

The size difference is one-third. Yimeng hugged his knees and tilted his head: "It still doesn't work."

Menghuo beside him held his head high and chest out, and even though his chest was breathing slightly, he still resisted a driver.

"This dragon does not want to be tamed."

Imon pouted, accepting it despite feeling regretful.

The reason why I chose Menghuo is nothing more than holding the mentality of being close to the water and getting the moon first and giving it a try.

There were still several dragons on Dragonstone, and he had better options.

"Roar!"

Menghuo suddenly lowered his head, nudged the human cub in an unsportsmanlike manner, and flared his nostrils.

Seems to smell a familiar scent.

Yimeng was confused and almost fell down: "Ouch~"

Menghuo quickly raised his dragon head, turned around and walked into the dragon's cave, his tail with light silver scales swaying gently.

The elderly dragon keepers had been waiting there for a long time, surrounding the giant dragon to watch it return to its nest.

"So heartless."

Yimon made a little face and drew circles on the spot.

Fortunately, not nothing was gained.

Especially just now, it seemed that the purity of the bloodline had increased, and I could vaguely feel the dragon's emotions.

Menghuo is not interested in him, but she does not reject his existence either.

Aemon felt that if he hugged the dragon's leg again, he would not be attacked.

Rhaenyra came over and thought of the consequences: "If Dreamfyre flies out of the dragon's lair, it will definitely cause panic. I will send Syrax back and we will return to the Red Keep first."

"Then I'll go see Menghuo off."

Iemon patted his clothes and followed with a swagger.

I’ll get scolded if I go back, so I might as well play for a while.

Rhaenyra rolled her eyes coquettishly and looked at her younger brother with new eyes.

He is worthy of being Damon’s son, he is really brave!

Aemon followed the dragon keepers and followed Dreamfyre all the way back to the dragon pit through the dimly lit tunnel.

Then, enter the underground cave where the Dreamfire lives.

"Prince, please don't run around."

The old dragon keeper had a worried look on his face. He asked other people to form a semicircle and slowly and laboriously put shackles on the dragon.

Yimon had nothing to do, so he looked around.

The cave is very large. It is an artificial cave located in the "Rhaenys Hill" where the dragon's lair is located. Wind blows into the cracks in the rocks.

Because of these cracks, air can flow freely and the light is brighter than in the tunnel.

Aemon turned around and frowned.

The ground was bumpy and covered with sticky dragon dung, as well as blackened skeletons scorched by dragon flames and smelly sewage.

"Roar!"

Menghuo was a little resistant, and glanced at the human cub standing not far away, and his eyes fell on a pile of black dragon dung.

Aemon noticed and blinked.

"Squeak."

The backpack vibrated and a furry golden-nosed rat came out, put its paws on the backpack and sniffed the dark dragon dung fiercely.

Seeing this, no matter how stupid Aemon was, he reacted.

Click!

When one "accidentally" steps on the dragon dung, three dragon eggs in different colors, blue, green and purple, appear along with a puff of steaming white smoke.

Aemon's eyes widened and his breathing stopped.

This is not dragon dung, it is clearly the hatching fluid from the eggs laid by a giant dragon.

The hard and smooth dragon dung shell reduces its presence, and the black mucus maintains a constant temperature to ensure the safe preservation of the dragon eggs.

"If no one sees it, it's mine."

Yimon's chubby face turned red, and he quickly brought up the gorgeous panel and clicked on it.

【Miaoshoukongkong】Exchange successful!
While the dragon keepers' attention was on Menghuo, he moved sideways to block the "dragon poop" and pulled out the cute rat from the backpack.

"Squeak!"

The golden-nosed rat was terrified.

Yimeng moved quickly, waved a dragon egg and pinched its mouth open: "Rat, open your mouth, hurry!"

A magical scene happened. The dragon egg fell into the hands of the golden-nosed rat from the air and was strangely stuffed into its mouth.

Three dragon eggs as big as rubber balls disappeared in an instant.

"Squeak~"

The golden-nosed rat looked pitiful, curling up into a ball in its backpack.

The time was just right, the dragon keepers put shackles on the giant dragon and evacuated without a moment's delay.

Aemon put his hands behind his back guiltily and followed, whistling.

This is not a stolen dragon egg, but a dragon egg given to him by Menghuo.

The dragon eggs stored in the dragon's lair are all well kept.

　Haha, Zhou Zhou spent a huge amount of money to buy a cover.