Game of Thrones: The Wrath of the Sleeping Dragon

After all, Westeros is a region with enormous potential, and the lies woven by the false gods are about to collapse, with more and more believers choosing to uphold their fiery red faith.

Westeros is now a place where faiths coexist: the Old Gods worshipped by the Northern people who have come to the south, the Seven Gods worshipped by the traditional Andals, the rapidly growing Red God cult, the natural creatures worshipped by Dorne, and the Drowned Gods, who have the fewest followers.

Chapter 733 Summer Sea

With the matter of Valantis settled, there was no longer any reason for the Imperial fleet to remain docked there.

Two days later, at dawn, the three governors of Valantis personally saw them off at the port. The fleet, flying a black flag with a red dragon, set sail, officially bidding farewell to Valantis and heading to their final destination, Nath Island.

Nas Island, also known as the 'Butterfly Island', is an island off the northwest coast of the continent of Sothros in the Summer Sea, and is also the hometown of Missandei.

The fleet finally sailed toward Nas Island. On board, Missandei's cousin, Miraz, the envoy of Nas Island, was somewhat agitated, because the Nas people loved peace, and his homeland was often attacked by pirates and slave hunters.

Having heard that the last heir of Valyrian Freehold had ascended the Iron Throne again, the Horde chieftain dispatched Miraz to seek help from their former overlord, hoping that the heir of Freehold could regain his former glory and send a fleet to protect the safety of Nath Island.

Before setting off, Miraz didn't have much hope, because during the Targaryen dynasty, Nath had sent envoys to King's Landing several times to ask for help, but each time they were treated well with good food and drink, but refused outright when it came to sending troops.

The cost of sending troops to Nath was too high for the Iron Throne to bear, and they lacked the resolve to reclaim the glory of their Valyrian ancestors. They had to carefully consider their options for the few remaining golden dragons.

Miraz hadn't held out much hope when he came to King's Landing, but to his surprise, he actually succeeded. He became the first messenger in hundreds of years to bring reinforcements, and seeing that the reinforcements were about to arrive and save Nath from its tragic fate, how could Miraz not be excited?

The Empire's fleet set sail once again from Valantis. The ships cut through the waves and sailed across the vast summer sea. For the first few days, the sea was calm and peaceful, and they even saw the legendary Misty Sea in the distance.

The area covered by the smoke has now reached an astonishing level, with a gray haze that blots out the sky and stretches as far as the eye can see.

Moreover, the thick fog in the sea of ​​smoke continued to churn, the water surface seemed to be boiling, and one could even faintly hear the roar of some ancient creature, which sent chills down one's spine and made one feel a little uneasy.

Where had Asha and the many crew members on board ever seen anything like this before? They were amazed by the mystery and wonder of the world.

"That's spectacular!"

If they hadn't ventured out to sea and had remained in their hometown, they probably would never have seen such a magnificent sight or witnessed the wonders of this world.

What they saw and heard on their journey could even be boasted about to their grandchildren's generation, who would sit in the shade of a tree at the edge of the village and recount the various sights their grandfather had seen when he went to sea.

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The smoke and mist of the sea continued to swirl, and the imperial fleet, naturally aware of the situation, would not approach easily. The fleet's ships formed a battle formation and cut through the waves, sailing on the calm sea.

"It is said that the monster that lives in Valantis escaped from this lost continent."

An Imperial Navy soldier standing on the deck, wearing black and red armor and a Targaryen cloak, spoke up.

"Just how many more monsters like these are lurking inside?"

"Luckily, they were all trapped in the sea of ​​smoke, otherwise what would have happened if they all escaped?"

These were all rumors I heard in Volantis, because the people of Volantis, being not far from the Sea of ​​Smoke, had far more stories and legends about the Sea of ​​Smoke than those in Westeros.

The stories told by the people living in the North mostly come from the more mysterious North, while the people living in Volantis have never heard of the stories north of the Wall. They are more concerned about the ever-expanding sea of ​​smoke and whether it will eventually swallow up Volantis as well.

Asha, who was standing on the deck not far away, heard the soldiers chatting. The cold sea breeze blew against her cheeks and the strands of hair on her forehead. The woman with short black hair remained silent.

She didn't know if this day would ever come, but having personally experienced attacks by White Walkers and monsters, she certainly didn't want it to.

Because that means widespread death and destruction. Many people are already struggling to survive, and they just want to live. Why should they have to face these disasters?

The imperial fleet then continued sailing into the distance, soon leaving the vicinity of the smoke-filled sea. The sky-covering gray fog and the faint roars disappeared from everyone's sight and ears.

The soldiers, now far from the smog on the ship, felt much more relaxed. After all, although life at sea was monotonous, the scenery was still beautiful.

The summer sea is dotted with scattered islands. The fleet sails according to the nautical chart. Some islands are inhabited by local residents. The soldiers on board experience a new local culture and customs wherever they go.

