Game of Thrones: The Wrath of the Sleeping Dragon

He looked only seven or eight years old, his thin shoulders seeming as if a gust of wind could blow him away. Yet he exuded a calmness that terrified me, even more chilling than I had been back then.

Viserys threw away his crossbow, not wanting the heavy crossbow to be a burden, and then ran away.

This time, as the man chased after Viserys, he raised his battle axe high, his arm muscles bulging, aimed at Viserys's back, and hurled it fiercely.

He gave up on giving this noble-blooded boy a dignified death, and even less of a chance to struggle or escape. Langdon wanted to use his throwing axe to cut Viserys in half at the waist.

However, the boy who turned and ran without any hesitation seemed to hear the wind behind him and turned his head slightly.

"I rely on."

Then he saw the battle axe spinning and flying toward him.

The boy's breath hitched slightly, and he felt a tingling sensation on his scalp.

If he were to be hit by that flying axe, his small frame would probably be split in two.

Then, at this crucial moment, a complex six-pointed star array suddenly appeared in the silver-haired boy's eyes, activating the special ability he had awakened after reaching the age of 20.

"The Eye of a Moment—"

Call ~

In an instant.

Like a gentle breeze.

In an instant, everything around seemed to fall silent, and the spinning speed of the battle axe was slowed to its limit in Viserys' eyes at that moment.

It is slowly rotating, tracing a path.

"Absolutely!"

Get out of the way!

Viserys' body stiffened as if it were stuck in a quagmire, his teeth clenched tightly.

Even so, the boy was still trying his best to move his body and dodge the spinning flying axe.

next second.

Call ~

In the mercenary's view, the boy who was running ahead suddenly stumbled to the side at an unexpected angle.

It was as if something had tripped them up.

But he dodged the high-speed spinning flying axe just in time.

The sharp axe blade flew past the boy's shoulder almost without tearing his clothes.

boom--

The heavy battle axe slammed into the wall at the corner of the corridor with a loud thud.

However, Viserys staggered slightly but quickly regained his balance, cold sweat instantly streaming down his forehead.

"That was close!"

He was almost cleaved in two, but luckily he activated his Eye of Moment and dodged at the last moment.

The boy then took a deep breath and continued running forward.

"this..."

However, Langdon, who was chasing Viserys, saw this scene and his eyes widened slightly, looking as if he had seen a ghost.

"This is fucking possible?"

He could hardly believe his eyes.

To everyone's utter surprise, Viserys was so lucky that he managed to dodge his flying axe.

However, the boy naturally didn't stay to explain anything, and then disappeared around the corner of the corridor.

...

Meanwhile, the battle on Queen Leila's side was also nearing its end.

Although the mercenaries have more combat experience, they have not undergone much rigorous training.

The guards arrived quickly and in greater numbers, and soon defeated the mercenaries one by one.

"Kill them!"

bang——

Two Targaryen soldiers held their shields high, forming a wall that trapped the leader of the Valiant Order in a corner. No matter how skilled the opponent was, he could not break through the shield wall no matter how many times he slashed or hacked.

Then the others thrust their swords through the gaps in the shields.

Puff puff--

A piercing scream came from within the shield, and blood flowed out. The leader of the Courageous Group was stabbed to death in the corner by a flurry of swords.

"Leave one alive!"

the other side.

Another mercenary was captured alive and then tied up.

Queen Leila, dressed in her pajamas, was trembling slightly as she hid by the wardrobe, supported by her maid.

Apart from suffering some further psychological trauma, he was not harmed in any way.

Chapter 31 Ruthless

On the other side...

The mercenary carrying the axe was already harboring thoughts of retreating; he wanted to abandon his brothers and escape alone.

For these mercenaries, concepts like brotherhood and affection are like farts—they're all just laughable and forgotten.

These people are all doing this kind of risky business for money.

No one knows how much longer they have to live.

Or perhaps I'll close my eyes tonight, but will I be able to open them again tomorrow?

As a mercenary, he could die at any time due to some accident. For example, the lower-ranking mercenaries in their Courage Group undergo blood transfusions extremely frequently.

He was considered a mid-to-high-level member of the Courage Group due to his considerable strength.

A newcomer who joined recently greeted the other person, and a few days later the other person might be brought back as a corpse.

Life and death are all too familiar to them.

To give birth is to move around on a woman's belly, to vent one's emotions, or to try to leave behind a seed for oneself.

Death is simply lying on the ground, not caring about the Seven Gods, the Old Gods, the Black Goat God, the Lord of Light Rahlo, or even the Weeping Lady of his homeland Rhys. Whoever's divine kingdom can accept you, you're willing to be their slave or dog.

However... no one has ever died, so who knows if we can really see these gods after we die?

They might even make a fortune but not know who to entrust it to, so they just squander it recklessly and live for the moment.

Therefore, for such people, what scruples do they have? It's perfectly normal for them to betray their teammates when things go wrong, and this isn't the first time they've stabbed someone in the back.

And this moment.

He was walking cautiously through the Stone Drum Tower, holding an axe in one hand.

With his other hand holding the shield he had just seized from the guard's corpse, he no longer dared to underestimate Viserys because of his age.

"This little thing..."

The mercenary's mind raced slightly. His eyes darted around. The mission to kill the little prince had taken an unexpected turn, even resulting in the loss of two men.

Meanwhile, the situation on the other side was unknown. The entire castle seemed to awaken, and the servants and guards were all jolted awake.

Even if they kill Queen Leila on the other side, it will probably be difficult for them to escape.

"Never mind."

"Don't blame me, let's get out of here first."

The mercenary gritted his teeth slightly, then finally made his final decision to abandon his remaining brothers and retreat first.

No matter how high the reward offered by King Robert, it's not as good as being alive; he doesn't want to have money but not be alive to spend it.

The tall man then touched the rope around his waist, then flipped himself onto the stone window, preparing to escape the castle again using the rope, and then find their ship to leave Dragonstone.

The man turned his head left and right and looked around. Finding no one around, he finally felt relieved.

He had no idea where Viserys had run off to; the little guy was so fast that he had long since lost him.

click -

The mercenary then used his grappling hook to secure it to the wall and tugged hard to make sure the rope was in place.

Then, he slung the battle axe and shield over his back, carefully checked again to make sure no one was around, and then, holding onto the ropes, he crawled out of the castle, disappearing completely into the darkness.

wow-

As the rope continued to descend, the mercenary skillfully slid down, gripping it tightly.

"They escaped."

The mercenary breathed a slight sigh of relief.

However, he felt no remorse. The deaths of others had nothing to do with him; knowing that he could escape was enough for him.

But just as he was halfway down, something terrifying happened to the mercenary.

He suddenly felt the rope sway slightly, but it wasn't his own shaking; rather, some other force was shaking the rope.

"Ok?"

The burly man with his face painted was slightly taken aback, then looked up and saw a small figure appear in the window he had just crawled out of.

Because the light source was behind them, they couldn't clearly see the other person's face or facial expression.

However, Langdon was able to recognize at a glance that the other person was the young prince Viserys, whom he had just been chasing.

"Oops!"

The mercenary's heart sank slightly; he knew something terrible was about to happen.