Game of Thrones: The Wrath of the Sleeping Dragon

However, just as they were about to escape, they were intercepted by Ramsay Snow, who served as the commander-in-chief of the Interior Ministry.

The man, completely shrouded in a black robe, sneered at the unremarkable inn before him, then removed his hood to reveal his pale, gloomy face.

Beside him were dozens of soldiers dressed identically, wearing black robes and masks, with daggers and short swords at their waists and crossbows in their hands, their sharp bolts pointed directly at the inn's door.

The Ministry of the Interior is one of the few factions within Pentos that is authorized to use crossbows as weapons.

Woof woof—

The hunting dogs that Rams had personally trained had already caught the scent of the enemy and couldn't help but bark wildly at the gate.

They bared their sharp fangs and fierce expressions, drool dripping down their faces.

To train the hounds' ferocity, Rams often secretly used prisoners from the Ministry of Internal Affairs as bait to train their ferocity and hunting abilities; the hounds that were eliminated would be put to death.

Hearing the barking of dogs outside, cold sweat dripped down the foreheads of the people trapped inside the inn. They had no doubt that the hunting dogs were there for them.

"We've been discovered?"

"How to do?"

One of the elderly men, with gray hair and dressed in luxurious clothes, couldn't help but speak, his voice trembling.

He was a member of an ancient noble family in Pentos. During the Bloody Night, he was leading a caravan in the waters near Braavos, having been away from Pentos for more than a month. He narrowly escaped the crisis and survived by sheer luck.

But when he learned that his family had been wiped out in the bloody night of the purge, he vowed from that moment on to end Viserys' tyranny and reclaim his homeland.

Therefore, he personally came to Pentos for this operation, but he did not expect that his mission would not succeed, as the Pentos government had already been aware of his actions.

They set a trap and waited for them to take it. The ragged prince was stabbed to death in the street as soon as he stepped out of his house.

"How to do?"

One of the young, impetuous noble remnants, with blond hair, spoke up. He wore an ancient family crest on his chest and a longsword at his waist.

What else can we do now?

"Viserys is tyrannical and cruel; he showed no mercy during the Red Night."

"Kneeling down and surrendering won't save us. We might as well fight our way out and fight them to the death!"

The ideas of the young remnants of the Pentos nobles were supported by some, while more mature and prudent nobles thought they were inappropriate.

At this point, the focus should be on exchanging benefits; reckless, impulsive actions are not something that nobles of high blood should do.

Unfortunately, the young Pentos nobles did not heed their advice.

Outside, Rams's chilling countdown continued. He claimed that if they didn't open the door and surrender within fifteen minutes, he would burn the inn down.

The city garrison soldiers responsible for maintaining order outside the inn were startled when they heard Rams's words; arson in the city was a serious crime.

However, as they stepped forward to persuade Rams, his men pulled out an iron plaque and retorted with a single sentence.

“When the Ministry of the Interior is in charge, our master is far more powerful than yours.”

The gleaming iron plaque bears the three-headed dragon emblem of House Targaryen and Viserys's edict.

The city garrison soldier looked at the iron plaque, his throat bobbed, but he swallowed back the last words he was about to say.

This iron plaque was originally given to Rams by Viserys, mainly to enable the Ministry of the Interior to perform its internal oversight function; otherwise, any official would be higher in rank than Rams, and the Ministry of the Interior would be virtually useless.

The commander of the Pentos garrison was the Prime Minister Jon Clinton, while the Home Office was directly under the King's command. It was obvious who had the stronger backing.

The garrison soldiers swallowed their anger and retreated, but before Rams' quarter of an hour had even passed, the people inside the inn couldn't help but rush out.

A cruel smile appeared on the face of the young man with black curly hair and a gloomy expression.

The next second, the sound of a crossbow being fired rang out.

bang bang bang-

Sharp crossbow bolts pierced the bodies of these noble remnants, and the ravenous hounds pounced on them, biting through their throats and tearing and swallowing their flesh.

Woof woof—

The sounds of hunting dogs barking filled the air, blood stained the streets, and corpses littered the ground. These remnants of the nobility, like moths to a flame, collapsed to their deaths before they could even unleash their full power for a second.

The scene before them was too cruel. The city garrison soldiers watching couldn't bear to look and lowered their heads or turned away. Some even vomited on the spot.

However, Rams and his men were all used to it and felt no discomfort whatsoever.

Once all the corpses had been devoured, the people who hadn't come out of the inn finally emerged, trembling. Some of them were so frightened that they wet their pants.

"welcome."

"Welcome to Pentos."

When Rams saw the group of terrified remnants of the nobility who were trembling and wetting their pants, a bright smile spread across his face, which once again frightened them so much that they trembled even more.

However, they were not executed by Ramsay. Instead, they were detained and awaited trial.

Rams also hoped to pry them open to find out how much wealth they were hiding outside.

Chapter 452 Attack on the Imperial Guard

Pentos's rebellion was detected in advance by Rams's internal affairs department, who then reported it to the Prime Minister and Her Highness the Princess, and took the opportunity to set a trap to capture them all.

The entire rebellion did not last long and was quickly suppressed by the city garrison and the Unsullied Legion.

The members of the Second Sons' Regiment were either dead or wounded; most were killed on the spot, while the rest were captured alive and imprisoned.

