What did he do to the eggs?
When Ash thought about it casually, seventeen or eighteen kinds of magic potions and inscription arrays popped up in his mind... Well, he did a lot to the little gray egg.
In order to hatch the little gray egg that had weak vitality and was slow to break out of the shell, he read through all the books and notes and tried various methods.
He coughed lightly and started from the very beginning, when he bought the little gray egg on the night of the starfall. As for the rest, he would let Zeldorf judge for himself.
First, let’s talk about what the cub eggs looked like when they saw them.
The eggshell is small, gray and inconspicuous.
So it is also the cheapest one after calculating by weight.
Lavinia shook her head and said in surprise, "That's impossible. Before our golden dragons were born, even their eggshells were golden and beautiful!"
Zeldorf also hesitated for a moment: "Our black dragon's eggshell is as fine and shiny as obsidian, it can't be like this... and the egg is so small..."
Xiaolong looked at them in disbelief. They were all arguing that he was the Golden Dragon/Black Dragon? How could he deny it so quickly?
The blue dragon stroked his chin and said thoughtfully, "I say, if this little fellow is really the only dragon egg left in that world, after so many years, it is not impossible for it to shrink and fade, right?"
When he finished speaking, he noticed that everyone was looking at him. He was startled: "What's wrong? Did I say something wrong?"
Lavinia laughed: "Yes, it is possible."
From the appearance of a dragon egg, you can see the vitality of the dragon egg. The eggs that are large, bright, and shiny are healthy and full of vitality. On the other hand, the eggs that are small, with dull and rough shells are likely to die.
It is not easy for a healthy dragon egg to survive thousands of years, so it is normal for it to become weak.
Zeldof looked at Ash and motioned for him to continue.
So Ash continued, saying that Sigourney bought the dragon egg and gave it to him. Because the dragon egg was given by Sigourney, he kept it with him all the time and tried many ways to hatch it.
The dragons: “…” They should have carefully distinguished the hatching methods to see if there were any methods that would stain the dragon’s skin color, but as they listened, their gums began to feel sour unconsciously, and the whole dragon was about to die.
Bullying them, Young Master Long, is it impossible for him to find someone he likes? !
Soon, Ash told the story of how he and Sigourney were attacked in the snow demon's lair, and how they, along with the little gray egg, fell into the icy underground river.
The dragons unreasonably considered the possibility that the little dragon inside the egg had been frozen to the point of changing color.
Then they heard Ash say, "In the underground space, we also found a room covered with murals. That was the first time I learned about dragons."
"Oh, right." He reached out to touch the other small bag on his waist. The little gray egg was in it before. Now that the little dragon has hatched, there are only "There Will Be Stars to Love You for Me" and a scale left. "There was also a scale that fell off the mural. I put it away too. It's right here - eh?"
His fingertips circled the small bag, and felt nothing except the hard touch of the alchemical tool.
What about scales?
Lavinia, whose expression suddenly became strange when Ash talked about the murals in the room, finally couldn't help but say, "No need to look for it."
Ash: "Hmm?"
Lavinia glanced at Xiaolong, then at Zeldorf, and silently lowered her head, covering her face with one hand: "I know what's going on."
Zeldorf suddenly had a bad feeling.
Lavinia asked, "Scales, are they golden?"
Ash nodded.
Lavinia asked again: "In that mural, there is a dragon island and many dragons, but the golden dragon is the most handsome, right?"
Ash nodded.
Lavinia shook her shoulders and said, "The scales you got fell from this golden dragon, right?"
Ash has realized it: "Did you paint the mural? Are the golden scales yours too?"
Lavinia raised his head with a serious expression: "Hmm." Unfortunately, his serious expression did not last for a second before it was broken by a bright smile on his face, "That golden dragon is my self-portrait!"
He stopped being mysterious and began to explain to the dragons with great excitement and pride.
The underground hall that Ash was talking about was once his studio.
In the end, he painted a self-portrait for himself. In order to make the portrait more imposing and realistic, he even used a piece of his own fallen scale and secretly hid it in the painted scale.
Later, Ash picked up his scales and put them back into the small bag, next to the little gray egg...
Lavinia put one hand on her chest, her voice full of emotion rising and falling, "It has been thousands of years. Even if the dragon egg had some kind of adventure, it would have reached the end of its life if it had survived until now. It was weak, endangered, and unconscious. It was hard to say when it would die. At this time, it met my scales. My magic power and breath guided the little dragon that had been sleeping for too long to wake up, and finally it was able to break out of the shell and hatch."
The corners of his lips curled up into a smug smile: "It was me who gave the little dragon a new life. My blood gave it a second bloodline."
He gave the black dragon a knowing look and said, "Look, I am your brother's life-saving dragon. Have you thought about how to repay me? I think the treasure in your cave is very good."
Ash pondered. To put it simply, when the little dragon was on the verge of death, it was stimulated by the golden dragon's scales and struggled to regain life. During this process, the eggshell absorbed the scales and its body mutated?
It turns out that the little gray egg was internally dyed with golden scales?
The blue dragon laughed. "So it seems that Xiaolong is Zeldorf's younger brother, so you have the same aura. Xiaolong also absorbed Lavinia's scales in the eggshell, so it makes sense that he has Lavinia's aura."
Then his smile became subtle: "Xiaolong should call Zeldorf brother and Lavinia father, right? So..." He raised his eyebrows, and his eyes drifted from Zeldorf to Lavinia...
A dragon foolishly responded to him: "So, Zeldorf should also call Lavinia father?"
“…”
“…”
Also, is there such an operation?
But if you think about it realistically, there is nothing wrong with this operation, right?
All the dragons, including Ash and Signy, fell into a speechless silence.
The two dragons involved also stood there in amazement.
I never expected this.
They don’t want another father/son!
Xiaolong lay on top of Ash's head, and finally, in the silence, he digested everyone's words belatedly, and consciously understood the truth, and he straightened his chest with great pride.
Looking at Zeldorf: "Hey!" Brother!
Looking at Lavinia: "Yo!" Dad!
The sound is cheerful and unusually loud.
I found two family members at once! I'm so lucky!
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