Winter has just passed.
It is the early spring of the season of hope.
Although there are already a large number of tiny sprouts trying to sprout on the originally dry yellow grassland of the wilderness prairie.
But the cold wind in the middle of the night was still biting.
West of the Dothraki Sea.
In the vast wilderness grassland close to the Fornos Mountains.
Next to two unknown old trees with crooked necks.
The fire was dim.
The two-person team of Morgan and the little maid Aphra now has a lively little dragon Siglia.
The originally harmonious but slightly silent team atmosphere immediately became lively.
"Sir, Siglia seems to understand..."
"It's so smart..."
Aphra skillfully added every food in her hand to the boiling pot, while looking at the little dragon standing on her master's shoulder and roaring excitedly, she smiled.
"clever..."
"Of course the dragon is smart..."
Hearing Aphra's words, Morgan smiled and said nothing.
you do not say.
With his knowledge of dragons.
Whether it's in Middle-earth or the world below.
Dragons can definitely be regarded as powerful magical creatures that stand at the top of the world's food chain.
in his memory.
The dragons in this world don't seem to be able to speak.
At least he knew that Daenerys Targaryen's three future dragons could not speak.
But even if they can't speak, it doesn't seem to affect the wisdom of the three dragons.
Especially the largest one, which seems to be a giant dragon named "Drogon".
Of course, Morgan's understanding of the dragons in this world is basically due to the few memory images in his mind, as well as some information he has obtained before.
Although he doesn't know enough about the dragons in this world.
But he still knows a lot about the dragon Smaug, who he had close contact with in Middle-earth.
Because the other party is not only eloquent, but also has wisdom comparable to that of human beings, and is even more cunning, cunning, and cruel.
As for combat effectiveness, there is nothing to say.
To be honest, the life level of creatures like giant dragons is higher than that of humans.
A true advanced life form.
But as far as the dragons Morgan has come into contact with are concerned.
Not to mention the strength value.
In terms of intelligence, the dragon Smaug in Middle-earth seems to be smarter than the dragons in this world.
But even so.
Even little Siglia can't speak.
Morgan is also very satisfied.
His original idea of finding dragon eggs and trying to hatch baby dragons was a very bold and ridiculous idea.
But thankfully.
He persisted step by step.
Only then did little Siglia arrive.
"Of course the dragon is smart..."
"So Aphra, don't speak ill of it, it can understand..."
Morgan laughed.
As he said this, he turned to look over his shoulder at the little dragon Siglia who had stopped shouting and was looking at the pot above the campfire.
Morgan immediately understood something.
Isn't this little guy full yet?
After eating two smoked pork legs that are the same size as yourself, you are still not full?
This little guy eats a lot.
He looked at Siglia, who was staring intently at the boiling pot above the campfire in front of him.
Morgan knew that he would be busy next, at least until he reached the next Free Trade City-state, "Fornos".
He has to manually hunt for little Siglia.
After all, fresh flesh is more suitable for young dragons than smoked pork legs.
"I won't say anything bad about Siglia..."
"I love that it's not too late."
After hearing the master's words, Aphra finished adding the spices in her hands and immediately smiled.
at this time.
Sigria, who was standing on Morgan's shoulder, looked at the fragrant boiling pot in front of her. As she looked at it, she suddenly spread her wings and started to flap.
As Siglia flapped its wings vigorously, its entire body immediately rose up, its strong legs began to faintly leave its old father's shoulders, and it was about to fly.
The next second.
Siglia, who had just left her old father's shoulders, immediately fell from the air.
Morgan on the side had quick eyes and quick hands, and reached out his hand to catch the fallen little Siglia.
Little Siglia didn't seem to be discouraged after her first attempt at flying failed.
It immediately jumped out of the old father's hands, and then flapped its wings and climbed onto the old father's shoulders again.
Morgan, who noticed the little guy's movements this time, quickly realized that Siglia was probably learning to fly.
So this time.
Watching little Siglia stagger and fly out of his shoulders, and then fall again.
Morgan didn't extend his hand this time.
Let little Siglia fall straight to the ground.
Although this is Morgan's first time raising a pet, it is still a young dragon.
But how can you never see a pig running if you haven't eaten pork?
I have experience raising children.
After realizing that little Siglia was practicing trying to fly.
He immediately gave up the interference and allowed Siglia to try and throw herself.
