Game of Thrones: The Wrath of the Sleeping Dragon

Meanwhile, Grand Secretary Paisell, surrounded by an angry mob, was in a sorry state, his forehead broken by a flying apple, from which blood flowed.

"I...I...I..."

He hadn't expected to incur the wrath of the masses, and even his former noble 'friends' were unwilling to plead for him, avoiding his gaze.

The old man, his hair and beard white, clutched his head, his cheeks stained with blood. He no longer hoped to escape unscathed, so he sent Maester Sylvie to plead with the judge, hoping to be given the chance to don the black robes and join the Night's Watch.

However, not everyone has such an opportunity. For example, the Valerian family needs the King's permission to join the Night's Watch. Unfortunately, His Majesty the King is currently on a "southern tour" and is recuperating in Highgarden, the royal garden. He has not yet returned.

Therefore, the presiding judge and the other two assistant judges had to make the decision on his behalf.

On the plaza below the Red Keep in King's Landing.

This public trial will have three judges presiding over the case each day. The presiding judge will always be the Minister of Justice, Oberon, and the other two judges will be selected from among the governors and ministers of the court, rotating daily.

"That son of a bitch."

Meanwhile, the Minister of War, Khadgar, sitting in the chair on the left, spoke in broken, heavily accented Westeros.

Although his proficiency in Common was not good, he had been across the sea for quite some time and could roughly understand the evidence presented by the witnesses.

Moreover, although he wasn't very good at other common languages, the first things he learned were various sports terms like "dog shit" and "fuck," which have become classics that will be passed down through generations.

"We Dothraki only rape women of other races; we will never harm girls of our own race!"

Children are quite special to the Dothraki; they would never harm a child smaller than a car wheel, even if it meant confiscating property and exterminating the entire clan.

Of course, this is also a cultural difference between other civilizations and the Dothraki. In other civilizations, "children" refers to those who are under the age of sixteen and whose bodies and brains are not yet fully developed.

The Dothraki grew up on horseback from a young age. They were nomadic, constantly at war. As a result, boys who were larger than a cartwheel were considered warriors in the tribe and could inherit their fathers' scimitars to fight on the battlefield.

That's why the Dothraki would kill children who were longer than a wheel.

"Lord Kago... is right."

Oberyn turned around after hearing Kago's words, speechless for a moment. This barbarian sounded quite proud? So girls of other races aren't girls?

However, Oberyn certainly wouldn't argue with the barbarians that the civilized world should fight now. This is the way the Dothraki fight, and sometimes these self-proclaimed civilized people can be even more ruthless.

"Lord Oberyn!"

Meanwhile, Petyr Baelish, the governor of the Vale, sitting to Oberyn's left, wearing a black cloak and a badge of the Soundbird pinned to his chest, also spoke loudly.

"Grand Maester Paisell betrayed his king, causing a tragedy, and should be held responsible for the disaster that struck King's Landing more than a decade ago."

“I also recommend that he be sentenced to death.”

Then Little Finger gave a subtle nod to Kago on the other side.

He tried to get closer to the Dothraki man, but unfortunately, it was like talking to a brick wall.

The other person had no idea about his set of court etiquette at all, and instead turned his head away to pick his teeth casually.

“Uh… Lord Oberyn.”

At this moment, Lord Commander Jeor Mormont of the Night's Watch paused for a moment before speaking.

He also has a place on the bench because he is the 'dumping ground' for criminals.

All scoundrels who are still alive can be recruited into the Night's Watch, and the Legion is currently in a period of rebuilding, 'recruiting talents widely'.

"Commander-in-Chief Jeor Mormont, you want this man?"

Upon hearing the voice of the Lord Commander of the Night's Watch, Oberyn turned to look at him.

“Scholar Aemon is getting too old. I think… perhaps we could send Scholar Paishill to the north to help him?”

"Of course, it's best for you to make a fair judgment."

