Game of Thrones: The Wrath of the Sleeping Dragon

Cold sweat trickled down his bald head, Tob Mot's pale beard and the slight tremor in his throat as he asked the soldier supporting him.

"Of course it's a dragon."

The soldier supporting the old man spoke impatiently.

He had no idea that this guy was some kind of master blacksmith; even the boy who had been invited with him seemed braver than him.

Could this guy with only a few hairs on his head be a con artist?

The soldier looked the master blacksmith, who was quite famous in King's Landing, up and down with some suspicion.

Alongside them was a boy with black hair and big eyes. He was also startled by the terrifying roar that had a strong penetrating power, and almost ran away.

However, seeing that the soldiers around him remained calm, his unease gradually subsided.

In his carefree view, since no one around him was afraid, he had no reason to be afraid either.

After all, he didn't have any noble bloodline, only a worthless life. If others weren't afraid, why should he be?

So the black-haired boy mustered his courage and looked up to find the source of the sound.

However, at this time...

They were finally brought before Viserys's horse.

Viserys was shading his eyes with his hand as he watched the black dragon Belerien hunt in the distance.

Viserys didn't know why, but Bellerion's growth rate was far more terrifying than that of its brothers.

After several months, Rego and Viserion had grown quite a bit, but they were still somewhat inexperienced and in the process of mastering flying skills.

However, Bellerion is not only three times larger than them, but now it is longer than a mature Dothraki warhorse, reaching an astonishing four meters including its tail.

Moreover, they are already very skilled at hunting on their own, and sometimes when they want to eat seafood, they can fly all the way to the coast of Andalus and dive into the sea to catch fish.

Because of its frequent appearances, many people know that Andalus now has dragons, but this fact cannot be hidden.

Although Bellerion has grown very quickly, Viserys has never tried riding a dragon himself. Even though he has a telepathic connection with the dragon, it still takes a lot of courage to sit on its back.

After all, once you go up there, it would probably take several whole roasted cows to come down from the sky.

Viserys is currently in the process of developing a relationship with Balerion, who is still in his infancy. Therefore, the matter of personally riding a dragon can be postponed for now.

...

"Your Majesty, the person has been brought."

"This is Master Tob Mort, the blacksmith from King's Landing."

The soldier led Tob Mort to Viserys's horse and then began to introduce him.

Viserys withdrew his gaze from the distance and then noticed that his guest had arrived before him.

Holding the reins in one hand, he looked the master blacksmith up and down, then gently patted the saddle and dismounted.

Welcome to Andalus.

"Master Tob Mott".

Chapter 170 Forging Weapons

Viserys spoke softly, but he didn't pay much attention to the boy beside the master.

He thought he was just an apprentice.

Upon seeing Viserys, Tob Mort immediately knelt down and shouted.

"I have long heard that the True King is on the other side of the Narrow Sea, and today I am fortunate to see His Majesty's face."

Tob Mot had been terrified ever since he was "invited" here by Viserys's men.

His young apprentice was also unlucky; he witnessed the scene and was subsequently "invited" over as well.

The master blacksmith was initially terrified, thinking he had encountered slave traders and been kidnapped and sold into slavery on the continent of Essos.

However, it wasn't until he disembarked and was personally greeted by local maritime officials, then transferred to the most comfortable carriage and drove along a smooth road, with guards protecting him, that Tob felt a little relieved.

He later learned that it was the "Young Dragon Lord" who had already caused a great stir in the Chronicles of the Emperor who had invited him.

Although the Red Keep had been strictly forbidding people from discussing Viserys's whereabouts across the Narrow Sea, and the Gold Robes were arresting anyone who dared to speak out, news of his arrival was still being reported.

However, it's impossible to catch all such people making such statements, and it's very difficult to leave behind conclusive evidence.

After all, no one has written it down in black and white on the wall. As long as someone is arrested and firmly denies it, the Golden Robe agents can't do anything about it. They can only lock them up in jail, beat them up, and then release them.

Moreover, King's Landing is a melting pot of all sorts of people, including many underground forces, mostly people from the lower rungs of society who live in the gray areas, such as thieves and robbers.

If the Golden Robe Man dared to go to their territory, he might get a beating with a sack over his head, and then they wouldn't be able to catch a single person.

When the War of the Usurper ended, the hatred towards the Lannisters was extremely high in King's Landing.

Several Lannister soldiers suddenly disappeared while on patrol, and the next day their bodies were hung on poles atop Mudgate, a blatant slap in the face to the Duke of Casterly Rock.

Therefore, King's Landing is densely populated and a melting pot of different people, making unified control of speech simply impossible.

Thus, titles and news about Viserys such as 'True Dragon,' 'The True Master of the Iron Throne,' 'True King,' and 'Young Dragon Lord' flew around King's Landing.

Most of these messages are spread by people who are dissatisfied with the status quo and want to seek change and vent their frustrations.