However, they also discovered that the further south they went, the darker the skin of the local inhabitants became. Some islanders had dark skin, wore feathers as decorations, and dressed in extremely simple clothes, almost without any coverings. This was also related to the local climate.

The fleet then continued its journey towards Nas Island. Along the way, they also wiped out several pirate groups that were rampant on the Summer Sea, destroying their strongholds. During one stop, they were even besieged by local natives, but Asha showed no mercy and wiped out the entire tribe. It was another fruitful day.

The Greyjoy family originally started out as pirates, and every Ironborn was skilled in burning, killing, and looting. Therefore, Asha Greyjoy was perfectly suited for this.

Unfortunately, the good times didn't last long. The Imperial fleet then encountered a major storm. Under Asha's command, the fleet managed to navigate the storm with difficulty, but lost some ships and soldiers.

However, Asha remembered Viserys's instructions: once supplies from the overseas empire arrived, they would no longer be able to reach her, so Asha Greyjoy had to fight for everything herself.

Viserys's meaning was very clear: the Empire's supplies would definitely not be able to keep up, and the cost would be too high. He wanted Asha to go and plunder on her own.

That is why Viserys, after careful consideration, decided that the daughter of the sea monster was the best choice for this mission.

Before arriving at Nas Island, the Imperial fleet made its way to another larger foothold.

This is the Summer Islands, located east of Nas Island. It contains three islands that are much larger than the Iron Islands: Varano, Obenlu, and Zalle.

Even the largest of these islands, Zalle Island, is larger than all the islands in the Iron Islands combined.

Chapter 734 Tribal Chief

The political landscape of the Summer Islands is somewhat peculiar. Although the islands are large and the population is not small, they have not formed a nation or country. Instead, they are in a state of 'division by warlords'.

The islands of Valano, Obenlu, and Zal are inhabited by tribes in the early stages of civilization. They do not recognize each other and instead wage war against each other, harboring deep-seated hatred.

This ethnic group does resemble the Dothraki in appearance, but the Dothraki have unified several times in history, including today when they were forcefully unified by a rising star named Mengo. Although the 100,000-strong Dothraki army was thwarted on its eastward expansion, it should not be underestimated.

The tribes of the Summer Islands have never been unified. The largest tribe on the islands is on Valano Island. They have a large population, the strongest overall strength, and also control the largest town on the island.

This place is called Lotus Harbor. It is nominally the capital of the Summer Islands, which is well known to outsiders. However, the locals do not regard Lotus Harbor as their capital. They only choose to come to Lotus Harbor when their tribes exchange goods and trade. Conflicts between rival tribes are prohibited here.

There are two other towns on Valano Island, namely Elegy and Hightree. Valano Island is the most populous main island in the entire Summer Islands, followed by Zalle Island and Obenlu Island.

Asha Greyjoy's fleet docked at Zal Island, which was also home to two major indigenous tribes: the Red Flower Valley tribe and the Sweet Lotus Valley tribe.

Below them are many scattered small tribes, but their strength is so weak that they are not worth mentioning. These small tribes must rely on the large tribes to survive.

These two tribes occupy the two largest freshwater valley resources on the island, located at the eastern and western ends of Zhal Island. The Red Flower Valley tribe is located in the eastern part of the island, while the Sweet Lotus Valley tribe is located in the western part.

Asha Greyjoy and her fleet then arrived in the territory of the Redflower Valley tribe.

The indigenous people had dark, shiny skin, spoke in a local language that was difficult to understand, and wore brightly colored feather capes.

Among them, the higher the status and position of a person in the tribe, the more brightly colored the feather cloak they wear, while soldiers of low status are even barely clothed, with only a feather stuck in their hair, and carrying a spear or a bow and arrow.

Although they were somewhat nervous upon seeing the foreign fleet and soldiers, they were not overly panicked, because the Summer Islands were not a completely closed island nation. Many of the tribes traded with the outside world, and fleets would occasionally pass through.

Pirates frequently visit this area, but they have never seen ships of such large tonnage as the Imperial Fleet, with its well-disciplined and imposing soldiers.

The natives of the Red Flower Valley tribe, wielding spears, formed a loose formation, baring their teeth and brandishing their claws, making a ruckus and trying to appear intimidating. However, their eyes were filled with tension as they watched the fleet anchored on the shore and the soldiers on board.

Asha Greyjoy, dressed in fine women's soft armor and draped in a black cloak, stood at the bow of the ship, a longsword hanging at her waist.

"Let's go, get off the boat."

The sea breeze ruffled the hair on her forehead. She looked down at the indigenous tribesmen lined up in formation, then took a deep breath, glanced at the soldiers on either side of her, and led several fleet soldiers off the ship.

Meanwhile, on the other side, people were seen disembarking from the fleet, causing some disarray in the Red Flower Valley tribe's formation.

Then a tribal chief with gray hair, leaning on a cane and wearing a gorgeous bright-colored feather cloak came over with a translator.

