MTL - Game of Thrones: I Became a Crown Prince For a Day-Chapter 307 dragon breeds

Chapter 307 Dragon Breeds

  Encountering a wild dragon at close range, Viserys narrowed his eyes and blurted out: "Sheep thief!"

He determined the name of the wild dragon based on its brown mud-colored scales and skinny, ferocious appearance.

"Your Majesty, this is a completely untamed wild dragon. We should stay away."

 Leonor looked alert, spoke out his advice and carried it out.

 Three royal ministers stepped forward together, wanting to block the king from behind and **** him through the long steps.

At the same time, the sheep thief stretched his neck, chewed twice and swallowed the goat whole.

 “Hiss…”

 The pleasure of poaching is satisfied, and the sheep thief shakes his dragon head, **** his wings and flies into the air.

The claws covered with numb scales clung to the two goat carcasses, and the smelly goat blood was dripping.

Viserys happened to be under the mud dragon, with sheep's blood dripping from his head, and he hurriedly dodged.

Hearing the movement below, the sheep thief's sunken nose twitched, and his brown-black vertical pupils lingered on the group of people on the long steps of the stone bridge.

Just played a trick on a group of people, and here is another group of people showing their majestic appearance.

A strong wind swept across, and the sheep thief emerged from the mountain ridge on one side of the long steps of the stone bridge, flapping his wings and flew above the heads of Rhaegar and his party.

Looking up and down, Rhaegar noticed the **** goat in the paws of the sheep thief, and suddenly realized that the sheep thief had just succeeded in catching the sheep.

 Wormisor and Silver Wing are sleeping in Longshan, while Gluttony and Gray Shadow have basically moved away.

　　The white wool was wet with blood, and one of its front legs was well preserved with twitching eyes.

Viserys marveled at the dragon's structure and couldn't help but comment: "It's really ugly."

 There was no sign of the sheep thief.

On the other side, Leonor and the other three were unable to dodge. Even though they were lying on the stone floor, they were still covered in blood and flesh.

 A salty sea breeze blew, carrying a faint smell of mutton, accompanied by the excited neighing of a successful prank.

 It has brown mud-colored scales all over its body, a pair of broad brown wings, a shriveled dragon head that is rounded, and no horns on the top of its head, which is covered with irregular rhombus horns.

Among the existing wild dragons, only the sheep thief appears from time to time, poaching the herdsmen's sheep and killing the herdsmen's dogs.

At this time, Viserys lifted his cloak over his head and saw the true face of the mud dragon.

The body is very large, and the whole body is very skeletal, as if it is a thick skeleton wrapped under a layer of scales, and its feet have sharp claws.

 “Hide quickly!”

Hearing the unfamiliar roar of the dragon, Rhaegar let go of Renya's little hand and planned to rush to his father's side.

 “Hiss…”

Rhaegar paused and looked up in surprise.

The sly vertical pupils glanced at Rhaegar, Daemon, Rhaenyra, and Helena one by one, with a hint of fear flashing in his eyes.

 “Hiss…”

 “Hiss…”

The dragons on Dragonstone Island build their nests and move around near Dragon Mountain, and they basically do not fly within the long steps of the castle and stone bridge.

Viserys raised his head when he heard this. Leonor and the other three lay motionless on the floor. A smashed dead sheep lay across the long steps.

Seeing the brown mud-colored scales of the sheep thief, Rhaegar was secretly alert and pulled Rhaenyra and Helena behind him.

The goat's carcass fell in the middle of the group of people, and the hot goat's blood splashed out, mixed with one or two pieces of tender meat.

Allison turned pale, hugged the dazed Darren tightly, and said in a trembling voice: "I'm fine, look at my father and the others."

"How are you?"

 Looking up, thin clouds and mist are floating, and the sun is shining with sliver of light.

Not far behind, a group of people who were lagging behind started to commotion.

Viserys lay down next to the parapet, with his cloak covering his head and holding Alison and Daeron under him.

