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Dark and vast wilderness.

In front of the huge bonfire.

Aphra was sitting in front of the fire formation with her hands on her cheeks, looking at the raging bonfire in front of her, her eyes were a little lost.

From the first time, I was very anxious and worried that the owner would be burned by the flames.

By now, he has become accustomed to his master's behavior.

Although I watched the bonfire sway bigger and bigger, the flames became bigger and bigger, and the time burned longer and longer.

But watching the master walk out of the fire again and again without any problems.

This power can only be explained by miracles.

Jean Aphra now gradually has an almost blind trust in the owner Morgan.

But even though I have been with the master for half a month.

It has been half a month since the owner walked in and out of the bonfire with his own eyes.

But Aphra never really knew what the master was doing in the bonfire.

The owner does not say.

Of course she wouldn't ask.

But she knew that sooner or later she would know.

She has been a little troubled recently.

Because the master still didn't touch her, even if the master still hugged her to sleep every day.

Because I know that men don't like girls who are too thin.

Since she followed her master half a month ago, she has eaten a lot every day in order to regain her original body shape as soon as possible at home.

Although he has gained a lot of weight from half a month ago, he has obviously gained a lot of flesh on his body, face and chest.

But because there is a lot of dry, long hours of driving, cooking every day.

In addition, the weather has been good, and her skin has turned yellow a lot while she has grown flesh, and she has more strength.

Far from the fair and tender skin she had when she was at home.

Although she whispered to the owner, the owner stroked her arm and said that this wheat-colored skin was better, healthier, and more elastic.

But the master still didn't touch him.

She felt the changes in her body many times when she slept with her master, especially in the early morning.

She knew what it was.

But the master didn't touch him, and he certainly couldn't seduce the master like the prostitutes and sluts standing at the door of the brothel.

She can't do it yet, and she's very unaccustomed to it.

cranky

Aphra suddenly lowered her head and pulled the collar of her clothes to look inside, and couldn't help muttering, "This is bigger than them."

at this time.

"Fizz."

A strange screeching sound suddenly came from the surroundings.

Aphra was taken aback.

Get up immediately and look around.

In the center of the raging charcoal fire.

Morgan was excitedly looking at the little guy who got out of the eggshell in front of him.

The size of an adult domestic cat, with orange-yellow eyes and a slightly larger head, is covered with spines of varying heights from the forehead to the neck, back, and finally the long tail.

It appears to have no forelimbs.

But there are a pair of fleshy wings on the back that are obviously longer and wider than the body. The front end of the fleshy wings has thick bones with sharp claws similar to the hindlimbs, which should obviously be the forelimbs of this little guy.

Unlike the forelimbs that are linked to the fleshy wings.

The hind limbs of the little guy in front of him are very conspicuous, thick, strong, and have hooked claws.

Look at the windy shape of the little thing in front of you.

Among Morgan's few memories, the most profound is the little guy who looked like this.

But the three little guys he remembered were Daenerys Targaryen young dragons.

And this one in front of him is his own baby.

A real baby dragon baby.

Although this little guy looks a little dark.

Yes, it is different from the color of the young dragons of Daenerys Targaryen in memory.

The one in front of Morgan was really black. Except for the pair of orange-yellow eyes, there was the red tongue and neat white fangs in the big mouth when he opened his mouth and screamed. This little guy was completely black.

Morgan stared intently at the little guy in front of him.

The little dragon got out of the eggshell and saw the huge figure in front of him for the first time, shaking his head from side to side and constantly looking at Morgan.

Then, it seems that Morgan is the father and mother.

The little guy who didn't slip out of autumn just glanced at it, and immediately opened his mouth and shouted.

"Fizz."

Weird, tender, sharp, and extremely penetrating.

Just the first roar after birth.

Morgan immediately analyzed that the voice of the little dragon in front of him was very unusual.

Morgan was still staring at the little one.

But the little dragon didn't make a sound, but stepped on the eggshell and jumped into Morgan's arms, kept rubbing Morgan's body with his small head, and then opened his big mouth towards Morgan.

"Is this hungry?"

Morgan immediately saw the little guy's behavioral needs.

