Game of Thrones: I Became a Crown Prince For a Day Chapter 501

Chapter 501 Hatching eggs or training dragons?

“Hiss!”

As soon as the cobalt blue dragon appeared, it looked down at a group of human cubs with its erect pupils and let out a sharp roar.

“Brother, retreat quickly!”

Aemon's eyes widened, and he grabbed Belron and started to run away.

"etc."

"etc!"

　　Two voices spoke in unison, calling to Eamonn who had planned his escape route.

Eamonn was extremely depressed and asked: "Why don't you run away until I call you the deceitful savior?"

If he could count on that stupid dragon, he would have chosen Volantis according to his third uncle's personality and ruled a free trade city as a prince in advance.

Berron pulled away his little hand, his eyes never leaving the dragon, and asked uncertainly: "It seems to be scaring us?"

“Really?” Aemon asked curiously.

Berron scratched his head: "Not necessarily."

“Then don't run away!”

Speaking, Aemon dragged his brother away from the scene again.

Benila grabbed him by the back collar and said with a worried expression, "Why are you running away? That's Daeron's Tessarian."

The first stop was hers.

Hearing this, Aemon turned around and took a closer look at the dragon.

The wings are dark cobalt blue, and the scales on the claws, crest and belly are as bright as copper foil.

It is very large, with a visual range of more than fifteen meters, and is about to enter adulthood.

Eamonn was startled and muttered in a low voice: "Hey, it seems to be my uncle's dragon."

Berron raised his forehead helplessly: "It's Daeron's dragon."

Daerun loves reading and rarely shows up, let alone traveling with a dragon.

Thessalyon lives deep in the dragon's lair, hidden from others.

Rhaena led Mekar forward and asked curiously: "Belron, do you recognize Theselion?"

"do not know."

Berron shook his head and said doubtfully: "It's just inexplicably familiar."

He always feels this way.

Renya seemed to understand, and changed the subject: "Let's go to the dragon's lair first, there's no need to be afraid of it."

This "it" naturally refers to a certain proud dragon.

　　Tesserion has a noble temperament and climbed out of the cave with graceful movements, his vertical pupils shining with the light of wisdom.

Feeling the gaze of the human cub, he climbed slowly and forcefully to the top of the temporary dragon lair, displaying a pair of cobalt blue wings.

“Hiss!”

Facing the strong sea breeze, it made a long neighing sound.

Berron looked at the giant dragon at the top and sighed: "It's so beautiful, it's almost as beautiful as Yang Yan."

“Tesserion has a lazy personality, but he also loves beauty.”

Renia said with a smile.

Aemon rolled his eyes: "A little female dragon?"

“Who can tell for sure depends on whether it lays eggs.”

Benila ended the topic and walked into the temporary dragon lair gate with her younger brothers and sisters.

The two stone doors have been closed for a long time, and their surfaces are covered with mottled marks.

It took a lot of effort for a few people to push open the gap that was wide enough for one person.

“Hiss!”

“Hiss…”

As soon as he entered, two shrill screams suddenly appeared, followed by a fierce thumping sound.

Benila's face changed slightly when she heard the movement: "Moon Dance!"

The hall was dimly lit, with moss growing everywhere, and two small dragon shadows could be vaguely seen running around.

“Hiss!”

A dragon shadow screamed, flapped its wings and landed in the center of the hall.

Green scales, a pearl-like horn crown, and a pair of gorgeous wing membranes like butterfly stripes.

Yuewu's neck was torn with blood dripping from it.

Seeing the driver appear, he quickly stood in front of Benila like a protector.

"How is this going!"

Benila felt very distressed, holding Yue Wu's neck and looking over it.

Renia also showed sympathy and comforted her sister softly.

Berlon sensed something was wrong and quietly winked at Aemon.

Eamon was even more sensitive than him and had already retreated to the door with no way out.

Just when the brothers tried their best to cover up.

“Hiss…”

The dragon shadow in the darkness flew happily, swinging a long and slender dragon tail like a scorpion tail needle.

Without waiting for Sister Benila's reaction, Meka pointed her finger: “Liar!”

“It's over!”

Berron and Eamonn slapped their foreheads, feeling that the boat of friendship was about to capsize.

“Hiss…”

The liar sprang out from the shadows, his dragon head raised proudly, like a general returning from victory.

Eamonn observed it uneasily.

Dark green scales, intact.

Bright red wing membrane, intact.

The head, neck, paws, and tail are all intact.

“Huh, it's good that you're not hurt.”

Aemon patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

“Hiss…”

The deceiver came forward slimily, his dragon's head cupping the little master's belly, as if begging for praise.

Aemon was embarrassed and secretly glanced at Benila's face.

"snort!"

Benila snorted coldly and turned away sulkily.

Two young dragons come together, with a distance of no more than three meters between them.

Everyone compared the two young dragons with green scales.

Let's talk about age first. Yuewu and Liar are the same age. One hatched in April and the other hatched at the end of December.

Approximately eight months difference.

The deceiver's spirit grows rapidly and is more than four meters long.

Yuewu's development is not slow, but it is still slightly inferior. It has just crossed the four-meter threshold.

Let's look at the details.

Yuewu has a well-proportioned body shape and prefers flexible mobility.

The deceitful spirit has a strong body, a pair of bright red dragon wings, wide and large, and sharp claws, horn crest, and tail tip.

Combined with Moon Dancer's injuries, it is not difficult to guess that a conflict broke out between the two young dragons.

The deceiver has a huge advantage by virtue of his physical strength.

The more Imon looked at it, the more he liked it. He couldn't help but praise it: "Well done, you are a liar."

You will not lose money every time you add a meal.

Benila felt it was even more harsh. Moon Dancer was already injured, so she wanted to rub salt into the wound. She gritted her teeth and said, "Aemon, do you want to be beaten?"

