Game of Thrones: The Wrath of the Sleeping Dragon

The governors who received this message were furious.

They then instructed their trusted confidants within the garrison to search for and capture these Wind Blowing Group mercenaries, while simultaneously putting pressure on the current commander-in-chief of the garrison.

So during the New Year's Day celebrations, large numbers of soldiers, seemingly insane, smashed open the doors of inns and hostels to search for mercenaries inside.

Anyone found to be suspicious is immediately arrested, and anyone who resists is killed on the spot.

Inside the Prince's palace, all is still in a state of peace and prosperity, while outside, chaos reigns.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh…

Soldiers from the garrison patrolled the streets everywhere, capturing mercenaries.

The city of Pentos has a large number of mercenaries who live a life of constant danger and are not to be trifled with, so they also began to fight back.

Many of the mercenaries who were not part of the Windblown Group were also affected, and the soldiers of the Pentos garrison were unable to identify them.

Therefore, the outside world has become a battleground between the garrison and the mercenaries, with fighting taking place everywhere in the streets.

Ding ding ding…

Swords clashed, and shouts of battle shook the heavens.

"kill!"

Unaware of what had happened, the people began to cry and flee in all directions.

The festive atmosphere had long been overshadowed by panic.

...

"what?"

The governor sitting to the right of the prince was the first to receive the message from the servant. His expression changed slightly, and he couldn't help but make a sound.

Then he realized he had lost his composure and quickly shut his mouth, his face turning somewhat gloomy.

The atmosphere at the banquet was subtle, and the other governors exchanged glances discreetly, wondering what had happened.

However, not long after, several servants rushed in from outside the round hall, approached their respective masters, and whispered something in their ears.

"Ok?"

"what?"

"How could this be?"

The expressions on the faces of the governors changed drastically.

Some people already knew the news, while many others, who were not well-informed, had only just learned that the Wind Blowing Clan had infiltrated Pentos.

"what happened?"

Illyrio received the message hurriedly brought by the servant outside the door, his expression changed slightly, and he turned to look at Viserys.

The Wind Blowers have infiltrated Pentos, and it's almost certain that they are connected to Viserys.

The banquet in the round hall instantly descended into chaos.

However, Viserys looked at the note in his hand with a serious expression in his eyes.

This actually took him somewhat unexpectedly, deviating slightly from his plan, but...

Now that we've come this far, there's no room for retreat.

And at this time.

The governors on the other side of the rotunda suddenly launched an attack.

Everyone could tell that the Wind Blowing Gang's affairs were closely related to this young king, although no one could produce any evidence.

However, they didn't need any evidence; their mere conjecture was enough to reach this conclusion.

If there were no connection between the Wind Blowing Clan and Viserys, they would be willing to eat the plate in front of them right then and there.

bang——

"Viserys Targaryen!"

The governor, who was the first to hear the news, slammed his fist on the table and stood up from his seat.

Meanwhile, the equally white-haired governor waved his hand to stop him, then stared at the composed young king sitting in his seat with his dim yellow eyes.

His handsome face showed no sign of panic or surprise. For convenience, his long, silver-gold hair was tied into a simple braid and hung down his back.

"Your Majesty, you had better provide an explanation for this matter."

The white-haired old governor spoke in a deep voice.

There was also a difference in strength among the governors, and as the leader of the radical faction, he held a respected position among the governors of Pentos.

However, at this moment, the white-haired governor had a vague sense of foreboding, and his five old, withered fingers clenched together involuntarily.

"The son of the Mad King!"

"You're the one who brought the Wind Blowing Group!"

However, before Viserys could even speak, the other governors of Pentos were already enraged, and all sorts of vicious curses and insults filled the hall.

"You bastard of a dragon! How dare you disrupt Pentos!"

Governor Scott, who had initially harbored deep hostility towards Viserys, stood up in a rage, drew his longsword, and pointed it directly at Viserys.