However, according to the information he looked from somewhere, it seems that the young dragon will eat the eggshell that hatches itself when it breaks through the air, saying that the eggshell is rich in nutrients and extremely high.

And looking at the little guy with a big mouth in Hei Qiuqiu.

This is a rare opportunity to experiment.

So Morgan immediately reached out and picked up a broken black eggshell and handed it to the little guy.

The little dragon looked at the eggshell handed by his father in front of him, and bit it without saying a word.

But next second.

"click"

After a crisp sound.

The little dragon immediately opened its mouth and spat out the cracked eggshell that was broken into half in disgust.

Then he opened his mouth and yelled at Morgan again.

"Fizz."

"Fizz."

Looking at the little guy who opened his mouth to eat, and at the cracked eggshell that was spit out by the little guy.

Morgan laughed.

This time, he didn't tease the little guy again, his mind moved slightly and a large piece of smoked pork leg appeared in his hand.

Seeing the meat food appearing, the little dragon immediately rushed up, opened its mouth and began to tear the smoked pork leg.

Watching the little guy Morihan's sharp teeth, like a razor, easily tore off the smoked pork leg, which is firmer and firmer than raw pork.

Morgan also lost the idea of ​​preparing to take out the dagger to cut meat and feed the little guy.

The huge coal fire circle around is still burning.

Morgan doesn't feel too bad about it now.

After more than half a month of daily incubation.

His current fire resistance is much higher than when he hatched dragon eggs in the basement of King's Landing for the first time.

Central fire.

Morgan was patiently watching his little guy eating and dazed.

From the moment he arrived at King's Landing, he tried every means to inquire about the dragon egg.

Then to spend energy and money to buy news, plan preparation.

Then take a big risk to rob the dragon egg of the black chamber of commerce caravan.

In the last few months, I persisted and persevered like a day, studying the size of the charcoal fire array and the temperature of the flame again and again, and finally hatched a dragon egg.

Since he came to this world, it was the first time he was so focused on one thing.

Even if you fail again and again, you don't feel discouraged at all.

In the end, such a little guy was hatched.

It can be said that this little guy is completely Morgan's efforts, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is his son.

Because he hatched the little guy himself.

In other animal kingdoms and biological kingdoms, the creatures that the cubs see at birth will be considered by the cubs as their mother and father, and they will be considered as the closest existence.

Morgan is obviously the one who the little dragon in front of him believes to rely on.

Only a young dragon will open his mouth to eat like him.

Under Morgan's gaze.

The little guy eats fast.

It didn't take long.

This smoked pork leg, which is bigger than the little guy's body, has been eaten clean except for the bones in the middle of the flesh.

Look at this little guy's food.

Probably haven't eaten yet.

Morgan was waiting for the little thing to open its mouth to ask for food again.

Unexpectedly, the little guy who finished eating the smoked pork leg actually opened his mouth and bit on the remaining smooth pork leg bone, and the straight biting pork leg bone rattled.

Just when Morgan thought the little guy was going to surprise him again.

The little guy seemed to realize that the pork leg bone was difficult to chew, and after taking a few bites, he loosened the pork leg bone, looked up at Morgan again, and opened his mouth.

Look at the movements of the little guy.

Morgan smiled again, his mind moved slightly, and a smoked pork leg appeared again in his hand.

But this is also the last smoked pork leg in his dimensional ring.

If the little guy can't get enough to eat, he can only feed the little guy vegetarian food like radish and vegetables, dried meat, or he will go hunting himself and hunt some fresh flesh to feed this little thing.

Because the ring contains a lot of gold coins and many other things, the space is limited.

So what he brought most this time was all kinds of vegetables, vegetarian food, all kinds of jerky, and then food such as sausages and drinks.

All he likes to eat.

He didn't bring any raw meat at all, and he didn't bring much bacon and smoked fish either.

Look at the smoked pork shank that reappears in front of you.

The little dragon immediately pounced on it again and bit it with a big mouth.

However, after eating a smoked pork leg that was bigger than his own body, this time the young dragon was not as ferocious and hungry as before.

This time, when tearing bacon, he would raise his head from time to time, look at his old father who was smiling at him, and make a sound that no one could understand.

Morgan looked at the eating of the little guy in front of him.

