Game of Thrones: I Became a Crown Prince For a Day Chapter 322

Chapter 322 Dragon Eggs and Wild Dragons

 Three days later.

 Longshan, the eastern mountain range.

“Give me your hand and push hard with your feet.”

 “Wait a minute, I haven't found my footing yet.”

On the steep hillside, Rhaegar was half lying on the rock wall, reaching out to pull Aemond up.

  Russling, rustling…

 After a strenuous climb, Aemond climbed up the steep **** and lay on the ground panting and exhausted.

 “Take a good breath, the nest is right in front of you.”

"It's still awkward. There may be some treasure in its lair. It's reluctant to throw it away, so I asked you to find it."

Rhaegar looked at the fake bird's nest that was a mixture of rotten wood, stone and mud in front of him in astonishment, and said speechlessly: "Aemond, you really found a treasure. The sheep thief is definitely not an ordinary dragon."

Rhaegar frowned and said complicatedly: "Let's see what's in the lair first."

Eamond climbed up quickly, sweating profusely from exhaustion.

 “Hiss…”

As a wild dragon, Gray Shadow used to live on the east coast of Dragonstone Island and found a cliff cave with seabirds as neighbors.

 After many days apart, he gradually accepted the fact that he had gained the favor of the sheep thief.

A harsh neighing sound was heard, and the sound of gravel came from the top of the mountain. A sheep thief with brown mud-colored scales lay on a cliff, looking down at the brothers with a sly look.

Rega climbed to the top of the mountain first and breathed a deep sigh of relief: "I haven't been so active for a long time."

 “Hiss…”

The vacation ended early, and the overwhelmed king led his family members back to King's Landing in a hurry to solve the problem.

In contrast, the sheep thief's lair is also reasonable.

Looking around, the two brothers were standing on a steep peak, with their silver hair fluttering in the salty sea breeze.

Stepping over the bones on the ground, it was difficult for the brothers to move.

The sun gradually climbed up and the time came to noon.

The sheep thief was also injured when he dealt with Yang Yan. In addition, he was disliked by Aemond and was not allowed to climb on the dragon's back.

 Aemond was entangled by sheep thieves and was forced to stay on Dragonstone.

The glutton has no nest. It always lives wherever it wants, or flies around the world.

The entrance to the cave is narrow, and the interior space is wider than expected and not that deep. It looks like a natural cave.

"Rhaegar, please stop talking." Aemond covered his face with his hands and couldn't even look at it.

Rhaegar shook his head and laughed. He took the unhappy Aemond in his arms and groped towards the mountain cave filled with sheep bones and dragon dung.

Hearing the sound, Aemond glanced and his face fell: "I will only accept this idiot if he dies of exhaustion."

Rhaegar looked at it carefully and found that 99% of it was goat skeletons, with sporadic remains of large dogs and humans visible.

The grotto is filled with three things: bones, rotten stones, and dragon dung.

Rhaegar took out the water bag, drank two gulps of water, and handed it over.

The mountain is barren of grass and covered with sharp gravel, several miles away from the towering active volcano.

 Gluttony suffered some minor injuries in the battle with Silver Wing, and has been resting on the edge of the sea cliff for the past two days to recuperate.

 The dragon's lair is best located near a volcano to fully enjoy the high temperature of the underground magma.

Aemond's eyes dimmed and he said sadly: "I would rather not have the treasure. I just want to take a boat back to King's Landing with my father and the others."

The sheep thief neighed and stood on the top of the mountain to flap his wings, as if to show off his majestic appearance.

The day after Viserys tamed Wormithor, Rhaegar explained all the troubles one by one.

Rhaegar rubbed Aemond's head in a funny way, stood up and continued climbing.

He vaguely remembered that the habits of wild dragons were different from those of dragons domesticated since childhood. The most intuitive reason was the difference in living environment.

Unexpectedly, the sheep thief caused him trouble.

There are quite a few human skeletons among them, with more than ten scattered here and there.

