Game of Thrones: From King of Elden to Teen Wolf Lord

Chapter 103 Name
"Can you breathe dragon breath right after you're born?"

Robb's face showed joy. It was worth all the time and energy he put in. This little dragon showed such extraordinary performance just after it was born.

"It should also have something to do with the resurgence of magic power. It is said that the dragon bones in the Red Keep became smaller and smaller until no more dragons could be hatched. Although it was also related to the Targaryen family seeking death, it also proved that it was in the end of the law. "

"Now that the magic power has revived, and I've been crazy about buffing the egg, this little dragon can breathe dragon breath right after it's born."

While Robb secretly guessed in his mind, he stretched out his finger, and a golden thunder shot out of the air, directly colliding with the dragon's breath sprayed by the little dragon.

Under the absolute crushing power of magic, the golden thunder penetrated directly through the dragon's breath and hit the little dragon.

Zilla!

Xiaolong was shaken and numb by the electric shock. He couldn't maintain his balance and fell to the ground.

Robb smiled and stretched out his fingers to hold the little dragon's head: "You still dare to breathe at me. You don't know who the little king is right after you are born, right?"

Xiao Long's head was pushed back and forth on the ground by Robb. In his golden eyes, the black vertical pupils were accumulating anger.

I am the sacred dragon!

You actually pushed me to the ground and rubbed me?
Human being, you are so audacious!

When the paralysis on his body gradually subsided, the dragon roared and struggled away from Robb's fingers, howling wildly.

Robb just thought it was cute.

When your cat reaches out and punches you, even if it is really angry, you will not care about it because it is too weak.

In the face of the absolute difference in strength, even if you are angry, the strong person will only think you are cute.

Seeing that Robb didn't take him, the noble dragon clan, into consideration at all, the little dragon became even more angry and spit out another mouthful of dragon breath.

Robb tapped his fingers lightly, and a breath of ice spurted out, directly freezing the dragon and its dragon breath.

The little dragon who was frozen into an ice sculpture:...

After a while, the ice sculpture melted and Xiaolong regained his ability to move.

Xiaolong was extremely angry: How did you...

Snapped!
A magical breath of pyroxene struck over.

Smashing the confused Xiaolong: Dare...

Snapped!
The gravity magic was cast by Robb, and the little dragon tasted flying for the first time, but it was a bit uncomfortable. It was forcibly dragged by invisible forces, and it flipped back and forth up, down, left, and right.

Xiaolong, whose legs were a little weak when he landed: teasing the great...

Snapped!
A small magic sword appeared behind Robb, and under Robb's command, it chased the dragon and shot at it.

!!!

The little dragon flapped its wings and ran away. It has not mastered the flying skills yet. You can't blame it. It is just a baby dragon that has not been born for a few minutes.

After being chased away by the magic sword for three minutes, under Robb's deliberate teasing, while Xiaolong was gasping for air, an ancient secret skill was performed.

The Millennium Killing Magic Sword Version!

sizzle!
The severely injured little dragon suddenly jumped into the air. The huge stimulation made it flap its wings instinctively, and it actually stayed in the air for more than ten seconds!

"I still have at least nine other methods, nine. Come on, keep playing with me." Robb said with a smile, thinking that magical creatures like dragons are very playable. If ordinary animals would have been buried in the ground, Robb said with a smile. Inside.

Xiaolong dragged his tired body to Robb.

Its face was full of anger, and it wanted to spit out a breath of dragon's breath to give Robb some color.

But looking at Robb's smiling expression, it lowered its head...

Looking up again, Xiaolong's face was already full of smiles.

Robb was surprised: this was the first time he saw a smile on the face of a creature like a dragon. The world is so big and full of wonders.

The little dragon fawningly came to Robb's feet, kissed this, smelled that, and jumped around Robb, as if he regarded Robb as his closest companion.

Xiao Long rubbed his head against Robb's heel, with a sincere expression on his face.

Robb felt a little funny and squatted down to touch its head.

Xiaolong was very sensible now, and he tilted his head and rubbed Robb's palm, looking like he was enjoying it.

Robb laughed out loud: "Not only can he breathe dragon breath, but his intelligence is much stronger than that of ordinary dragons. He also knows that people have to bow their heads when under the eaves."

Xiaolong didn't seem to understand what Robb was saying at all, and turned over to expose his belly to Robb.

"Who said that only the Targaryen family and the legendary dragon-taming magic can command dragons? Can't my great charisma also be able to tame dragons?"

Robb laughed loudly, and the little dragon also performed hard on the ground. In the 10th minute after it was born, it learned the most important lesson in dragon life: there is a dragon outside the dragon, and there is a sky outside the sky. When you are a dragon, you still have to be low-key.

Looking at the scene of loving kindness and filial piety, everyone seemed happy, but no one saw a slightly lonely figure in the woods.