Although Maester Aemon had found his successor, Viserys was willing to personally issue a decree to lift his oath and allow him to remain in King's Landing to live out his days in peace.

However, Maester Aemon refused Viserys's request, upholding his lifelong vow, and he was destined to be buried in the North.

Therefore, he will have to follow the Night's Watch northward to defeat the remaining White Walkers and reclaim the North and the Wall.

However, Maester Aemon was indeed too old, and it was unknown how many more years he could live. At present, the Night's Watch, which numbered a thousand, was far from having enough maesters. Therefore, Lord Commander Jeor Mormont, out of his "love of talent," shamelessly asked for more at this time. Maester Pycelle was still a bit younger than Maester Aemon.

"Hmm... join the Night's Watch..."

Oberon, having heard the arguments of the two vice judges and the request of Commander-in-Chief Jeo Mormont, stroked his beard slightly.

He suddenly felt that sending this old dog to fight in the icy, snowy environment of the north in the future might be a good way to torture it, far more painful than hanging it now.

As a member of the Council of Kings, he knew that Viserys was preparing to reclaim the North.

As the main force for reclaiming the North, it is no longer suitable to use the Targaryen army. Instead, the Night's Watch and the Northerners should be the main force, providing them with resources and assistance so that they can take back their homeland on their own.

Oberyn then consulted with two deputy judges and ultimately ruled that Maester Paisell would join the Night's Watch as a maester.

Chapter 590 The Situation

"Your uncle has done a good job lately."

After reading the intelligence in his hand, Viserys casually placed the letter on the candle flame and lit it.

The firelight illuminated his cheeks, then he threw the fire to the ground, where it turned to ashes, before finally raising his head.

"Uncle Oberon?"

Queen Arianne, sitting opposite Viserys, had also just read the intelligence, but her face did not show much joy; instead, she looked worried.

"But I think his torture methods were a bit too cruel."

"For example, that Baron Swin, the heir to Stonehelm, I don't think it's a big deal to let him go, after all, he helped us kill Stannis."

Arianne believed that Baron Swin was just an insignificant character, and that killing him or letting him go would not affect the overall situation.

She didn't understand why Oberyn didn't choose to let him go, but instead insisted on killing him. Before Viserys left King's Landing, he gave Oberyn full authority, and no one would interfere.

"Will Lord Gulian Sven rebel because of this?"

"After all, that was his last son."

In the bright candlelight, the beautiful Queen of Dorne then spoke with a worried expression.

"Whether he will or not, it doesn't matter. Oberyn knows what he's doing and what role he's playing."

However, Viserys simply shook his head slightly and said...

“As you said, Arianne, I don’t need to consider how Gulian Sven feels.”

"If he endures it, let him live; if he harbors resentment and wants to rebel, then kill him while you're at it."

"It served as a warning to others; the unification of the seven kingdoms did not mean that the soldiers had retired from the army."

In fact, due to the new policies, the soldiers' warlike spirit was at an all-time high. Although there were no major wars among the seven kingdoms, small conflicts continued to occur, such as a village being massacred and looted, or a noblewoman's daughter being kidnapped.

Yesterday, the valley sent several heads and a bronze suit of armor by express courier; these were the heads of the last remnants of the Royce family from Runestone City.

After the Battle of the Vale, Jon Royce and his eldest son perished in the civil war, while his second son, Robert Royce, led his soldiers back to Runestone and then secluded himself there.

Ser Lynn Cobbry then volunteered to lead an army to attack Runestone. After a month of fighting, he finally conquered the formidable castle and beheaded Robert Royce and his younger brother Weimar Royce.

Meanwhile, Michel Redford, the Earl of Redfield and former squire of Sir Lynn Cobley, now 'supported' by Earl Jon Royce, fearfully beheaded his wife, declaring a complete break with the Royce family to avoid being implicated.