After all, growing up is always painful.
Little Siglia, who fell for the second time, did not disappoint Morgan.
After flapping his wings again and climbing onto his shoulders, the little guy flapped his wings again and continued to try to fly.
It seems to be based on the previous two experiences.
This time, little Siglia seemed to fly more smoothly with her wings, and she also flew a little further.
Although it still quickly fell to the ground.
But Morgan clearly saw the little guy's progress.
This progress is really fast.
As Morgan watched little Siglia climb onto his shoulders again, looking forward to its next flight.
After Siglia climbed up on his shoulders, she just stood next to his ear, stretched out her little head and kept rubbing her face, and kept making strange sounds like coquettishness from her mouth.
Morgan smiled, reached out and touched Siglia's little head to comfort her.
Then he took the soup bowl from Aphra.
This time, I made a late-night snack with carrots, mushrooms, and dried mutton. The color of the thick soup is red or white. It not only looks appetizing, but also smells delicious.
Morgan was about to eat it.
Suddenly, a black Qiuqiu's little head next to him stretched out to the soup bowl in front of Morgan and kept sniffing.
It seems that the little guy is interested.
Morgan reached out and put the mutton, carrot and mushroom soup in front of little Siglia's head.
But this time Morgan guessed wrong.
Little Siglia sniffed it for a long time, and after confirming that it was not something she liked to eat, she ignored it and just stood on her old father's shoulder and watched quietly.
Morgan then picked up the soup bowl and started eating and drinking.
Because of the arrival of little Siglia, he enjoyed this late-night snack very happily.
When Aphra put everything away.
It was almost late at night and early in the morning.
Aphra took off her thick coat and lay on the quilt in the carriage wearing thin pajamas.
Morgan is still busy.
In order to prevent little Siglia from running out at night, he planned to tie the little guy up with something.
It is definitely not possible to use ropes such as cloth strips, which will be easily bitten by Siglia.
But he didn't prepare the iron chain used to tie the little dragon.
I rummaged around and couldn't find anything suitable.
Morgan could only close the carriage door and windows tightly, then looked at the little guy and said seriously: "You can't run around at night."
Then, regardless of little Siglia's resistance, she tucked the little guy into the bed next to her.
At this time, he felt the thinly dressed little slave girl Aphra on the other side approaching him and hugging his arm tightly.
Morgan immediately felt a little distraught as he hadn't tasted meat for a while.
Although Aphra is still a little weak, her body has basically recovered.
Because of her life in the wilderness for the past half month: driving and cooking, her originally pale skin turned into a wheat color, making her look firmer, more elastic, healthier and more energetic.
but.
The two of them haven't showered in half a month.
Although the weather is not hot, it is still very cold, especially at night.
But Morgan really didn't have any extra thoughts.
He is quite picky about that kind of thing.
Although the little slave girl next to her is pretty and delicious.
But he didn't have any thoughts before, and now that there is a little baby dragon Siglia beside him, he has no thoughts anymore.
But fortunately, the next stop: the Free Trade City of Fornos is almost here.
According to the current travel speed.
It would take him about five days to reach Fornos.
The night passed quickly.
Early the next morning.
It was just getting dark.
Morgan woke up from his sleep on time, opened his eyes, and saw that the place on his right where the baby dragon Siglia had been sleeping was empty. His heart tightened, and he was about to get up to check.
next moment.
There was movement immediately from the right side of the bed.
Soon, he saw a dark little head emerging from the quilt on the right side, watching the old father shaking his little head from side to side.
"The little guy is so good..."
Morgan smiled and reached out to touch little Siglia's head before getting up.
He was woken up by Morgan's movement.
Aphra beside her also rubbed her eyes and started to get up.
It didn't take long.
When Aphra quickly cooked breakfast, the little baby dragon Siglia opened her mouth wide at her old father Morgan.
Realizing that the hunt was urgent, Morgan had no choice but to take out various dried meats from the dimensional ring for the little guy to try.
Fortunately, little Siglia was not interested in the dried beef and mutton jerky, but she opened her mouth to the sausage.
In the end, more than half of the sausage inventory in Morgan's dimensional ring was eaten.
Little Siglia was finally full.
Breakfast is finished.
Aphra put away the dishes.
Morgan was sitting in front of the carriage teasing little Siglia.
At this time, he looked at the little guy and suddenly said: "Why do I think Siglia seems to have grown a little bigger?"
