Game of Thrones: The Wrath of the Sleeping Dragon

"It's just that it's hard to leave one's homeland..."

The ragged prince feigned a sigh and then explained.

However, Rams shook his head when he heard the ragged prince's words; he did not agree with the prince's point of view.

"Do not."

“Your Highness, you have never forgotten this hatred.”

The city of Pentos remained in chaos, with fires raging and shouts of battle filling the air. In the distance, a giant dragon soared through the sky, constantly spewing flames downwards.

But in this tower on the walls of Pentos, all was silent.

"I..."

The ragged prince stared wide-eyed at the long-haired black youth before him, opening his mouth as if to say he had forgotten.

But in the end, he swallowed his words back.

The reason he was so polite to the person in front of him was because the other person represented Viserys, and this bastard son naturally didn't have the guts to make decisions for Viserys.

So that means Viserys intended this...

The ragged prince stared wide-eyed at Rams, while Rams smiled calmly and looked back at him in return.

After a long and intense staring contest, the ragged prince finally backed down, his gray head nodding slightly as he spoke in a weary voice.

"Yes, Lord Rams is right."

"I have not forgotten this hatred."

...

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night for the people of Pentos.

The battle at the Prince's Palace had already become one-sided when the dragons descended, and the Andals also broke in.

A number of the princes of Pentos were buried alive, several were killed, and a few others, taking advantage of the flames and smoke to conceal their figures, hurriedly escaped to the fortified fortress under the protection of their guards.

Meanwhile, in the city of Pentos, the battle was still raging and showed no signs of ending; on the contrary, it was intensifying.

Mercenaries and the garrison were still locked in fierce fighting, with the streets filled with the sight of carnage and corpses lying on the roadside, still warm from the cold.

At the same time, there are countless other malicious individuals taking advantage of the situation to cause trouble.

boom--

He kicked open the tightly closed door of a shop.

Then a group of masked mercenaries rushed in, killed the shop owner with two stabs, threw the child into a water vat, raped the woman in front of the vat, and finally plundered the shop's wealth.

However, as soon as they stepped out of the shop, they ran into the Wind Blowing Mercenaries, who were in a bloodthirsty frenzy.

The tall, beautiful Meris saw what these beasts were doing, roared in anger, drew her greatsword, and pounced on them.

"Merise!"

The rest of the Wind Blowing Group members were slightly startled and tried to stop their interrogator, but they couldn't.

Merris had already drawn her sword and charged forward. With no other choice, the others could not let Merris go to her death alone, so they drew their swords and followed her into the fray.

The Wind Blowing Gang members were nosy, but these bandits were certainly not to be trifled with either.

Ding ding dong dong—

So the two groups of mercenaries started fighting in the street.

This is the current chaos in Pentos City: the garrison and mercenaries are fighting, the mercenaries are fighting each other, and at the same time, the garrison and mercenaries are all masked and looting and burning.

Anyway, if the garrison wins tonight, they can pin the blame on the mercenaries.

If the mercenaries lose, they will lose their lives, so naturally they have nothing to fear.

Chapter 218 Eliminate the Weeds at the Root

"Ho-"

The dragon's roar was still extremely far away.

In a mansion within the city of Pentos.

The place was brightly lit, and all the guards of the mansion were on high alert to prevent any bloodthirsty mercenaries from rushing into the mansion and disturbing the lady and young master.

The city center of Pentos is extremely valuable, and it is very difficult for people from other places to buy their own house in the city even after working for a lifetime.

In contrast, a small room in the city that is only big enough for one person can be exchanged for a small manor with a courtyard outside the city.

However, this mansion is located in the very center of Pentos, and it occupies a vast area, boasting a garden, a landscaped pool, and pavilions, with extremely luxurious architecture and decoration.

It's clearly a mansion that only a wealthy merchant with immense riches in the Pentos could own.

This is the residence of a governor of Pentos. The Green family's main business was mining, and they owned several important copper and iron mines in Norfolk.

Governor Green and Governor Hall, who monopolized the Pentos arms and armor trade, had a good relationship and the two had been seeing each other frequently lately.

Governor Hall frequently visited Governor Green, and the two would then lock themselves in a room for a private talk.

Even Mrs. Green had no idea what the two were discussing, or why she couldn't find out. Every time she asked, Governor Green would impatiently send his wife away.

But tonight.