Prince Ragnarok was assassinated by assassins from the Ministry of the Interior for his involvement in the rebellion, and his crimes were made public, earning him the contempt of the people of Pentos.

The next morning.

Numerous prisoners, linked together by ropes, were taken from the dungeon and lined up at the foot of the Nine Towers Palace, kneeling in a dense mass.

These were all mercenaries involved in the rebellion, former Windblown soldiers, and even remnants of the Pentos governor's family and ancient nobles.

Because the scene was destined to be too bloody, Daenerys did not attend in person, but Prime Minister Jon Clinton personally supervised the execution.

The mayor of Pentos loudly recited their crimes, and then, with a command, the executioners' cleavers fell in unison, hundreds of heads rolled to the ground, and blood stained the earth red.

Their heads were then hung high on the walls of Pentos, impaled on spears, creating a horrifying yet beautiful sight.

Citizens of Pentos ran over to watch, throwing cow dung and rotten eggs, celebrating Pentos' complete liberation from the vampires.

Out-of-town merchants traveling to and from the Pearl of the Gulf could see heads hanging overhead when they looked up.

They couldn't help but feel a little uneasy, and became more cautious in their production and business operations in Pentos, respecting local laws and daring not to do anything wrong or deceive the market.

Overall, Pentos's rebellion had a very limited impact.

Because of their foresight, the operation was swift and did not cause much damage.

Prime Minister Jon Clinton personally inspected the city, and that same day, peace and normal production and daily life were restored.

...

Meanwhile, in the Royal Forest, dozens of miles outside the city of Pentos, a rebellion was taking place.

No one knew that after Viserion the White Dragon spread his wings and flew away from the Kingsguard, a group of masked men in black broke into this forbidden land.

"stop!"

Who are you people?!

A sound of surprise and anger rang out from the woods, as if they had been attacked.

Ding ding—

Then, a fierce battle erupted between the two sides in the woods, with the sounds of metal clashing and screams filling the air.

Soon after, several Targaryen patrol soldiers lay dead on the ground, while the figures of the men in black continued to disappear into the distance.

It was obvious that patrolling soldiers had discovered the uninvited guests, and a fierce battle broke out between the two sides in the Royal Guard. The patrolling soldiers were then killed by the men in black.

This group of people was well-trained, worked in perfect coordination, and had a very clear objective: they were heading for the Targaryen family's dragon-breeding grounds.

After killing all the guards, the group headed straight for the depths of the Imperial Guard.

brush brush --

The figures in black moved swiftly through the forest, remaining silent the entire time; not a single person uttered a word.

In the past, because of the presence of dragons such as Belerion, Rego, and Viserion, the two Kingsguard of House Targaryen, one in Andalus and the other in Pentos, were considered to be among the most dangerous places on the continent of Essos.

The Imperial Guard covers a vast area with complex terrain, so there is no need to arrange too many patrolling soldiers on a daily basis, as it is impossible to completely protect it.

The surrounding villagers would not want to go hunting in the royal forest, because entering the royal forest is illegal. If caught, they would be fined at best, and at worst, have a hand cut off or even lose their lives.

Moreover, hunting on the outskirts of the Imperial Forest is one thing, but venturing deep into the Imperial Forest is a matter of life and death; ten people might go in and not one of them would come out alive.

Dragons possess a degree of intelligence; they can recognize Targaryen soldiers. However, any outsider who intrudes is killed on sight. Humans are no exception, falling onto the dragons' menu. Over the years, countless members of the Kingsguard have been 'accidentally' devoured.

However, now, Balerion and Rhaegal have joined Viserys and Reyne on their expedition to Westeros.

The only dragon left to guard the place, Viserion, had also left, leaving only five baby dragons that were only a few months old. This greatly reduced the danger of this perilous forbidden area.

And this group's target was precisely these young dragons.

Countless powers on the continent of Essos covet the dragons of House Targaryen.

However, the fully grown three dragons, Bellerion, Rego, and Viserion, already possessed sufficient fighting power and were too dangerous for them to handle. Therefore, they could only target the newly born dragons.

Now is the best opportunity to capture the young dragons. According to the intelligence they have obtained, the white dragon Viserion may leave today, leaving only five weak young dragons deep in the Royal Forest.

"Be careful, everyone."

“Young dragons are not mice; they are not so easy to deal with.”

Deeper into the Royal Forest, the air was filled with the unique scent of dragons. The air was dry and hot, and even the number of animals had decreased significantly.

Perhaps sensing the danger, the leader, a man in black wearing a mask, spoke in a low voice.

His mask didn't conceal a streak of red hair at his temples, and he spoke with a Loras accent.

The masked men in black following behind him remained silent, their hands filled with various dragon-catching tools, including specially made rope nets, chains, rope darts, and crossbows.

This operation was almost a full-scale effort, with all members of the organization mobilized, carrying an important mission on their shoulders.

Whether the safety of the free world can be protected from the influence of secular monarchies and the glory of the Thousand-Faced God can be safeguarded depends entirely on this action.

Then, the eyes behind the mask flickered slightly, and the leader of the men in black sighed softly, took out a silver coin from his pocket, tossed it into the air, and then it fell.

He looked at the coin in his palm, which was facing the 'fierce' side, and remained silent for a moment.