Michel's actions were somewhat distasteful to the Vale nobles, but his decisiveness was effective, and he was ultimately spared from being implicated in the purge of Jon Royce's faction.

The heads of Robert, Weimar, and Yassina Royce, along with the Royce family's ancestral bronze armor, were delivered to Highgarden by fast horses.

However, Viserys didn't seem to care much. He merely glanced at the heads and then waved for the soldiers to bury them, leaving the ancient bronze armor intact.

He didn't actually intend to wipe out the Royce family; he only wanted to reclaim Runestone City. However, he didn't expect that these newly surrendered Vale nobles would be so eager to prove themselves. Perhaps it was the fanaticism of converts that led them to go too far and wipe out the entire Royce family.

Viserys didn't hate Count Jon Reus that much, even though the man had caused him a lot of trouble. On the contrary, he thought highly of him. If Jon Reus were willing to kneel and surrender, Littlefinger might not be the governor of the Vale.

Unfortunately, this 'Bronze Yorn' chose the wrong side, which ultimately led to his death and the extermination of his clan.

The Royce family, which once gave birth to the 'Supreme Kings of the Valley, the Finger Peninsula and the Moon Mountains', has also disappeared from the long river of history.

However, Viserys did not feel sorry for him. Everyone must be responsible for their own choices, especially when he was the patriarch and commander-in-chief of the army, he had even more responsibilities on his shoulders.

"Those nobles in King's Landing are too annoying, but... I've had enough of seeking peace and quiet here."

Viserys teased his daughter, and the baby in the swaddling clothes babbled and reached out to grab him, but he dodged her.

Diana pouted, and Viserys quickly offered his finger to her father, who then smiled, his violet eyes pure and untouched by any worldly dust.

"Eh-"

In this world, only this little princess could make Viserys willingly submit, and the silver-haired youth couldn't help but smile slightly, pinching his daughter's cheek before speaking.

"We will set off tomorrow to return to King's Landing."

...

Although the public trial is now the most talked-about event in King's Landing and even in the whole of Westeros, the operation of the country will certainly not come to a standstill because of it.

Political activity in King's Landing continues, with envoys from trading cities and even as far away as Slaver's Bay and the Summer Isles already waiting at the Red Keep.

The envoys from the free trade city-states naturally came to congratulate Viserys on unifying the seven kingdoms, while the envoys from Slaver's Bay came to exchange pleasantries with the Iron Throne as usual. However, upon arrival, they were completely bewildered to discover that the Iron Throne had changed hands.

As for the Summer Islands, news was even more scarce. They came to see what the legendary White Walkers were.

Viserys quietly returned to King's Landing, and it wasn't so easy for the messengers waiting there to see His Majesty the King.

The messengers were initially somewhat resentful at being left out in the cold, but all their discontent vanished when they discovered that the messengers from Braavos and the Iron Bank were also waiting obediently outside the door, just like them.

The Iron Treasury messenger met with Viserys in the throne room, bringing with him an official document that forgave the debts owed to the Iron Throne.

At the same time, to demonstrate the friendship between Braavos and the Targaryen family, they were willing to provide an interest-free loan of no less than one million gold dragons to help the royal family rebuild the country. This aroused the surprise and shock of the nobles of the seven kingdoms present, since the Iron Treasury was always very meticulous about every penny.

The messenger from Braavos and the messenger from the Iron Bank separated, and each delivered a personal letter from their sea king, Thormo Frega.

"understood."

The letter contained a verbal agreement between the two of them. Viserys nodded after reading it but said nothing more, and simply burned the letter.

The Braavos envoy, seemingly a close confidant of Thormo Frega, also remained silent, bowed, and withdrew.

Chapter 591 Eddard Stark

Yesterday, the trial of Grand Secretary Paisell took place; today, the trial will be held for nobles of even higher rank.

In the War of the Usurper, the Wolf, Deer, and Osprey families were the main forces resisting the royal family; however, all four families have now fallen from their lofty positions.