Game of Thrones: The Wrath of the Sleeping Dragon

The wealthy governor ignored the comments of others and continued to speak in a loud voice.

"Now we face the overwhelming force of the Tyrothian army, and the misunderstanding of the Iron Throne's messengers!"

"We need the help of our allies no matter what!"

“Salado Sun killed the emissaries of Tyrosi and Valantis, so there’s no way he could have joined the enemy’s side. Therefore, he has no choice but to ask us for help!”

"We can use Salado Sun's fleet to get through this current crisis, repel Tyrossi's army, and then turn around and deal with him!"

Trigger Omeren's words make a lot of sense. In any case, Rhys is currently besieged on all sides and needs the support of allies.

Having done those things, Salado Sann could no longer possibly side with either the Tyrossi or the Valantis.

Therefore, he had no choice but to seek help from Ries, who also happened to need the other party's fleet to fight.

As for past betrayals, those can be settled after the war ends.

"Lord Trig Omeren is right."

"I agree."

A governor of Rees raised his hand in approval.

"Yes, I agree."

"agree."

"agree."

Of the twelve governors in the council, apart from Humphrey Hightower and Tregue Omeren, the other ten governors seemed to have been persuaded and nodded in agreement. After all, the immediate interests were the most important, and if they couldn't get through this hurdle, everything else would be for nothing.

“But there is still a problem, Lord Humphrey Hightower.”

At this point, another governor of Rees raised a question.

"The Iron Throne's fleet is said to be approaching Rhys soon."

What should we do?

Although the young Lord Hightower was from Westeros, no one believed he would collude with the Iron Throne, given the devastation of House Hightower and the horrific tragedy that followed.

Chapter 695 Obstruction

Meanwhile, on an imperial ship, an uncle and nephew, reunited after a long separation, are arguing about something.

"Asha, your father's greatest dream in life was to make the Iron Kingdom independent and restore the Ancient Road!"

"Now that you have soldiers and ships, why not sail straight to the ends of the earth, conquer a small island, and become king?"

Victarion couldn't understand why his niece was so afraid of Viserys; the Ironborn had an indomitable spirit flowing in their blood.

No matter how powerful a dragon is, it's impossible for it to fly to the ends of the earth to hunt down Asha.

He had been to Meereen and knew that the world was much larger than he had imagined, and that there was an even more expansive world beyond the Bone Mountains.

The world is vast, but freedom is the greatest.

Wouldn't it be much better to be king at the ends of the earth, to build an empire and live a carefree life than to be a dog for that Targaryen guy?

However, on the other side of the argument, Asha also couldn't understand why her father and third uncle were so insistent on restoring the ancient road.

They also sought independence for the Iron Islands.

The Ironborn demanded the restoration of the ancient road and offered to pay iron coins for goods and salt, but in the end, weren't they just a bunch of bandits?

As for seeking independence, the Iron Islands are resource-poor and can't even grow much food due to the lack of land, with only some worthless iron ore.

If the Iron Islands were to secede from Westeros and become independent, they wouldn't even be able to support themselves, let alone now that the Iron Islands are deserted and have even become a ghost town.

What she hears now is that her second uncle, Euron Greyjoy, has cleared the island of the remaining wights, but the population that has moved to the island is still very small.

Even refugees fleeing famine were unwilling to go to the Iron Islands, and Euron could only rely on raiding some islands of natives and capturing some prisoners to make up the numbers.

The Iron Islands, in their current state, want independence?

The Iron Islands have fewer than a thousand or eight hundred people at most. It's already a favor that they're given the position of governor of a region. If it weren't for historical factors, the Iron Islands would have been absorbed into the Western Regions' system.

Hearing her third uncle's words, Asha suppressed her anger and spoke up.

"uncle!"

"The Iron Islands are no longer in my hands!"

“If you want the Iron Islands to be independent, you should go to Euron, not me.”

If it weren't for the fact that Viktorion had indeed saved her life, Asha's words might have been even harsher.

"And besides the Ironborn who escaped with me, do you think any of these soldiers will obey my orders?"

Asha could easily issue other orders, such as conquering cities, seizing territories, and robbing merchant ships, but it was absolutely impossible for her to order them to abandon the Iron Throne.

After all, they weren't the Greyjoy family's army; soldiers these days have a concept of family and country.

Unlike the nobles who were once loyal to their superiors and even joined the rebellion without hesitation, the soldiers today are only loyal to the royal family and the entire country.

Therefore, it is simply impossible for Asha to lead them to become kings and conquerors at the ends of the earth.

"Youlun?"

“Asha, you know, how could I possibly go looking for this guy?”

