A dark, vast wilderness.
In front of the huge bonfire formation.
Aphra was sitting in front of the fire array with her chin in her hands, looking at the raging bonfire array in front of her, her eyes a little lost.
From the first time, I was very worried about whether the owner would be burned by the flames.
By now he has become accustomed to his master's behavior.
Although the bonfire array was getting bigger and bigger, the flames were getting bigger and bigger, and the time was getting longer and longer.
But I watched the owner walk out of the fire safe and sound again and again.
An ability that only a miracle can explain.
Aphra now has an almost blind trust in her master Morgan.
But even though I have been with the owner for half a month.
I also watched the owner walk in and out of the bonfire for half a month.
But Aphra never really knew what her master was doing in the bonfire.
The master doesn't say anything.
Of course she wouldn't ask.
But she knew that sooner or later she would find out.
She has been in some trouble lately.
Because the master still didn't touch her, even though the master would still sleep with her in his arms 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 been eating a lot every day in order to get back to her original figure at home as soon as possible.
Although he is much fatter than half a month ago, there is obviously a lot of fat on his body, face and chest.
But because I do a lot, driving for long hours every day, cooking...
Coupled with the fact that the weather has been good, her skin has turned a lot yellower while gaining weight, and she has become stronger.
It is far less fair and smooth than her skin was when she was at home.
Although she muttered to her master, he stroked her arm and said that this wheat-colored skin was better, healthier, and more elastic.
But the master still didn't touch him.
Many times she felt the changes in her master's body while sleeping with her, especially in the early morning.
She knew what it was.
But the master didn't touch her, and she certainly couldn't actively seduce her master like the prostitutes and sluts standing at the door of the brothel.
She can't do it yet and is very unaccustomed to it.
In the midst of random thoughts...
Aphra suddenly lowered her head and opened the collar of her clothes to look inside, and couldn't help but mutter: "This is bigger than them..."
at this time.
"Hiss..."
A strange scream suddenly came from the surroundings.
Aphra was startled.
He stood up immediately and looked around.
In the center of the burning charcoal fire array.
Morgan was excitedly looking at the little guy emerging from the eggshell in front of him.
Adult domestic cats are large and small, with orange eyes and a slightly larger head. From the forehead to the neck, back, and finally the long tail, they are covered with small horns of varying heights.
It appears to have no forelimbs.
But there is a pair of fleshy wings on its back that are obviously longer and wider than the body. The front ends of the fleshy wings are thick and have sharp claws similar to those of the hind limbs. These should obviously be the forelimbs of this little guy.
It is different from the forelimbs that are linked to the fleshy wings.
The hind limbs of the little guy in front of me are very conspicuous. They are thick, strong, and have hooked claws.
Look at the stylish appearance of the little thing in front of you.
Among the few memories Morgan has, the most profound one is of a little guy who looked like this.
But the three little guys in his memory were Daenerys Targaryen's young dragons.
But the one in front of me is my treasure.
A real baby dragon.
Although this little guy looks a bit dark.
Yes, it’s different from the colors of Daenerys Targaryen’s young dragons in my memory.
The one in front of Morgan was really black. Except for the orange eyes, the red tongue in the big mouth and the neat white fangs when he opened his mouth to scream, this little guy was completely black.
Morgan stared at the little guy in front of him.
When the little dragon emerged from the eggshell, he first saw the huge figure in front of him, shaking his head from side to side and looking at Morgan.
Then, it seemed that Morgan was regarded as his father and mother.
The little black guy just looked at it for a few times, then immediately opened his mouth and started shouting.
"Hiss..."
Weird, childish, 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 guy.
But the little dragon didn't make any more noise. Instead, he stepped on the eggshell and jumped into Morgan's arms. He kept rubbing his little head against Morgan's body, and then opened his big mouth towards Morgan.
"Are you hungry?"
Morgan immediately recognized the little guy's behavioral needs.