 “Be careful, this is a wild dragon on the island.”

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Rhaegar looked at the sheep thief, who was also looking at the group below.

 The dragons on Dragonstone generally do not appear in front of people and have minimal impact on the residents.

 Hearing no movement, Viserys raised his cloak and nervously checked for the safety of his wife and young son.

 The neck is raised high, and the ugly dragon head looks down at the crowd below.

The sheep thief flapped his wings and hovered, his vertical pupils staring downwards, and his slender and long neck neighing maliciously.

 It smells the same kind of scent.

　　It is a free-spirited wild dragon that has little fun except stealing sheep and attacking sheepdogs.

Waiting for Veseris and his party to respond, a stone -like dragon claw was released, and the half -dead goat corpse was thrown out.

Viserys was always paying attention to the movements of the mud dragon, and he grabbed his cloak and threw himself at his wife and young son.

His vertical pupils glanced back and forth at the upright Rega, with a strong sense of disgust rising in his eyes.

At the other party, it smelled the putrid smell of the eating dragon.

"Father…"

Feeling the scrutinizing gaze of the mud dragon, Benila and Renya were frightened. They huddled behind Daemon, each holding a thigh.

Damon’s brows were knitted into a knot, his right hand holding the hilt of his sword, observing every move of the mud dragon.

 He was not panicked because he knew that this mud dragon was returning from hunting and would not attack humans for no reason.

 In contrast, the Four Storms, who did not have their father by their side, screamed repeatedly and hid in a huddle behind Aemond.

 “Tsk, childish.”

Aemond was too lazy to pay attention to them. He stood on tiptoes and stared at the dragon above his head with burning eyes.

Looking from left to right, you can see that it is very big, larger than the bloodworm Corakxiu, and slightly smaller than the female dragon Menghuo.

Emond's eyes lit up and he jumped excitedly: "Dragon! What a big wild dragon!"

 However, when he saw the true face of the sheep thief, Aemond's face fell and he was disappointed: "What an ugly dragon!"

 He wanted to tame a dragon, a dragon that could prove himself.

This mud dragon is indeed big enough, but it is too ugly.

In this way, Aemond stared at the sheep thief, his facial expression changing between excitement and disappointment, and he was more confused than whether to eat pie or jam for breakfast.

 “Hiss…”

The sheep thief tilted his head and stared at the silver-haired boy who had been staring at him, as if he was wondering whether the other person was attracted by his majesty. Thinking about it, he flapped his wings and stayed in the air, pinching the almost cold goat carcass with his paws.

Noticing its small movements, Rhaegar retreated without leaving a trace and reminded: "Stay away, sheep thieves are very dishonest."

Everyone was very obedient, sticking to the female walls on both sides and spreading out.

 In this way, Rhaegar was a little relieved.

 Because it was Dragonstone Island, Gluttony and the other dragons did not land on the island immediately and wandered in the nearby waters.

The moment he heard the sheep thief's roar, the glutton sensed his will and quickly turned back.

Like a telepathic connection, a low roar like a bell came from the direction of the beach, startling a group of seabirds nesting on the cliff.

 The familiar dragon roar reached his ears, and the sheep thief turned his head in panic, his vertical pupils showing a bit of fear.

 That dragon-eating species is back!

　　Not to mention the experience of being hunted as a young dragon, and being taught a lesson once as an adult. Thinking about it now makes me feel a dull pain in my back, as if a pair of sharp claws as black as coal were inserted into the body.

Glancing at the crowd below, the sheep thief flapped his wings and took off into the air, taking one last look at the silver-haired boy.

 As soon as the claws were loosened, the goat carcass was thrown out.

"careful!"

Rhaegar's face tightened, and he turned around and hugged Rhaenyra and Helena.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　 bang!

 The goat carcass hit the stone floor accurately, blood and flesh flying everywhere, and wool flying around.

