Game of Thrones: The Wrath of the Sleeping Dragon

But Stannis, Randall Tarly, the Reach commander, and King Robert, who sat at the very center of the sand table, remained silent.

Facing the prominent nobles of the Seven Kingdoms, Viserys remained calm, his pale purple eyes sweeping over everyone present.

Each person had a different expression on their face, and the gazes directed at him varied, including awe, fear, curiosity, and hostility.

Among those standing before them were Eddard Stark, Stannis, Tywin Lannister, Edmure Tully, Randyll Tarly, and many more...

Viserys might not recognize their faces, as many of them are seeing them for the first time.

However, Viserys was taught by Daniel, the maester of Dragonstone, when he was young. The first priority of his studies was to memorize the names, coats of arms, and languages ​​of the major families in Westeros.

He could identify their identities simply by looking at the insignia on their chests.

Then, King Robert, sitting at the head of the table with a full beard, looked at Viserys and finally spoke in a low voice.

"Welcome, Viserys."

There was an empty chair next to him, clearly prepared for Viserys.

Robert was once the supreme commander of the Allied Forces, but now that Viserys has arrived, the two cannot be ranked in terms of superiority or inferiority.

The allied forces had many soldiers and nobles, while Viserys had dragons and Dothraki, so they were naturally on equal footing.

"Please sit down."

Robert invited Viserys to sit down, and Viserys, without any hesitation, looked around and sat down next to Robert.

Several Dothraki guards, including his blood brother Kago, followed behind Viserys, carrying Arak scimitars and looking fierce.

These men are all skilled fighters in the tribe. If the group inside the house were to actually fight, Viserys might not even need to lift a finger; a few Dothraki would be able to make them pay a heavy price.

"Let's continue."

The silver-haired young man sat in the head seat, nodded slightly, and spoke for the first time.

Robert nodded and glanced at Selwyn Tarth, the Earl of Twilight Hall, who had just spoken.

The other party was one of the generals of Stormlands. Selvin Tas hesitated for a moment before continuing.

"Your Majesties and Your Excellencies."

"Past battles have taught us that we cannot win by confronting the enemy head-on."

"Their numbers are far greater than we imagined, and they are tireless and never stop."

Lord Twilight Hall suggested defending the river. The Night King could freeze the river, while the dragons and oil could melt the ice. The wights had no ranged weapons, but the human army had everything from bows and catapults to several giant crossbows.

This was a last resort. Many of the generals in the allied forces nodded slightly, agreeing with Lord Selwyn's suggestion. The main reason was that the White Walkers were simply too difficult to deal with, and they couldn't think of any better tactics.

"Dragon glass can kill White Walkers, I think you already know that."

Viserys, who was sitting next to Robert, suddenly spoke up at this moment.

All eyes in the room turned to them instantly.

"Yes, little Viserys..."

"However... there are too few dragon crystals."

Just then, a trembling voice rang out from the corner.

An elderly man with white hair, huddled in a chair, spoke with his white, blind eyes open.

Apart from the king, who had a seat, even the dukes had to stand. Therefore, Viserys did not initially see the little old man who was hidden behind the crowd.

"you..."

Upon hearing his voice, Viserys paused slightly, then was about to stand up from his chair when Maester Aemon stopped him.

“Little Viserys…the pre-battle meeting is important, we can talk privately later.”

Maester Aemon's voice trembled, and Viserys, hearing his words, slowly sat down.

The nobles present exchanged bewildered glances, all seeing the shock in each other's eyes.

"Who is he?"

This old man often appeared at war meetings but rarely spoke. Some of them knew he was a Night's Watch maester, while others didn't even know who he was, and had no idea of ​​his name or identity.

But I never expected that this old man would call the young dragon master 'Little Viserys'?

And he... wasn't angry at all, but instead seemed very respectful?

Chapter 405 Assignment of Duties

Inside the allied council chamber, many nobles whispered among themselves, speculating about the identity of the little old man.

Why is he so awesome?

It seems that only Eddard Stark truly knew Maester Aemon's real identity.

"Dragonstone Island has a large amount of dragon crystals."

While still in shock, Viserys slowly sat down, supporting himself on the table with both hands.

He hadn't received a letter from this old ancestor for a long time; he used to receive one occasionally. The last letter Maester Aemon wrote to him was before the Battle of the Wall.

However, the wildlings then sounded the Horn of Winter, causing the Wall to collapse and fleeing throughout the Seven Kingdoms. Soon after, the army of the White Walkers arrived, and the human alliance suffered repeated defeats at the Wall, Winterfell, and the Gulf of Calin, losing the entire North and fleeing all the way to the Twins.

Viserys never received a letter from Maester Aemon after that, and he even thought that his ancestor had died in the subsequent wars.

After all, in such a chaotic era of war, it would be extremely difficult for a nearly 100-year-old man like him, with frail legs and blind eyes, to survive.

