Chapter 322 Dragon Eggs and Wild Dragons

Three days later.

Longshan, Eastern Mountains.

"Give me your hand and push hard with your feet."

"Wait a minute, I haven't stepped on it yet."

"..."

On the steep hillside, Rhaegar was half lying on the rock wall, reaching out to pull Aemond up.

Rustling, rustling...

After a strenuous climb, Aemond climbed up the steep slope and fell to the ground out of breath and exhaustion.

"Take a good breath, the nest is right in front of you."

Rega took out the water bag and drank a few sips of water, then handed it over.

Looking around, the two brothers were standing on a steep peak, with their silver hair fluttering in the salty sea breeze.

The mountain is barren of grass and covered with sharp gravel, several miles away from the towering active volcano.

"Hiss..."

A harsh neighing sound was heard, and the sound of gravel came from the top of the mountain. A sheep thief with brown mud-colored scales was lying on a cliff, looking down at the brothers with a sly look.

Emond heard the sound and glanced, his face fell: "I will only accept this idiot until he is exhausted."

After many days apart, he gradually accepted the fact that he had gained the favor of the sheep thief.

Unexpectedly, the sheep thief caused him trouble.

This steep and dangerous peak is the territory of sheep thieves, and their daily nest is in a cave on the top of the mountain.

This mud dragon was stalking him, insisting that the silver-haired boy come to its lair once.

"It's still awkward. There may be some treasure in its lair. I'm reluctant to throw it away, so I asked you to find it."

Rhaegar rubbed Aemond's head in amusement, stood up and continued climbing.

Gluttony was slightly injured in the battle with Silver Wing, and he has been resting on the edge of the sea cliff for the past two days to recuperate.

The sheep thief was also injured when he dealt with Yang Yan, and because he was disliked by Aemond, he was not allowed to climb on the dragon's back.

Aemond's eyes dimmed and he said sadly: "I would rather not have the treasure. I just want to take a boat back to King's Landing with my father and the others."

The day after Viserys tamed Wormithor, Rhaegar explained all the troubles one by one.

The vacation ended early, and the overwhelmed king led his family back to King's Landing in a hurry to solve the problem.

Aemond was entangled by sheep thieves and forced to stay on Dragonstone.

At this moment, only Aemond, the four storms who don't know the truth, and Rhaegar, who is looking after the underage, are left on the island.

The sun gradually climbed up and the time came to noon.

Rega climbed to the top of the mountain first and breathed a deep sigh of relief: "I haven't been so active for a long time."

Looking around, Longshan Mountain stretches far and wide, spreading under the blue sky.

Emond quickly climbed up, sweating profusely from exhaustion.

"Hiss..."

The sheep thief neighed and stood on the top of the mountain to flap his wings, as if to show off his majestic appearance.

Rhaegar shook his head and laughed, took the depressed Aemond in his arms, and groped towards the mountain cave filled with sheep bones and dragon dung.

The entrance to the cave is narrow, and the interior space is wider than expected and not that deep, like a natural cave.

The two brothers walked into the cave, walked through the bones and rotten stones everywhere, and soon saw an unusual... nest.

The dragon's lair is best located near a volcano to fully enjoy the high temperature of the underground magma.

Secondly, there are underground caves like Dragon Cave, which are dark and stuffy.

Rhaegar looked at the fake bird's nest mixed with rotten wood, stone and mud in front of him in astonishment, and said speechlessly: "Aemond, you really found a treasure. The sheep thief is definitely not an ordinary dragon."

"Rhaegar, please stop talking." Aemond covered his face with his hands and didn't even look.

Rega's brows knitted into a knot, and he said complicatedly: "Let's see what's in the lair first."

He vaguely remembered that the habits of wild dragons were different from those of dragons domesticated since childhood. The most intuitive reason was the difference in living environment.

Also a wild dragon, Gray Shadow used to live on the east coast of Dragonstone Island and found a cliff cave where seabirds were neighbors.

