"It's a vast green swamp in the middle of the rainforest. The air is filled with water vapor and heat. The green aquatic plants are like the hair of the dead, rippling in the green, smelly stagnant water. The luxuriant shrubs are like blankets on the dark swamp. There are also strange flowers, either sweet or smelly.
The swamp isn't too big. It's like a scar in the rainforest, about seventy to eighty acres. It's probably the Silver Prince's home.
There are seven to eight Swamp Dragons, either flying in the sky or lying in the swamp. They pass their days leisurely and carefree.
The longest of them is twelve to thirteen meters, about the same as Little Gold. The smallest is no bigger than a hunting dog, about the same as Little Red.
When they hear the Silver Prince's long howl, the big and small Pterosaurs all rise and howl in response. Their voices are joyful but also sad … "
Speaking of this, the skinny Old Guy, who looked like a crab with a shell on the outside, couldn't help but sigh.
"Since it's the Silver Prince's tribe, why don't you recruit a few small Pterosaurs?" Tyrion asked.
Tyrion's Pterosaur was called "Tessa", while Old Guy's was called "Silver Prince". They were both regrets in their hearts.
"Don't you hunt?" Old Guy frowned.
"Why not? To be able to ride a horse, I specially invented a saddle called 'Cripple's Savior'.
When I returned to Winterfell from the Great Wall, I even gave one to the Bran of the House of Stark! "
As Tyrion spoke, he subconsciously turned his gaze to Old Yimont.
The two of them looked at each other, their faces filled with emotion.
Old Yimont entertaining the Queen's brother at the Great Wall seemed like yesterday. Today, they were reunited at the other end of the world …
Old Guy said, "Since you've hunted before, you should understand the tradition of not harming young Pterosaurs and pregnant Pterosaurs. Besides, what's the use of a young Pterosaur?
It's a waste of food, it has no combat power, and it can't carry people. It's better to leave it there and make it the Queen's natural hunting ground. “
"That makes sense. Then have you found any other groups of pterosaurs?" Eamon asked.
"Yes," the old man sighed. "I saw that there were no adult dragons in the Silver Prince's tribe, so I didn't stop and continued south.
After flying for only half an hour, they encountered a group of small Pterosaurs that looked like a swarm of bees. They were only as big as Monkey and had brown bellies.
Although they were small in size, they were exceptionally ferocious. Hundreds of little Pterosaurs were actually chasing after the python that was as thick as a pillar.
The python was thirty to forty meters long. Its scales were sparkling, and its horns were towering. It was like a giant whale that had fallen into a lake, stirring up the mud in the swamp. The heavens and the earth were overturned, and the green swamp was drowned in black filth.
However, it was still gnawed by the little Winged Dragon until its scales and armor were broken, and its blood dyed half of the swamp red.
That scene made me tremble with fear, as if I had come to another world. "
Tyrion was lost in thought. He began to put himself in the shoes of an old man and asked nervously, "The little pterosaur didn't attack you?"
"No," the old man shook his head. "I can confirm three things about the Sosroth Rainforest. Firstly, it is extremely dangerous. Ferocious beasts are everywhere, and it is wild. Secondly, plagues are numerous and frequent, like mosquitoes in the south. Thirdly, the pterosaurs are the overlords of the rainforest, and there are almost no external enemies."
"As long as the pterosaurs of one tribe don't invade another tribe, there are few wars between pterosaurs."
"Other than the python, what else did you see?" Danny asked curiously.
"A two-meter-long red-shelled centipede, a vulture the size of a small house, a three-legged black fish, an ape that looked like a barbarian …
The process of searching for the pterosaur tribe was not boring at all. People like me were also intoxicated by the wonders of the Sosroth Rainforest.
However, the rainforest was too dangerous.
I followed His Majesty's instructions, drank the wine I brought, ate the dry food I had in my backpack, and did not take off my armor or helmet.
When I ate, went to the bathroom, and slept, I also covered myself with a layer of gauze. No matter how hot and humid the weather was, I did not expose an inch of my skin.
