The second problem that bothered Lynn was that the dragon bloodline exchanged by the system was only bloodline, and it was just that he could tame the hatching dragon, but Lynn didn't know how to hatch a dragon egg at the very least.

Daenerys' method of spawning Daenerys from the storm in Essos was ready-made, but Lynn didn't dare to do the same.

She was sacrificed with the life of a priest in the fire, and then she and the dragon egg were burned together in the fire, and then successfully hatched.

Lynn felt that if she went into the fire and roasted all night, she probably wouldn't end well.

There was a commotion outside the window.

Lynn hesitated to the window and looked through the shutters at the castle clearing outside the tower.

Below, bonfires roared, and savages lined up in long, crooked lines, holding broken clay pots or tin boxes, ready to receive their first dinner upon entering the Great Wall.

Dinner was lamb ribs stewed with potatoes.

The lamb chops must be very boiled, and the fragrance of the mutton meal wafts far away.

The taste must be very good, as can be easily judged from the harazi that keeps dripping from the corners of the mouths of those savages.

Lyanna the Bear stood on the stone steps almost as tall as she was, holding a spoon to the terracotta pots in the hands of the savages, and dividing the food evenly.

A giant outside the plug seems to be named Wangwang, standing beside the little bear girl as a bodyguard, the giant's thick legs are taller than the little bear girl Lyanna standing on the stone steps.

One is as thin as a bamboo pole and the other is tall and burly like a mountain, standing together extremely incongruous.

When the savages' net worth is no longer threatened, they become a very docile and orderly people, though they are still brave, and disputes over things like snatching boiled potatoes from the clay pots of their comrades are constantly playing out in the clearing.

However, compared to the previous barbaric act of cutting off the head of the meat hammer at every turn, this is already much milder.

Tormund restrained the order of the wildlings with his whip, and he gradually established his authority among the wildling tribes.

When Duncan walked through the wildlings with a cold face in his sword, the wildlings would obediently lower their heads and reorganize the queue that had been ruined by the fight.

Ever since Duncan dragged a blue-eyed stranger from the army of strangers in the evening and dragged him to demonstrate, the tall Duncan had planted an indelible shadow in the hearts of the wildlings.

This psychological shadow contains complex emotions, including fear, reverence and even worship.

I heard that many savages have privately described Duncan as a god general, and Lynn as the son of the gods.

Knowing that reverence is a good thing means that they will soon become a relatively manageable bunch.

Seeing the commotion in the clearing of Castle Black calm again, Lynn's black eyes suddenly lit up, and he muttered to himself, "Son of the gods, gods...... Son!"

The newcomers in the clearing of Castle Black were eating hot food in a crockpot when they suddenly saw a night-time window in the tower suddenly open.

The Hippriff Golden Pig glides down from a distance and lands above the glowing window of the tower.

The golden pork chop was pulled at the window, and the sharp eagle claws were embedded in the stone wall of the tower, waiting to be caressed by the master who had just called for him.

Lynn slapped the golden pig's thick neck.

"Nonsense! You actually hatched the dragon egg, and you lost the face of my dignified falconry and lion family. ”

A vicious voice sounded,

The people in the clearing were all holding their breath, and Tormond excitedly followed Lynn's example and slapped the back of the spearman Kerry's head, making him stop the chewing in his mouth.

Everyone stared wide-eyed at the tower's window.

Gradually, everyone's face turned red.

An old savage Xinmin was the first to mutter, "What did our lord of the north say just now? His lion hatched a dragon egg? Oh my God, I'm not dreaming, am I?"

A giant was holding a wooden spoon the size of a spatula when it suddenly fell to the ground with a thud.

The giant replied angrily, "My ears are closest to the tower, and I'm sure you're right." ”

All of a sudden, the open space below the tower began to be noisy.

Everyone began to talk to each other, and the chatter buzzed.

Lynn on the tower seemed to realize that he was saying bald, he squeezed his head out from under the aggrieved golden pig's belly, leaned out of the window, and said loudly to the savage Xinmin: "I am the ancient falconry family, the matter that the eagle lion beast can hatch dragon eggs, no one is allowed to spread it, since the newborn real dragon is hatched by the eagle lion, it is also the cub of the eagle lion, and my family is the righteous and righteous falcon lion family...... Hear me all clearly?"

It's good that Lynn didn't explain, this rhetorical speech convinced everyone at Castle Black of one thing, Castle Black was born tonight with a new dragon, which was the first strange thing in Westeros in hundreds of years.

So the new people, who were still hesitating whether they had heard the wrong thing, or thought that maybe Lord Lynn of the North had said the wrong thing, exploded with a bang, and everyone began to scatter away, muttering about the first treasure to Lord Lynn's new dragon.

The dragon loved the glittering golden things, the ore brought from outside the fortress did not know if it would work, and the ancestral sword scabbard inlaid with gems, everyone was excited to see the dragon for the first time, and went to the various tribal gathering areas in the shack to get tribute.

Lost and Tormund looked at each other in the clearing, watching the surrounding savages leave happily one after another, Tormund asked Jon Snow worriedly: "Brother Snow, it's not that my brother doesn't want to restrain these tribes, there really is a dragon to be born, I also want to sacrifice the sword at the bottom of my box, I heard that the baby dragon was born and harvested a tribute, the tribute giver will be blessed by the dragon, this is a legend that has been widely spread since the shadow of Yasha." But brother, do you think it's really possible for Lord Lynn to hatch that dragon egg?"

Snow scooped the lamb chops in his crockpot into Ygritte's bowl, pulled a small bench that no one sat on from the side, carefully wiped his sleeve clean and politely placed it behind Tormond, and saw Tormond, who was known as the nemesis of the giant outside the Cypriots, sit down.

Snow knew that Tormund had moved his mind and assumed the identity of the savage king, so he whispered and explained: "I said, you let these new people rush to offer tribute, and I will listen to Duncan secretly...... It is... The god general knight who led the cavalry to rush into the strange ghost array to capture the strange ghost alive said, Lord Lynn has two dragon eggs, this time we will not participate, and you don't look down on the real dragon of your family, besides, since the Gripper Divine Beast can hatch the first one, then there will be a second birth, and we can strive for the blessing of the second dragon. ”

Tormund listened to Jon Snow's words and immediately regained his composure.

"The Snow brothers are worthy of being from an aristocratic family, which is reliable. ”

Lynn hid behind the window of the house, looked under the tower through the cracks, looked at the newcomers who were ready to sacrifice various treasures for the true dragon, and looked at their eager looks, so he nodded slightly.

That's great, whoever dares to say that they have abandoned the traditions of the ancient falcon and lion family for the sake of the real dragon, the Xinmin Night's Watch and their own expeditionary force will tear their mouths apart.

Thinking so, Lynn comfortingly touched the big-eyed golden pig's head, closed the doors and windows, and began to enter the exchange mall of the explosive system.

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