Her husband had not yet returned, and for some reason, chaos had suddenly broken out outside. There was fighting and shouts of battle everywhere.

Governor Green's son, who was only four or five years old, was so frightened that he cried incessantly, while the governor's wife was also at a loss. The guards she sent out to look for her husband also never returned.

The guard who went out to gather intelligence did return, but he couldn't explain what had happened.

There was fighting everywhere; the mercenaries and the garrison had all gone mad.

The garrison fought the mercenaries, the mercenaries fought each other, and two groups of people teamed up to loot, vandalize, and burn.

Under these circumstances, Mrs. Green gritted her teeth, thinking that something might have happened to her husband.

Although the governor's wife didn't know what her husband was plotting, she overheard something that might be related to the Targaryen king who had arrived not long ago.

In the end, Mrs. Green made up her mind not to send anyone to search for and rescue her husband, but instead ordered the entire mansion to be sealed off, with the gates tightly closed and guarded.

However, after ordering the entire mansion to be sealed off, Lady Green hesitated again, because the city was in turmoil and she had just heard news that many shops had been looted and burned.

While the Green family primarily dealt in mining, they also owned assets in the tertiary sector in Pentos, including brothels, taverns, inns, and two casinos.

These are also one of the family's important sources of funds.

After hesitating for a long time, Lady Green finally ordered that half of the guards, including some Unsullied, be redeployed to protect the family's property.

The woman hesitated, thinking that surely no one would dare to rob a governor's mansion... right?

However, at this moment...

Mrs. Green was holding her youngest son and trying to put him to sleep when she heard a commotion outside the door.

"Who goes there!"

The Green family guards issued a stern warning.

"This is Governor Green's residence. You peasants, get out of here right now!"

However, all that responded to him were a few cold arrows.

Whizzing--

The arrow whistled and pierced the guard's throat with a soft thud, forcing him to swallow the rest of his words.

The body then wobbled and fell from the high wall.

Accompanied by these few arrows, a large number of Windblown mercenaries surged in from all directions.

boom--

He then used a log he found somewhere to break down the gate and rushed straight into Governor Green's residence.

The governor's guards, slaves, Unsullied, and mercenaries of the Windblown Company clashed in the garden.

Young Mrs. Green, clutching her son, panicked and tried to hide in the basement, but was caught red-handed by several Windblown mercenaries who stormed in with swords.

"I knew it! The boss has finally figured it out."

Then several mercenaries walked over laughing and snatched Mrs. Green's son from her arms.

Clang——

Another mercenary from the Wind Blowing Gang drew a gleaming dagger from his waist with practiced ease.

For mercenaries, this kind of ruthless, annihilation work was just routine.

Mrs. Green witnessed this and cried out, wanting to take her son back.

However, another mercenary grabbed her around the waist and tore her clothes open.

...

Such scenes were also playing out at other governors’ residences in Pentos.

boom--

Doors were smashed open one after another, and countless mercenaries from the Wind Blowing Group rushed in. Under the pretext of avenging the ragged prince, they brandished their swords and mercilessly slaughtered the governor's family members, stuffing piles of gold coins into their pockets.

The sheer amount of wealth almost blinded the mercenaries of the Wind Blowing Gang.

Although they had tried their best to imagine how much blood and sweat the governors of Pentos had squeezed from the common people of Pentos by monopolizing all aspects of various industries.

However, their imagination was ultimately limited by their limited perspective. These governor families trampled on the law, sacrificed morality, and despised humanity; almost every pore of their bodies was filled with filth and sin.

This enormous wealth was then transported in crates onto horse-drawn carriages.

Prince Raggedy was no stingy man either. After acquiring such astonishing wealth, he also spent money like water, throwing away handfuls of gold coins. Almost all the members of the Wind Blowing Gang made a fortune. Including what they had hidden in their own pockets, they could live comfortably for several lifetimes. Their faces were beaming with joy.

However, the ragged prince himself was not as happy as he appeared. The gray-haired old man, riding on his warhorse, slowly lost his smile.

In fact, he would prefer to cooperate with these families rather than give money to his brothers.

Because he came from this place, although he was later forced to become a mercenary, the ragged prince never regarded himself as a peasant. He was of noble blood and even looked down on his brothers in his heart.

This was a deeply ingrained idea in his heart, one that he was in his twenties when he left Pentos, and that couldn't be changed in just a few decades.

The ragged prince had been secretly plotting his next move.