Chapter 414 Ancient Scales

"Hiss..."

The glutton finally calmed down and closed his vertical pupils to avoid looking at the driver.

The sudden appearance of the dragon taming props inexplicably caused resistance from the wild dragon king.

If the thing was not in the hands of the driver, he would have bitten it into pieces with his cruel character.

Rhaegar looked at it with a smile and rubbed the black scales hard.

He knew why the glutton reacted like this.

The black soft whip is an ancient dragon taming prop, called the dragon taming whip.

According to the ancient books found in the space necklace, the dragon taming whip is one of the few effective dragon taming props.

Its fundamental value is even greater than a space prop.

The Fitznik family has a noble and ancient bloodline. There are several space props, but only two dragon taming whips.

One of them is hidden in the space necklace and left for future generations to use.

And the role of the dragon taming whip is extraordinary.

The material of the whip is unknown, and the forging craftsmanship is kept secret by the fire wizard and the blood wizard.

The whip will cause severe pain through the scales when it hits the dragon.

The handle is engraved with strange inscriptions, which can temporarily command the dragon, and the effect is better when combined with the binding spell.

The Fitznik family uses the dragon taming whip to improve the efficiency of their offspring in taming young dragons.

After one whip, the young dragon cannot bear the pain.

Once a civil war breaks out in the family, the dragon loses control without a driver, and the dragon taming whip can also play a soothing role.

Prevent the dragon from rioting and attacking randomly.

However, the dragon taming whip is only an ordinary dragon taming prop, and the whip must not be used to enslave the dragon excessively.

Otherwise, the dragon, which has wisdom not inferior to that of humans, will definitely rebel violently.

There was a case in history where a dragon rider abused his dragon with a whip, and was torn to pieces by the backlash within a few days.

Rhaegar hugged the dragon kiss of the glutton and comforted him softly: "Don't worry, even if you are a dragon eater, I won't whip you."

The glutton opened his vertical pupils, and a surprised light flashed.

Rhaegar smiled and said, "You are not honest, you may not be a native dragon of Dragonstone."

There are several ancient books hidden in the space necklace, all of which are some valuable knowledge.

There are records of the view that dragons cannibalize each other.

Dragons are a species with a strong sense of territory.

Under normal circumstances, two dragons live next to each other and will not disturb each other.

Unless a conflict breaks out, and the wounds in the fight have not healed, eating the corpses of the same kind will help recover from the wounds.

In another case, the dragon itself is wrong!

Some dragons are born to love to eat their own kind, and try every means to steal dragon eggs and poach young dragons.

This kind of dragon is called "dragon eater".

The description of dragon eaters in ancient books is only a few sentences, but it is enough to be vivid.

Two key points.

First, dragon eaters grow faster and have stronger fighting ability.

Second, once discovered, it is recommended to be executed.

For nothing else.

The appearance of a dragon eater will cause the death of a large number of newborn dragons.

There was a dragon king family ranked in the middle, and a dragon-eating species appeared in the family.

Originally, the family had more than 20 dragons, and dozens of dragon eggs were stored in the fire peak.

In just over a decade, several young dragons died for no reason, and no dragon eggs were left.

When the harm of the dragon-eating species was discovered, several dragons were sacrificed to encircle and suppress it, and then the dragon-eating species was killed.

After this incident, the family suffered a great blow and fell directly to the middle-level ranking.

First it was in the middle and lower reaches, and then there were no dragon eggs hatched, and it fell to the lower reaches again.

It took a few decades to climb back to the end of the middle-level team after new dragon eggs hatched.

The previous incident is a lesson for the next incident.

Since then, the dragon-eating species has become a thing that everyone wants to kill.

Later, in the many fights to encircle and suppress the dragon-eating species, the dragon-taming whip that briefly commanded the dragon played a significant role.

The dragon-eating offender, Glutton, probably felt threatened.

