Game of Thrones: The Wrath of the Sleeping Dragon

Ding~

A round, silver deer landed on the ground with a crisp sound.

A moment later.

A small figure darted out of the darkness, looked around, and found no one was paying attention.

Then he quickly picked up the silver deer from the ground, stuffed it into his bosom, and disappeared into the darkness once again.

Chapter 15 Nightmares and Disasters

The true cause of Kevon's death was quickly spread with the help of certain individuals.

Because of the recent looting, there are quite a few people in King's Landing who harbor hatred towards the Lannister family.

Furthermore, among the nobles who were also rebels, there were many who were jealous of the Lannisters' victory. With the tacit cooperation of all parties, the Lannister family's infamy quickly spread throughout King's Landing.

Countless ordinary people applauded Kevan's death, believing that the Targaryen family would eventually make a comeback and make the Lannisters pay their debts.

The Targaryens still retain popular support among the people.

Lord Tywin Lannister was recently hit in the face with a rotten egg while out and about.

His face was cold, even ashen, and anyone could see the Duke Tywin's rage.

However, the city guards, also known as the Gold Robes, who were essentially lackeys, conducted a chaotic search but failed to find the true culprit behind the attack on Lord Tywin.

Instead, things got even more outrageous, with Tywin being portrayed as an utterly wicked demon.

In the end, there were even incidents where several Lannister soldiers patrolling King's Landing were ambushed and beaten to death by a mob that suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

The situation continues to escalate.

However, countless people in the usurper's camp were happy to witness such a thing.

They even added fuel to the fire, constantly trying to pin the blame on the Lannister family.

After all, the fewer people sharing the cake, the better.

...

But in the distance.

Dragonstone Island.

I don't know how much time has passed.

Viserys remained in bed, fast asleep, as a series of complex dreams flooded his mind.

He dreamed of his past and present lives.

He dreamed that a giant dragon breathed dragonfire at him, trying to burn him to ashes.

I also dreamt of a world-ending scene, with all the volcanoes erupting at once, pouring countless ash, smoke, and flames into the sky.

The cracked earth swallowed up the solemn temples, palaces, and bustling towns.

"Where...is this?"

Viserys didn't know why he was dreaming of such a scene, yet he felt a slight shiver as if he were actually there.

He understood that this was a manifestation of fear.

It was like the feeling he had when he was attacked on the main road and a frightened warhorse charged straight at him.

It's like a fish thrown ashore, desperately opening its mouth to breathe, praying that this natural disaster, man-made calamity, or the wrath of the gods will stop.

Why did such a terrible disaster happen here?

However, no one could give him an answer.

Countless images of world destruction filled Viserys' mind. He felt as if he had personally experienced this catastrophe, playing many roles and experiencing the 'first-person perspective' of many people during this disaster.

The cycle repeats itself endlessly.

However, the disaster eventually came to an end, turning into a cloud of black mist and disappearing into the vast sea of ​​smoke.

And the psychological torment Viserys suffered in his dream finally came to an end.

Everything vanished like smoke, and darkness gradually enveloped everything before his eyes. Then, the boy lying on the bed seemed to gradually return to his senses, and he heard a series of indistinct sounds around him, the sound of whispered conversations, and the soft sobbing of a girl.

Finally, he felt a soft, rustling tongue licking his cheek, as if trying to wake him up.

Viserys finally opened his eyes slowly at this moment, but he was completely weak, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness.

All the strength in his body had been drained, leaving him lying helplessly on the bed, barely moving his fingers.

His throat was parched, like parched, cracked earth. He pursed his dry lips and asked for a glass of water in a hoarse voice.

"water."

"Give me a glass of water."

The little black cat was the first to notice that Viserys had woken up. It was licking the boy's cheek when it saw that he had opened his eyes, tilted his head slightly, and there seemed to be a hint of excitement in his dark green eyes.

The first person to hear Viserys's voice was a girl who was lying by his bedside, sobbing softly.

"Hey, Viserys, you're awake?!"

