Game of Thrones: The Bronze and Fire Lord

"Bloodborne Fruit!!"

Aemon's eyes widened and he sat up from the bed.

Accelerate body growth after eating?

Doesn't that mean that dragons can also eat it?

"This is the first time a rare fruit has been created."

Aemon was cautious and carefully checked the introduction of [Bloodborne Fruit].

After repeating it several times, he was sure that was what he thought.

Without hesitation, he reached out and poked.

Bo~

The azure card shattered in an instant and turned into a stream of shining light and fell into his hand.

Aemon opened his hand and saw a round red fruit.

There are tiny patterns on the surface, resembling a red apple.

"Is this the Blood Fruit?"

Eamonn looked at it again and again, then put it in front of his nose and sniffed it gently.

There is no fruity fragrance, but a faint coppery smell.

Like rotten fruit infested with mold and worms.

"The treasure has concealed itself, and I must not be able to see it with my naked eyes."

With a stern look on his face, Aemon stuffed it into the pouch in the mouth of the golden-nosed rat.

"Zhizhi."

The golden-nosed rat has a bulging mouth and a look of disgust in its small eyes.

It seems to be saying, Master, what did you stuff for me?

"Huh?"

Aemon's eyes looked strange.

A treasure that can make living things grow rapidly, the golden-nosed rat, which has always been sensitive to magic, has no reaction at all.

Is it possible...

Eamonn slapped the bed board and figured it out: "The golden-nosed rat is already an adult, and it's useless to eat it!"

The prerequisite for rapid growth is that there is still room for growth.

Aemon thought about it and said in surprise: "The dragon's body will continue to grow. It is a perfect match for the Blood Fruit."

Thinking of this, the whole person was eager to try.

This time he went out right in front of his house, and he didn't ride Womisol.

Otherwise, the arrogant old dragon must be given good fruit to eat.

…

The next day.

The morning sun rises, and mist spreads over the blue sea.

It was as if the smooth mirror had become foggy.

"Yo yo."

Eamonn rode the white deer to the beach and looked at several small broken boats fishing for fish in the sea.

After learning about the situation in the small fishing village, I was about to leave.

First, go back to Runestone City to wake up Wormisor and drive away the fish thieves on the east coast.

Restore the living standards of fishermen.

"Prince, I left two golden dragons for that fisherman's family."

Steve came silently and reported the mission.

Aemon smiled lightly, reassured by the White Knight's loyalty.

"Hiss!"

Suddenly, a high-pitched roar came from the sea, and a faint sea mist stirred up waves.

Aemon's hand holding the reins paused, and he suddenly raised his eyes.

Then I saw a small wooden boat about to return, with dozens of whitebait flapping in the fishing net.

call out!

A light gray-white dragon shadow flashed past, picked up the big fish that fell out of the fishing net, and quickly escaped by fanning the strong wind.

So fast and so agile.

At first glance, he looks like a repeat offender!

"That's it."

Aemon gritted his back teeth.

His Royal Highness does not hold grudges at all, and has long forgotten about having his catch stolen for several days in a row.

"Tell the fishermen to come back and don't disturb the wild dragon Gray Shadow."

Aemon gave the order decisively, vowing to safeguard the rights and interests of the people in the territory.

There are three wild dragons in Dragonstone, and Gray Shadow is undoubtedly the smallest and youngest one.

According to what I just saw, the body is about six or seven meters long.

Perhaps the living environment of wild dragons is not good and they often suffer from hunger.

Gray Shadow develops slowly and is still in the category of young dragon.

"Yes, Prince."

William held his head high and took two valley knights to call for help.

His Royal Highness wants to drive away the wild dragon, and no one, including the White Knight, questions it.

After all, even someone as powerful as Wormisor was impressed by His Highness the Prince.

A relatively docile little wild dragon might as well be captured at your fingertips.

Half an hour later.

On the empty beach, a fishing net is spread out, with hundreds of live fish jumping back and forth.

Every house in the small fishing village closed its doors and made no sound.

Eamonn hid behind a rock and kept an eye on the sea fog.

A simple dragon trap.

As long as Gray Shadow is greedy, he will find out immediately.

When one person and one dragon meet, they can try to communicate.

Aemon is confident that he will drive the little wild dragon back to Dragonstone so that he will no longer cause trouble to the fishermen in the small fishing village.

quite a while.

The mist on the sea gradually dissipated, and the sun was shining brightly.

Eamonn waited for a long time, somewhat doubting the feasibility of the plan.