The glutton has no nest. It always lives wherever it wants, or flies around the world.

In contrast, the sheep thief's lair makes sense.

It was difficult for the brothers to walk across the bones on the ground.

The grotto is filled with bones, rotten stones, and dragon dung.

Rhaegar looked carefully and found that 99% of the bones were goats, with scattered large dog and human skeletons visible.

There are quite a few human skeletons among them, more than ten scattered here and there.

"As expected of the wild dragon that has had the most contact with humans."

Rhaegar sighed, the danger of wild dragons rising to a new level in his mind.

"Rhaega, come and see, what is this!"

The Aymond people have smaller bodies and are more flexible. They walked through the dragon dung pile without being too dirty and took the lead in climbing up the giant "dragon's nest" with a stilted appearance.

Hearing this, Rhaegar stopped delaying and rushed over in a few steps.

Climbing along the exposed logs of the dragon's nest, the collapsed part in the middle is revealed.

Piles of gems of different colors, broken wooden boxes that rotted to reveal golden light, scattered broken swords, broken armor...

They are all shiny items that dragons like.

Rega glanced away, his eyes were attracted by the two oval dragon eggs piled in the pile of gems, and he said in surprise: "Dragon eggs?"

"Yes, it's still a dragon egg that can hatch."

Emond volunteered to hold out two dragon eggs, his little face full of excitement.

Rhaegar took over and took a look. There were two dragon eggs, one green and one light purple, both of which were capable of hatching.

"Could the green dragon egg be Silver Wing's egg?" Emond touched it carefully.

"It is estimated that Vhagar has stopped laying eggs for a long time, and only Silver Wing is suitable."

Rega weighed the two dragon eggs, looked sideways outside the cave, and asked strangely: "The sheep thief still has a habit of stealing dragon eggs?"

He thought only gluttons would do such things.

But gluttons mainly eat to satisfy their cravings.

"What if the eggs were laid by a sheep thief?" Emond made a bold guess.

Rega thought for a moment, shook his head and said: "Dragons have no gender, but they have habits. Sheep thieves don't look like dragons that can lay eggs, otherwise we wouldn't be allowed to come and get them."

Emond's eyes were bright and he said "Oh" as if he was relieved.

"Don't waste time. You found the dragon eggs. When you have children, you can choose from these two." Rega said cheerfully.

Aemond curled his lips and stopped talking.

Soon, the brothers walked out of the cave.

Aemond took off his cloak and held two dragon eggs astride Rhaegar's waist.

Rhaegar did not live up to the good intentions of the sheep thief, and used the space bracelet to directly empty the pile of gems in the lair and the scraps of gold in the box.

It just so happened that the construction of Harrenhal and the training of the Dauntless cost him a lot of money, so he could make up a little bit of it.

He and Eamond agreed to split the bill and pay the sheep thief for free.

Time gradually came to afternoon.

The two brothers climbed down the mountain slowly, chatting every now and then.

Since his quarrel with Aegon, Aemond has been accustomed to chatting with his elder brother Rhaegar, talking about dragon training, war, and managing fiefdoms.

Rega didn't hide anything, and pointed out some issues in a targeted manner.

Compared to Aegon, who is in bad shape, Aemond can take a lot of pressure off of him if he can take charge of his own role.

"Hiss..."

Suddenly, the sheep thief flew from afar, pierced the rock with his sharp claws, and stopped on a cliff.

"What's wrong with it?" Rhaegar asked guiltily.

The two brothers had just vacated someone else's lair, so they might be looking for trouble.

Aemond shook his head blankly. He and the sheep thief had no connection and could not sense each other's emotions.

"Hiss..."

The sheep thief neighed sharply, and the withered dragon head came to the cliff for a sniff, then flapped its wings excitedly and took to the air.

With this look, it seemed that he had discovered some great enemy.

Rega frowned slightly and said, "You continue to climb down, and I'll take a look."

