Game of Thrones: The Wrath of the Sleeping Dragon

The fat officer's gaze immediately fell upon the neatly arranged large boxes.

Based on his years of experience, he believes that these dark, murky boxes at the bottom usually contain contraband.

"We mainly sell spices, sir."

"And those black boxes contain walrus ivory from Loras; we've also purchased some."

The gray-haired old man appeared very calm and spoke in a composed manner.

Braavos is a hub for goods from all over the world, and spices are cheaper there than in Pentos. So, transporting spices from Braavos to Pentos is a regular trade route, and some can also be sold along the way when passing through Andalus.

The old man then opened a black box, revealing walrus ivory, a specialty of Loras.

Such expensive items may be collected by some wealthy merchants or nobles.

And at this time.

"Sir, what is this?"

A guard from Pentos seemed to have discovered something strange and shouted loudly.

Chapter 199 Infiltration

The guard who went to the back of the convoy to check suddenly shouted loudly, instantly attracting the attention of many people outside the city gate.

"what happened?"

There were many people coming and going outside the city gate. The group of mercenaries and the hunters on the other side seemed a little nervous and exchanged glances with each other again.

immediately.

One of the mercenaries on the other side, a tall and fat one, stood up.

He was as naked from the waist up as a mountain, covered in tattoos, with thick layers of fat on his belly and chest, and thick arms and thighs. He was carrying a giant hammer.

He stood up and shouted loudly, appearing somewhat agitated, and even shoved the guards at the city gate.

"Hey, kid."

"Why won't you let us into the city?"

Meanwhile, the garrison on the other side, seeing an even bigger change unfold, was drawn over.

"What are you doing!"

"Put down your weapon!"

These days, Pentos is strictly screening people who enter Pentos with weapons and armor. However, as a giant city-state, Pentos has a huge daily population flow, and every day there are people who arrive in Pentos for the first time. Naturally, they cannot identify these people, and they have no jobs in the city.

Therefore, such disturbances and conflicts occur almost daily, and the guards have long been accustomed to them.

Although they might not be able to defeat these mercenaries in a one-on-one fight, the garrison was backed by the city-state and the governors, so they surrounded them aggressively.

"what happened?"

The walls of Pentos were enormous, and naturally, its gates were also very large.

The fat officer, who was on the other side of the city gate, frowned as he saw what had suddenly happened on the other side.

Meanwhile.

The hunters who were about to enter the city saw the conflict and tried to take advantage of the opportunity to sneak into the city, pulling their horses and carrying their prey.

However, just as they were about to slip in, they were spotted by a sharp-eyed guard who immediately shouted loudly.

Hey! Stop right there!

"You damned vermin, who gave you permission to enter the city!"

Outside the gates of Pentos, there were not only mercenaries and hunters, but also caravans.

This city-state has a large population, and with people coming and going, the city gates are often overcrowded.

Several unexpected events occurred, causing chaos at the city gates. Many others outside the gates also tried to sneak into the city without being checked.

When the hunters realized they had been discovered, they exchanged glances but did not stop. Instead, they quickened their pace, pulled their horses, and disappeared into the crowd.

"go!"

"Come on!"

With the mercenaries and hunters working in perfect unison, and with other people, whose connection to them was unknown, egging them on, chaos erupted outside the gates of Pentos.

"Seize those men!"

The fat officer was furious when he saw this.

The gray-haired old man calmly watched the farce unfold before him, then gave a cold laugh.

Then, quite tactfully, he pulled out a heavy little cloth bag from his pocket and secretly slipped it into the other person's hand.

"You've had a long journey, sir."

"Let's be flexible, let's all make money together."

The gray-haired old man, who looked like the leader of a caravan, made no attempt to hide the fact that his caravan did indeed contain some contraband that Pentos had explicitly forbidden.

Then he took out a heavy bag of gold coins, openly bribing the other party without any ambiguity. He was used to dealing with this kind of person; sometimes being straightforward was more effective than being subtle and roundabout.

The city gate guard was in a bad mood, his face grim. Taking money was one thing, but the city gate area couldn't be allowed to be in such a mess.

