Game of Thrones: The Bronze and Fire Lord

"Hiss!"

Syrax roared in protest, his temperament extremely fierce.

"Sorry." Aemon stopped suddenly and his smile froze.

Not all dragons are as cold and aloof as Meng Huo, and some have bad tempers.

Rhaenyra raised the corners of her mouth slightly, caressed the thick neck of the giant beast beside her, and ordered as High Valyria: "Quiet, Sylax!"

Syrax blinked slightly, and he lay down in a very understanding way.

"Wow~"

Aemon was so envious that he almost drooled.

Commanding a giant dragon is so cool.

"Syrax has a bad temper, you should act more gently."

Rhaenyra smiled slightly and waved her green-white hands lightly.

For the sake of not being able to tame the Dream Fire, but still trying to get it to be unchained, I'll satisfy the little guy's craving.

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

He cautiously approached the giant yellow dragon and stretched out a pair of small claws eagerly.

"roar!"

Syrax glanced at him and shook his body slightly to itch.

"what do I do?"

Aemon's eyes were filled with anticipation, and his little hand was less than a slap away from the topaz-colored scales.

Seeing his helpless look, Rhaenyra held his little hand and pressed it against hers. She chuckled and said, "That's it."

Eamonn shuddered, and the corners of his mouth reached behind his ears.

I touched it. I touched it.

This is not a momentary warm hug, but a real touch.

At the same time, a panel prompt sounded in my ears.

"Discover powerful creatures containing special magic and gain a share of the scorching fire magic."

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

Suddenly, a familiar warmth surged through his body.

Aemon beamed with joy and looked at the numbers next to the golden hourglass: [Quantity of Essence: 268]

Not only did I earn back the essence from exchanging two cards, but I also nearly doubled the amount.

"Great, I'm so rich."

Yi, a wealthy man, couldn't help being happy.

And more importantly, it's still behind.

【Aemon Targaryen】

Talent: Dreamer (gold)

Bloodline: Ancient Valyrian Dragon King (23%)

Skills: High Valyrian (proficient), Arithmetic (proficient)...

Magic Cards: None

Pet: Golden-nosed rat (blue)

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

The [Blood Vein Column] has changed, and the blood purity has increased by 5% again.

Aemon discovered the pattern and whispered in his heart: "Every time you come into contact with a dragon, it will provide 5% blood purity."

Then if all the dragons in the family were touched, wouldn't the blood purity take off?

"Hiss!"

Syrax shook the dragon's head and flicked away the human cub with the scales on its neck.

Aemon took a few steps back and smiled.

It’s just that the topaz-colored scales of Syracuse are too rich.

"Hiss!!"

The sky was covered with a shadow, and the loud roar was deafening.

Aemon raised his head and saw a strong light blue chest blocking his view.

boom!

When Meng Huo was about to land, he flapped his wings and his huge body landed steadily.

"Come back so soon?"

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

Menghuo's eyes were indifferent, and he noticed that this human cub was approaching, but he still maintained an "indifferent" attitude.

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

"prince!"

The escort team was very nervous and all sweaty.

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

Sir Steve and Sir Ryan looked at each other, looking like nothing was wrong.

Gunthor was still brave and chose to trust the prince who was hated by everyone and blocked the other three.

The princes are not afraid, they are afraid of nothing.

Just like that, a strange scene appeared at the entrance of Dragon Cave.

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

One person and one dragon were very close to each other, squatting without disturbing each other.

Rhaenyra and Syrax stood on the other side, remaining silent.

Compared with the Dream Fire, which is more than fifty meters long from beginning to end, Syracuse is only fourteen or five meters long.

The size difference is one-third.

Aemon hugged his knees and tilted his head: "It still doesn't work."

Next to her, Meng Huo held her head high, even though her chest was panting slightly, she still resisted a driver.

"This dragon doesn't want to be tamed."

Aemon pouted, accepting it even though he had regrets.

The reason why I chose Menghuo is nothing more than a first-come-first-come-first-come-first-serve mentality for the drinks at the restaurant.

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

"roar!"

Menghuo suddenly lowered his head, and humped the human cub without any sense of martial ethics, his nose twitching vigorously.

It seems to smell a familiar smell.

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

Menghuo quickly raised the dragon's head, turned around and walked into the dragon's lair, its tail with light silver ridges swaying gently.

The old dragon-carrying people have been guarding the place for a long time, surrounding them to watch the dragon return to its nest.

"So heartless."

Eamonn held a small face and drew circles on the spot.

Fortunately, not all was lost.

Especially just now, it seems that the purity of the bloodline has improved, and the dragon's emotions can be vaguely felt.

Menghuo was not interested in him, but she did not reject his existence either.

Aemon felt that if he hugged the dragon's leg again, he would not be attacked by 1.

Rhaenyra walked over and thought of the consequences: "Dreamfire flying out of the dragon's lair will definitely cause panic. I will send Syrax back. Let's go back to the Red Keep first."

"Then I'll go see Dreamfire off."

Aemon patted his clothes and followed with a swagger.

I'll be scolded if I go back anyway, so why not play for a while longer.

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

He is indeed Daemon's offspring, he is really brave!

Aemon followed the dragon keepers and followed Dreamfire back to the dragon pit, passing through the dimly lit tunnel.

Then, they entered the underground cave where Dreamfire lived.

"Prince, don't run around."

The old dragon keepers looked worried and asked others to form a semicircle and slowly and laboriously put shackles on the dragon.

Aemon had nothing to do, so he looked around.

The cave was very large, located in the "Rhaenys Hills" where the dragon's lair was located, and the cracks in the rocks were blowing in.

Because of these cracks, the air circulated smoothly and the light was brighter than the tunnel.

Aemon turned around and frowned.

The ground was bumpy and uneven, with sticky dragon dung everywhere, as well as black 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 dark dragon dung.

Emon noticed it and blinked.

"Squeak."

The backpack fluttered, and the furry golden-nosed rat came out, put its claws on the backpack and sniffed the dark dragon dung.

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

Crack!

He "accidentally stepped" on the dragon dung, and three dragon eggs of different colors, blue, green, and purple, appeared with a puff of steaming white smoke.

Emon's eyes were wide open, and his breathing was stagnant.

This is not dragon dung, it is clearly the hatching culture after the giant dragon laid eggs.

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

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

Imon's chubby face turned red, and he quickly called up the gorgeous panel and clicked it.

[Empty Hands] Exchange successfully!

While the dragon keepers' attention was on Menghuo, he moved sideways to block the "dragon dung" and pulled out the cute rat from the backpack.

"Squeak!"

The golden-nosed rat was terrified.

Imon 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 his hand through the air, and then strangely stuffed it into the mouth of the golden-nosed rat.

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

"Squeak~"

The golden-nosed rat looked pitiful, shrinking back into the backpack and curling up.

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

Imon put his hands behind his back with a guilty conscience, whistling and following.

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

The dragon eggs in the dragon cave are all well kept.

Haha, Zhou Zhou spent a lot of money to buy a cover.

It's really hard to find a good-looking background with dragons and natural elements. It killed a lot of brain cells.