Rhaegar was angry and amused, and did not resist the glutton's habits.

We have been partners for so many years, so no one should dislike each other.

The reason why dragon-eating species are excluded is not only their zero tolerance for cannibalism.

They also have bad personalities and are not polite to the blood of the dragon king who tries to tame them, basically killing or crippling them.

They eat dragons again, and do not allow them to be tamed, pure trouble.

However, the glutton is his dragon, and he has been restraining his desire to eat dragons for many years.

"Hiss..."

Sensing the thoughts of the driver, the glutton's green vertical pupils flashed a hint of cunning, and turned around arrogantly and ignored him.

As if to say;

Do you know whether I have eaten a dragon behind your back?

Rhaegar: ...

His face was slightly dark, and he clenched his fists secretly.

After taming the glutton for ten years, only one Blizzard was hatched on Dragonstone.

It is terrifying to think about it, and it is terrifying to think about it.

Tessarion was hatched in the Dragon Cave of King's Landing, not Dragonstone.

Rhaegar gritted his teeth secretly: "A baby dragon every ten years is normal."

As a qualified driver, how could he doubt his own dragon?

Rhaegar smiled kindly: "Greedy, you will stay in the dragon cave from now on. Dragonstone has changed hands."

"Why, do you suspect it eats dragons?"

Rhaenys crossed her arms and smiled.

Rhaegar's expression was restrained and he didn't reply.

Rhaenys added: "Silverwing is a high-yielding female dragon. She has been sleeping in recent years and has no intention of laying eggs."

"I know, aunt."

Rhaegar covered his forehead.

Fortunately, the glutton has restrained himself a lot.

Rhaegar shook his head and thought about something happy.

With a flash of inspiration, he called up the explorer panel.

[Lost dragon taming props]

Exploration progress: 10% (pause)

[Valyrian steel. Space necklace]

Exploration progress: 15%

Two ancient relics, triggering two additional exploration tasks.

Rhaegar's mouth curled up slightly, thinking: "I am very lucky to complete the binding spell and get the dragon whip by chance."

I wonder what relics the explorer can get.

"Huh~~"

As the sun sets, a team of elite cavalry carrying three red dragon flags hurried over.

The two leaders are Robb of the Second Sons and William of the Royce family.

When they saw Rhaegar, they immediately burst into joy and knelt on one knee: "Prince, the chaos in the city has been quelled. Please give your instructions."

Rhaegar was restrained and asked: "How many soldiers did we lose?"

A newly conquered city-state is bound to rebellion.

The key is not to let the fearless consume your own strength.

Robb's face sank slightly: "The rebellion came suddenly, and the Second Sons sacrificed more than 100 people, the fearless died more than 500 people, and the knights of the Vale suffered more than 800 casualties."

William also looked unhappy and lowered his head in guilt.

After conquering Myr, the army adopted a rotation system to maintain the public order of the city-state.

Half of the soldiers who died were playing in groups of three or five in the city-state after the change of guards, and were beaten to death by the rioters.

Hearing this, Rhaegar's eyes flickered, and he glanced at the hundreds of rioters detained by the Fearless.

Two thousand Fearless, two thousand Vale Knights, and eight hundred Second Sons.

More than one-fifth of the troops were killed in a rebellion.

This is not a small number.

Rhaegar remained calm and ordered: "Clear the old nobles who provoked the riot, and then arrest all the rioters who refused to surrender."

Robb said in embarrassment: "Prince, the number of rioters is not small."

The rioters blocked the streets all the way they came, and there were thousands of them if not ten thousand.

Rhaegar glared at him and said: "Then catch them, and don't let any rioters with weapons go."

"Yes!"

Robb took the order and acted quickly.

Rhaegar's eyes fell on the hundreds of rioters, and he said to Grey Worm: "Detain them collectively and deal with them tomorrow morning."

Grey Worm nodded to show that he understood.

During the riot, he happened to be patrolling the streets and was almost killed by the armed rioters.

