Chapter 10: Generous Friend

Baelon felt an indescribable sentiment as his new friend departed without saying goodbye.

There hadn't been time for more conversation.

"I want to take a few more rides," Baelon joked with Ilic.

"If we're meant to, maybe we'll meet again," Ilic responded with a smile.

After ensuring the prince was settled, Ilic rose and disposed of the pheasant's body.

Watching Ilic's white tunic, Baelon pursed his lips, took the water bag from the side, and had a sip.

"Ha, I'm still alive."

His throat moistened, and suddenly Baelon remembered the system alert he heard before slipping into a coma.

"I wonder if that was an auditory hallucination," he pondered.

With that thought, the system panel appeared.

[Baelon Targaryen]

Talents: Dreamer (gold), Longevity (green) Lineage: Dragon King of ancient Valyria (+10%)

Habilidades: Valyrian ancient language (Competent)...

Relic: Blood and Fire (Fire resistance +50%) Comment: "Lucky lad, you've made a generous friend."

Looking at a certain line of small words on the system panel, Baelon's eyes widened.

"A new talent, longevity?"

Baelon blinked, confirming repeatedly that he was right.

"There really is a new talent!"

His heart pounded, and Baelon covered his chest, not to mention how excited he was.

"What does it mean to live a hundred years? Can I really live to be a hundred?"

Baelon knew his body was essentially half useless, not to mention riddled with holes.

The little heart beat faster and faster, Baelon's hands and feet were cold, but his heart was even happier.

His frailty lay in organic insufficiency.

That's why he got out of breath after walking a few steps and his heart received insufficient blood supply when he got a little excited.

Now he felt like his heart was bursting out of his chest.

There was only a slight discomfort.

Not even his hands or feet trembled.

"Haha, I can live to be a hundred and that damn disease can't kill me anymore!"

After recovering from a long illness, Baelon couldn't control his growing mood and suddenly burst into laughter.

Ilic, who had just finished plucking chicken feathers, was about to barbecue when he was startled by sudden laughter.

Looking back, he saw the prince lying on the ground laughing wildly without any picture.

His arms were stretched and waved back and forth, lifting the ground and swinging it senselessly.

Great joy affected Baelon's young mind, driving him to vent his confusion.

Otherwise, he will fall into madness.

Though in Ilic's eyes, Baelon was a bit lunatic now.

"Seven hells, don't torture me anymore," lamented Ilic, but he didn't bother to roast chicken and go see the prince.

Just waking up from a coma, don't make him angry again.

Sneaking away to the prince was enough to get him taken to trial by the king.

If a crazy little prince returns, the king will definitely have his head cut off.

"Dear brother, I hope this won't affect you."

Ilic silently prayed that his brother Alec wouldn't be affected when they hanged him.

...

It turns out Elizabeth was worried.

After letting Baelon go crazy for more than ten minutes, he collapsed from exhaustion.

Lying on the ground, he didn't want to move.

Ask him why he's laughing, and you'll only get one answer.

"Isn't it worth it for a cripple to get rid of his crutches?" Ilic didn't understand.

But he realized the prince was recovering well.

There shouldn't be a possibility of coma or madness.

"The head is saved."

Shaking his head, Ilic said he couldn't keep up with Targaryen's train of thought.

Let's just roast the chicken and make an urgent dinner.

Baelon lay quietly on Elik's spread white tunic, wandering in his thoughts.

He thought of many things.

The "generous friend" from the system review...

The white deer Ilic said fed him with a red fruit...

the lineage of the ancient Valyrian Dragon King whose lineage column kept increasing...

he looked at the system panel.

The system detected the white deer as a rare species eligible for exploration.

Exploration is completed automatically while Baelon lies unconscious in his arms.

And that red fruit is the reward of the exploration.

[Magic Creature. White Deer]

Exploration Progress: "100%"

"The relic is automatically collected, detecting..."

"Successfully detected, determined as an epic relic, an auspicious blessing."

"Activate the relic?"

"The relic is activated automatically."

Congratulations, auspicious blessings are exciting and successful, you have obtained...

[Longevity]

Level: Good (green)

Function: The blessing from an auspicious beast to new friends can make the most sincere wishes come true.

Comment: "Red grapes are too sweet, and sour-sweet oranges are more in line with the taste..."

Seeing the comments filled with personal will, Baelon smiled from the bottom of his heart.

The disappointment of Bai Lu leaving without saying goodbye disappeared completely.

"Thank you, good friend," Baelon silently thanked Bai Lu.

At the same time, he discovered a blind spot.

The blessing of the auspicious beast is considered an epic-level.

The [Longevity] that can be obtained after activation is only of good level.

Compared to the legendary level of [Blood and Fire], and even the excellent level of competence of the Ancient Valyrian, they are all inferior.

After thinking for a moment, Baelon attributed the trait "blessed" to himself.

Unconsciously, Baelon wanted to have a healthy body.

The blessing is aimed at this.

Grant him [longevity], good health, and longevity.

Looking at the crescent moon in the night, Baelon's eyes contained an unprecedented relief and the dark circles under his eyes seemed to have faded a lot.

"From tonight onwards, I will no longer be a sickly man."

"A Baelon Targaryen not threatened by death will bring to this world a legend that will last for thousands of years."

With a single hand raising his fist up His head, Baelon made a decision in secret.

Let everyone know his name!

Elise, who was cooking on the side, smelled the golden-skinned roasted chicken and seemed puzzled.

"It's rare, isn't it confusing?"

...

The next day.

Early in the morning, the drowsy Baelon was lifted onto his horse, muttering "Dragon's Flame."

Walking back to the camp, Ilic raised the corners of his mouth: "As expected of a Targaryen child, in his dreams they're all riding dragons."

The morning dew gradually disappeared, and the sun kept rising.

At around eight in the morning, Elis, riding a black horse, appeared at the camp entrance.

"Ilic, you're finally back."

Before entering the camp, a figure emerged from the corner with a voice full of surprise.

Baelon, who had woken up long ago, looked and saw another face of Ilic.

There's no need to think.

This is Elik's twin brother, Alec Kagel.

Alec looked anxious and grabbed the reins. Without waiting for his brother's response, he asked, "Where were you yesterday?" In the face of his brother's indignation, Alec dismounted while holding Baelon in his arms, and said helplessly, "What do you think?"

Alec became even more angry. "The king ordered you to bring Prince Baelon to see him, but you took him and escaped from the camp. This is enough for the king to order you hanged!"

Ilic's eyes were complicated, his lips moved slightly, and finally turned into a sigh of distress.

The experience from yesterday was so strange that it was hard for him to digest.

Moreover, to tell it to a stubborn brother.

Seeing his dilemma, Baelon took the initiative to rescue him: "Sir Alec, it was I who asked your brother to take me out of the camp, not by his original intention."

Alec looked at Baelon, who was not as tall as his own legs, and lowered his head. "Your Highness the Prince, It's not his fault, the king waited for you and the princess for a long time yesterday, and was extremely angry."

"Can you understand what I mean?"

Upon hearing Alec's deep words, Baelon said sincerely, "Don't worry, I understand your concern for your brother, and I will do my best to defend Sir Ilic."

"This happened because of me, and I will bear all the consequences."