As a blacksmith making a living in King's Landing, Tob had naturally heard of Viserys's name, and even heard that Viserys had a dragon.

However, at that time he looked down on Viserys, believing him to be nothing more than a remnant of the old Targaryens, and that dragons had disappeared for a hundred years and could not possibly reappear.

Times have changed. The Targaryen dynasty has ended, and Baratheon is the future master of the Iron Throne.

Those who still cling to the Targaryens are nothing but foolish conservatives, dull-witted and inflexible.

Tob even had a verbal argument with others about this at that time.

However, now...

bang bang bang...

The master blacksmith kowtowed repeatedly, calling out "True King," as if he were captivated by Viserys's charisma.

Roar--

Another roar of a dragon rolled in from afar, seemingly carrying an ancient and desolate aura, as if it were the enormous roar of an ancient creature that had spanned countless ages, awe-inspiring and chilling.

Hearing that terrifying roar once again, Tob's body, kneeling on the ground, trembled violently, and he didn't even dare to raise his head to look.

He no longer dared to doubt whether dragons really existed.

Call ~

Then, the enormous shadow swept over everyone's heads once more, flying into the distance, while the ensuing gale stirred up dust and fallen leaves on the ground.

The black-haired boy, who was also kneeling beside his master, looked up curiously and saw the giant dragon flying into the distance. His eyes widened, his mouth opened slightly, and he let out a soft exclamation in disbelief.

"This...this is a dragon?"

Viserys heard the boy's exclamation and glanced at him slightly.

He then looked away and helped Tob up from the ground, adopting a humble and respectful demeanor.

Andalus really needs a master blacksmith to improve the overall military technology and forge sharper weapons and tougher armor.

In overall military operations, morale and training certainly play a very important role, but equipment is equally important.

A sword that can withstand a hundred cuts without dulling is a different level of weapon from one that can withstand two hundred cuts without dulling. The former is too brittle and lacks toughness, and will shatter upon impact during combat. Such weapons would be deadly to soldiers on the battlefield.

Therefore, Viserys placed great importance on the quality of soldiers' weapons and armor. Andalus had a special armory that purchased the finest iron ore, and the weapons produced were not allowed to have a high defect rate.

A master blacksmith like Tob Mort, a highly skilled professional, would be protected anywhere. Only in a chaotic place like King's Landing was he not valued, which gave Viserys the opportunity to send men to ambush him, put him in a sack, and take him away.

The group then returned to the castle.

Viserys also took out the Heart of the Red Comet from his most treasured possessions.

click -

Viserys lifted the lid of the treasure chest, and the Heart of the Star lay quietly inside, still as vivid as blood, as pure and clear as a ruby.

Moreover, after the treasure chest was opened, everyone clearly felt that the overall room temperature dropped by several degrees.

This star heart still has an extremely low temperature; touching it feels like touching a piece of ice.

Tob's gaze was immediately drawn to the box as it was opened.

Although this master blacksmith was somewhat cowardly and groveled, upon seeing such a precious material, his heart still raced, his eyes widened, and he even forgot his earlier fear.

Since returning from his apprenticeship at Kohol, Tob Mot's greatest dream in life has been to personally forge a peerless divine weapon that will be passed down for centuries.

However, to forge such a weapon, one would need precious materials comparable to Valyrian steel.

Unfortunately, Valyria has been destroyed, and the technique for forging Valyrian steel has also disappeared with the wrath of the gods.

All that remains in the world are Valyrian steel swords that already have names and titles.

His only hope was to melt them down and forge new weapons, but those weapons would still not be weapons he had forged himself.

However, at this moment, Tob's heart was racing, as if he had seen a new hope.

"Are you really willing to entrust this Heart of the Stars to me forging?"

He suppressed his excitement and held up the precious Heart of the Stars, then continued to ask questions.

"I wonder what kind of weapon Your Majesty is skilled with?"

Chapter 171 One-Handed Sword

Viserys pondered for a moment. In fact, he had already come up with an answer to this question, but he still confirmed it in his mind one last time.

"A one-handed sword, I suppose."

Viserys was proficient in many weapons. He had studied under the Red Keep Overseer and had also taught his brother, Ser William Darryl, traditional knightly swordsmanship, namely one-handed swords or two-handed broadswords.

He later briefly studied the swordsmanship of the Water Dancers under Sirio Forel, the chief swordsman of Braavos, but that experience only deepened Viserys's understanding of swordsmanship through extensive research.

Oberyn then went to Dragonstone and then to Andalus, where Viserys followed Oberyn to practice the use of spears and lances, techniques more suitable for mounted combat.

As the owners of the 'Sunpiercing Spear' sigil, House Martell had always been quite skilled in the use of long weapons, so Oberyn's guidance greatly improved Viserys's ability to fight on horseback.

Therefore, Viserys was very skilled with both the spear and the sword, but he still made the first choice when selecting them.