However, according to the information he didn't know where to read, it seemed that the young dragons would eat the eggshells that hatched themselves when they broke through the air. It was said that the eggshells were extremely nutritious.
And looking at the little guy with a big mouth in Hei Qiuqiu.
This is a very 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 to him by his father and bit it without saying a word.
But the next second.
"Click..."
After a crisp sound.
The little dragon immediately opened its mouth and spit out the cracked eggshell that was broken into half in disgust.
Then he opened his mouth and shouted at Morgan again.
"Hiss..."
"Hiss..."
He looked at the little guy who opened his mouth to eat, and then looked at the broken eggshell that the little guy spat out in disgust.
Morgan smiled.
This time he didn't tease the little guy anymore, and with a slight movement of his mind, a large piece of smoked pork leg appeared in his hand.
Seeing the appearance of meat, the little dragon immediately pounced on it, opened its mouth wide and began to tear into the smoked pork leg.
Watching the little guy Senhan's sharp teeth tear off the smoked pork leg, which is stronger and tighter than raw pork, like razors.
Morgan also gave up the idea of taking out a dagger to cut the little guy's meat and feed it.
The huge charcoal fire array around them was still burning brightly.
Morgan doesn't have too many hard feelings about it now.
After more than half a month of daily incubation.
His current fire resistance is much higher than when he first hatched the dragon egg in the basement of King's Landing.
The center of the fire array.
Morgan was patiently watching his little guy eat in a trance.
From the moment he arrived at King's Landing, he tried every means to find out about the dragon eggs.
Then spend energy and money to buy news and plan preparations.
Then take a big risk to rob the Black Chamber of Commerce caravan dragon egg.
In the last few months, I continued to focus and persevere, studying the size of the charcoal fire array and the flame temperature again and again, and finally hatched the dragon egg.
This was the first time since he came to this world that he was so concerned about something.
Even if I fail again and again, I don't feel discouraged at all.
Finally, this little guy hatched out.
It can be said that this little guy is completely the brainchild of Morgan, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is his son.
Because he hatched the little guy himself.
In other animal kingdoms and the biological world, the first creature that a baby sees when it is born will be considered by the baby to be its mother or father, and will be considered by them to be the closest being.
Morgan was obviously the one the little dragon in front of him believed to rely on.
Only a young dragon would open its mouth to eat like him.
Under Morgan's watchful eye.
The little guy eats very quickly.
It didn't take long.
This smoked pork leg was bigger than the little guy's body. Except for the bones in the middle, all the bacon had been eaten clean.
Look at how this little guy eats.
Probably not full yet.
Morgan was waiting for the little thing to open its mouth again and ask for food.
Unexpectedly, the little guy who had finished eating the smoked pork leg actually opened his mouth and bit on the remaining bare pork leg bone, making a cracking sound.
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. He let go of the pork leg bone after just a few bites, looked up at Morgan again, and then opened his mouth.
Look at the little guy's movements.
Morgan smiled again, his mind moved slightly, and a smoked pork leg appeared in his hand again.
But this is also the last smoked pork leg in his dimensional ring.
If the little guy can't eat enough anymore, he will either have to feed the little guy vegetarian food such as carrots, vegetables, and meat jerky, or he can go hunting himself and kill some fresh meat to feed the little guy.
Because the ring contains a large number of gold coins and many other things, the space is limited.
So what he brought most this time were various vegetables, vegetarian food and various dried meats, followed by food such as sausages and drinks.
They are all what he likes to eat.
He didn't bring any raw meat, and he didn't bring much bacon or fish.
Looking at the smoked pork leg that appeared in front of me again.
The little dragon immediately pounced on it again, biting it with big mouthfuls.
However, after eating a smoked pork leg that was larger than his own body, this time the little dragon didn't look as ferocious and hungry as before.
This time while tearing the bacon, he would raise his head from time to time, look at his old father who was looking at him with a smile, and make one or two sounds that no one could understand.
Morgan looked at the little guy in front of him eating.
I was extremely satisfied.
All the hard work for so long has finally paid off.