“I knew there wasn’t a single good Targaryen.”

If looks could kill, Viserys would already be riddled with holes by now.

"Distinguished sirs!"

"Didn't we already discuss this beforehand?"

A governor also stepped forward.

He pointed to the silver-haired boy who was still sitting peacefully in his seat on the other side, and then called out loudly.

"catch him!"

"Force him to hand over the dragon!"

Chapter 208 Encirclement

Thirty years ago, that person defected...and left Pentos.

Filled with resentment towards the governor and his family, he fled his homeland to a controversial place.

I heard that in order to survive, this pampered young nobleman was forced to take up a sword and fight, moving from one mercenary group to another, mingling with peasants and living in dirty bridge holes and ditches.

At that time, the governors of Pentos did not take him seriously either.

After all, an ant can't be noticed by an elephant all the time, and since no one thought it would cause any trouble, they simply ignored it.

Subsequently, the then governors of Pentos temporarily selected another poor fellow from among the forty families to replace him, making him a puppet on the ivory and golden throne.

Enjoy wealth and luxury.

The governors believed that the person who had escaped might die in some inconspicuous corner and would never be able to return to his hometown.

However, no one expected that fate would play such a cruel trick.

This prince, who fled on the eve of his appointment, was forced to take up a sword and fight for his life. After moving between several mercenary groups, he gained a certain prestige and a small group of followers willing to follow him.

So he left his previous mercenary group and formed a new mercenary group with five companions.

Subsequently, the newly formed mercenary group, led by the prince who had fled, won many battles and its power gradually expanded.

It took them ten years to grow into one of the most influential forces in the contested lands, with two thousand valiant warriors under their command.

It was only at this point that the governors of Pentos once again took notice of this man.

But thirty years have passed, and few of the former governors are still alive. Most of them have turned to dust, and even the few who are still alive have long since retired and are now lying on their sickbeds, barely clinging to life.

The new generation of governors had heard of the defector prince's reputation, but knew nothing about his background. Furthermore, due to the vast time gap, they didn't take him seriously, viewing him merely as a lucky, insignificant figure.

Although the other party kept saying that one day they would return to their hometown openly and legitimately, thirty years have passed and they have not even dared to step into the gates of Pentos.

However, now... apart from those few people in the know, who could have imagined that this name would be brought up again at this time?

Governor Santos's words immediately caused a great uproar in the banquet hall.

"What? Viserys colluded with the Wind Blowers?"

"Is that the guy who defected thirty years ago?"

"The ragged prince, huh?"

"Yes, that's him."

Many governors were stunned and surprised when they heard this shocking news. They couldn't help but whisper to each other, as if they had just learned about it.

Only a few governors knew that the Wind Blowing Corps had infiltrated Pentos.

Moreover, the information was received secretly through some channels just hours before the festival procession.

It was already dark by then.

Meanwhile, these governors who were in the know only knew the news and did not understand how serious the situation was. They simply thought that a group of mercenaries from the Wind Blowing Gang had infiltrated the area.

The governors were not on good terms, and even now they were considered radicals who advocated taking action against Viserys to force him to hand over the dragon.

However, before this incident, these governors, who are now considered to be of one faction, were actually enemies who hated each other, and it was already a miracle that they hadn't stabbed each other in the back.

Therefore, the news that the Wind Blowing Corps had infiltrated Pentos did not spread widely among the governors.

The governor of Santos who spoke was quite powerful within the city-state and was one of the people who knew about the matter.

Governor Santos's words shattered the silence in the banquet hall. All the governors were whispering among themselves, while the servants and guards in the hall couldn't help but look at each other in bewilderment.

At this time, more and more servants and soldiers entered from outside the hall.

These people were all guards and servants brought by the various governors; they had all come in to deliver messages from the outside world to their masters.

Ta-da!

After hurrying in, they whispered in their owners' ears about the current situation in the outside world.

Then the governors' expressions changed abruptly.