Game of Thrones: From Lord Elden to Young Wolf

"Hey, there are dragon eggs here."

After exploring the ruins of Valyria, Robb not only harvested a large number of Valyrian steel armor and weapons, but also found an unexpected harvest in a place that looked like a church.

In the center of the church, there seemed to be something like a sacrificial vessel, and this dragon egg was placed in it.

The ancient dragon egg was covered with thick volcanic ash. If Bahamut had not had a special sense and told Robb about the situation here, Robb would not have found it.

"This is the real dragon egg fossil, a treasure from the ancient Valyria period, but I don't know if it can still be hatched."

"But Bahamut has hatched, so this dragon egg shouldn't be able to."

Bahamut's dragon egg was actually brought out by Euron from the ruins of Valyria. Robb can be sure that Euron did not explore the ruins in depth.

He doesn't have the strength to know.

It is already very lucky for Euron to find the dragon horn, Valyrian steel armor and a dragon egg in the marginal area.

It can even be said that Euron's luck is somewhat against the sky. He is worthy of being the son of destiny favored by many gods at the same time.

It is not surprising that Robb can find a large number of Valyrian steel tools. After all, the area where he is located is the core area of ​​the year, and the material assets are not comparable to those in the periphery.

But whether the dragon egg can be found depends entirely on luck.

Robb's luck is still good to find one.

Robb was very happy and hoped that the dragon egg would breed a female dragon, so that he could find a wife for Bahamut.

After exploring the Valyrian ruins for most of the day, Robb felt that there was nothing to study here, so he flew to the top of Bahamut's head and prepared to go back.

"Let's go back to the God's Eye Lake first. I want to build a small artificial volcano."

Bahamut held the mysterious fire ore in his mouth, and he couldn't roar, but just nodded obediently.

Its strength is getting stronger and stronger now, but the fearless spirit of the ignorant when he was a child is getting smaller and smaller.

In the past, it could feel that Robb was very powerful. If it obeyed, it would have food and drink, and it could also improve its strength, but it had no idea how powerful Robb was.

Now it is getting stronger and stronger, and it has a vague idea of ​​Robb's power!

If it is a small lake now, then Robb is a bottomless and vast sea!

The two are not in the same league at all!

Even Bahamut could feel that Robb's body contained the breath of a dragon, but that was the violent breath left by slaughtering countless powerful dragons.

When Bahamut thought about how he dared to challenge Robb ignorantly when he was a child, he felt that it was not easy for him to live until now.

Robb stood on Bahamut's back and gently cast gravity magic, and all the Valyrian steel tools were gathered together.

Grey Wind jumped onto Bahamut's back, and the dragon spread its wings and waved its arms, soaring into the air and flying towards the continent of Westeros.

'With the dragon as a means of transportation, it is indeed much more convenient to travel. ’

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Within a few days, with the help of Robb's gravity magic, Robb soon returned to his capital, Star City.

Bahamut landed beside the God's Eye Lake, and Robb's toes gently touched the ground and landed on the ground.

Robb looked around with satisfaction: "This place is across the lake from Star City, which is a good training base."

"Dig a big pit."

Bahamut and Grey Wind were honored to be Robb's free labor and began to work hard to dig a small pit.

According to Robb's idea, this pit should be about the same size as the meteorite crater smashed by the Falling Star Beast, with a length and width of about dozens of meters.

With the help of extraordinary power, this kind of infrastructure is a piece of cake.

The dragon's claws easily threw away the hard soil, and Robb used gravity magic to move all the soil to the side.

Grey Wind also worked hard, constantly using ice blade magic to smash the stones he encountered to speed up the progress of the project.

Soon, a huge pit appeared in front of Robb.

Robb dug out another small area in the middle of the pit, about the size of a small pond, and then signaled Bahamut to put the mysterious ore in his mouth.

Sizzle!

As soon as Bahamut spit out the mysterious ore from his mouth, a scorching breath burst out instantly, and the area near the God's Eye Lake even began to churn!