Aemon shrank his neck, hid behind Belron, and said in dissatisfaction: "Brother, come on!"

Berron was stunned for a moment. He looked at himself and Eamonn, who were less than one meter tall, and then compared them with the taller Benila, and swallowed subconsciously.

Berron retreated silently, protecting Aemon in front of him: "Brother, you are the dragon knight."

"you…"

Aemon quickly tried to get out of the way, but was grabbed by the collar by a slender dark-skinned hand.

"Come here!"

There was no kindness in Benila's eyes, only malicious moves.

Girls develop early. At the age of 9, she is tall and can bully a little kid.

“Let me go, brother!”

Aemon was really frightened.

Benila sneered again and again: "You can scream, even if your throat is broken, no one will pay attention to you."

She used to change diapers when she was a child, and she was very willing to do anything.

“Hiss!”

“Hiss…”

The battle between the drivers is about to break out. Two green baby dragons join the battlefield and confront each other from a distance.

Yuewu has suffered losses before and dare not act rashly.

The deceiver watched the little master being beaten, his eyes flashing with anticipation and curiosity.

“What a loyal dragon.”

Berron commented this way.

Soon, Belron left behind the two siblings who were unilaterally beating them up, and walked towards the depths of the dragon's lair with Rhaena and Meka.

The temporary dragon's lair was improved from the castle ruins.

The hall was the main hall in the old days. The upper rooms were full of holes and the wooden stairs were rotten.

The three of them walked down and entered the original cellar.

After decades of development, the cellar walls were broken down and connected to the cliff facing the sea, forming an arc-shaped crypt.

The crypt faces the sea, with sunlight and sea breeze pouring in together.

Having not taken two steps, a slight hissing came from a corner where there was water.

Renya smiled and said, "Dawn, come to me."

A pale pink baby dragon crawled out of the pothole. It looked as beautiful as a colorful butterfly and flew lightly above the heads of the three people.

Berron looked up and said, "Dawn seems to have grown up a little."

Lingming was born with a congenital deficiency, and his development speed was much slower than that of a normal young dragon.

Mingming and Yuewu hatched at the same time, barely reaching two meters in size, and unable to even carry people flying.

Rhaena has long been accustomed to stroking Dawn's pale pink scales.

　　　Ling Li enjoyed the driver's touch very much. The dragon's head arched towards the other person, giving him a small horned crown like a black pearl.

Berron and Meka knelt down and stretched out their hands to fumble together.

Ling Ming was very familiar with them. She cowered in the driver's arms and acted coquettishly, but did not refuse.

After a long time, Renya sat on the ground and asked, "Belron, your dragon egg hasn't hatched yet?"

Her and her sister's dragon eggs were both broken when they were 6 years old.

Berron held his chin in one hand and said honestly: "No, it looks like a stone egg."

His dragon eggs gave birth to Syracuse, whose scales were bronze in color.

Unfortunately, there has been no response.

Renya hesitated: "Have you considered taming a dragon?"

“Yes!” Belron was decisive.

Rhaenyra became interested and asked: "Are you going to tame the young dragon in the dragon's lair in King's Landing, or the masterless dragon?"

　　After a pause, he suggested: "Sir Lannino's Sea Smoke is still wandering near the Dorne Sea. It is an adult dragon like Syracuse and Sunfire. What do you think?"

"Well…"

Berron does not speak, but organizes language.

Meka squatted on the ground, drawing circles on the ground with his little hands, and said: "Brother wants a giant dragon, a real dragon!"

“Meka!”

Berron seemed to have had his little secret revealed, and could not maintain his calm image.

Meka glanced at it, turned around slowly, and muttered softly: "It's not hard to guess what you are thinking."

As he spoke, he was still drawing circles in place.

In with with with withhold with (back) on the back.

In the basket on his back, he placed his dark red dragon egg.

Rhaena snickered, fiddled with Mekar's backpack, and asked: "Belron, why didn't you get a backpack to hold your own dragon eggs?"

Dragon eggs may hatch faster if they are exposed to people for a long time.

She and her sister have tried this before. They never left the dragon egg in their hands.

Berron's expression was unnatural, and he said secretly: "My dragon eggs are placed in the bedroom."

Meka turned around and stared at her brother quietly.

Berron looked at him immediately and clenched his fists.

Meka curled her lips and turned back unhappy.

The two brothers are not honest at all.

Aemon was born a liar, as good as his dragon.

Berron is very honest, but he always tells silly lies, and will get angry when exposed.

“I want a sister, a sister is good.” Meka secretly cursed.

Climax City, guest residence.

Helena was assigned a bedroom facing the sun. She sat upright and round on the balcony, with her knees on her chin and looking out the window.

When you can't ride a dragon, you can only enjoy the outside scenery.

There was a knock on the door.

Helena's ears moved slightly, a warm color appeared in her eyebrows, and she whispered: "Brother, come in."

Rhaegar pushed the door open and asked with a smile: "Are your ears so good?"

“Just remember the sound of your footsteps.”

Helena tilted her cheek, her long silky hair falling down, and her eyes looked warmly.

Rhaegar was stunned for a moment, then closed the door with his backhand.

Then, walk to the balcony.

　　Helena asked playfully: "Sister, have you rested?"

“Coaxing children is tiring.”

Rhaegar nodded first, then laughed: "Why does it look like an affair?"

Helena looked blank and said in surprise: "Isn't it?"

As he spoke, a pair of small hands stretched out and hugged the other person's waist.

Rhaegar had no choice but to let her hug him.

Rhaenyra knew all along and did nothing to stop it.

The two of them are only one formal ceremony away from Jenny's situation.

It should have been held long ago, but it was delayed due to matters in the valley.

(End of this chapter)

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