Dragons are very territorial creatures, and the sheep thief reacted much like being invaded by other creatures.

Click——

Trampling on the rugged rocks, Rhaegar slowly approached and saw clearly the situation on the cliff.

In addition to the holes pierced by the sheep thief when he first settled down, there are also several messy huge claw marks on the rock mass.

The claw mark has three fingers and is unusually large.

Lei Jia perked up and said in surprise: "Dragon?"

Regardless of what kind of animal can climb up the steep cliff, only a dragon can leave the claw marks in terms of shape and size.

Judging from the size of the claw marks, they are larger than Syracuse and Yang Yan, but much smaller than the Sheep Stealer.

Thoughts were running through Rhaegar's mind, and he speculated: "It's not a dragon on the island, it's a wild dragon!"

Among the dragons in the family, the first generation Vhagar, the second generation Glutton, and Vormisor are all real giant dragons, and their size is far larger than that of the Sheep Stealer.

Silver Wing and Dream Fire are also larger than the Sheep Stealer, and the claw marks are not theirs.

The third generation of Coraxio and Melias were slightly smaller than the sheep thief, but larger than the size of a claw mark.

The fourth generation of Syracuse, Sun Flame, Sea Smoke, and Gray Shadow are all more than twice the size of the Sheep Stealer, and they obviously cannot leave such large claw marks.

Rhaegar silently calculated that the age of this wild dragon fluctuated around forty or fifty, and its size was larger than that of the fourth-generation dragon in the family, but inferior to that of the third-generation dragon.

An idea flashed in his mind, and Rhaegar couldn't help but said to himself: "The wild dragon in the sea of ​​smoke?"

After the Doomsday, only the Targaryen family of dragon kings remained, and all dragons lived on Dragonstone Island and Dragon Cave.

The only wild dragon with unpredictable origins is a glutton who likes to eat dragon eggs and young dragons.

Now there is a trace of a wild dragon on Dragonstone Island, and it is quite big.

Rhaegar could only think of the wild dragon glimpsed in the sea of ​​smoke.

As soon as the thought came up, a sense of urgency suddenly hit my heart.

Tightening the cloak holding the dragon egg around his waist, Rhaegar returned the same way and led Aemond down the mountain quickly.

The steepness gradually became gentler, and the brothers landed safely.

Two Huanlong people, one old and one young, were waiting at the foot of the mountain and walked forward quickly with their bamboo sticks in hand.

"Prince, you have finally come down the mountain. Miss Cassandra has asked many times."

The old dragon man had a weathered face and spoke strong High Valyrian.

Rhaegar untied the cloak from his waist, carefully handed the two dragon eggs to the young dragonman, and said skillfully in High Valyrian: "Put them away and place them in the cellar under the Stone Drum Tower."

"Yes, Prince." When he saw it was a dragon egg, the young dragon-hunting man didn't dare to take it lightly.

Lei Jia then looked at the old dragon man, raised his hand and pointed to the mountain with claw marks, and said in a heavy voice: "There is an extra wild dragon on the island, and dragon guards will be sent to patrol places where dragons once appeared, such as Longshan and the east coast. "

The old man Huanlong was startled when he heard this and looked around in surprise.

Rhaegar took his arm and looked coldly: "If you find an unknown wild dragon, keep it at all costs. Immediately send the raven message, and I will drive the glutton to hunt it!"

"Hunting?" The old man opened his mouth wide.

"That's right." Rega calmed down and emphasized: "Do you understand?"

No matter where this unknown wild dragon comes from, whether it is a wild dragon in the sea of ​​smoke.

Rhaegar would not allow any dragon that was not a Targaryen to roam the wild and become a hidden danger that could overthrow the family.

If the wild dragon dares to appear, it will either be severely wounded and imprisoned in the dragon's lair, and will be given the Targaryen surname from now on.

Or hunt them directly to satisfy the glutton’s hunting appetite.