The brothers walked into the cave, walked through the bones and rotten stones everywhere, and soon saw a different kind of nest.

This mud dragon is stalking and insisting that the silver-haired boy come to its lair once.

At this moment, only Aemond, the four storms who don't know the truth, and the underage Rhaegar are left on the island.

Looking around, Longshan Mountain stretches far and wide, spreading out under the blue sky.

This steep and dangerous peak is the territory of sheep thieves, and their daily den is in a cave on the top of the mountain.

  Secondly, there are underground caves like Dragon Cave, which are dark and stuffy.

 “It is worthy of being the wild dragon that has the most contact with humans.”

Rhaegar sighed, feeling the danger of the wild dragon rising to a new level.

“Rhaegar, come and see what this is!”

The Imond people are more flexible, and they don't think they pass through the dragon dung piles, and they are the first to climb the giant "dragon nest" with the appearance of the appearance.

Hearing this, Rega stopped delaying and rushed over in two steps.

Climbing along the exposed logs of the dragon's nest, the collapsed part in the middle is revealed.

Piles of gems of different colors, broken wooden boxes that rotted to reveal golden light, scattered broken swords, broken armor...

 They are all shiny items that dragons like.

Rhaegar glanced away, his eyes were attracted by the two oval dragon eggs piled in the pile of gems, and he said in surprise: "Dragon eggs?"

 “That's right, it's still a dragon egg that can hatch.”

Emond volunteered to hold out two dragon eggs, his little face full of excitement.

Rhaegar took over and took a look. There were two dragon eggs, one green and one light purple, both of which were capable of hatching.

“Could the green dragon egg be Silver Wing's egg?” Emond touched it carefully.

“It is estimated that Vhagar has stopped laying eggs for a long time, and only Silver Wing is suitable.”

Rhaegar weighed two dragon eggs, looked sideways outside the cave, and asked curiously: "Sheep thieves still have the habit of stealing dragon eggs?" He thought that only gluttons would do such things.

But gluttons mainly eat to satisfy their greed.

 “What if the eggs were laid by a sheep thief?” Emond guessed boldly.

Rhaegar thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "Dragons have no gender, but they have habits. Sheep thieves don't look like dragons that lay eggs, otherwise we wouldn't be allowed to take them."

Emond's eyes were bright and he said "Oh" as if he was relieved.

"Don't waste time. You found the dragon eggs. When you have children, you can choose from these two." Rega said cheerfully.

Aemond curled his lips and stopped talking.

 Soon, the two brothers walked out of the cave.

Aemond took off his cloak and carried two dragon eggs astride Rhaegar's waist.

Rhaegar did not live up to the good intentions of the sheep thief, and used the space bracelet to directly empty the pile of gems in the lair and the broken gold in the box.

It just so happened that the construction of Harrenhal and the training of the Dauntless cost him a lot of money, so he could make up a little bit of it.

He and Aemond agreed to split the bill and pay the sheep thief for free.

 The time gradually comes to the afternoon.

The brothers climbed down the mountain slowly, chatting every now and then.

 Ever since he had a falling out with Aegon, Aemond would often chat with his eldest brother Rhaegar, talking about dragon training, war, and managing fiefdoms.

 Rega didn't hide anything, and pointed out some issues in a targeted manner.

Compared to Aegon, who is in a bad situation, Aemond can also take a lot of pressure from him if he can take charge of his own role.

 “Hiss…”

Suddenly, the sheep thief flew from a distance, pierced the rock with his sharp claws, and stopped on a cliff.

 “What's wrong with it?” Rhaegar asked guiltily.

The brothers have just vacated someone else's lair, so they may be looking for trouble.

Aemond shook his head blankly. He and the sheep thief had no connection and could not sense each other's emotions.

 “Hiss…”

The sheep thief neighed sharply, and the withered dragon head came to the cliff for a sniff, then flapped its wings excitedly and took to the air.

 Looking like this, it seems that he has discovered some great enemy.

Rega frowned slightly and said, "You continue to climb down, and I'll take a look."

