Game of Thrones: The Wrath of the Sleeping Dragon

"Papa—"

Then Diana spoke in a childish, slightly accented voice, a cute smile on her face, as she opened her arms, wanting her father to hug her.

"Diana".

No matter how steely Viserys appears on the outside, his heart softens when he sees his own daughter.

The silver-haired youth, having shed his travel-worn appearance, took his daughter from his wife's arms and held her in his own.

Viserys' daughter Diana will be celebrating her second name day this year. Last year, on Princess Diana's first name day, King's Landing held a grand tournament where the winner would receive 10,000 gold dragons. Commoners and nobles alike could participate in the preliminary rounds, and the final champion was Ser Jorah Mormont of Bear Island.

This year, Diana is a little older. She has learned to walk, bounce a ball, say some simple words, answer her parents' questions, and has developed some cognitive abilities.

Therefore, this year, Viserys decided to take his daughter to the Kingswood to choose a suitable young dragon as her companion on her journey of growth, on the occasion of her second name day.

This was something Viserys had promised Arianne long ago: their daughter would receive a dragon.

Watching her husband hold their daughter and playfully tease Diana, Arianne's worries vanished, and a smile appeared on her face.

As husband and wife, Viserys came to understand Arianne, and Arianne understood her husband just as well.

The two were, after all, a political marriage. Arianne knew very well that Viserys didn't really love her that much, but she also knew even more clearly that whether it was out of responsibility, honor, or principles, Viserys would never abandon her and would always stand in front of her.

"very nice."

"The King and Queen are so happy."

Meanwhile, on the other side, the queen's handmaid, the red-haired girl Sansa Stark, with her hair styled like a southern girl and dressed in a light blue, elegant long dress, secretly glanced at the handsome king and the beautiful queen, her eyes revealing envy.

She truly loved the bustling metropolis of King's Landing, and even more so the extravagant life within the palace. If she could, she would live there forever and never want to return to the cold north.

In my hometown, I couldn't wear pretty dresses. I had to wear thick animal skin clothes to keep warm every day, and I would even shiver from the cold if I didn't go back inside at night.

...

Joffrey, carrying a broom, happened to walk by. Ever since the incident of 'disturbing' the princess not long ago, Viserys had ordered a reprimand for his mother Cersei's lack of discipline.

Meanwhile, as Viserys' punishment for him, Joffrey was confined to the Virgin's Abode, where he spent his days idly with nothing to do. Apart from his younger sister Myrcella, who was still young, the court did not tolerate idlers. Joffrey's good days were over, and like his mother, he needed to find something to do.

Thus, the blond-haired boy became a glorious court sanitation worker, spending his days cleaning the area inside and outside the Red Keep with a broom and dustpan, while the core areas of the Red Keep, such as Maegor Tower, became Joffrey's forbidden zone.

Joffrey, carrying a broom, happened to be passing by when he saw the King and Queen there. Like a mouse seeing a cat, his eyes darted around, revealing deep fear, and he hurried away.

Sansa also saw Joffrey, but a hint of disgust flashed in the girl's eyes.

She had heard of the former prince's notorious deeds. When Winterfell fell, Sansa had come south to King's Landing with her mother and many of her brothers and sisters.

At that time, Sansa thought Prince Joffrey was very handsome. In particular, Queen Cersei suggested to her mother that she and Joffrey be engaged, but her mother declined, saying that her father was not around and she could not make the decision on her own.

Sansa felt some regret at the time and even had a fight with her mother, but now she is really glad that her mother's foresight saved her from disaster.

Otherwise, now that the Baratheon dynasty has collapsed, and she has married such a person, wouldn't she be destined to suffer for the rest of her life?

When Sansa looked at Joffrey, she didn't notice the dark-haired boy who was leading the king's horse on the other side, looking at her with adoring eyes.

He admired young women.

Sansa Stark of Winterfell was already beautiful, and Gendry and her brother Robb were close friends, serving as squires of the king together. Therefore, it was perfectly normal for Gendry to be attracted to Sansa.

However, Gendry was shy and not good at expressing himself, so he kept his feelings of affection to himself.

A few days later, the Hand of the King, Jon Clinton, personally led two thousand soldiers from the Second Legion stationed in the Kingsguard and set off for Dorne with supplies for suppressing the rebellion.

Meanwhile, the ships and sailors preparing to send troops to Nas Island were also ready, with two thousand men on their side as well.

Then, amidst the melodious horn sounds of Blackwater Bay harbor, the fleet weighed anchor and set sail for distant lands, embarking on a journey to represent the kingdom and travel to free trading city-states. How many hardships and dangers this journey would encounter was still unknown; this was only the first step.

Chapter 640 The Final Path

Time flies, and apart from the distant North and Dorne, the overall atmosphere of the Seven Kingdoms remains one of peace and prosperity, with people living in contentment.

The North and Dorne, one in the far north and the other in the far south, were still too far away for most people.

Viserys had been in King's Landing for the past few months, and apart from handling daily government affairs, he didn't have much else to do. Of course, the golden flame within him had also slowly grown a bit.

If Viserys hadn't observed so carefully, he might not have even noticed it.

