Game of Thrones: The Wrath of the Sleeping Dragon

The Dothraki have changed since they were unified by the mysterious 'Khal Mengo'.

The fierce battles at sea once stained the steppes red, and after the Dothraki unified the land, the entire trading city-state, Lazarin, and even Qarth in Slaver's Bay were plunged into trembling.

But unexpectedly, instead of heading west to conquer these city-states, they turned around and headed east.

"By the way, Your Majesty."

At that moment, Varys suddenly remembered something and spoke up.

"Among the intelligence I've gathered, some people claim that the mysterious Mengokao has great trust in the Eastern Shadowbinders."

"Because they witnessed three men wearing red lacquered wooden masks frequently entering and leaving Mengokao's tent in Visdothlak."

Chapter 708 Building the Ancestral Hall

"His Majesty."

"His Majesty."

The routine council session ended, the courtiers rose to take their leave, and Viserys returned to his bedroom.

Jon Clinton died unexpectedly in Dorn, resulting in a change of the position of Prime Minister and a vacancy for the position of Governor of Stormlands.

The position of governor is not hereditary, but is held by the most capable person. It is also not fixed to a particular family. Viserys can appoint a person as governor of the Stormlands, or the nobles of the Stormlands can elect one themselves.

After Jon Snow died, he left behind only an unborn child, whose gender was not even clear. Even if Viserys had to consider his feelings, he could not designate Lady Beth's unborn child as the next Lord of Stormlands.

That would have been a serious breach of the system he had personally established, and from then on, no one took the imperial governor's decrees seriously anymore.

Therefore, Viserys did not appoint or parachute a governor to the Stormlands, but instead allowed the nobles of the Stormlands to elect a governor themselves, who was then approved by the Iron Throne.

Jon Clinton's wife, Beth Brecken, was pregnant and about to give birth, so Viserys allowed her to remain in the Red Keep temporarily, freeing up the Prime Minister's Tower for the new Prime Minister, Misty Thorne.

Pregnant Lady Beth Brecken is temporarily being cared for by the court steward at Red Keep, and will return to Storm's End after the birth of her child. Storm's End is currently being managed by the Clinton family's steward.

Meanwhile, Viserys also had Lady Beth deliver a letter to the Clinton family steward, instructing him to build a shrine to Jon Clinton in Storm's End.

This order left the Windbreak Keep steward and the maester, who had received the letter, looking at each other in bewilderment.

Because sanctuaries are typically built in castles to worship the seven gods, while shrines are sometimes built to worship ancestors, but to worship someone who has just died...

This is indeed not very common.

Even the steward and maester, who remained at Storm's End, felt a strange chill run down their spines, as if a cold wind was blowing down their necks. They had a feeling that Lord Jon Clinton's spirit was watching them from some corner...

Of course, although it was a bit creepy and incomprehensible, they had no choice but to obey, since it was an order from Mrs. Beth.

Therefore, a shrine dedicated to a statue of Jon Clinton is currently under construction in Storm's End.

Viserys did this for a reason: he lent Jon Clinton a bit of divine fire to help him grow quickly, and then he prepared other things for Jon's funeral.

He planned to place Jon Clinton's soul in the Clinton family shrine, making him the guardian spirit of the Clinton family at Storm's End, so that he could live on through the offerings of his descendants and also protect his own descendants.

After the royal council ended, Viserys returned to his bedroom to rest, while on the other side, the sounds of weapons clashing could be heard from the gardens of the Red Keep.

In the empty garden, under the bright sunshine, two girls of similar height were fighting, each wielding a divine weapon.

One of them was wearing the white armor of the Imperial Guards, while the other girl was wearing silver armor with a ruby ​​embedded in the necklace on her chest, and her long brown hair was draped over the cold armor.

Neither of them wore helmets, their figures flashing and shifting, their weapons clashing constantly. The weapons they wielded were extremely luxurious; if the knights outside saw them, they would probably be driven mad with envy.

Because one of the two female knights wielded the Dragon Slayer Sword, while the other wielded the famous Dark Sisters Sword; both divine weapons were Valyrian steel swords.

However, the red-haired female knight in the snow-white cloak ultimately gained the upper hand. Her swordsmanship was more unpredictable, and her figure was more elusive, while the brown-haired girl on the other side used the most orthodox swordsmanship, which was straightforward and methodical.

After three or four more rounds, the white-clad female knight finally seized an opportunity to knock the longsword from her opponent's hand. The tip of the sword was pointed at her throat before she sheathed it and asked curiously.

"Your Highness, have you been having something on your mind lately?"

"I'm sorry, Master Mia."

When Renis heard that her swordsmanship teacher had seen through her disguise at a glance, she immediately felt a little ashamed.

"It's no big deal, I've been there too."

Mia is older than Renis, and even older than Viserys.

She once roamed the streets of Valantis, and in order to survive, she chose to become a mercenary, experiencing many life-or-death moments, so her experience was naturally rich.

"Then... Master Mia, what exactly are the ruins of Valyria like?"

"I'm a little curious."

