Game of Thrones: The Wrath of the Sleeping Dragon

Another governor, seated on the right, tried to smooth things over.

He also glanced at Burn Rupert, their eyes flashing for a moment before he issued a warning.

“Bourne, watch your words.”

"Humph--"

The wine governor snorted but said nothing more.

One plays the good cop, and the other plays the bad cop?

Viserys took in their facial expressions, but still raised his glass to the governor who had spoken up to smooth things over.

...

Inside the prince's palace, intrigue and deceit were raging.

Outside the palace, in the city of Pentos, the joyous atmosphere continued.

New Year's Day is very important to Pentos. They would consecrate a virgin by the Prince of Pentos and then offer her to the land and sea, praying for good weather and a bountiful harvest in the coming year.

If prayers fail and the people of Pentos lose a war or suffer a poor harvest in the new year, they will not blame the gods.

Rather, it was because the Prince of Pentos did not do well on New Year's Day, thus angering the gods.

Therefore, they would slit the throat of the prince who presided over the sacrificial ceremony to appease the anger of the gods, and then elect a new prince.

tonight.

Pentos has transformed into a city that never sleeps, with lanterns and decorations everywhere and crowds thronging the streets.

Even the most demanding wealthy merchants would give their employees and slaves a bonus and a day off at this time.

At the largest port in Pentos, large ships were also lit up.

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The waves kept crashing against the beach.

Even the winter chill couldn't dampen people's body heat or the festive atmosphere.

In the city of Pentos, in an unremarkable inn.

The atmosphere here is somewhat out of place with the outside world.

Inside a room, several disguised Wind Blowers mercenaries were cleaning their weapons.

They had broken up into smaller groups and infiltrated the city of Pentos, waiting for the signal to appear before gathering together to storm the Prince's Palace and wipe out all the governors of Pentos.

"I've had my eye on that woman for a long time. Once I kill her husband, she'll be mine."

A middle-aged mercenary with a mustache and lip sat on the bed, wiping his sword. He was also dressed in armor.

Meanwhile, his roommate, who shared a room with him, heard his words and let out a few low, cold laughs.

“I remember you just met that woman yesterday.”

"Will."

"And you tried to chat her up but she didn't even respond. Does that mean you've had your eye on her for a long time?"

The speaker was none other than Dick, the "Straw" of the Wind Blowing Group.

Will and he were from the same hometown, both from Westeros, and Will was known as 'Will from the Woodlands'.

"Humph."

Will snorted coldly.

"They just don't know what's good for them."

"Haven't I told you before? When I was in King's Landing, I had a coat of arms with a lightning bolt symbol on it..."

"Ah."

Dick, sitting on the other bed, nodded.

"That woman was screaming louder than his mother, Meryl Streep, on the boat."

Will continued to boast.

"Oh--"

When Dick heard Will bring up his past again, he shrugged dismissively.

Will once seduced a noblewoman from King's Landing. With promises of forever and a fair complexion, Will was indeed far superior to her husband, an old man who trembled even when going to the toilet.

However, it seems that the woman who was tricked onto the ship did not have a good ending except for having her lustful desires satisfied by Will.

The ship eventually reached Mil, whereupon the poor noblewoman was sold by Will to a brothel in exchange for two golden dragons. It is unknown whether she is still alive.

Will has brought this up countless times.

Some members of the group despised Will's character, while most simply ignored it and treated it as a joke.

Anyway, none of these people in the mercenary group should blame each other; they're all scum.

Meanwhile, the members of the Wind Blowing Group were making preparations inside the room.

Suddenly, a loud commotion erupted outside the inn.

"Ok?"

"what happened?"

Will, from the woodland, frowned, then looked at his other companion who had remained silent.

“Ali”.

"Go out and see what's going on."

This companion named Ali was a mercenary from Mil. He was the one who had joined the Wind Blowing Gang the shortest among the group present, and his seniority was naturally not as high as the older members. He usually played the role of serving tea and water.

But he was also saved by Will on the battlefield.

"Ah."

"alright."

Ali shrugged indifferently, somewhat helpless at Will's cautiousness.

He felt there shouldn't be any problem; the Pentos were completely unprepared for their arrival.

The young Mil swordsman then opened the door and went out, just about to ask something.

Then they saw a group of Pentos's guards walking towards them from the other end of the corridor.

They saw Ali's expression suddenly change, and he immediately drew his sword from his waist.

Clang…

The mercenaries from Myr felt their hearts tighten when they saw the garrison of Pentos.

"Oops."

He had just been trying to play dumb and get away with it, but now it seemed like the other party was after them.

It's virtually impossible to get away with it.

"The plot has been exposed!"

Ali's expression changed drastically, and he also drew his longsword, loudly warning his companions in the room.

"Run away!"

Upon seeing this, the guards on the other side of the corridor quickened their pace and rushed towards them.

"stop!"

"Don't run away!"

Then a sword slashed down.

However, as a mercenary, Ali was naturally more experienced in combat than these rotten garrison troops. With a slash of his sword, Ali immediately shrank back.

click -

Pentos's soldier cleaved the wooden railing of the second-floor corridor of the inn with his sword, sending wood chips flying and breaking the railing in two.

The other two mercenaries from the Wind Blowing Group, Dick and Will, were naturally seasoned veterans; otherwise, they wouldn't have sent Ali out to check at the slightest sound.

Hearing their companion's warning, the two mercenaries exchanged a glance.

click -

He then kicked open the window that was blocked by a wooden board, and jumped down from the second floor, landing on the top of the stable below.

boom--

The roof of the stable collapsed instantly, and the horses tied inside were frightened and let out terrified neighs.

The news had somehow leaked out, and now the inn was completely surrounded by the Pentos garrison.

Upon seeing someone jump from the second floor, they pounced on them like a pack of vicious dogs.

"stop!"

"Kill them!"

The two veteran mercenaries from the Wind Blowing Gang felt a chill run down their spines upon seeing this scene.

"Oh no!"

They knew this was definitely not an accident; the information must have been leaked, otherwise so many guards wouldn't have come to arrest them.

"Looks like the boss's plan is going to fail this time..."

However, at this moment they had no time to worry about the ragged prince, and could only boldly flee for their own lives.

The two exchanged a glance and then, without the slightest hesitation, split up and disappeared into the alleyway, swords in hand.

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Meanwhile, Ali, a mercenary from the Wind Blowing Gang, remained inside the inn, continuing his desperate resistance.

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