Viserys hadn't expected the old man to still be alive, so he was startled, but then calmed down a bit.

On the other side...

Stannis frowned slightly upon hearing Viserys's words, raised his chin, and looked at the silver-haired young man sitting in the first seat. Then he spoke in a calm voice.

"Your Majesty said that Dragonstone Island has a large amount of dragon crystals? How come I didn't know that?"

Viserys turned and glanced at Stannis after hearing his words.

He didn't recognize Stannis's face. He was a man who looked prematurely old and was balding. His thin, short hair looked like a crown, and he had a cold expression and spoke with meticulous manners.

However, the other party had the crest of a crowned stag on his chest, and his words seemed to indicate that he was the lord of Dragonstone, so Viserys could easily guess what was going on.

"You're Stannis?"

Viserys glanced at him with interest, while Stannis nodded slightly with a cold expression.

Then the silver-haired youth shook his head, sneered, and spoke.

"The Targaryen family knows more about Dragonstone than you think."

As the ancestral home of the Targaryen family, his understanding of Dragonstone was naturally deeper than Stannis's.

However, Viserys did not explain in detail why he knew that there were very rich dragonglass veins beneath Dragonstone, only vaguely saying that 'the Targaryen family knew about Dragonstone'.

"But there's no need for you to worry. I've already arranged for workers to mine the dragon crystal mine day and night."

"I believe the first batch of dragon glass will be delivered to the front lines soon, and then we will have weapons to fight the White Walkers."

The silver-haired youth leaned back in his chair, his left leg crossed over his right, his hands clasped together, and spoke in a calm voice.

The people present were slightly taken aback when they heard his words. However, since they were all nobles of high standing in the seven kingdoms, they were not fools and quickly realized what he meant.

All eyes turned to Stannis, who looked as if he had eaten something disgusting.

His gaze was fixed on Viserys, and his hand unconsciously rested on the hilt of his sword.

The Dothraki standing behind Viserys also sensed something was wrong and immediately drew their scimitars.

"Kao!"

"Kao!"

These Dothraki showed no fear, their eyes even flashing with ferocity. They didn't mind killing everyone present first, and then joining Khal in the fight to escape.

The atmosphere in the conference room instantly became tense.

However, Stannis's breathing was heavy and rapid, his grip on the hilt of his sword was tight, and the veins on the back of his hand were bulging, as if he wanted to draw his sword.

But after a fierce internal struggle, Stannis finally backed down. He let out a long breath, released his grip, and lowered his head slightly.

"Your Majesties and esteemed officials, I am feeling unwell and must take my leave now."

Stannis then left the meeting hall with his advisor, Davos the Onion Knight. Davos glanced at Viserys curiously before hurrying away.

"Whoo~"

Seeing Stannis voluntarily back down and leave, the nobles of the seven kingdoms inside the room breathed a slight sigh of relief.

For a brief moment, they even thought Stannis was about to challenge this young dragon lord to a duel.

Robert, sitting next to Viserys, was a beat slow to react, but he quickly understood.

He was worried that his stubborn brother would flip the table, and he was about to stop him, but fortunately Stannis was good at enduring humiliation and eventually held back and left by slamming the door.

However, Robert was not a good-tempered man, and he immediately turned to Viserys and said in an unhappy tone.

"That's it, Viserys, you can't go any further."

Dragonstone is lost, and Robert is furious, but there's nothing he can do about it now.

Although Dragonstone is geographically very important as the sea gateway to King's Landing, King's Landing is fortunately fortified with high walls and strong defenses, and it cannot be taken in a short time.

He also warned Viserys not to go any further, otherwise the foundation of their cooperation would be destroyed, as the greatest enemy for everyone at present was still the White Walkers.

Viserys neither confirmed nor denied this.

If we go any further, that would be King's Landing.

Actually, he had just received the news from there: Renis led the Golden Company in a blitzkrieg on Dragonstone and then swiftly captured Tidehead Island, completely controlling Blackwater Bay, the gateway to King's Landing.

Both armies made independent decisions, but Viserys also told Reyne that he still needed the combined forces of the Seven Kingdoms to stop the White Walkers. The dragons and Dothraki alone could not hold them off, so he told her to be more restrained, otherwise if she went too far, the White Walkers would escape and cause trouble.

The war council continued after Stannis left, and subsequently decided on the commanders of each army.

The allied forces broke with the previous situation where each noble family led their own army, resulting in chaotic command and an inability to form a united force.

Instead, the division into cavalry and infantry, with generals commanding the front, middle, rear, left, and right wings, was completely disrupted, making unified command and control much easier.

The vanguard was led by Lord Randyll Tarly of Hornhill, while the middle ranks, which also commanded all the infantry, were commanded by Robert Baratheon, and the rearguard was headed by Lord Tywin Lannister.

The cavalry were divided into left and right flanks to cover the main force, with Kago, the Bloodfist Guard of Viserys, serving as the commander of all the cavalry.