The brown-haired girl was crying her eyes out when she heard Viserys's voice in surprise. Her voice startled the others in the house.

Queen Leila, Viserys' mother, also hurried over. The experienced scholar brought over a glass of warm water and gently helped Viserys sit up against the headboard.

Then I fed him water to moisten his thirsty throat.

"Child, how are you feeling?"

His mother sat beside him, but Viserys was still feeling a bit dizzy. He managed to answer a few questions before falling into a deep sleep once again.

This time, Queen Leila did not allow anyone else to disturb Viserys, letting him sleep quietly in the room for a while longer.

In her opinion, Viserys must have experienced too much during this period, suffered intense fright and stimulation, coupled with the fatigue from the long journey, and then fell ill with a fever and was unconscious for a day and a night.

His beloved elder brother had died, forcing him to hastily flee King's Landing. He was attacked on the way, bravely killed an enemy, and rushed to Duskvale that very night, without much rest.

She then went to sea and spent several days on a boat. When she arrived at Dragonstone Island, she was hastily crowned before she even had a chance to rest.

Viserys must have been exhausted; after all, he was only a seven-year-old child.

Queen Leila felt extremely guilty and kept reflecting on her own problems. In fact, it was Viserys who comforted his mother, telling her that he was fine and had just had a fever.

I feel much better now, I just need some rest.

After everyone left the bedroom, Viserys, who had been 'sleeping', opened his eyes.

Her pale purple eyes were even brighter than before. She sat up and leaned against the headboard, tilting her head slightly to look at the mirror on the bedside table. The mirror reflected the sunlight filtering through the curtains.

Three seconds later.

A cloud of black mist arrived as expected.

Viserys Targaryen

Sun sign: 5

Earth element: 6

Water resistance: 8

Lunar sex: 20

The silver-haired boy in the mirror still had that unusually handsome face, but his complexion was slightly pale and he looked a little haggard.

His silver hair seemed even more dazzling than before, covering his tender shoulders like molten silver.

However, Viserys did not pay too much attention to his good looks, after all, being handsome was destined to accompany him throughout his life.

His gaze was mainly fixed on the black mist that only he could see.

"Lunar sex...20."

This means that his mental strength attribute was already far beyond that of ordinary people, but now it has jumped from 18 to 20, which is rare and has reached twice that of a normal adult.

不 ...

This multiple might not be calculated in this way.

The abilities exhibited by the black mist may become increasingly difficult to master as one progresses to higher levels.

Moreover, when the lunar energy level reaches 20, it seems that a very powerful special ability has been awakened.

Chapter 16 The Eye of a Moment

"The Eye of a Moment—"

The silver-haired boy sat on the edge of the bed, his pale purple eyes suddenly becoming deep and revealing a faint, complex pattern, like a six-pointed star magic circle, radiating a pale golden light.

The boy's eyes in the silver-plated round mirror emitted a faint golden light, and his temperament seemed to change abruptly, becoming somewhat cold and quiet.

Within his field of vision, everything around him seemed to slow down, including himself: the dust slowly falling in the dappled sunlight on the windowsill, the slow rise and fall of his breath, and the hand that slowly rose in shock.

Then it felt as if my brain had been hit by a heavy hammer.

boom--

The boy plopped down on the ground, panting heavily, and closed his eyes in pain.

"Damn it."

Everything before his eyes vanished, the faint six-pointed star magic circle in his eyes disappeared, and his aura returned to normal.

The needle-like pain in his pupils forced him to stop, and his brain also felt a bit sore.

However, in that instant he saw many things; time seemed to freeze in that second, and everything dynamic slowed down dramatically in his eyes.

"it hurts."

Viserys sat on the edge of the bed, covering his eyes with his hands, but tears still flowed uncontrollably. He was breathing heavily for a while before he recovered.

He now knew what the new special ability he had awakened this month was.

It's a kind of dynamic vision ability, similar to the legendary 'bullet time', which can slow down all the surrounding dynamics in his eyes.

"This ability...is very useful!"