Thump edge thump edge!

Suddenly, a light gray-white baby dragon flew out from behind another rock on the shore.

Aemon was stunned when he saw this, and his head was filled with questions.

No, it's behind the reef anyway.

Look at the distance between the two rocks, it's less than a hundred meters.

When did you hide?

"Hiss!"

The gray shadow jumped all the way, landed on the fishing net, stared at the big fish, and couldn't help but feast.

It saw humans releasing fish.

But if you are hungry, you still have to eat.

"What a fish thief, I caught him in action."

Aemon sneered and stared at the little thief dragon.

Not to mention, the appearance is not bad.

It has light gray-white smooth scales all over its body, its body is unusually slender, and it has a pair of mist-like wings.

There are a pair of small horns on the top of its head, and its sharp claws and fangs are as white as porcelain.

It can't be said to be gorgeous, but it is very exquisite.

Eamonn compared the size and found that it was only about six meters, and he boldly walked out of the reef beach.

"Hiss?"

Gray Shadow was enjoying his meal when he saw the silver-haired human coming out and was startled.

It flapped its wings and was reluctant to leave the fishing net.

"Don't be afraid, I don't mean any harm."

Aemon raised his hands, communicated in advanced Valyrian, and approached slowly step by step.

Gray Shadow's sapphire vertical pupils flashed, picked up a big fish, and moved back vigilantly.

"Hiss!"

Seemingly feeling ashamed, he roared at the other party to protest, but the big fish in the dragon's mouth fell first.

Gray Shadow was very anxious, picked up the big fish again, raised his head and swallowed it in one gulp.

"You are very hungry, right?"

Aemon kept walking and picked up a live fish jumping on the gravel, like a dragon dealer who abducted a young dragon.

"Hiss!"

Gray Shadow tilted his head and stared at the other party for a while.

Inexplicably familiar, he moved closer and sniffed from a few meters away.

Suddenly, the sapphire vertical pupils flashed brightly.

It remembered.

When the other party was a child, he also invited it to eat fish.

Gray Shadow immediately felt at ease and buried his head in eating the big fish, looking like he had been hungry for a long time.

"You are not brave when you should be brave, and you are not timid when you should be brave."

Emon smiled cunningly and pounced on him in an instant.

"Hiss!"

Gray Shadow was shocked. He didn't expect to be stabbed in the back.

"You can't run away, damn fish thief!"

Emon flashed forward, raised his hand to hug the slender dragon neck, and threw it down with a wrestling technique.

Poor Gray Shadow didn't have time to resist, his neck was hit by a huge force, and then he fell to the ground with a plop.

"Hiss! Hiss!"

The cry was sharp, and the wings and hind legs flapped hard, raising a large piece of gravel, but were tightly entangled by the fishing net.

It was really unlucky.

"Fish thief, you are finished."

Emon was very strong, and he fought with the young dragon, but he was not at a disadvantage.

Gray Shadow was stronger, but he was not good at fighting, so he couldn't break free.

He screamed in panic, and his claws tore the fishing net to pieces.

One man and one dragon competed with each other, struggling and rolling on the beach, and the stalemate lasted for a long time.

"Seven layers of hell!"

William and others hid in the distance and watched, their jaws almost dislocated.

Due to the lack of the prince's order, they could only stay where they were and stamped their feet anxiously.

Fortunately, the result was good.

Aemon used his amazing perseverance to hold down the slender dragon's neck.

"Hiss!"

The gray shadow made a sharp explosion, and his body was almost twisted into a knot, but he couldn't struggle free.

The dragon's only weakness is the eyes, and the rest of the body is covered with scales.

But the neck is slender and relatively weak.

Whether it is a young dragon or an adult dragon, locking the neck with an iron chain is a way of imprisonment.

The gray shadow panicked and opened his mouth to spit out dragon flames.

Seeing the hot orange flames rising and about to rush out of his throat.

"Shut up!"

Aemon was quick-eyed and quick-handed, pinching the young dragon's jaw and lifting it up, forcibly holding back the dragon flames.

Puff!

Gray Shadow had little experience, and hastily retracted the dragon flame, with a puff of black smoke coming out of his mouth.

He instantly became limp, and collapsed to the ground with a gloomy look.

He seemed to have been played to death.

Imon's heart was as hard as iron, and he said sternly: "Fish thief, I caught you."

In the last book, Gray Shadow did not have a driver at the end.

In this book, he made up for it and followed His Royal Highness the Prince.

Three big meals of fish a day, full of food.