Game of Thrones: The Wrath of the Sleeping Dragon

Because of the continuous rise in King's Landing's political and economic status, the empire's power center was established there, resulting in a highly centralized system. King's Landing's development also took off at breakneck speed.

Therefore, the problem of insufficient operational capacity of Blackwater Bay, the largest port in King's Landing, was exposed. In recent years, it has undergone several large-scale expansions and has eventually grown into the most important trade and military port on the entire continent of Westeros, without exception.

The port of Blackwater Bay was bustling and thriving, with many ships coming and going, bearing all sorts of flags from all over the world. They lined up in long queues, waiting to be inspected and checked at customs.

Meanwhile, ships of the capital's garrison were patrolling the waters of Blackwater Bay, maintaining order for ships entering the port.

This also caused the smuggling and criminal gangs that were once rampant in King's Landing to disappear, until most of them disappeared, leaving only some idle or desperate petty thieves.

It is said that the Imperial Customs Chief is an extremely capable man who was once a smuggler himself. Therefore, he is very familiar with the loopholes in King's Landing and the tricks of smugglers. He is quick, accurate and ruthless, making him the nightmare of all smugglers.

The customs chief even suffered retaliation from this group of criminals and nearly lost his life. However, it was this incident that greatly angered the imperial high command and led to the subsequent bloodshed.

The Imperial Council issued a direct order to the Commander-in-Chief of the Capital Garrison, and two years ago, a thunderous cleanup operation was launched. Just like the cleanup of the sparrows years ago, all the major criminal gangs in King's Landing were wiped out in one fell swoop. The people applauded, and from then on, the security situation in King's Landing improved dramatically.

...

"I once thought we were destined to die in a foreign land."

"I never thought we would actually be able to go home one day."

On that two-masted warship, flying the Imperial insignia and the Greyjoy family flag, two men stood side by side.

They stood at the bow of the ship, their feet resting on wooden barrels, gazing at the bustling metropolis bathed in the afternoon sun in the distance, and the imperial palace towering high on Aegon Hill.

This was their next destination: the throne room, where they would meet the Emperor.

The two men at the bow of the boat exchanged a glance, their eyes revealing tension and excitement, for this was the most important and glorious moment of their lives.

"King's Landing, we've arrived..."

Then one of the blond men, with a scar on his cheek, took a deep breath.

Beside him stood a dark-haired companion wearing a black eye patch, who looked like a pirate.

"what?"

"I remember being able to smell that nauseating odor from a great distance away from King's Landing."

The blond man with a scar on his cheek took a deep breath and asked with a hint of doubt.

"Jack, have you been to King's Landing before?"

Meanwhile, his companion, who was blind in one eye and wearing an eye patch, turned around and asked after hearing his words.

"Yes, I came here with my father when I was little."

"Come here to do business."

The blond man, whom his companion called Jack, didn't hide anything and nodded as he spoke.

"very nice."

"I have never been to King's Landing."

The companion, who wore an eye patch and had a somewhat ruthless-looking face, shook his head, his voice tinged with envy.

He was the bastard son of the Iron Islands, and bastards have a low social status, no matter where they are.

Although he had a noble father, it was as if he didn't have one. He lived like an orphan from childhood, relying on his mother for support until she passed away from illness, after which he became completely alone.

His father ultimately did something truly worthy of being called a father: before the Iron Islands fell, he gave him a boat so that his own son could escape on his own.

The two people talking on the ship now are among the many pirates who were attacked by the Imperial fleet at the port of Nas Island many years ago.

That naval battle was extremely brutal, a one-sided massacre. Most of the pirates perished at sea or escaped to islands where they contracted pufferfish fever. However, some were captured alive and became prisoners of war.

Romy Pike, nicknamed "One-Eyed," and Jack, who were once squad leaders of the Brotherhood of Bones, were among them. However, the two were quite ruthless when faced with the Imperial fleet, and they surrendered without any resistance.