At this moment, he had no time to thoroughly inspect the caravan to see what they were carrying and then threaten them to hand over more money.

Seeing that the old man had very tactfully taken out a money bag, they decided not to make things difficult for him any further.

In reality, no caravan can withstand inspection. If the inspector wanted to, he could find problems. All they had to do was obediently pay the money.

If it's not something too outrageous, like hauling cartloads of armor and weapons, then we'll turn a blind eye.

"it is good."

"May we all get rich together."

The fat officer took the money bag, weighed it in his hand, and put it in his pocket.

He then waved his hand, signaling the brothers who were inspecting the back to come back. They didn't need to continue inspecting the back; they just needed to maintain order at the city gate. If a riot broke out, his job as a guard officer would be over.

Meanwhile, several guards went in to catch those who had sneaked into the city, including some lawless mercenaries and the cunning hunters from earlier.

Glug glug…

Subsequently, the long convoy passed through the city gate checkpoint normally and entered Pentos.

...

"That was a close call, but we escaped unharmed."

A blonde woman with an ugly face spoke to the people around her in the caravan.

She was a towering figure, standing at six feet tall, even taller than the average man, with long blond hair, a torn nose, no ears, and cross-shaped scars on both cheeks.

"There was this guy staring at me the whole time. I'm starting to wonder if he's fallen for me, haha—"

The woman's laughter was hoarse and low, and the words she spoke were even more chilling.

"I almost couldn't resist gouging out his eyes."

Beside the woman was a man with chrysanthemum blue eyes and flaxen white hair, wearing an awkward smile. He was not even as tall as the blonde woman next to him.

He heard the woman's words, turned around, looked her up and down, and then couldn't help but chuckle.

"'Beautiful woman,' is it you who's interested in him, or is it him who's interested in you?"

"Beauty" is the nickname of this blonde woman; Meryl is her real name, but everyone in the group can change their name at will.

The code name is likely real, but the real name is probably fake.

The young man, named 'Straw' Dick, said this not just to humiliate the woman.

When he first joined the group, he was forced to have intimate relations with the 'beauty' Meris in the warehouse several times.

However, he later seemed to accept the woman, and the two would sometimes meet up. After all, as a mercenary, he didn't know when he would die, so he should enjoy life while he could.

The gray-haired old man at the front of the caravan and the man with a ferocious face riding alongside him remained silent.

The man appeared to be a Dothraki, his face covered in sword and knife scars, his upper body bare, his muscular physique adorned with totem tattoos, and a black Arak scimitar tucked at his waist.

His name was Kago, and he was indeed a Dothraki who had broken away from his tribe. He had been a slave before killing his master and joining a mercenary group.

Now he has become the captain of this mercenary group and is the right-hand man of this gray-haired old man.

now.

Kago overheard the gossip among his men, glanced at them briefly, then looked away and said in a deep voice.

"Commander."

"Has that guy Danzo already infiltrated?"

Chapter 200 Wind Blowing Group

Danzo Dehan, nicknamed the 'Warrior Poet', is another captain of this mercenary group and also the right-hand man of this gray-haired old man.

This time, the mercenary group infiltrated Pentos in batches, using various channels and their own unique abilities, all for the sake of their upcoming grand plan.

If this grand plan succeeds, they will be able to completely transform themselves from lowly mercenaries and change their fate.

From this day forward, may you enjoy a life of luxury and wealth.

Even...become the master of Pentos.

"We don't need to worry about Danzo."

"He knows what he's doing."

The gray-haired old man sat on horseback, his expression unchanged, appearing very calm.

But deep down, he was also feeling a bit uneasy.

This was a very risky decision, but the rewards were equally amazing; risks and opportunities coexisted.

He kept his true name hidden from the public and never revealed it to anyone. Others only knew that he had been a candidate to succeed the Prince of Pentos thirty years ago, but he refused the governors' appointment and fled his hometown.

From then on, he began to wander among various mercenary groups. He had joined the Second Sons Group, the Iron Shield Group, and the Mu Nu Group. Eventually, he left these mercenary groups and formed his own mercenary group with five companions.