"It seems to be growing very slowly?"

Inside the Meige Tower, the silver-haired youth asked a question to a stone statue.

"Yes, the accumulation of faith is not so easy; only the purest beliefs can be absorbed."

I advise you not to rush things.

The woman's voice inside the faceless statue spoke calmly.

After several months, Miracis is also learning about the changes in the new world and the new Valyrian language.

The world order underwent a dramatic transformation during the Valyrian period, with the city-states that had once submitted to Valyria now independent and ruling their own domains.

The city-states established by the escaped slaves of Valyria became the center of trade in the New World, wielding significant influence.

"They are merely slaves of the empire."

Miracis scoffed at the existence of Braavos. When the great empire existed, a small city-state like Braavos didn't dare to breathe loudly, but now it had risen up and was acting arrogantly.

Viserys was also quite curious about the existence of this divine thought. In his mind, gods should be beings that are high above and do not partake in human affairs.

But the person in front of me... seems extremely cynical, just like an ordinary person?

"Don't overestimate the gods, Viserys."

Viserys asked his question frankly and received a reply from Mirasis.

"The contrast between the powers of the gods is very obvious. Powerful gods are an indispensable part of the operation of the world, while the weakest gods are nothing more than homeless ghosts."

"They are no match for a human being and will eventually dissipate into nothingness, their souls scattered."

Mirasis, as a divine thought, did not have all the memories of its former master, but it had a very good understanding of the divine system.

She explained to Viserys in detail the characteristics and differences of the various gods.

The most common type of deity is one whose divinity is condensed through the faith of the people, ultimately igniting the divine fire and becoming a god.

Such deities are generally limited to a particular land, country, and race.

If a deity leaves this land, or if the country is conquered and the race is wiped out, the deity will lose the source of power, become a rootless duckweed, and eventually dissipate into the world.

Aside from the simplest and most common path of worshipping a god, there are several other types of deities.

One of them are the most ancient beings, born in the early days of this world, even earlier than the Children of the Forest, before humans appeared in this world.

At that time, the tide of magic surged, and many beings that existed at that time eventually became gods through some coincidence.

These beings became gods through their accumulated magic and power, and their power was several times greater than that of spirits who became gods through faith.

Because of its slow process of growth, many people do not feel anything when the fire of their faith begins to burn; they simply feel more energetic.

Ultimately, it wasn't until the moment of his death, when he transformed into a spirit, that he sensed the existence of the fire of faith. He still needed a long period of accumulation before he could become a god through faith as a spirit.

It is almost impossible for a living person to wait until the moment of faith and godhood, so Miracis frankly told Viserys that there was no need to rush, and rushing would be useless.

If a religion is forcefully promoted and its local cult is destroyed, it will not only cause trouble for itself, but may also backfire and provoke a backlash. Only the purest beliefs can be used.

The last type of deity is distinct from those who become gods through faith or power.

After becoming gods, they comprehended a portion of the world's rules and became gods in that realm of rules ahead of others.

For example, light, darkness, death, time, life, etc., and further subdivided into water flow, storm, heat, cold, etc.

The powerful divine rules can spread to far more lands, while weaker gods, even if they comprehend the rules, can only exert them within a limited territory.

Overall, however, the God of Rules is still more powerful than the previous two gods who became gods through faith, magic, or power.

However, even among the gods of rules, there are differences in rank and status, and their strength is not equal.

Miracis herself had no physical form, being merely a divine thought. Therefore, she possessed a profound understanding of the gods. She spoke at length, leaving Viserys somewhat bewildered and completely confused.

However, Viserys understood one point very well, and Miracis had emphasized it many times.

"Is the god of faith the lowest of all deities?"

After hearing this, Viserys finally couldn't help but ask.

The hierarchy of gods is divided into many classes, but the god of faith seems incredibly weak. Anyone can ride on his head and defecate. He originally had some expectations for this, but he did not expect this outcome.

Miracis even said that the weakest god of faith couldn't even defeat a warrior with a firm will; it was just a pitiful, lonely ghost, and the warrior's bloodlust was enough to frighten it away.

"Yes."

The woman in the stone statue did not deny it and told him frankly.

"But faith to become a god is the only way to become a god today."

"The tides of magic are weakening with each passing year, declining considerably since the empire's existence, and far more vulnerable than they were tens or hundreds of thousands of years ago."

"Becoming a god through magic and power is simply an impossible path nowadays, but you..."

Mirasis hesitated slightly at this point.

Because she also realized that Viserys seemed to be a very special human.

"The fire of faith should be imperceptible to mortals, but your spiritual power is too high, almost equivalent to..."

Miracis hesitated, for Viserys's existence was indeed extraordinary, and she had no way of explaining it.

If Viserys hadn't sensed the presence of the Flame of Faith and discovered the divinity hidden within the idol, she might never have awakened and would have vanished completely.

"You are indeed somewhat different from other humans."

Mirasis remained silent for a moment before finally speaking.

"Perhaps you can forge a different path, Viserys."

Chapter 641 The Underground World

"Can you sense anything about me that makes me different from others, Mirasis?"

Viserys remained silent for a long time before finally asking the question.

"Different places?"

"No."