Game of Thrones: The Wrath of the Sleeping Dragon

After listening to the explanation from the Merchants' Guild Master and the tearful complaints from the labor representatives, Daenerys took a deep breath.

A pair of beautiful pale purple eyes looked pleadingly at Prime Minister Jon Clinton beside her, completely oblivious to what they were saying.

The man with gray-red hair, wearing the gleaming King's Hand medal, sensed the princess's plea for help, pondered for a moment, and then spoke.

"We can improve the treatment of 20% of the workers and appropriately reduce their working hours."

The laborers demanded that the merchants pay them double their wages, otherwise they would not be able to make a living in the expensive city of Pentos.

However, after some consideration, Jon Clinton did not support the request, but still appropriately asked the businessmen to restrain their greed.

There are several main reasons. First, merchants are still the main taxpayers in Pentos.

Municipal officials cannot collect taxes from ordinary workers; they can only rely on merchants. However, rising commodity prices have indirectly collected taxes from workers.

The second issue is the slave system. Slaves were not actually cheap, but if the price of labor rose too drastically, such as by 100%, then merchants would rather pay high prices to buy slaves than hire cheap laborers.

This is not good for the stability of the city or the healthy development of its economy.

The Pentos government still encouraged merchants to hire laborers rather than buy slaves, as slavery posed a threat to the country's development and centralized rule.

In addition, His Majesty's current governing style...

"The abolition of slavery is imperative, but there is considerable resistance to change."

Jon Clinton made the decision, and the businessman's representative bowed slightly, accepted the result, and then withdrew.

The labor representatives were somewhat dissatisfied, but seeing the cold eyes of the fully armed Unsullied soldiers around them, they could only shrink back, say thank you for the princess's decision, and then retreat.

After the business and labor representatives had left, Jon Clinton patiently explained to Daenerys why he had made this decision.

Ultimately, royal power still represented the interests of the great nobles, but not entirely; rule was the foundation.

Daenerys nodded, seemingly understanding.

Then another nobleman suggested that Princess Arianne Martell's pregnancy with Pentos should be celebrated.

This not only signifies that the Targaryen family has a successor, but also proves that His Majesty the King 'can'.

Even though the child was ultimately miscarried, everyone felt relieved, as they had been waiting for this reassurance for a long time.

Arianne was two months pregnant. She didn't pay much attention to her missed period the first month, but when it still didn't come the second month, her maid reminded her to get checked out, and then she received the good news.

Whether Arianne gives birth to a princess or a prince for Viserys, it's something to celebrate.

Consequently, the wedding of the two should be on the agenda. Viserys originally planned to hold the wedding in King's Landing after unifying the seven kingdoms, but now it seems that it may not be possible to do so in time.

Viserys is currently fighting the White Walkers in Westeros and is naturally unaware that he is about to become a father.

Daenerys was still young and seemed somewhat clueless about matters of love and sex, as well as the fact that her brother was about to have a child.

But in the end, under everyone's gaze, he nodded slightly and agreed.

Oberyn wrote a personal letter to tell his brother, Prince Doran, the good news.

Just then, snowflakes began to fall outside the window.

Oberon stared blankly out the window, holding a quill pen.

Chapter 400 Braavos Snow Disaster

A light snow fell in Pentos.

Meanwhile, Braavos, which is at a higher latitude and closer to the north than Pentos, experienced a heavy snowfall.

Snowflakes fell like goose feathers, quickly piling up a thick layer of snow on the streets and rooftops, transforming the entire 'Stone City' into a silver-clad wonderland.

Pedestrians setting out in the early morning and merchant ships arriving in Braavos overnight were all amazed by the unprecedented snowfall and marveled at the wonders of nature.

"How long has it been since Braavos has had such a heavy snowfall?"

A thin, seemingly terminally ill middle-aged man spoke in a trembling voice.

He was Ferrego Antalion, the contemporary Sea King of Braavos, who came to the open-air corridor of the Sea King's Palace, supported by his chief swordsman, Quero Valentine.

Feeling the chill rushing towards me, it seeped in through the gaps in my clothes, and I couldn't help but shiver slightly before coughing violently a few times.

"Lord Neptune."

The chief swordsman quickly took off his cloak and draped it over Ferrego Antalion's shoulders.

The heavy snowfall in Braavos came very suddenly. They hadn't felt this cold in many years, let alone experienced such a large-scale snowfall.

This caught many Braavos residents off guard and unprepared, causing them to catch colds and shiver from the cold.

Braavos Aquaman was already terminally ill and naturally couldn't withstand such a cold breeze.

Interestingly, Ferrego Antalion already looked sickly many years ago.

Everyone knows that Aquaman is nearing the end of his life and may suddenly pass away at any time, but Ferrego Antalion, despite being terminally ill, is incredibly resilient.

Everyone was waiting for him to die, but he stubbornly clung to his last breath and didn't breathe his last.

The weakened Neptune then returned to his bedroom with the help of Kuiro.

It was just a heavy snowfall that hadn't occurred in many years; after a while, it lost its novelty, and Aquaman didn't take it to heart.

However, a day and a night passed quickly, and the heavy snow in the sky not only showed no signs of decreasing, but instead intensified, falling all over the place and even causing an unprecedented snow disaster in the history of Braavos.