Aemond squatted on the ground, closest to the sheep corpse, with a string of blood drops splattered on his fair face.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, the sheep thief turned around and ran away. Before leaving, he did not forget to grab another goat in front of the wailing shepherd.

As soon as it left, the glutton arrived soon after.

 The dark wings spread far and wide, and the body as huge as a mountain quickly broke through the clouds.

Rhaegar breathed a sigh of relief when he saw his dragon coming, and let go of the sisters in his arms.

There is no doubt about the power of the Glutton. Its size is infinitely close to that of the first-generation dragon Vhagar. The green dragon flame and extreme speed are excellent combat talents.

˜From the fragments of dialogue between Diane Liga and the Beleris family, we can know that dragons have different varieties, shapes, and talents.

 The origin of Gluttony is unknown, but its bloodline is noble enough, otherwise it would not have grown so rapidly and hugely.

To the wild dragons of Dragonstone, the glutton is like an emperor. Neither the sheep thief nor the gray shadow dare to provoke or make noise.

 “No one was injured, right?”

Rhaegar walked around the **** remains of the goat and looked at the Four Storms and Aemond.

Si Fengfeng’s face turned pale with fright. The sisters hugged each other, and the third and fourth children were almost squeezed by the two of them.

Aemond squatted on the ground blankly, wiping the sheep's blood flowing from his forehead to his left eye with his fingers.

"Are you okay?" Rega squatted down and looked at him seriously.

 “Very good!”

Emond jumped up suddenly, his eyes sparkled with dazzling light, and he shouted excitedly: "Brother, take me to tame the dragon. I want to tame the strongest dragon!"

 The dragons we usually see are either trapped in the dragon's lair or ridden by brothers and sisters.

 Encountering a wild dragon for the first time aroused the wild nature hidden in Aemond's heart.

He not only had to tame a dragon, he also had to tame the most powerful dragon!

Looking at Aemond who jumped three feet high, Rhaegar patted his head and said speechlessly: "Don't daydream. Training a dragon depends on luck."

　　The person chooses the dragon, and the dragon chooses the person.

 It doesn’t matter which dragon you like, that dragon is yours.

After confirming that everything was okay, Rega hurried towards the front where his father was.

 The sheep thief must have threatened my father and the others before they came.

 Fortunately, this dragon has a wretched character and will generally not attack humans unless it is stopped from stealing sheep.

 …

 Stone Drum Tower.

 After the incident involving the sheep thief, the group entered the castle safely.

 "Viserys, I am not feeling well, so I am going to rest first."

 Allison reminded him and walked up the stairs listlessly.

 She was frightened by the sheep thief, and she is still weak.

Watching his wife go upstairs, Viserys glanced at Leonor and the three of them secretly, and joked: "Women are always fragile, not as strong as men."

Without waiting for the ministers to reply, Rhaenyra, who was one position behind, took the lead in speaking out.

 She walked up to her father and said angrily: "You are right, father."

After saying that, he took the hands of his two adopted daughters and followed them upstairs.

 “Honey, you know that’s not what I meant.”

Looking at his daughter hurriedly upstairs, Viserys defended with a headache.

 He had forgotten Rhaenyra's most taboo statement about male superiority and female inferiority.

Rhaenyra took hold of her father's outstretched hand and chuckled, "Rhaena is just tired, she won't be really angry."

“Seven Gods above, I really made a slip of the tongue.”

Viserys sighed.

Rhaegar smiled and said nothing, and ordered his maids to take his younger brothers, sisters and the Four Storms down to settle them.

As soon as he walked upstairs to find Rhaenyra, his father stopped him.

Viserys not only stopped his eldest son, but also his younger brother Daemon, Leonor and other three royal ministers.

“Your Majesty, how can I help you?” Leonor had a big belly and a solemn face.

 “Don’t be so serious, it’s not a state matter, it’s a private matter.”

Viserys smiled, pointed out the premise first, and then said: "My son Aemond plans to tame the dragon, and I have the same idea."

 “What do you think?”

 (End of this chapter)