  Dragons are very territorial creatures, and the reaction of the sheep thief is very similar to that of being invaded by other creatures.

Stepping on the rugged rocks, Rhaegar approached slowly and saw clearly the situation on the cliff.

In addition to the holes pierced by the sheep thief when he first settled down, there are also several messy huge claw marks on the rock mass.

  The claw mark has three fingers and is of unusual size.

Rhaegar perked up and said in surprise: "Dragon?"

 Let's not talk about what kind of animal can climb up the steep cliff. In terms of the shape and size of the claw marks, only a dragon can leave them.

　Looking at the size of the claw marks, they are larger than those of Syracuse and Yang Yan, but much smaller than those of the Sheep Stealer.

Rhaegar's thoughts were running through his mind, and he speculated: "It's not a dragon on the island, it's a wild dragon!"

 Among the dragons in the family, the first generation Vhagar, the second generation Glutton, and Wormisor are all real giant dragons, and their size is much larger than that of the Sheep Stealer.

Silver Wings and Dream Fire are also larger than the Sheep Stealer, so the claw marks are not theirs.

 The third generation of Coraxio and Melias are slightly smaller than the sheep thief, but larger than the size of a claw mark.

 The fourth generation of Syracuse, Sun Flame, Sea Smoke, and Gray Shadow are all more than twice the size of the Sheep Stealer, and they obviously cannot leave such large claw marks.

Rhaegar silently calculated that the age of this wild dragon was around forty or fifty years old, and its size was larger than that of the fourth-generation dragon in the family, but inferior to that of the third-generation dragon.

An idea flashed in his mind, and Rhaegar couldn't help but said to himself: "A wild dragon in the sea of ​​smoke?"

 After the doomsday catastrophe, only the Targaryen family of dragon kings remained, and all dragons lived on Dragonstone Island and Dragon Lair.

 The only wild dragon whose origin is unpredictable is a glutton who likes to eat dragon eggs and young dragons.

Now there is a trace of a wild dragon on Dragonstone Island, and it is quite big.

Rhaegar could only think of the wild dragon he had glimpsed in the sea of ​​smoke.

 As soon as the thought arose, a sense of urgency suddenly hit my heart.

Tightening the cloak holding the dragon egg around his waist, Rhaegar returned the same way and took Aemond down the mountain quickly.

 The steepness gradually became gentle, and the two brothers landed safely.

Two dragon-carrying men, one old and one young, were waiting at the foot of the mountain, walking forward quickly with their bamboo sticks in hand.

“Prince, you have finally come down the mountain. Miss Cassandra has asked many times.”

The old dragon man has a weathered face and speaks rich High Valyrian.

Rhaegar untied the cloak from his waist, carefully handed the two dragon eggs to the young dragonman, and said skillfully in High Valyrian: "Put them away and place them in the cellar under the Drum Tower."

"Yes, Prince." When he saw it was a dragon egg, the young dragon-bearing man didn't dare to take it lightly.

Lei Jia then looked at the old dragon man, raised his hand and pointed to the mountain with claw marks, and said in a heavy voice: "There is an extra wild dragon on the island, and dragon guards will be sent to patrol places where dragons once appeared, such as Longshan and the east coast. "

 The old man was startled when he heard this and looked around in surprise.

Rhaegar took his arm and looked coldly: "If you find an unknown wild dragon, keep it at all costs. Immediately send the raven message, and I will drive the glutton to hunt it!"

 “Hunting?” The old man opened his mouth wide.

“That's right.” Rhaegar calmed down and emphasized, “Do you understand?”

 No matter where this unknown wild dragon comes from, whether it is a wild dragon in the sea of ​​smoke.

Rhaegar would not allow any dragon that was not a Targaryen to roam the wild and become a hidden danger that could overthrow the family.

If the wild dragon dares to appear, he will either be severely wounded and imprisoned in the dragon's lair, and he will be given the Targaryen surname from now on.

 Either hunt directly to satisfy the glutton's hunting appetite.

 (End of this chapter)

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