Game of Thrones: The Wrath of the Sleeping Dragon

Victalion stood on the beach of Black Tide Island, holding a giant axe in one hand, watching the Ironborn busy securing the ships, before looking up and surveying his surroundings.

There was a deathly silence all around, except for the sound of waves crashing on the beach and the ironclads securing the longship.

Something's... not right.

However, Victalion's unease grew more and more apparent from the moment he set foot on this land.

His breathing was slightly heavy as he kept looking around, as if trying to detect something.

Unfortunately, the night on Kuroshio Island was dark, and the moonlight was dim, limiting his vision so he couldn't see very far.

At that moment, a dark shadow seemed to flash past Victalion's field of vision.

Chapter 377 Euron's Submission

"who?"

Victalion immediately became alert, and his unease finally reached its peak at that moment.

"Torch!"

Then Captain Iron could no longer contain himself and ordered his men to light torches to dispel the surrounding darkness in order to see clearly what had happened.

Call ~

In an instant, the torches were lit, and the surrounding darkness was dispelled.

Victalion took the torch and looked toward the spot where the figure had just moved, his breath instantly tightening.

As the only light in the darkness, a dense crowd had gathered on the beach, their countless pairs of deep blue eyes all fixed on Victalion.

next second.

Terrifying roars erupted from the monsters' mouths, and then surged towards the Ironborn like a tidal wave.

"escape!"

"Everyone escape to the sea!"

When Victarion saw the mountains and seas of ghouls surging towards them in an instant, he felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end.

"Quickly push the longship into the sea!"

Captain Iron then swung his giant axe, and with a crack, chopped down a ghoul, before roaring loudly towards the rear.

But at this point, no further orders from Victalion were needed; all the Ironborn knew what to do.

They had demonstrated this countless times while raiding the Greenlands: when they encountered trouble, they would quickly escape to the sea. On the high seas, the Ironborn were invincible, and each of them was an expert swimmer.

However, the ghouls surged forward faster than the Ironborn could push the ship, letting out eerie howls and then tackling the sailors to the ground one by one.

"kill!"

Although Victalion was startled, he did not panic and remained calm, putting up a desperate fight. He swung his giant axe left and right, cleaving the ghouls that rushed at him in two.

However, the she-ghouls were too numerous and fearless, and the Ironborn, despite their ferocity, suffered heavy casualties and were forced to retreat.

"Go to hell!"

Meanwhile, Victalion, wielding his giant axe, once again cleaved a ghoul that lunged at him in two.

The giant axe slammed into the beach, sending dust and sand flying. His body was covered in splattered blood and grime, and his face looked somewhat ferocious as he gasped for breath.

The tide is gone.

Sweat streamed down his forehead as Victalion clenched his teeth.

As a veteran of the Iron Islands, he naturally had a clear understanding of the situation on the battlefield.

The Ironborn are doomed; this entire Iron Fleet will be lost on this beach.

And this was all because of my own carelessness. If only I had been more careful...

Damn it!

Victalion just wanted to slap himself in the face, but the damage was done, and it was too late to say anything.

As night deepened, the fighting on the beach of Kuroshio Island continued.

click -

Then, Victarion cut down several more ghouls, and without further hesitation, turned and plunged into the sea.

...

Time flies.

November, Aegon 292.

The Legion of the Dead sailed up Westeros and attacked the Iron Islands.

This news was like a nuclear bomb exploding, causing an unprecedented earthquake in the free trade city-state.

The people of the free cities originally viewed the disasters that occurred in Westeros from a bystander's perspective, and some even gloated over them.

However, the White Walkers have now attacked the Iron Islands by boat, meaning they could cross the sea and attack Essos at any time in the future.

This made the leaders of the trading city-states uneasy; they were unwilling to see the flames of war spread to their homelands.

Upon hearing the news, Viserys quickly convened a royal council, attended by all the high-ranking commanders.

The main purpose was to set the tone for the upcoming attack on Westeros. Everyone was free to express their opinions, because the fact that the White Walkers could row boats did indeed make Viserys feel threatened and anxious.

The Iron Islands, which were actually attacked by the Legion of the Dead from the sea, became the focus of no one's attention.

The final result of the Battle of Kuroshio Island was that the Iron Fleet led by Victalion was ambushed and completely annihilated.

The Ironborn of Pyke Island who managed to climb aboard and escape back claimed that Lord Victalion had jumped into the sea.

However, Baron's search efforts failed to find Victalion, and the fate of the Iron Captain remains unknown.

The Ironborn say he may have returned to the Palace of Flowing Water, and that the Drowned God needs a great captain…

When news of the White Walkers' attack on the Iron Islands reached Pentos, Euron Greyjoy, who had led an Iron Fleet there more than half a month earlier, was also taken aback.

He never imagined that he would suddenly become a homeless dog.