As an Unsullied, he never showed mercy to those who wanted to kill him.

It was getting darker and darker.

Rhaegar walked out of the ruins and walked outside.

The Governor's Mansion occupies a large area. The main building complex collapsed, but the surrounding garden buildings were still intact.

Rhaenys followed with big strides and frowned and asked: "Rhaegar, how are you going to deal with it?"

The root cause of the riot in Myr was the instigation of the old nobles and the blind following of the civilians.

In private, it is not difficult to guess that Braavos was involved and provided a large number of weapons.

Rhaegar was in a complicated mood. Thinking of the more than a thousand soldiers who died, he said to himself: "To pacify a place, only killing and profit are needed."

Seemingly careless, his voice was chilling.

Rhaenys frowned, worried about the excessive killing.

…

The next day.

The sky was azure blue, and the sea breeze was carrying thick smoke.

Mil Harbor, Fish Killing Square.

The crowd was crowded and noisy.

A thousand fearless men and a thousand valley knights maintained order and surrounded the square with a strong fishy smell.

Most of the people were ragged slaves, huddled together timidly.

In the front of the square, a row of ordinary civilians knelt down, the number was at least 800 if not 1,000.

There were men and women, old and young.

A distance ahead, a platform was built with mud-brown bricks.

Dozens of men and women in luxurious clothes were forced to kneel down, with their hands tied behind their backs.

After several days of riots, the day of judgment finally arrived.

"Hiss——"

A muffled roar like a bell resounded through the port, and a black dragon hovered in the air, with a pair of wide dragon wings covering the sky and the sun.

"Gurgle~~"

Looking at the dragon as big as a mountain, even the innocent slaves tensed up and swallowed their saliva subconsciously.

A battle of the Stepstones, a war in the narrow sea.

The illustrious reputation of Deathwing spread throughout the continent of Essos, like the black death that oppressed the continent of Westeros.

"Hiss..."

A scarlet dragon rushed out of the city-state and circled with the black dragon.

It was like two dragons dancing together.

After a while, the two dragons landed together.

Boom——

The huge feet crushed the port floor, and the glutton's wings supported its body, like a charcoal-black coal mountain.

"Roar!"

The dragon slowly raised its head and let out a low roar from its throat.

In an instant, wherever the green vertical pupil passed, a cold breath filled the air, with a chilling cold light.

"Glutton, that's enough."

Rhaegar sat firmly on the dragon's back, feeling pretty good.

As soon as he stood up, a voice rang in his ears.

"This exploration is over, please pick up the lost treasure."

Rhaegar raised his eyebrows, and the system panel appeared.

[Lost Dragon Taming Props]

Exploration progress: 100%

"Completed, a little slower than the space necklace."

Rhaegar lowered his mouth and glanced around.

On one side of his waist, he wore a real fire, and on the other side, he tied a dragon taming whip.

On the right hand, a watermelon-sized red halo floated, hanging on the saddle.

Rhaegar had experience, so he reached out and gently poked it.

Bo~

The soft touch touched him, and the red halo exploded, turning into a ball of red light spots, and the starlight drilled into his hand.

"The relic was picked up successfully, testing..."

"The test was successful, and it was determined to be a legendary relic, the embers of the peak of fire."

"It is indeed a legendary level, worthy of being a dragon taming prop that has been passed down for many years."

Rhaegar was secretly delighted, and a broken scale called the embers of the peak of fire appeared in his mind.

With a thought, the scale appeared in his hand.

This scale is bronze in color, with only half of it intact, and the size of an adult's palm.

It is similar to the [Dragon's Legacy] obtained by exploring the skull of Balerion, but both have a sense of simplicity that has been accumulated over the years.

When Rhaegar fumbled for the scale, the system panel gave a prompt message.

"A faint flame, a hymn to the shadows."

"Two hearts come out of the same place, the embers of the fire peak."