Chapter 232 Dragons are partners, not tools

Ringol felt that his most intense emotion today must be helplessness. This helplessness reached its peak especially when he saw his children.

Little Igor is very cunning, and this has been reflected since he was very young. He would secretly poke fun at his sister, but he would also like to play tricks on his sister, but within the acceptable range of both of them.

So the two children were able to reconcile quickly.

"Igor, it must be your bad idea again." Ringor covered his head with a headache. Seeing that his father was not very happy, little Igor hid behind his sister in fear.

"Father, I was also at fault. I shouldn't have snatched my brother's wooden sword."

Seeing that her father's expression was not right, Daenerys immediately did what she should do as a sister and stood in front of her brother.

"Okay, okay, don't I understand your little thoughts? Uh." Ringol thought for a while. "Go find your mother, she is free now."

"You" Daenerys and Igor's eyes lit up at the same time. It seemed that their father was not going to punish them anymore.

"Hurry over there." Ringor suddenly smiled: "Before I regret it."

"I know, father, you are busy, you are busy." Daenerys immediately picked up her brother and rushed out, leaving her father with a smile on his face.

The two siblings soon found their mother who was taking a walk after dinner.

"You want to watch Thunderon train his dragon? No! It's too dangerous." Daniella decisively rejected the children's request. "Your Uncle Lei Geng is choosing the dragons to tame this time. Those wild dragons are very ferocious. Only with the presence of Valenna, Uncle Rey, and Aunt Renya can you suppress these wild dragons. Did you want to cause trouble in the past? "

"Father has agreed. Mom, please take us over to take a look." Daenerys grabbed her mother's hand and shook it.

"Mom, we will also train dragons in the future and accumulate some experience, Mom." Igor also grabbed his mother's other hand and said coquettishly with his eyes wide open.

"Okay, okay." Daniella also knew that she couldn't defeat the children, so she could only agree.

Dragon Nest City, Dragon Lair.

"Come out in order, no chaos!"

The already elderly Princess Rhaena was riding on Dawn's back, shouting commands in High Valyrian. Shadow Nightmare and Silverwing stared eagerly into the depths of the dragon's lair on both sides of the dragon's lair's exit.

The sound of Wormisor's sleeping snores still echoed throughout the dragon's lair.

"Legend, go ahead." Rey stood behind his little nephew and said gently: "Choose your future partner and say its name in Gordon Valyrian. If it is willing to pay attention to you, You will sense it and you can tame it directly next time.”

Lei Geng, who was already sixteen years old, swallowed.

As the youngest son of Long Zell, he gained more love from his parents because of his frailty and illness in his childhood. He is also the child king of three generations of children. This thin boy has a neat short silver-gold hair, and his brother Compared with them, Lei Geng is much inferior. Compared with being a knight or a lord, Lei Geng is more like a bachelor.

If he wanted, he could now forge necklaces of medicine, history, ravenology, mathematics, military science, and the occult.

But Lei Geng was too lazy to take the exam, so he gave up.

"Uncle, according to your theory, should I choose the dragon closest to my birth time?"

"Straighten your tongue and speak." Rey frowned and said, "If you see me still so nervous, even if the companion dragon you want to tame is a companion dragon, it will not surrender to you easily."

"Oh" Lei Geng tried his best to straighten his tongue and lowered his head in frustration.

"Rey, don't be so cruel to the children." The voice came from Princess Rhaena above. She and Rey had not had enough children, so she was extremely tolerant and doting on the children, but the children were unified by Longzel and Diana. Upbringing, her doting had no impact.

"It's okay, Aunt Renya, it's my problem." Lei Geng raised his head and looked deep into the dragon's lair, still muttering something in his mouth.

Rey's hearing was not bad, but he could only make out a few words in Gordon Valyrian.

Some are passwords, and some are similar to "The Blood Princess likes mutton, the Golden King likes golden things, Valarion likes gems, Cerelis hates Reyels, likes the Golden King's lair, Reyels likes Vasoliar "Thinking like that.

The blood princess was the first to crawl out. The red dragon hatched from the silver-winged dragon egg has now grown up. Although it can lay eggs, the number of eggs produced is very small and the quality is not very high.

"Blood Princess, come here." Lei Geng began to summon the dragon according to Lei's instructions.

The Blood Princess heard Lei Geng's call. She glanced at Lei Geng, then turned her head away. After scanning around, she looked at the silver dragon "Chen Xi" with a towering crown of thorns.

Seeing the Blood Princess crawling back to her lair, Daenerys held her mother's hand unhappily: "Mom, did the Blood Princess reject Uncle Reigen?"

Daniella smiled and shook her head: "No, the blood of the family can allow us to ride on any dragon. As long as we establish a connection with the dragon on its back, then we can conquer it."

"Mom, but that's not the case in the story Sebastian told us," Igor said.

"That's right. Father doesn't want us to treat dragons like beasts or tools. They are our honor and our relatives, so we will respect the opinions of dragons more. Your Uncle Dan is like this. Sendrolos responded to his birth. In theory, as long as he rides Sendrolos, he can quickly conquer it, but Uncle Dan didn't do that. He chose the traditional dragon training method and finally got the recognition of Sendrolos after experiencing life and death."

Daniela looked at the dragon training scene below and said gently: "This is what your Uncle Reggon is doing."

The purple Ziyi sniffed Reggon, but did not accept his call.

Reyers and Cerelis were still fighting when they set out. Reggon's call did not even interrupt the fight between the green dragon and the crimson Cerelis. It was the roar of the silver wing that stopped them.

Valarion stayed beside Reggon for a while, but eventually shook his head and left.

"Roar"

The golden king, as brilliant as pure gold, proudly flew out of his nest, and behind him were the young dragons that had hatched in the past few years and were growing well.

Regen also saw them.

"Golden King, Vasoliar, Shayel, come here." Regen called out their names accurately.

The first to land was Vasoliar, a pure white dragon with a strange appearance. It had a huge tail that was extremely disproportionate to its body. The slender tail dragged a long way, and a huge fin grew at the end. It did not have huge dragon horns, but had neatly arranged sharp short horns above the eyes and on both sides of the head, which made its scale-covered face quite majestic. Under the faint light in the dragon's lair, Vasoliar's pure white scales were actually like the membrane wings of Hovenders, colorful under the light.

The most peculiar thing was the silky hair extending from its spine to its cheeks, which made Vasoliar look like a lion. When this dragon was just hatched, Rey had experimented with these hairs.

Like the dragon whiskers of Sarafass and Hovenders, and the tentacles of the Burning Fire, they are not real hair.

These "hairs" seem to be able to resist the burning of flames and the biting of sharp teeth.

Then there is the rouge-like purple-red Sayare. The most peculiar part of it is its head and neck. Compared with normal dragons, Sayare's head is even stranger than the Burning Fire. The huge scales cover its head, making its head look more like the armored jawless fish in ancient times. The huge dragon horns don't seem so suitable. The most peculiar thing is the huge fin-like membrane wings extending from both sides of Sayare's head. When viewed together with its equally huge dragon wings, it seems as if it has two pairs of wings.

The Golden King landed behind Vasoliar and Sayare, looking at Regen with some curiosity.

"Vatholiar and Shayel seem to have rejected Uncle Regan." Daenerys was sharp-eyed, and she soon saw the two younger dragons turn around and leave, leaving only the Golden King.

"The Golden King is also more suitable for Regan." Daenerys sighed: "It is big enough and docile enough."

Igor stared blankly at the Golden King slowly crawling towards Regan, lowered his head, and let Regan put his hand between its dragon horns.

No one knew what this five-year-old child was thinking.