Chapter 31 Dream Fire

Looking at the dark hole in front of him, Rega was slightly stunned and murmured softly:

"Sir, do you think I can tame a dragon?"

Ilic's expression changed and he said in a panic: "Absolutely not, there is a violent adult dragon inside, and the king will not allow you to take risks!"

"Why?"

Rhaegar looked directly at the white knight and asked, "Do you think I can't tame a giant dragon?"

"No, that's not what I meant."

Ilic tried hard to organize his words and said earnestly: "It is not easy to get the recognition of the dragon. You should think about it in the long term."

"But I want to try, ser."

Rhaegar took a step forward and took a deep breath: "My sister can control a dragon and fly at the age of 7. After this winter, I will also be 7 years old."

"She can do it, but there's no reason why I can't."

There was another sentence that Rhaegar did not say.

He possesses the [blood and fire origin] and has extremely high resistance to flames.

The ancient Valyrian bloodline is also strong enough, making it easier to gain recognition from the dragon.

"I will not promise you, prince."

Ilic stopped in front of Rhaegar and said solemnly: "I once swore to the king that I would protect his eldest son. I can't watch you put yourself in danger."

"But you also swore to me that you would do your best to complete the tasks I assigned you, no matter life or death, no matter honor or disgrace."

Rhaegar yelled loudly, staring at the white knight in front of him.

Perhaps the nightmare, the prefix, and Rhaenyra's neglect all combined at this moment.

Rhaegar's heart was filled with a chaotic and extremely negative emotion.

Like the fear of nightmares, or dissatisfaction with the prefix, or even jealousy of my sister...

He is Rhaegar Targaryen.

Targaryens are never weak!

Behind him is the lair of Dreamfire. Rhaegar wants to tame this dragon and use it to win honor and respect.

Eric couldn't stop him.

Because he is a white knight, he must keep his oath.

Rhaegar looked solemn and gave an order to Ilic for the first time: "Now, Rhaegar, the eldest son of Viserys I, is giving you an order to stay where you are and not to disobey!"

"Prince, you..."

Ilic wanted to dissuade him, but Rhaegar shouted: "Keep quiet, sergeant!"

With the oath on his body, Ilic could not live up to the white robe on his shoulders. He stood at attention with a struggling expression and gripped the hilt of the sword.

"Very well, oath-keeping white knight."

Rhaegar walked past Ilic, glanced at Menas who was stunned at the side, and said: "Ilic stayed outside the lair to take care of him. If nothing happens to you, you can go back."

Hearing the words of Rega, who was trying to become a noble, Menas shuddered and said excitedly: "No! I want to stay with you. I am familiar with the habits of dragons and can help you."

He also hopes to gain the prince's approval and escape the injustice of fate.

How could he shrink back at such a critical moment?

Rega looked at him strangely and saw that he was looking forward to death. Then he nodded and said, "Okay, if I can tame the Dream Fire, I will credit you with it."

"Yes, Your Highness!"

When Menas heard this, he became even more excited. He bravely walked up to Rhaegar and entered the cave entrance first to clear the way.

Rhaegar did not refuse, and turned back to Ilic and said calmly: "He is braver than you, Sir."

After that, Rega quickly followed Menas, and his figure disappeared into the dark hole.

Eric closed his eyes in pain, feeling mixed emotions in his heart.

His duty is to protect the prince's safety.

But the prince was obviously more adventurous.

…

Entering the lair, Menas picked up a torch from the ground and lit it skillfully, bringing light to the pitch-black space.

A fire suddenly illuminated the dark environment, and Rega subconsciously covered his eyes to avoid the bright light.

After entering the lair, Menas' excitement subsided greatly and he said nervously: "Your Highness, Menghuo has lived in the dragon's lair for many years and has a very violent temper. You can try to observe it from a distance."

"I will, Maester."

Rega nodded, tilted his head and said, "Are you familiar with the environment here?"

Menas smiled shyly: "Yes, Bachelor Bath stipulates that the dragon lair must be checked regularly. Other bachelors can't stand the smell of dragon dung, so I will complete this task."

"I see. It seems that you are very responsible for your work."

Noting that Menas was leading the way with ease, Rhaegar felt that this man was a promising person.

"Your Highness, I usually bring one or two dragonflies with me when I enter the lair. They speak High Valyrian and can sing songs to appease the dragons."

After being praised, Menas blushed and told an important message.

At this point, he no longer considered whether the prince in front of him really wanted to tame the dragon?

Or whether it can be tamed successfully.

He just wanted to express himself and get the prince's attention.

Rega stared at his back and secretly cursed: "The great young man who has been suppressed for many years is too impatient."

But it doesn't matter, don't worry about it, as long as it's useful.

Rhaegar whispered: "Valyrian is my mother tongue, I can try it."

Since gaining proficiency in Old Valyrian, he recalled some images that stuck deep in his memory.

That was when he was little.

Probably before the age of three.

At that time, he was in a coma all year round and his life was in danger.

What no one knew was that he was briefly awake at that time, but he was too weak to open his eyes, which was the same as falling asleep.

But his sense of hearing, touch and smell are fine.

For many brief moments when he was half asleep and half awake, Rhaegar could hear soft humming in his ears.

He didn't know where the sound was coming from.

Sometimes the owner of the voice would caress his face and kiss his forehead.

Although I can't see with my eyes, I can't speak with my mouth.

But he remembered the voice of the owner of the song, and his nose could smell a faint pungent smell.

After waking up, he forgot the content of the song.

But he knew what that faint smell was.

Dragon stench similar to the smell of sulfur.

Now, he could roughly recall the content of the ballad, which was a ballad in the ancient Valyrian language.

Clearing his throat, Rhaegar imitated the soft tone in his memory and slowly hummed the song called "The Shepherd's Sunset".

The tender voice of a child suddenly came from the darkness, dispelling the inner uneasiness.

"Roar……"

As the song was humming, a huge creature deep in the lair opened its eyes and raised its head in confusion.

The underground lair is not spacious, and the distance is not as deep as the tunnel.

Rhaegar soon came to a more open underground space.

With the flickering light of the fire, the ground was littered with the bones of many large livestock, as well as the smelly dragon dung.

Wow…

The fire suddenly swayed violently, the dull air became hot, and the clanging sound of chains being dragged sounded from the shadows.

"Give me the torch, it's enough for you to wait here for me."

Through the firelight, Rhaegar saw a giant creature lying in the corner, and knew that it was the giant dragon Menghuo.

Menas obediently handed over the torch, leaned close to the wall, and said anxiously: "Your Highness, you must be careful, and run away immediately if you can't do anything."

"I will, pray for me!"

Rhaegar didn't like the warnings that seemed to be parting from life or death, so he hummed a song and moved forward slowly.

Approach the huge figure in the corner.

This is the last update. I hope all book friends will support me and give the author more encouragement.

Menghuo is a relatively gentle dragon, and being out of the sun in its lair all year round makes it even more irritable.