He approached Asha Greyjoy, placed one hand on his chest, bowed slightly, and mumbled something incomprehensible.

The dark-skinned young translator next to the old chief looked somewhat nervous. After the old man finished speaking, the translator hurriedly asked Asha Greyjoy, in broken Valyrian and with the utmost respect, about the purpose of the army she was leading.

High Valyrian is the most common language in the Summer Sea and the surrounding area, because this region was once home to small countries, city-states, and tribes within the sphere of influence of the Freehold, and everyone was influenced by Valyria.

However, the Valyrian dragons did not take a liking to this land, so they did not forcefully conquer and transform it. Therefore, the Summer Isles still retain their original appearance.

After such a long period of travel and diplomatic missions, Asha had also mastered some Valyrian language, which was sufficient for normal communication. Once the two communicated, the misunderstanding was cleared up, and the tense mood on the tribal chief's face quickly disappeared.

However, there was still some doubt and uncertainty in his eyes, because he had not expected that the other party would claim to be the fleet of the Valyrian Empire.

"Freedom Fortress has been rebuilt in the West?"

Although Freedom Fortress did not occupy this land, it still had a profound impact on the island's native inhabitants.

After all, they had such a powerful neighbor beside them, and that vast empire was like a mountain that made the native chiefs of the Summer Islands feel suffocated.

However, as if it had been angered by the gods, Freedom Fortress suddenly collapsed overnight. The tsunami that erupted that night also struck the Summer Islands, causing devastating casualties and leaving a deep impression on the natives. But the mountain that had been pressing down on them also disappeared.

After all, after the collapse of Valyria, the Summer Islands had no powerful neighbors around them, and no one would go to such great lengths to invade them from so far away.

However, unexpectedly, after hundreds of years, another fleet calling itself the Valyrian Empire arrived at the Summer Islands.

Then the chief of the Red Flower Valley tribe talked on and on in his native tongue for a long time, and the translator repeated what he said.

This tribal chief was not unfamiliar with the names of Westeros and the Iron Throne; he had heard them from passing sailors.

However, Westeros was too far away for them. To the people of the Summer Isles, Westeros was just an island slightly larger than the Summer Isles, perhaps as big as the Valyrian Peninsula.

After all, Valyria was the end of the world for them, and the local natives might not be able to travel that far even in their entire lives.

The old chief of the Red Flower Valley tribe mentioned a name to Asha: Jalaba Sor.

Chapter 735 Golden Heart Wood Bow

Jalabar Sor is the former 'prince' of the Redflower Valley tribe, or more precisely, the son of the previous chief.

A few years after the War of the Usurper, a fierce civil war broke out in the Red Flower Valley tribe on Zal Island. Jalaba's father, the then chief, was killed by his own people, and Jalaba Sor fled overseas by ship.

He wandered all the way to the continent of Essos, trying to persuade the various city-states to help him reclaim his tribe, but he was met with ruthless rejection and ridicule from them.

Then, when Jalabah Thal finally arrived in King's Landing, King Robert was tempted by the honor of conquering the Summer Isles, but he was met with opposition from his courtiers. At that time, the Iron Throne was burdened with huge foreign debts and was unable to launch an expedition, so he had to give up in the end.

Later, Jalabar Thal, still persistent, came to Viserys again, but was rejected once more.

But now the prince of the Redflower Valley tribe has simply given up on himself and stayed in King's Landing, squandering his wealth every day. After all, the gold and silver he took with him when he escaped was enough for him to live a carefree life.

The current chief of the Red Flower Valley tribe is the same person who usurped the position of Jalaba Sol's father. He was once the tribe's priest, but after killing the chief, he became the new chief. However, he is now very old and needs a cane to walk.

The chief of the Redflower Valley tribe cautiously sought confirmation from Asha that they had not been invited by Jalabar Sor to attack the Summer Islands, and only after receiving a negative reply did he finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Asha had actually seen this dark-skinned fat man when she was in King's Landing. Most people in the city regarded him as a strange laughing stock, after all, his appearance and clothing were different from everyone else's, and he was often drunk.

Asha came to the Red Flower Valley tribe to recruit soldiers to replenish the losses from the storm and to make a final resupply, as they would be arriving at Nas Island a few days later.

A female general who claimed to be from the Valyrian Empire explained her purpose, and the chief of the Red Flower Valley tribe immediately agreed.

In reality, there was nothing he could do even if he refused. The empire's fleet was arrayed on the sea, ready to rob the ships if he didn't agree.

The chief then extended a warm invitation to Asha to visit the tribe, and Asha, unable to refuse, had no choice but to accept.

The fleet lost several small warships and hundreds of soldiers while navigating the storm, but there were still many able-bodied men from the Red Flower Valley tribe willing to join the fleet.

The main reason was that the Imperial fleet's imposing presence at their doorstep had deeply shocked them, making them want to go outside and take a look.

Their tribal chief had no way to stop it and could only let it be.