The temperature of these mysterious ores is too high!

Robb quickly made ice cubes to cool down, and then covered these ores with some huge stones.

The huge heat instantly melted the stones, whether it was igneous rock or metamorphic rock, under the absolute heat suppression, all reshaped into magma!

A small magma pond appeared in the center of this huge pit.

With the barrier of magma, the radiation and magic fluctuations of the three mysterious fire ores were much smaller, and Grey Wind was obviously relieved.

Now as long as he doesn't take a bath in the magma, Grey Wind can completely accept this discomfort.

Robb patted Bahamut and said, "Go and test the temperature to see if it's suitable for bathing."

Bahamut was very excited, just like an adult entering a child's bathtub, and jumped in with a cheer.

Then he nodded to Robb with satisfaction, indicating that it was very comfortable inside.

Robb nodded: "Very good, build a palace here, and enclose the lava pool, which is specially used to hatch dragon babies. It is estimated that a dragon knight army will be formed soon. Well, this place is called Dragon Palace."

"Star City is to the east of God's Eye Lake, and this is to the west. The Dragon Palace is about to be built. A new school city is being built in the north, and a special building can also be considered in the south."

Clack, clack...

Robb was planning how to build near God's Eye Lake, and heard a sound of horse hooves. He turned around and saw that it was the Minister of Counter-Revolution, Earl of Wild Crow Tytos, who came with his wolf guards.

In addition, several high-ranking ministers in Star City also came.

They were alarmed when they saw Robb riding Bahamut across Star City. Originally, Robb was working in Essos, and now he suddenly came back. Many ministers thought there was some instructions, and they all rode here.

Before they reached Robb, they first discovered this huge pit.

Earl Blackfish felt a little incredible: "What is this? Did His Majesty just make it?"

Earl Wild Crow was also frightened by this scene: "Your Majesty's previous magic and miracles were only used on the battlefield. Now it seems that even if it is not used to kill the enemy, it is also a miraculous skill to use it for construction!"

Such a big pit, if slaves and civilians are called to dig, I don't know how long it will take to dig.

And just now they saw His Majesty flying to now, how long has it been?

This speed is really a bit outrageous.

Big Jon didn't care about that. He was Robb's most loyal subordinate. At this time, he really expressed his true feelings: "Your Majesty, you are finally back from that continent!"

Robb looked at his subordinates and arranged his plan: "You came at the right time. I need to build a palace dedicated to breeding dragons now. You should find craftsmen immediately and build it here."

The ministers present were all surprised, and some doubted whether they had heard it wrong. What is His Majesty going to do?

Cultivate dragons?

But we only have one dragon here?

The ministers glanced at the lazy Bahamut, somewhat unsure whether this dragon could lay dragon eggs on its own.

Robb smiled and took out the dragon egg from his arms: "This is the dragon egg I found when I explored the ruins of Valyria. It should be hatchable."

"When the time comes, I will get a few more dragons here, lay a few more eggs, and we can breed a large number of dragons here, and my Westeros Empire will become more powerful than ever!"

Valyria ruins?

Hatch dragons?

Cultivate dragons?

Get a few more dragons here? !

The ministers all felt that they were a little behind the times.

His Majesty Robb had only been out to sea for a few months, and the style of painting suddenly changed completely.

They lived in the Middle Ages, and magic had not appeared for a long time. Robb could cast magic and cultivate Bahamut, which was a miracle in their eyes!

But this was actually still within the acceptable range. After all, it was only a few cases, and the continent as a whole was still harmonious.

But Robb still wanted to mass-produce dragons now?

Is this dragon a cabbage?

The ministers were stunned for a long time, not knowing what to say. After all, Robb's actions began to impact their original worldview.

The Minister of Engineering, Old Peeler, was also dazed for a while, but he quickly reacted and stood up, with an extremely respectful look: "Your Majesty, don't worry, I will definitely spend all my energy to do this!"