The old father in the center of the fire array feeds his young dragon son.
Outside the fire array.
Aphra looked around warily from the beginning.
Now he is staring at the fire array in front of him as the fire slowly becomes smaller.
She really couldn't figure out where the weird cry came from at the beginning.
But the same strange screams came one after another.
She quickly determined that the strange screams were coming from the fire array.
The master has been inside the fire formation.
The weird noise made at this time must be related to the owner.
She couldn't guess the relationship between the sound and its owner.
But she's confident the owner will be fine.
Can walk among the fire at will, can take out various food items out of thin air...
The master possesses abilities comparable to miracles.
Aphra, who was originally freed from the hellish environment of being a slave and had a deep attachment to the master who gave her rebirth, now has extremely firm trust in her master.
Time passed slowly.
As the energy of the charcoal fire array is exhausted, the flames become smaller and smaller.
The center of the fire array.
Morgan watched as the little guy finished eating a smoked pork leg that was about the same size as it.
Then he flapped his wings and struggled to climb onto his shoulders.
Morgan realized that this little guy probably couldn't fly yet.
He stretched out his hand to tease the little guy standing on his shoulder.
After the little dragon stood firm, it immediately opened its mouth next to his ear and started shouting.
Morgan didn't know what the little guy said.
But this feeling made him immediately think of his wife Tariel, daughter Yvonne and son Ulysses far away in Middle-earth.
When my son and daughter were very young, they liked to hang around him and talk nonsense.
Although by the time he left Middle Earth.
The two little guys still like to hang around him and chatter every day.
"I don't know how they are doing now..."
The thought that was suddenly evoked made Morgan a little silent.
It seemed that he noticed the change in his old father's mood.
The little dragon standing on the shoulder once again rubbed his head against the head of his father next to him, and kept shouting something.
Being rubbed like this by the little baby dragon.
Morgan's slightly dull feeling of longing immediately dissipated.
All the efforts I make now are for a better reunion in the future.
Take a long breath.
Morgan stood firm.
He reached out to touch the little guy who was comforting him, and then stood up.
The little one has been born.
From now on, he no longer needs to set up the charcoal fire array every night.
Outside the fire array.
Looking at the figure walking in the fire formation.
Aphra immediately beamed with joy.
When he was about to speak.
She suddenly saw a large, weird-looking little monster standing on the owner's shoulder, opening its mouth and roaring at her.
The sound made by the little monster was exactly the same as the strange cry she just heard.
After briefly talking to Aphra about the little baby dragon.
Aphra, who had always believed in her master, quickly accepted it.
Only then did she realize that the reason why her master entered the charcoal fire formation every day was because of this black little dragon.
Return to the campfire next to 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. He was so emotional just now that he forgot about it for a moment.
Now when he heard Aphra mention it, Morgan immediately became interested.
"Well, let's call it..."
He turned to look at the little guy next to him, and when he was about to ask for a name, he suddenly thought, he still didn't know whether the little guy was a male or a female?
[Digression: Speaking of Dragon Mother, are the three dragons male or female? 】
Think of this.
Morgan immediately reached out and grabbed the little guy on his shoulder.
Then, lift it up and look at the little guy's lower abdomen.
The little young dragon who was caught seemed to sense the bad intentions of his old father and immediately started struggling hard.
It's just that no matter how hard it struggles, it won't help, and the old father's hand won't move at all.
But soon.
After discovering the truth, Morgan let go of the little guy.
The little baby dragon seemed a little angry. It flapped its wings and climbed onto the old father's shoulders again. After shouting a few times in dissatisfaction, he opened his mouth and bit the old father's ear.
Morgan didn't care about the little guy's play either.
After thinking for a moment, he said: "Siglia..."
"Let's call her 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 on, your name will be Siglia..."
It seems that he is aware that he has a name, or perhaps feels the joy of his old father.
The little baby dragon Siglia immediately gave up her old father's ears, opened her mouth and looked up to the sky and roared.