Renis and Mia sheathed their swords and removed their armor as they walked and talked. Renis was silent for a moment before finally asking a question.

“I asked Viserys, but he didn’t say anything.”

When the red-haired female knight heard Reines ask this question, she turned her head and gave her a strange look. Then she understood and couldn't help but shake her head slightly and chuckle.

"Those are terrifying monsters inside, Your Highness, you won't be interested."

The two girls walked and talked, and then her topic abruptly changed.

"I once loved someone too, Your Highness."

"Is that so?"

Who does Master Mia like?

However, Renis didn't detect anything amiss with Mia's abrupt change of topic. The red-haired knight's words seemed to strike a chord deep within her, so Renis couldn't help but ask out of curiosity.

"A kid from next door."

The two girls walked into the corridor of the Red Castle Garden. Green vines climbed all over the trellis, and the bright sunlight filtered through the branches and leaves, leaving dappled shadows.

"He also has red hair, he is handsome, and most importantly, he sings very well."

"He often sang for me back then."

Mia said this and couldn't help but smile, but she quickly realized it and hurriedly composed herself.

"really?"

"What then?"

Renis, oblivious to the fleeting smile on Mia's face, pressed on with anticipation.

"later?"

"He died later."

The red-haired female knight shrugged slightly and spoke.

"what?"

This dramatic reversal left Reines somewhat bewildered.

"So this story tells us that if you like someone, you should go for it as soon as possible, instead of waiting until the last minute and having regrets."

Chapter 709 The War of Myths

A few days later, King's Landing.

To test something, Viserys once again went to the cellar beneath the Red Keep.

Renis once led the Golden Company to conquer King's Landing, and after capturing the Red Keep, she moved these dragon bones that had been stored in the Red Keep's crypts back to the surface.

After Viserys arrived in King's Landing, the dragon bones were put back into the cellar because seeing them every day was somewhat detrimental to his mood.

However, Viserys sat in the center surrounded by dragon bones, with a statue of the Faceless Goddess and a giant white raven skull in front of him, and Miracis and Jon Clinton on either side of him.

Viserys had wanted to unravel the secrets of the raven skull for a long time, but he never had the chance to do so until recently when he had a lot of free time and his condition was at its best. Only then did he dare to try to unravel the secrets of the raven skull.

Have you thought this through?

"Viserys".

Mirasis's voice was solemn, while on the other side, Jon Clinton's spirit floated not far away, also showing a worried expression.

He received the divine fire of Viserys, and essentially, as long as the flames of Viserys remained burning, he would never disappear. Jon Clinton had previously been unable to sense the presence of divinity, but that was because his level was too low. Now, with Viserys's help, he could sense the terrifying power contained within the raven skull.

"Could it really be the skull of the Storm God?"

"Is the Storm God just an ancient raven?"

Unfortunately, no one could answer his question, because none of the people present were true gods. Miracis was the closest, but even he was only a divine thought.

In contrast to the two men's heightened state of mind, Viserys appeared much calmer. The power contained within the raven skull was immense, and Viserys had high expectations for it.

What could it be?

Then, the flame of faith ignited between Viserys's brows, and he placed his palm on the pure white raven skull.

Call ~

In an instant, golden light illuminated the entire underground world of the Red Keep, causing Renis, who had just entered the cellar, to stop in her tracks. The brown-haired girl stared wide-eyed at the dazzling scene before her, even forgetting to breathe.

Meanwhile, Viserys was already immersed in the world of the white raven skull, naturally having no time to pay attention to the outside world.

At this moment, a sky covered with dark clouds appeared before him, and a sea with towering waves stretched out beneath his feet. He seemed to be in mid-air, looking down at everything before him.

The wind howled, the waves roared, and lightning flashed across the sky like dense tree branches. A torrential downpour was about to begin.

Where am I?

Viserys stood in mid-air, looking up at the dark, oppressive sky and down at the raging sea, yet he appeared calm and not at all panicked.

Having inherited the power of the ancient gods, he was already accustomed to this state. He knew that everything he saw before him was merely a remnant of what had happened in the past, not a story unfolding in reality.

He looked down but couldn't see his own hands and body, because he was just a passerby in this memory; in fact, there wasn't a single bystander present when this happened.

At that moment, a sharp screech pierced through the thick, dark clouds, as if suppressing the rumbling thunder overhead. A flock of jet-black crows broke through the clouds and swooped down towards the surging waves.

"It's this crow."

Viserys immediately spotted a crow among the flock that was significantly larger than the others. Its eyes blazed with fury, its wings spread wide, each feather like a sharp blade, and its black body crackled with lightning. It opened its sharp beak and let out a piercing roar.

"It's angry."

"Who is it fighting?"

Viserys stood in the void, his presence absent from this area; he was merely a passerby in this history. A thoughtful expression appeared on his face, and then his gaze turned to the sea.

"The Storm God is the eternal enemy of the Drowning God. He dwells in the halls of the clouds, and the raven is his servant. He sets traps to lure the Ironborn toward their own destruction."