The relationship between the brothers Victarion and Euron has always been strained. In fact, none of the Greyjoy brothers get along well with Euron, the second brother, even before the incident of Euron's affair with his sister-in-law occurred. The tall, middle-aged man spoke with a slight frown.

"I didn't mean anything by it, it was just a suggestion."

"If you don't want to hear it, then forget it."

In fact, he really wanted to seize command of the fleet. Viktorion had always regarded himself as his elder brother Baron's right-hand man and should rightfully inherit the Seastone position after his death. Moreover, his niece was just a woman.

He didn't intend to harm Asha, but Victorion felt that commanding the fleet in battle should be left to men.

However, when Victalion arrived at the fleet, he found that apart from a few Ironborn who obeyed his commands out of courtesy, he could not command any of the others.

An Imperial Navy captain from the Valley even gave him a strange look, making Victalion feel uneasy, but he couldn't show it.

He had no idea what had happened here after he traveled halfway around the world to Meereen and returned.

Why did the world he knew change even a little bit?

However, at that moment, a mournful horn sounded suddenly from the sea.

"Ok?"

Victalion and Asha quickly exchanged a glance, then immediately pushed open the cabin door and ran out.

"what happened?"

"Commander-in-Chief."

A blond-haired commander wearing Imperial Navy armor and holding a helmet was standing at the bow of the ship.

He saw Asha Greyjoy running towards him, quickly stood up straight, gave a military salute, and then raised his hand to point into the distance and spoke.

"A fleet flying the Rees flag has blocked our way."

"what?"

Upon hearing her subordinate's words, Asha frowned slightly, then looked up and gazed into the distance.

A thick white mist rose from the distant sea. Although it was not very clear, one could vaguely see a dense array of warships lined up in formation, blocking the imperial fleet.

"telescope!"

She then reached out and took the monocular Miltium from the officer, placed it over her right eye, and squinted her left eye as she looked into the distance.

With the help of the telescope, Asha could easily see the flags flying by the fleet blocking her way.

"It really is Rhys's name."

Asha frowned, then put down the binoculars and handed them back to her subordinate.

"What do the Lis people want to do?"

"Could it really have been them?"

The Imperial fleet's itinerary for this voyage had been communicated to various trading city-states in advance. The route would begin at Myr, then proceed to Tyros, Rhys, and finally arrive at Valantis. Afterward, it would circle around the still turbulent Smoke Sea before heading to Nath Island.

However, at that time, Rhys did not object and even welcomed the Imperial fleet's visit. But after the assassination attempt, he refused the fleet's entry. Why was that?

This made it hard for Asha not to feel that it was an attempt to cover up the truth, and the whole matter became increasingly confusing.

Meanwhile, hundreds of nautical miles away in Mil, a hooded guest secretly arrived under the protection of numerous secret agents.

The merchant ship from King's Landing appeared calm on the surface, but countless eyes were actually scanning its surroundings: a mercenary sitting drunk at the bow, a portly merchant, a woman with a headscarf holding a child, and so on...

In the bustling harbor of Mil, the newcomer disembarked and removed his hood, revealing a pale, gloomy face.

Then he took a deep breath of fresh air and flashed a bright smile.

Chapter 696 Muddy the Waters

"His Majesty did not say that he would conquer these trading city-states now."

"Because His Majesty's attention is now focused on the north, he has no time to deal with these trivial matters, which is why he has entrusted the matter to me."

“He told me, ‘The enemy from the north is getting closer and closer. I can feel it. This time it will be even more ferocious than before. They are breathing in the cold air, and icy flames are burning.’”

At this moment, the newly appointed Earl of Harrenhal was in a tavern room in Myr, pouring wine from a jug, and then speaking in the same tone as Viserys had once.

However, his tone carried a more sinister undertone, making the great pirate Salado Sun, who was also sitting in the guest room, somewhat uneasy.

"Lord Ramsay Bolton, I think... the White Walkers shouldn't appear on Essos."

He had never seen a White Walker, but he had witnessed a wight several years earlier.

It was during a public exhibition in Pentos that the Dothraki captured several wights alive using lassos, then put them in cages, and finally had Euron's Iron Fleet escort them to Pentos.

Only then did the people of Pentos learn what kind of monsters their king had been fighting, and how he had won and successfully driven them back to their homeland.

Later, the ghouls in these exhibitions all died, perhaps because the magic within them dissipated or for some other reason, which greatly disappointed the municipal officials of Pentos.

When the exhibition of the ghouls was held, it caused a huge sensation in the world of trading cities. People from all over the world traveled long distances to Pentos, eager to see what the legendary ghouls were like.

Back then, Pentos could make a fortune just by charging admission fees.