"Indeed, the Lannisters are truly ruthless." An old man dressed in coarse linen clothes shook his head and sighed.
"I've also heard that the Mountain raped and murdered Prince Rhaegar's wife, and cruelly killed his two children. You know, the Mountain's knighthood was personally bestowed by Prince Rhaegar!" A one-eyed man took a big gulp of wine.
At this moment, Raman handed Gavin a few eggs and said to him, "Little one, I heard that the Tyrell family has withdrawn their troops, lifted the siege of Phoenixbrook, and declared Robert Baratheon as king. Ser Edmund will be back soon, and your life will be much better when he returns. Little one, maybe you'll be able to go back to the castle soon."
After delivering the good news, Raman noticed that Gavin had no reaction, only trembling and a look of surprise on his face. Thinking that he was overjoyed, Raman quickly rubbed his little face and instructed him, "Gavin must be so happy. Alright, hurry up and take your things home."
Gavin walked along the bumpy, winding path home, the blood-red sunset casting a long, thin shadow over his slender yet resilient figure. The evening breeze ruffled his hair, and his face beamed with barely suppressed excitement, his mind churning with a surging tide of thoughts.
It wasn't the news that just came out, but rather that the pendant seemed to have finished absorbing its energy, and a panel appeared in front of him.
Host: Gavin. Buddha Flower
Age: 6
Bloodline:
Bloodfire Dragonborn (15% Developed): Valyrian dragon bloodline, capable of riding dragons and manipulating fire, not yet fully developed.
Command:
15 (Your subordinates can be upgraded through the panel)
Skill:
Higher Valyrian: Proficient
Flame Manipulation: Beginner
Energy Points: 3 (Gained by automatically absorbing surrounding magic power, or by actively absorbing magic power)
A storm raged within him. The panel filled him with excitement, and he thought to himself: I knew it! He'd already transmigrated, so how could he not have a cheat system? All his previous feelings—the heavy humiliation, the ever-present oppression, and the unfathomable confusion of facing the unknown world—vanished without a trace at this moment, like morning mist under the warm rising sun.
His previously firm plan to curry favor with powerful figures was gradually forgotten. Ambition suddenly swelled within him, like a wild horse that had broken free of its reins, becoming uncontrollable.
He pondered that even the iron chair, symbolizing supreme power, was not unworthy of his presence. Besides, he also longed to obtain one of those incredibly precious dragon eggs.
After all, being born a dragon in this life means having the potential to ride dragons. Although there are no dragon eggs at the moment, didn't Daenerys's three dragon eggs hatch in the story? Perhaps she could obtain one through scheming, and there might be other dragon eggs as well. In this backward world, resembling the Middle Ages, dragons have a completely different meaning: absolute air superiority on the battlefield and overwhelming pressure on the enemy.
After much contemplation, Gavin calmed down. Dragons weren't invincible in this world; there were instances in the show where dragon-slaying crossbows could kill dragons, and the Night King could shoot one down with a javelin. Moreover, his current identity was that of a bastard, and even with the advantage of foresight, it was difficult to determine the extent of his plans. The dragon eggs were still a distant prospect; at least Daenerys had the status of an exiled royal, which was why she was given dragon eggs.
Gavin then stared intently at the strange cheat code panel before him, his gaze fixed on the plus signs next to Bloodline and Skill.
After careful consideration, Gavin finally decided to allocate some energy to his bloodline. As he gently clicked the plus sign next to his strength attribute, his bloodline development instantly jumped to 16%. A warm current surged through his body, flowing swiftly to every limb and bone. He clearly felt his muscles subtly expanding, his strength increasing like a tidal wave. Even the iron pot that had felt heavy in his hands suddenly felt much lighter.
However, Gavin understood that this was just an illusion caused by a sudden increase in physical strength, but his physical attributes had indeed improved by enhancing his bloodline.
Gavin then turned his attention to the skills. There were only two: Higher Valyrian and Fire Manipulation. After a moment's thought, he invested a little more energy into Fire Manipulation. The "Beginner" skill on the panel instantly changed to "Proficient," and a surge of knowledge and understanding of fire manipulation flooded his mind, as if he had practiced for countless years.
He hurriedly ran to a secluded corner, and impatiently snapped his fingers. A dazzling flame instantly ignited at his fingertips. Compared to before, this flame was much more vigorous and intense, and it was even easier to control, as if it were completely at his command. It became more flexible and free, dancing freely with his thoughts.
Gavin, who was very excited, looked at the Domination panel again, but there was no plus sign after it. It seemed that he could not use it under his current conditions.
Deeply feeling the significant changes in his body and abilities, Gavin is filled with confidence and anticipation for the future.
Looking at the remaining 1 point of energy, he couldn't help but fall into deep thought, secretly guessing that the source of these energy points was most likely the mysterious magic contained within the dragon bone.
It seems he'll have to find a way to collect more energy points in the future. However, obtaining energy points is extremely difficult. Currently, he only knows that dragon bones contain magic, but given his current status, acquiring them won't be easy. Gavin remembers that the Red Keep has a large number of dragon bones in the story, and many dragon bone artifacts have also been scattered throughout the world. However, these items are either extremely difficult to obtain or very expensive.
Moreover, due to certain inexplicable and peculiar effects, many male nobles in this world were extremely fond of dragon bones, some even grinding them into powder and consuming them. This resulted in most of the dragon bones circulating outside being ground into powder and consumed.
It seems I need to find a way to learn more skills. I've already made up my mind—to offer up the salt-making method in exchange for an opportunity, but I can only offer it to one person: my powerful and benevolent uncle in the territory, Edmund Cortoine.
As it happened, according to the plot as he knew it, this bloody and brutal war of usurpers had already come to an end. And now, Ser Edmond was about to return.
Having made his decision, Gavin's thoughts didn't stop; instead, they raced, considering what path he could take. At the same time, he pondered how to best present the salt-making method. Should he offer it directly to his uncle? Or should he find a suitable opportunity that would highlight its value?