Very satisfied.

The hard work for so long has finally paid off.

The old father in the center of the fire array feeds the young dragon son.

Outside the fire.

Aphra looked around with a wary look on her face from the beginning.

Now he is staring at the fire in front of him, which is slowly getting smaller.

She really couldn't hear where the weird scream at the beginning came from.

But the same strange screams sounded one after another.

It quickly made her sure that the strange scream was coming from the fire formation.

The master has been in the fire formation.

The strange sound made at this time must be related to the owner.

She could not guess the relationship between the voice and the master.

But she firmly believed that the master would be fine.

Able to walk among the fires at will, and take out all kinds of food out of thin air.

The master possesses powers comparable to miracles.

Freed from the hellish environment of being a slave, Aphra, who had a deep attachment to the master who gave her rebirth, now has an extremely firm trust in her master.

Time passed slowly.

The charcoal formation also becomes smaller and smaller as the energy is exhausted.

Central fire.

Morgan watched as the little guy finished eating a smoked pork leg of his size again.

Immediately flapping his wings, he climbed onto his shoulders with difficulty.

Morgan realized that the little guy should not be able to fly yet.

He reached out and teased the little guy standing on his shoulders.

After the little dragon stood firm, he immediately opened his mouth and shouted beside his ear.

Morgan didn't know what the little guy said.

But this feeling made him immediately think of his wife, Tariel, and his daughter, Yvonne, and his son, Ulysses, who were far away in Middle-earth.

When my son and daughter were very young, they liked to be around him and babble.

Although by the time he left Middle-earth.

Those two little guys still like to chat around him every day.

"I don't know how they are doing now."

The sudden thought made Morgan a little silent.

He seemed to sense the change in his old father's mood.

The little dragon standing on his shoulders rubbed his father's head with his head again, and kept shouting something.

So rubbed by the little dragon.

Morgan's somewhat dull longing dissipated immediately.

All the efforts I have made now are for a better reunion in the future.

He let out a long breath.

Morgan is a firm believer.

He reached out and touched the little guy who comforted him, then stood up.

The little guy has been born.

From now on, he doesn't need to set up charcoal fires every night.

Outside the fire.

Look at the figure walking in the fire formation.

Aphra's face immediately brightened.

When you are about to speak.

She suddenly saw a big, weird-looking little monster standing on the shoulder of the master, roaring at her with its mouth open.

The sound of the little monster was exactly the same as the strange scream she had just heard.

After simply talking to Aphra about the little dragon.

Aphra, who had always believed in her master, quickly accepted it.

It was only then that she realized that the reason why the master entered the charcoal fire formation every day was for this little dragon that was so dark.

Go back to the campfire by the carriage.

Aphra, who had been looking at the little dragon on her master's shoulder, suddenly asked, "Sir, what is its name?"

Hear Aphra's words.

Morgan looked stunned for a moment. He was too emotional just now, but he forgot about it for a while.

Now that Avra ​​mentioned it, Morgan immediately became interested.

"Well, that's called"

He turned his head to look at the little guy beside him. When he was about to say his name, he suddenly thought, he still doesn't know whether this little guy is male or female?

[Off-topic: Speaking of Long Ma, the three dragons are male or female? 】

thought here.

Morgan immediately reached out and grabbed the little guy on his shoulders.

Then, lift it up and look at the little guy's lower abdomen.

The captured little dragon seemed to sense the old father's bad intentions, and immediately struggled hard.

It's just that no matter how hard it struggles, it doesn't help, the old father's hand doesn't move.

But soon.

Morgan, who found out the truth, let go of the little guy.

The little dragon seemed a little angry. After flapping its wings again, it climbed onto the old father's shoulder and shouted in dissatisfaction, then opened his mouth and bit on the old father's ear.

Morgan didn't care about the little guy's playfulness either.

After thinking for a while, he said, "Siglia."

"Just call Siglia"

After thinking about it, Morgan immediately turned to look at the little guy who was still playing with his ears and smiled: "From today onwards, your name is Siglia."

It seems that he has realized that he has a name, or maybe he feels the joy of his old father.

The little dragon Siglia immediately gave up her old father's ears and opened her mouth to roar.

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