Game of Thrones: The Wrath of the Sleeping Dragon

It hardly takes much thought.

Viserys understood the benefits this special ability brought him.

This can give him more time to react and make judgments in certain dangerous situations, allowing him to turn misfortune into good fortune, and also to gain the upper hand in evenly matched battles.

His lunar energy level reached 20, and this extraordinary spiritual power gave him many more abilities, including photographic memory.

In fact, the ability of the instantaneous eye does not slow down time, but rather, because his mental strength is extremely strong, he can quickly structure the opponent's movements in his mind at the first glance.

What appears to the eyes is that the other person's movements have 'slowed down,' but in reality, it's not that the other person has slowed down, but rather that their reaction time has become faster.

but.

This joy was short-lived; Viserys quickly suppressed his smile and regained his composure.

"The road ahead is still long."

After all, this is a world full of mysterious and strange powers, and the fact that he was able to be reborn here from another world and replace Viserys Targaryen is magical enough.

So much so that he became indifferent to other things.

and.

He kept this secret to himself, never telling anyone that he could see the black mist.

Since learning that this black mist could strengthen his body and even his soul, his attitude towards it has changed. He no longer sees it as something to be amused, but rather as something more serious and cautious.

"Next time, you can try practicing repeatedly and controlling the intensity of releasing this power."

After resting for a while, Viserys' eyes had fully recovered, but he was in no hurry to try to activate the ability of the Momentary Eye again.

He was afraid that repeated experiments in a short period of time would affect his eyesight, after all, he didn't want to wear glasses again in this life.

However, Viserys thought back carefully and realized that when he activated his ability, he hadn't controlled the force well during his first attempt and had unleashed it all at once. Now that he thought about it, it seemed he could intentionally restrain himself a bit.

"This might not slow it down very slowly, but it will extend the usage time and the side effects will be less noticeable."

I won't cry uncontrollably like I did before.

Viserys pondered silently. In truth, he was merely feeling his way across the river, with no one to offer him advice or help, relying solely on his own guesses and deductions.

...

A few days later.

The truly devastating news arrived.

A raven traveled from the continent of Westeros, transferred to several large ships, and flew to Dragonstone.

The cunning raven saved a lot of its energy, then flapped its wings and landed on the top of the Sea Dragon Tower, the tower that faces the sea and resembles a sleeping dragon.

The tower's staircase is narrow and winding, and beneath the ravens at the top are the maesters' rooms. Because Rhaegar doesn't manage Dragonstone's affairs much, only Maester Daniel lives there now.

fluttering—

The flapping of wings shook the silver bells on the silk threads. Scholar Daniel, who walked up shakily from below, took the letter from the raven, unfolded it, glanced at it, and then his expression changed drastically.

Then, holding onto the handrail of the narrow staircase, he hurried towards the garden located near the Dragon Tail Gate.

And this moment.

Viserys was practicing his sword in Aegon Gardens.

"prick!"

"cut!"

Sir William, who had been seriously injured not long ago, still had bandages wrapped around his ribs, but he was already able to walk.

He was standing in the shade of the black tree, instructing Viserys on swordsmanship.

Accompanied by the middle-aged coach's voice, Viserys practiced diligently, swinging his longsword with meticulous precision. Due to his height, the sword appeared to be a two-handed sword in his hands.

The boy gripped the sword hilt tightly with both hands, his movements slightly distorted by the weight, but he still tried his best to correct his movements and achieve perfection, sweat dripping from his forehead.

The lord, still pale from his injuries, gazed at the boy practicing his sword on the sun-drenched grass.

Although his face remained expressionless and calm, a hint of surprise could still be seen in his eyes.

"How...how did this child do that?"

He remembered that not long ago the child had some difficulty lifting the sword.

However, it can now be used flexibly.

"Could Viserys truly possess talent that rivals his brother's?"

Rega was once the most talented knight he had ever seen, skilled in the use of any weapon.

However, Viserys's astonishing rate of progress has made him wonder if his casual remark back then might have actually come true.

Even Viserys' height seemed to have increased slightly, perhaps just a few centimeters, though he wasn't sure if it was just his imagination.

Although he was still so slender, with long silver hair falling to his shoulders and a still youthful face, he always gave Sir William a sense of growth.

Especially his pair of pale purple, jewel-like eyes.