Gray Wind knew that in this drama of three creatures, it was the only one without a name. It left silently, with tears in its eyes: Why, it was obviously me who came first...

Having had enough fun, Robb lifted the little dragon up to get a good look at his first dragon.

The little dragon was very obedient and allowed Robb to take hold of him. "Sure enough, it is different from ordinary giant dragons. The scales look black on the surface, but the skin inside is light gold. Well, black gold quality."

"The weight is not light either. It should be about the same size as the giant dragon in the Magic Age. But after all, after absorbing the breath of my dragon king so many times, it will definitely be much bigger than ordinary dragons in the future, at least a few bigger than the dragon mother." The dragon grows stronger.”

"I just don't know how fast my growth is going to be. When can I be allowed to play as a dragon knight for a while?"

Putting the little dragon on the ground, Robb fell into deep thought again: he hadn't given it a name yet.

The direwolf is called Gray Wind because of its gray fur and wind-like movements.

So what should this little dragon be called?

You can't keep calling Xiaolong Xiaolong. If you really become a filial son like the devil Xiaolong in the future, it will be wrong.

After thinking for a moment, Robb came up with a good name: "Since you are the dragon I hatched, you must be the most powerful being in the world, so let me give you the name of a powerful being."

"From today on, your name is Bahamut."

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Robb pocketed Bahamut and cast a spell to return to his study in Riverrun.

Little Bahamut was very curious when he came to the new environment. He jumped back and forth in the study and observed everything around him.

But it was a newborn little dragon after all, and after being tortured so much by Robb just now, its body had already exhausted its energy and needed to eat.

It came to Robb's feet and whined.

Robb looked at Bahamut and then remembered that the little thing hadn't eaten yet.

Ringing the bell, Robb ordered the attendant outside: "Send over a plate of raw meat."

"Ouch!" Bahamut protested softly.

Robb was surprised that this little thing was so smart: "Forget it, just send me five plates."

In fact, Bahamut has no idea how much a plate weighs. He only knows that he needs to eat more and grow up quickly.

It will grow to its maximum step by step, and it will never be bullied by others again!

Ow!

Outside the door, Count Tytos, the Minister of Rebellion, was holding a piece of information, preparing to report to Robb the news from the Wolf Guards across Westeros.

The attendants walked past him quickly, holding pots of bloody raw meat in their hands.

Earl Tytos was thoughtful: "Did your Majesty put Gray Wind in the study again? Your Majesty really loves Gray Wind."

When he thought of the spiritual direwolf, Count Tytos felt very miraculous that there were animals that were so well versed in human nature!

And it happens to be the symbol of the Stark family!
Every time they talk about this magical animal, the nobles are very envious and hope that their family can also have a spiritual object that symbolizes the family.

Arriving at the door of Robb's study, Earl Tytos knocked on the door: "Your Majesty, I will give you the monthly report."

"come in."

When he opened the door, the first thing Count Tytos smelled was the strong smell of blood and the sound of beasts swallowing food.

He thought it was Gray Feng, but the next moment, he froze.

What did he see?
What it is?
Although since the Targaryen family lost the dragon, no one in Westeros has seen what the dragon looks like.

But the first time he saw Bahamut, Count Tytos swore in his heart that if this thing wasn't a dragon, he would be willing to be skinned on the spot!

Dragon!

The symbol of House Targaryen!
The foundation of ruling Westeros for hundreds of years!

There are still many royalists throughout Westeros who miss the old dynasty. Why, isn't it because the Targaryen family can command dragons and make people admire them?

Now... Count Tytos wiped his eyes to make sure he was not hallucinating.

I discovered a giant dragon in His Majesty's study...a baby dragon!
Earl Tytos made a plop and fell to his knees: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty, this... this is..."

Robb smiled faintly: "This is my new pet, Bahamut. As you can see, it is a newly born baby dragon."

Bahamut glanced at Count Tytos and didn't pay attention to him at all. He bit off a piece of meat and threw it into the sky. He opened his big mouth to catch it and swallowed it without chewing.

The great Bahamut would not do such a time-wasting thing like chewing. It would eat quickly until it is full, then rest and digest, and then eat again!

Count Tytos looked at Bahamut, his heart was filled with excitement, and he asked a key question: "Your Majesty, can you drive it?"

Robb nodded: "Bahamut, roll around."

Bahamut was very unhappy about being interrupted while eating, but there was no strange expression on his face. He bit off a piece of meat and rolled around while eating.

Then, it turned its back to Robb and glared at Lord Tytos fiercely.

I remember you.

Count Tytos vaguely saw the threatening emotion in the eyes of a young dragon, and suddenly felt a chill on his back. This holy object wouldn't be so vengeful...

(End of this chapter)