Robb analyzed seriously: "Well, that's good. My requirements are not high. Just a few dozen dragons will do. If there are too many, I may not be able to afford them."

The ministers were already a little numb. They just thought that this matter was a fantasy, but it actually happened around them.

"By the way, send someone to take these things back."

Robb pointed casually at the pile of Valyrian steel utensils on the ground that were still a little gray.

After thousands of years of submergence, some very stubborn volcanic ash on it was difficult to get off, so this pile of "artifacts" looked ordinary, and no one could guess what they were.

But they also knew that what was taken so seriously by His Majesty Robb must not be ordinary stuff.

So Uncle Edmure, who was in charge of logistics, asked, "Your Majesty, this is..."

"These are all Valyrian steel I brought back from the Valyrian ruins. Take them back and keep them well. We will use them when dealing with the White Walkers in the future."

...

The ministers around were all breathless. What are these things? !

Valyrian steel? !

In Westeros, there is no need to say how precious Valyrian steel is.

Ordinary small nobles may not have seen what this thing looks like!

Only powerful nobles can own one, and they are all heirloom-level things!

For example, the ice in Robb's hand, such as the Valyrian steel weapons brought by Aegon I.

It is difficult to gather twenty Valyrian steel weapons in the entire Westeros continent!

Now Robb brought back these things, as many as a hill, and said they are Valyrian steel weapons?

This is really a bit shocking.

It's like you proposed to your girlfriend with a three-carat diamond ring, and your goddess was so happy that she almost did you on the spot.

But the guy next to you was holding a diamond as big as a football, saying that he was having a clearance sale and that he had a warehouse at home, and it was first come first served.

This feeling is really hard to describe.

Robb said lightly: "First, arrange standard equipment for my wolf riders, do a good job of calculating the numbers, and put the rest in the warehouse. I will keep it for reward."

Uncle Edmure was shocked: "Yes... Your Majesty."

They originally thought that Robb went to Essos to negotiate and trade, which might cause some minor friction, but Your Majesty would definitely be able to solve it easily.

Unexpectedly, now those negotiations and trades are incidental achievements, and the truly valuable things have been brought back by Robb!

"I still have a lot of things to do in Essos, you guys handle it well here, don't let me down."

Robb gave another reminder and flew towards Essos on Bahamut.

Robb believed that although he had solved the problem of trade, the plan for dragon breeding had not been completely solved.

He had a dragon egg and a dragon in his hand, which was still a little small. When he subdued the dragons of the dragon mother, he would have enough dragons for five.

Aegon I had three dragons that gave birth to more than a dozen offspring. It should not be too much for his five dragons to give birth to dozens of offspring.

When the time comes, wait a few more years, and when all these dragons have grown up, it will be easy to fight against those white walkers outside the Great Wall.

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Essos continent, Meereen.

One-eyed Euron walked on the street, seemingly wandering around aimlessly.

People around greeted Euron respectfully.

Although there are many opponents of Daenerys in Meereen, there are also many roundheads who support Daenerys, otherwise Daenerys would have been driven out long ago.

In fact, Daenerys's forces still take the initiative, otherwise the Harpies would not have been limited to assassinations.

Euron has been very famous in the city recently. Everyone knows that a very capable sea admiral has come to surrender to Her Majesty the Queen, and his methods are very good. He has captured many members of the Harpies and even didn't bother to ask about their identities and directly executed them.

This encouraged some people, which meant that they began to fight back against the opposition.

Euron swaggered down the street: "Don't worry, no conspirator will escape from my hands. As long as I smell them, I can pull them out from the dark corners. I want to see who dares to go against the great Mother of Dragons, the Unburnt, and Khaleesi of the Great Grassland!"

"Long live Her Majesty!"

The crowd cheered loudly. They were the vested interests of Daenerys's policy.

With a smile on his lips, Euron waved to the audience, thinking to himself: It's time to take action against me, these rats.