Even every time Viserys looked at him, the middle-aged coach felt a slight pang of unease.

"this…"

Chapter 17 Fury

Moreover, Viserys seemed to have become a different person, becoming exceptionally diligent and hardworking.

William Darryl had been the Red Keep's headmaster for so many years that he had practically watched Viserys grow up. In his memory, the prince was not an easy person to discipline; he was mischievous, naughty, and even somewhat unruly.

When he first asked Viserys for swordsmanship advice, he didn't take it too seriously. Viserys might give up after practicing for a couple of days because he found it too difficult.

However, he still admired the silver-haired boy's manly courage when they were later attacked.

In the end, Viserys personally killed Kevan Lannister and tried to cut off his head, but failed, which shocked the coach.

A seemingly innocent and adorable little boy held a long sword, intending to cut off the enemy's head. However, the sword got stuck in his neck, and blood splattered all over his face. He may never forget this starkly contrasting scene.

"Perhaps too many bad things have happened recently, which has really upset him."

The middle-aged man with slightly curly hair knew all too well that a lot had happened recently, things that even an adult would find hard to accept.

However, he was also pleased to see Viserys' complete transformation and attributed it to a severe shock.

He was loyal to the Iron Throne, just like his brother, who was a member of the Kingsguard.

Therefore, he naturally hoped that Viserys could pull himself together. Only when Viserys became a true dragon could the Targaryen family return in the future to fight back and avenge their defeat.

The middle-aged man stood there, one hand supporting his wooden sword, lost in thought about other things.

And at this time.

The elderly Scholar Daniel walked with faltering steps, but hurried along with difficulty. He merely nodded to the coach and Viserys as a greeting, and then continued on his way.

"what?"

"what happened?"

Sir William scratched his head, looking puzzled, while Viserys, panting slightly, sheathed his sword and stood still, wiping the sweat from his brow.

The boy stared at the old scholar's retreating figure for a long time before turning around and asking a question.

"Aren't you going to fall if you walk so fast, scholar?"

His swordsmanship teacher was slightly taken aback, then looked down at his student.

Viserys can be as mature as an adult at times, and as childish as a child at others...

No, he was just a brat to begin with.

Sir William was also unsure whether Viserys was pretending or not.

At this moment, all he could do was shake his head and explain.

"Since the scholar is in such a hurry, something important must have happened."

The coach frowned slightly and spoke in a somewhat low voice.

"And he looked terrible, which probably means... this isn't a good thing."

...

The gardens of Aegon were filled with the pleasant scent of pine, and tall black trees rose from all around.

There are also wild roses and towering thickets of thorns, and cranberries growing in the mud.

Viserys and his coach were practicing swordsmanship in the distance, while Queen Leila was playing with her granddaughter Renes on the other side.

Renis originally wanted to go and play with Viserys, but the Queen told her that she couldn't disturb her uncle's sword practice.

Viserys was Queen Leila's last hope; she hoped her youngest son could become a pillar of the Targaryen family, just like his renowned brother, and reclaim the Iron Throne.

And at this time.

Daniel arrived hastily, his steps faltering.

The old scholar first whispered something in the silver-haired woman's ear, then took out the anonymous letter and handed it to her.

This is a secret intelligence report from someone in King's Landing who, while outwardly siding with Baratheon, still secretly supports the rightful succession to the Iron Throne.

The intelligence report contained all the recent events in King's Landing, including a great deal of bad news, even down to the details. Many major events happened right before this person's eyes, making it more accurate than the rumors from not long ago.

Queen Leila was initially slightly puzzled when she heard the old scholar's words.

They have taken refuge on Dragonstone and have a fleet loyal to the Targaryens, while House Baratheon does not have a powerful navy.

Dragonstone is at least safe for the time being.

The silver-haired woman then unfolded the intelligence she had received from Scholar Daniel, her gaze shifting slightly.

However, after only a couple of glances, Queen Leila's expression suddenly changed, her eyes reddened, she raised a delicate hand to cover her mouth, and tears streamed down her face.

"Your Majesty the Queen."

Fortunately, the old scholar reacted quickly and helped her up; otherwise, Queen Leila would have almost fainted.

The letter brought a lot of bad news.

However, the message at the very top was so shocking that Queen Leila could only glance at it before giving up.