However, there were always gaps in my armor. A small mosquito bit me, and I lost my ability to move within half an hour. After another hour, I felt like I was going to die.
It was worse than death. "
"Fortunately, I didn't go," the dwarf muttered.
Danny glanced at him and said calmly, "Tyrion, Sir Clinton did not do his best, and you were the banker in the trial of martial arts the last time. I lost a million gold coins to you when you bet on the death of the sparrow. Why don't you make another trip to repay your debt?"
"Your Majesty, the first time is unfamiliar, the second time is familiar. Besides, you said that Sir Clinton's body has an additional anti- … plague antibody. Why don't we wait for him to recover? An old general will know the way, "Tyrion said with an embarrassed smile.
Even though Clinton guessed that the dwarf was afraid of death, he still replied with a determined expression, "Your Majesty, don't worry. With my previous experience, I will be able to find dragons for you again very soon."
Danny glanced at the dwarf. The dwarf sensed something, and the relieved expression on his face immediately disappeared. He shouted anxiously, "Aiyo, Sir, you don't know, right? Prince Aegon was assassinated. His left waist was stabbed, and he is still bedridden now!"
"What, His Highness was assassinated?" The sickly old man who was lying on the chair widened his eyes and sat up abruptly.
His hands pressed on the armrest of the chair unconsciously, and the veins on the back of his hands were exposed. He was obviously shocked and worried to the extreme.
The dwarf successfully changed the topic, and Danny only glanced at him with a cold smile. She nodded and said, "Sir, in the days when you were not around, Tyrion's solid state sprouted, and he brought Aegon to the Passion Garden every day.
Such a stable work and rest schedule allowed the assassins to find an opportunity to take advantage of.
However, you don't have to worry. Aegon's condition has stabilized, and he can get out of bed and walk.
Moreover, I have already avenged the two of them. I flew to Queers that day and burned down the city. The headquarters of the Regretful Guests was reduced to a pile of scorched earth. "
After much persuasion, Clinton still could not sit still. He immediately went to the top two floors of the palace to visit Aegon.
The father and son, one old and one young, one old and one young. One's face was as pale as a ghost, while the other's cheeks were as green as a devil's. However, both of them were as thin as a match, and their bodies were weak and weak. They swayed and hugged each other like two hemp roots entangled together. They looked at each other speechlessly. It was so heartwarming, but also so desolate.
"Little devil!" After a moment of tenderness, the old man suddenly turned around and glared at the dwarf. "Prince Aegon, such an innocent and strong child, was tricked into this state by you!"
"I …" Tyrion shrunk his neck. He wanted to refute, but he could not find a reason to.
He was infected with the Grayscale Disease because he brought him to attend the coming of age ceremony and had too much fun. He was assassinated because he provided him with the 'Emperor's Blessing' and gave the assassins a chance.
However, the father and son, Aegon and the old man, seemed to be in a good mood. A few days later, both of them recovered. The old man began rehabilitation training, preparing to fight the green hell again. Aegon found Dahei, whom he had not seen for a long time, and continued to act pitiful, telling Dahei about the painful experience during the assassination …
Winter had arrived. Old Yimont, who knew how to predict the season through the stars, began to go to the top of the pyramid every day to observe the direction of the stars with the star-gazing mirror.
This day, after finishing his work, he saw Aegon sitting at the foot of the wall under Dahei. He frowned and walked forward.
"Aegon, Danny's' cargo ship plan 'is about to start, do you know?"
"Auntie is going to take action against the new Guise?" Aegon suddenly understood.
Walking forward, Yimont caught a glimpse of the Black Fire at Aegon's waist. He lowered his eyes and said gently, "This time, Sir Clinton did not bring back a pterosaur, and the war is about to start. Every bit of strength must be used."
"So?" Aegon did not understand what he meant.