However, Euron, who was cunning and mad by nature, did not panic. Instead, he quickly calmed himself down.

His innate madness allowed him to keenly judge that this was both a colossal crisis, enough to destroy the Greyjoy family and even the Iron Islands, and an unprecedented opportunity that, if seized, could lead him to great heights.

Torn between family and personal considerations, the captain of the Serenity quickly came to a conclusion after a brief moment of thought.

He made a bold decision: instead of leading his fleet back to the Iron Islands, he proactively approached Viserys, expressing his willingness to submit and join the Targaryen army to help the True King reclaim the Iron Throne.

Viserys seemed somewhat surprised by Euron's sudden defection, as he had always thought Euron was an ambitious and extremely mad man.

He thought Euron would quickly lead his fleet back to the Iron Islands after receiving the news, to win back the hearts of the people and stabilize the situation, but he did not expect that the other party would be even more crazy than he imagined.

They might as well abandon their homes altogether.

However, Euron was, after all, an experienced captain who led a powerful iron fleet second only to the New Dragonstone fleet.

The sailors and Ironborn on board were all skilled in naval warfare, and although this was only an added bonus, Viserys still accepted Euron's allegiance.

Ramsay Snow, the bastard son of the Dreadfortress; Gregor Clegane, the Mountain, still half-dead in the water dungeon; Petyr Baelish, the schemer Littlefinger; and now Euron has arrived.

Viserys suddenly realized that his place was truly a den of iniquity, a gathering place for all the most notorious villains of the Seven Kingdoms, both present and future.

The White Walkers bypassed the Neck and attacked the Iron Islands from the sea, and Euron led the Iron Fleet to surrender.

Rumbling--

With a stampede of horses, more than 20,000 Slark Howling Warriors, who had settled on the Great Plains, headed towards Pentos. The Targaryen family finally began to gather their strength and show their true power.

And it was at this moment.

Dr. Marwin, who also arrived in Pentos around the same time as Euron two weeks ago, has made a breakthrough in his work translating the classics.

Chapter 378 Dr. Marwin

Dr. Marwin, the 'magician', arrived in Pentos two weeks ago with the goal of finding Viserys.

But actually, this wasn't the first time the two had met; they had a brief encounter before.

The short, stocky, and incredibly powerful maester that Viserys and Mia met in the Valyrian ruins was Dr. Marwyn, but unfortunately, the two didn't recognize each other at the time and therefore didn't interact much.

When Viserys received the renowned 'magician' Dr. Marwyn in his study, he immediately recognized him.

Viserys and Mia escaped from the Valyrian capital on the back of Belerien, and Dr. Marwyn also managed to escape from the Valyrian ruins by some unknown means.

But the old maester didn't have a dragon, so he couldn't fly back to Pentos as quickly as Viserys did in just a few days. It was only when he saw the dragon descend that night that he guessed that it might be Viserys.

Dr. Marwyn, the 'magician', then discreetly escaped from the Valyrian ruins and boarded a merchant ship to travel thousands of miles to Pentos, where he finally found the legendary young dragon lord.

Dr. Marwyn was different from the other maesters in the Citadel; he was always an eccentric and his ideas differed greatly from those of the other maesters.

The City envisions a world where knowledge reigns supreme, where scholars drive human progress and productivity, a world devoid of magic, dragons, and even gods.

There is nothing that can threaten human development.

Dr. Marwyn was a doctor who studied magic and mysticism, and he was the only one in the entire city who obtained the Valyrian Steel Chains.

Therefore, he naturally held different views from the other doctors in the Citadel, even calling his companions "gray sheep." He believed that since this world possessed these mysterious powers, there must be a reason for his existence.

Humans should study and master magic to bring about a better life.

After receiving Dr. Marwin and learning of his purpose, Viserys handed over some precious books he had brought from the Valyrian ruins to him for proofreading.

Some of these books are blurred and even fragile due to their age, crumbling at the slightest touch. Others are stuck together and cannot be separated by hand, requiring special professional techniques to peel the pages apart.

Many of the Valyrian books that Viserys brought back were badly damaged, which saddened Dr. Marwin.

However, there was nothing that could be done about it. When Viserys was fleeing with these books, he was attacked by a demonized dragon. After a fierce battle, he finally escaped, and the books were inevitably damaged.

After receiving these books, Dr. Marvin began to devote himself to studying the translation and proofreading, trying to decipher their original meaning through the blurred handwriting.

His research has finally made a breakthrough, uncovering a major secret.

"His Majesty."

The short, stout old scholar, who looked like a bull, hurried over, while Viserys was in the garden playing with a young dragon.

It is the little silver dragon that hatched from the fifth dragon egg. Its mother may have encountered some trouble when giving birth to it, or her magic power was insufficient, which caused the young dragon to be born with some malnutrition and look extremely weak.