Chapter 33: Escape

Rolling to the ground, Baelon's head was spinning, and he looked around in confusion.

As he turned his head to look back, he saw Illic, dressed in silver armor and a white tunic, pressing down on him, protecting him firmly.

"Ilic, you should be watching the cave entrance, why are you here?" Baelon asked dazedly as his mind couldn't turn.

"Protecting your safety is my most important responsibility!" Illic's voice was muffled as he quickly got up, holding Baelon in his arms and escaping.

Baelon didn't hear clearly what he said and couldn't help but look back.

I also want to see what Menghuo is like.

He had almost tamed Dreamfire.

Unexpectedly, things change too fast, you fight at the first sign of fights and your efforts are in vain.

"Hiss ~~" Illic walked quickly, rushing out of the lair in a few steps and running out through the tunnel.

Baelon's eyes remained on Dreamfire, watching the light blue beast vent its anger.

Suddenly, his eyes noticed the chain around Menghuo's neck.

Menghuo's body twisted back and forth, and the dragon's sharp teeth bit the chain as thick as an adult's thigh, causing sparks to fly everywhere.

"It's the chain! The chain interrupted Dreamfire's master recognition ceremony, which angered him!" An idea passed through his mind, and Baelon shouted angrily, looking at the chain that led him to not train the dragon.

Discovering the motive, Baelon immediately exploded.

His mood was no better than Menghuo's, who was going mad at that moment. He wanted to kill the bastard with this chain.

Before he could say anything more, Illic rounded the corner running and completely lost sight of Menghuo.

After a while, he ran out of the nest and returned to the cave entrance.

Menas immediately ran over and asked anxiously, "How is His Highness? Is everything okay?"

Illic pushed him away and snorted, "Shut up, you better pray that the prince is okay."

With that, he laid Baelon on the ground, crouched down, and looked back and forth.

Baelon was now regretful, at his mercy.

"Damn it, I almost mastered Dreamfire!"

He felt so regretful!

Illic first opened Baelon's head and checked it from side to side, then confirmed that his head was not injured, he checked the limbs.

"The arms and legs are fine, and the fingers and toes are fine..."

As he muttered, Illic looked at Baelon's back, his expression immediately turning grim.

The clothing on the back had long been burned, and the back that should have been white was covered with dense blisters.

"This is a severe burn!" Menas exclaimed, as if blisters were growing on him.

"Stay calm, I'm not blind yet!"

Illic looked at him bitterly, wishing he could kill the illegitimate bachelor who had bewitched the prince into training the dragon with a sword.

After a brief separation, Menas regained composure.

Of course, he knew what the consequences would be if the prince were injured.

When he thought of the gallows calling him, Menas felt his eyes darken.

"Wait a moment, I know medicinal herbs and medicines. I can treat His Highness."

Fearful of returning, Menas also protected his sanity and thought of a way to save his life.

Fearful that Illic wouldn't listen to his advice, he took out a collar from his clothes, from which hung three different types of links: black iron, silver, and gold.

"Go, I don't trust you."

How could Illic listen? He picked up Baelon and left.

During this life-or-death crisis, Baelon felt nothing.

Now out of danger, Baelon took a deep breath and almost fainted from the pain that followed Illic's movements.

"Sir, wait a moment, it hurts too much!"

The whole back and neck were severely burned. The pain from the fire irritated the nerves all the time and had begun to worsen to the point of numbness.

"It's okay to let me handle it temporarily for His Highness. His current injury can't withstand blows and must be treated quickly."

Menas opened his hands and blocked Illic's way.

Illic knew the urgency of the matter and looked hesitantly at Baelon.

Baelon showed his teeth and said, "Treat it! I can't bear it anymore!"

Illic nodded, looked at Menas with a wicked look, and warned, "If I find out you dare to play tricks on me, you'll be in trouble."

Menas Qing hummed, "I value life more than you think."

Then he told Illic to carry Baelon on his back and leave the tunnel smoothly.

"My residence is near Dreamfire's lair. There are herbs and equipment there."

After exiting the tunnel, Menas climbed the stairs and entered a narrow wooden house on the edge of Dreamfire's lair.

"You live here?"

Looking at the dilapidated furniture and the musty smell of the wooden house, Illic didn't expect a bachelor to be so confused.

Menas quickly went to the bed and lay down, pulling out a square wooden box from under the bed.

After opening it, there were all kinds of bottles and jars inside, containing medicinal powders and pills...

"Put the prince on the bed. I'll do a simple cleaning of the surface first."

Menas hurriedly spoke, not even arguing. with Elik I'm not in the mood at all.

"The movement is a bit big, please be patient," Illic reminded Baelon, and watched him roll down and press him onto the bed.

"Hiss! Isn't it a bit late to remind me of that?"

Baelon's face was twisted in pain and indignation.

"Stop talking and save some energy, Your Highness."

Menas found two ceramic jars and lightly sprinkled a layer of medicinal powder on Baelon's back.

"It hurts, it hurts..."

Baelon gritted his teeth, his hands and feet had uncontrollable spasms.

Glancing at Illic, he said painfully, "Why didn't I faint? Wouldn't I have fainted long ago after this kind of injury?"

Illic was speechless and choked, "People will faint when they endure severe and unbearable pain. The fact that you haven't fainted shows that it's not painful enough."

"But I already feel strong enough," argued Baelon hoarsely.

It's not that he's talkative.

If he didn't find someone to chat with to distract himself, he might faint from the pain.

"Seven levels of hell! Such a large area of burns came from dragon flames. How did His Highness survive?"

Menas couldn't help but sigh as he applied medicine and bandages.

Judging by the knowledge he had learned, dragon flames exhaled by an adult dragon are enough to melt steel.

If the human body comes into direct contact with dragon flame, it will be reduced to ashes.

It's hard to imagine that Baelon could still remain conscious after being scratched by dragon flames.

Upon hearing Menas's exclamation, Baelon instead asked, "Weren't you waiting for me in

 the lair? Why did Sir Illic come to save me?"

Menas's face froze, embarrassedly saying, "I was confused for a moment. I should have taken you back to Dreamfire's lair."

"As soon as you entered, I regretted it."

"I specifically ran out to seek help from the White Knight, fearing you were in danger."

"It's unimaginable that Dreamfire would go crazy so fast. Still, it caused you such severe injuries."

Baelon ignored him and looked at Illic.

Illic didn't deny it, kneeling on one knee with a thud, and said loudly:

"The duty entrusted to me by the king is to protect you. Letting you run alone in danger is already a serious breach of responsibility on my part."

"I... apologize for the trouble, White Tunic."

After saying that, Illic lowered his head and took off the mostly burned white cloak on his back.

Looking at the burned white cloak, Baelon looked at Illic's back with concern and asked, "Are you injured, sir?"

Illic was taken aback for a moment, "No, Your Highness."

Baelon heard this. He breathed a sigh of relief and said bitterly, "I'm not the best. I blame myself for following my own path. If you get hurt because of me, I'll really be ashamed."

"It's my duty," Illic responded lightly.

"No, your mission at that time was to stay on standby," Baelon buried his face in his arms and said desperately, "Sir, thank you for coming to save me despite the past grievances. I'm so sorry!"

The plot of the previous chapter is to pave the way for the future, there is no need to worry about the outcome of the failure despite having blood.

In fact, the protagonist succeeds.

He had already established a connection with Menghuo, but it was interrupted by a chain halfway.

Before Aemond tamed Vhagar, he also attempted to touch Dreamfire, but a blast of dragon flame scared him off.

Each Targaryen has experiences growing up.