"At this time, even Sir Mormont has subdued a shadow dragon. Only the oldest grayish-green Swamp Dragon is left. You can't use it as a spare tire anymore. Your strength cannot be idle," Yimont said in a deep voice.
Aegon's expression changed as he shouted, "Auntie promised me."
"Yes, she promised you. But as the only Targaryen male in his prime, even if you don't contribute much to the family, at least don't drag your auntie down, right? "Yimont's expression was solemn, but his tone was as gentle as usual.
Aegon's face flushed red as he argued, "I also participated in the battle against Toros. I even killed two city guards."
"Yes, you are very brave. You live up to the name of Aegon." The old scholar nodded and praised.
"Scholar, what are you trying to say?" Aegon suddenly regained his composure and looked at the old man in front of him.
"Give the old pterosaur to the other knights. You wait for the next batch of pterosaur spares."
"The old dragon is fifty meters long, several times larger than Blackie. It is the mount of Benny, the leader of Mataris' pterosaur knights.
Obviously, even Mataris does not have the confidence to find another pterosaur stronger than it. "Aegon frowned.
"That is true. But the more it is like this, the more it will be useful in the upcoming battle."
Seeing Aegon's conflicted expression, old Yimont's eyes flashed as he said meaningfully, "In terms of strength, the old green dragon is not much weaker than the Megalosaurus."
"Megalosaurus …" Aegon looked up at the sleeping Blackie and said dejectedly, "Scholar, tell me, why is Blackie ignoring me?
He can clearly understand human language. I told him about my ambition to fight for the Iron Throne and told him about the sorrow in my heart. Why can't he sympathize with me? "
"Taming dragons is the same as learning magic. It requires talent. Many Targaryens do not have dragons and are even eaten by dragons. "Yimont said.
"But I definitely have talent. You know about the prophecy of the dragon having three heads."
His words were too logical. Yimont could not refute and could only say reluctantly, "Then continue your relationship with Blackie. After eight to ten years, he will eventually respond to you."
"Eight to ten years?" Aegon shrieked in despair.
"Eight to ten years is a normal phenomenon. Many Targaryens sleep with dragon eggs in their arms from infancy. When the dragon eggs hatch, the man and the dragon grow up together. Even so, a fourteen-year-old Dragon Knight is rare."
"You are not lying to me?" Aegon was even more desperate.
"If you don't believe me, you can ask Tyrion. He is an expert on the Megalosaurus." Yimont said unhappily.
Tyrion was fanatically fond of dragons and was an expert on the Megalosaurus. Old Yimont was the same!
The silly Aegon actually went to ask.
"Generally speaking, Scholar Yimont is not wrong. However, they spent more than ten years as children. Their willpower and temperament are not mature yet. Hence, they are unable to subdue the Megalosaurus. Your Highness, you … perhaps it is more than ten years." Tyrion said hesitantly.
Actually, the dwarf wanted to say that Aegon had no talent at all.
However, he was afraid that the prince would fly into a rage and beat him up.
"Do you think that I have no talent?" Aegon said coldly.
He was not stupid. He could guess the dwarf's thoughts from his expression.
"This … Everyone says that my lifeblood has magic. I also want to learn magic, but I still have no talent!" The dwarf spread his hands and said.
"Dragons have three heads!" Aegon said through gritted teeth.
"Your Highness, wake up. Dragons now have twenty heads. There will be more in the future. Pterosaurs are also dragons!"
"Pterosaurs are also dragons …"
Aegon's expression changed a few times. He suddenly made a decision in his heart.
The next day, Aegon said goodbye to Dahei for the last time. "Dahei, if you continue to ignore me, I will go look for the old green dragon!"
Dahei could not be bothered to look at him.
On the third day, Aegon said again, "This time it's true. If you ignore me, I will really go and contract the old pterosaur."
Dahei …
On the fourth day, Aegon stood in front of Dahei and swore, "Please give us a chance to be together. This is the last chance! This is not the third time. I swear, this is the last time! "
Dahei wanted to bite him, but reason stopped him.
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