"Afra, come here and take a look..."
Aphra, who heard her master's voice, quickly came over.
After observing carefully, he immediately said: "It has indeed become a bit bigger..."
"How can this little guy grow up so fast..."
Aphra's voice of surprise was heard.
Morgan said nothing.
He knew how big this little guy would be in the future.
If it grows according to that huge size, for a young dragon, as long as there is enough food, it is really not strange to change one day.
Think of this.
Morgan's pressure is even greater. He needs to kill enough prey to feed the young dragon Siglia.
It's just winter.
Hunting in this wild grassland is not easy.
Because prey is scarce.
in the following time.
Aphra drives with full force.
Morgan has been looking for prey with all his strength, holding the "Galatrim Bow" presented by Lady Galadriel from the world of Middle-earth.
No matter whether they are big or small, flying in the sky or running on the ground.
As long as they appear in Morgan's sight, almost everyone will suffer.
Although since the little dragon Siglia was hatched, Morgan has never been idle.
But he enjoyed the sense of accomplishment of raising the little dragon with his own hands.
that's all.
The little slave girl Aphra drives the car.
Morgan hunts.
The young dragon Siglia followed along, eating and drinking.
In the blink of an eye.
Five days flew by.
At noon on the sixth day.
A huge and majestic city appeared in Morgan's sight.
The Free Trade City of Fornos is coming.
at the same time.
King's Landing in Westeros.
Inside the Red Keep of the Royal Castle.
King Robert Baratheon, who was seriously injured by a wild boar while out hunting in the city a few days ago, was also on his deathbed.
Deep inside the Red Keep.
In a bright and spacious room with exquisite and luxurious decoration.
It was crowded with many powerful noble ministers from the kingdom.
There are Prime Minister Eddard Stark, Queen Cersei Lannister, Captain of the Kingsguard, Lord Chancellor Renly Baratheon, Grand Maester Pycelle, Lord Chancellor Petyr Baelish, And there's Prince Joffrey.
On the exquisite and luxurious bed in the center of the room.
King Robert Baratheon looked pale and was looking at his "eldest son" Joffrey and said: "I should have spent more time with you, but it was too late..."
"I hope you can be a real man, go ahead..."
After the explanation, Joffrey stood up and stood aside.
"Cough cough cough..."
At this time, King Robert Baratheon suddenly coughed several times, and a bright red color suddenly appeared on his pale face.
I feel like my body is getting weaker and weaker.
Robert Baratheon had immediately changed his previous plan to explain to everyone one by one, and immediately said: "Eddie stays, everyone else gets out!"
The king spoke.
No one dares to violate it, even if he is dying now.
Littlefinger Petyr Baelish, Grand Maester Pycelle, Renly Baratheon and the other ministers immediately turned around and opened the door and walked out.
Queen Cersei Lannister looked at Eddard Stark, who was already sitting in front of her husband, looking extremely anxious.
She specifically spent a lot of effort to have her husband's usual wine drink replaced by the strongest wine. This led to her husband Robert making a mistake when dealing with the wild boar and was seriously injured by the wild boar.
Now I see my husband dying.
The person sitting in front of her husband's window was not her wife, nor was she the eldest son of the first heir.
It was actually the Prime Minister Eddard Stark.
You must know that the other party already knows that she is unfaithful to her husband. Neither Joffrey nor the other two children belong to her husband.
If Eddard Stark told his husband everything.
With Robert Baratheon's character, let alone the position of king, there was no guarantee that he and his three children could survive.
What should we do!
No, Ed Stark must not be left alone!
If he stays, he will be finished!
Cersei Lannister was extremely anxious but had no choice.
"Honey..."
Cersei Lannister couldn't help but speak out.
But Robert Baratheon didn't want to listen at all, and shouted directly: "Get out!"
The idea of staying was in vain.
Cersei Lannister was filled with hatred, glanced at Eddard Stark, gritted her teeth, turned around, opened the door and walked out.
The luxurious room immediately became quiet.
Eddard Stark looked at his old friend lying on the bed with a weak face.
I felt a little uneasy in my heart.
As long as he revealed that Queen Cersei Lannister had cheated on her, Joffrey and the other three children were not descendants of the Baratheon family.
The Lannister family will definitely be defeated in King's Landing!
what to do?
Say it or not?