No one expected this to happen. Heavy snow kept falling from the sky, blocking roads, freezing narrow boat lanes in the city, and collapsing houses in the slums.

Many Braavos residents, caught off guard by poverty and unprepared for the harsh winter, lay in their beds and never woke up again. The homeless, needless to say, froze to death on the streets.

Overnight.

The entire megacity of Braavos experienced a horrific white terror, with countless citizens freezing to death, others being crushed by collapsing houses under the weight of snow, and still others falling into the water, among other things...

According to statistics from the Bravos municipal officials, more than 10,000 Bravos residents died overnight.

In the slums, there have been many tragic cases of entire families freezing to death, with husbands holding wives, wives holding their children, and the three of them freezing to death in their beds.

The disaster that struck Braavos killed several times more people than the fire that struck Andalus many years earlier.

Braavos has suffered such a terrible disaster that, while the city is actively engaged in disaster relief, rumors are also flying everywhere.

Some claim that Braavos angered the gods, and that it may be a harbinger of the apocalypse.

Some also claim that this is related to the White Walkers across the Narrow Sea, since the White Walkers have now crossed the Neck and are geographically opposite Braavos.

The northern part of Westeros is at a higher latitude, connecting to the land of eternal winter.

The northernmost city on the western coast of the continent of Essos is Braavos, and further north lies the vast Trembling Sea.

...

However, the unprecedented snowstorm in Braavos was just a minor incident for people outside the locals.

Even the people of Braavos themselves don't understand why, let alone others.

Braavos, the main battlefield between humans and White Walkers across the sea, saw Viserys ride his dragon back to White Harbor.

He then ordered the port city to be abandoned.

Khal the Dragon commanded all his Dothraki Roaring Warriors from Khalasane to board the Iron Fleet's ships, round the Neck, and land on land near the Three Sisters Islands in Biting Bay, surrounded by the mountains of the valley.

However, the mountain tribes, hiding in the forest, suddenly became as docile as little babies when they saw the Dothraki, who were even more savage and fierce than themselves. They were practically begging for a pacifier and didn't dare disturb these big shots as they landed, so they slipped away to a great distance.

However, Viserys certainly struck gold by acquiring this group of Dothraki.

As Viserys left White Harbor on his dragon and flew towards the main battlefield, a group of savages stealthily approached White Harbor, seemingly looking for a few boats to cross the sea.

However, they were unlucky enough to run into the idle Dothraki, and the group of savages was wiped out by the Dothraki.

It turns out that when the White Walkers swept through the North, many people were unable to escape to the South via the Gulf of Carin, and they did not have the courage to cross the treacherous swamps, so they were forced to remain in the North.

They hid in the dense forest, dodging the attacks of the ghouls, and successfully slipped through the netherworld.

They initially thought the matter was over, but later they discovered a crucial problem.

That is, a harsh winter has enveloped the North, with snow falling all day long, many trees have been frozen to death, and even food is nowhere to be found.

They dared not enter the castle where grain was stored, because there would surely be many ghouls inside, and most of them would be armed, but there was nothing to be found in the abandoned village.

Therefore, after much agonizing reflection, the group of savages decided to find a boat and prepare to escape by sea. It was in this dazed state that they found White Harbor.

They had mustered their courage to fight the White Walkers in White Harbor, but instead encountered an even more terrifying enemy.

The savages were then killed, and only a few prisoners were captured.

But these prisoners are the interesting part.

Viserys rode on his snow-white warhorse, holding the reins with one hand, while the black dragon Balerion circled in the sky. A large number of Iron Fleet warships docked, and the Dothraki people led their warhorses down from the ships.

Among them were two huge cages, with dozens of iron cages being dragged off the ship by ropes and logs.

The 'monster' locked in the cage roared, its hands and feet chained but still pounding on the cage with all its might.

It turns out these were two giants.

Chapter 401 Giant King

The giants were extremely ferocious, which caused the notoriously fierce Dothraki to suffer a setback, but the people of the steppes were not fools and naturally would not continue to confront the giants head-on.

The Dothraki employed a roundabout tactic: they first slaughtered the giants' companions, and then, through skillful hunting tactics, successfully brought down the two behemoths.

They were tied up tightly with iron chains and locked in the elephant cage.

Kago, the Bloodfist Guard of Viserys, thought the two big guys might be useful to Khal Drogo, so he kept them.

“Marg Maz Tundo Dor Wig”.

Viserys murmured the name, and a tall, gray-haired adult giant in the iron cage turned his head and gave Viserys a cold look.

The one smashing the cage is a female giant, who looks a bit smaller than this Mag, standing about twelve feet tall, or over three and a half meters tall. She is also an adult giant.

Not long ago, Viserys interrogated the wildlings who had been captured alive. Fortunately, many of the wildlings were fluent in both the Old Language and the Common Language.

They learned about the giants and, in order to save their lives, confessed everything.

The savages have no 'king,' nor do they have nobles or commoners; however, they all call Mag the 'King of Giants' or 'Strong Mag.'

Because he was the strongest warrior among the giants, standing fourteen feet tall, or more than four meters, almost reaching the limit of a giant.

This female giant was Mag's 'Queen', named Eda Mashi Hend Dorren Ellie, whom the savages called 'Gentle Eda'.