Their special identities all stem from Westeros, and the fact that "One-Eyed" Romy Pike is the bastard son of the Iron Islands makes them feel a deep connection, like old friends meeting again.

Therefore, the two knelt down and swore allegiance, successfully winning Asha Greyjoy's trust, shedding their pirate identities, and becoming members of the Imperial Fleet.

Furthermore, the two brothers played a crucial role in several major battles that later broke out between the Imperial fleet and the pirates of the Serpent Islands.

Now, Romy Pike, the "One-Eyed," and Jack the Blonde have been sent by Asha Greyjoy to King's Landing to meet His Majesty the Emperor.

They carried a special mission entrusted to them by Asha, and more importantly, they were personally escorting something even more mysterious.

That's how he was able to fulfill his dream from back then and return to his hometown.

This dusty, battered warship, which looked like it had endured countless hardships, quickly attracted the attention of the patrolling capital garrison.

Furthermore, this two-masted warship flew both the Imperial flag and the Greyjoy family's golden sea monster flag.

Therefore, the message was quickly relayed by the patrolling soldiers through their captain, the port master of Blackwater Bay, and finally to Davos Seaworth, the 'Onion Knight' who served as the Imperial Customs Chief.

"what?"

Upon hearing this news, Onion Knight frowned slightly.

According to the regulations governing King's Landing Port, warships flying the Imperial and Noble flags can bypass the queue and directly enter the port via a special channel to dock.

All merchant ships must make way for imperial warships.

This port management regulation has been in effect for several years, so it's impossible that there are still ships coming and going that are unaware of it.

Therefore, Davos instinctively felt that there was something wrong, and then stood up and spoke.

"Take me to see it."

Chapter 746 Doubt

Soon, not long after, a small boat flying the flag of the capital's garrison sailed toward the battered and dusty two-masted warship.

After a brief exchange, the soldiers on the warship, not daring to be negligent, quickly lowered the ladders to allow everyone on the small boat to board.

The Imperial Customs Commissioner, Davos Seaworth, was dressed in casual clothes, was not particularly strong, and even somewhat unremarkable in appearance.

A long sword hung at his waist. He had brown hair and brown eyes, but some gray hair was mixed in. The first joint of the four fingers on his left hand, except for the thumb, had been cut off and hung around his neck as a talisman to remind himself at all times.

He led several soldiers from the capital's garrison onto the warship from a small boat, while on the other side, "One-Eyed" Romy Parker, the captain and first mate of the two-masted warship "Stormstorm," and Jack also arrived.

"Hello, sir."

The two brothers exchanged a glance. As the commander, 'One-Eyed' Romy was of humble birth and did not know how to speak with nobles, while Jack, as his sworn brother, quickly glanced at the emblem on Davos's chest.

It appears to be a small black boat printed on a gray background, and on the sail of the small black boat is... an onion pattern?

Jack paused for a moment. Although he was not a direct descendant of the Lannister family, but just an insignificant collateral descendant, his father had taught him to read and recognize the coats of arms and languages ​​of some of the major noble families of the Seven Kingdoms since he was a child.

Jack had never seen the black ship and onion design before, and was even a little confused. Which noble family was this? The heraldic design was so sloppy. Jack felt that even his two-year-old daughter's scribbles were more meaningful than this man's family crest.

Fortunately, Jack, being an 'outsider,' clearly didn't recognize Lord Davos, but a city garrison soldier opposite him, who had a seven-pointed star epaulette on his shoulder, was very perceptive and gave him a timely reminder.

"This is the Imperial Customs Chief, Lord Davos of the Seaworth family in Windfuryhorn!"

"What? It's Lord Seaworth?"

"I have long admired your name."

Reminded, Jack quickly realized what was happening and reached out to shake hands with Davos Seaworth.

His one-eyed brother, wearing a black eyepatch, was somewhat bewildered. He turned to look at Jack, wondering when he had ever heard of Lord Seaworth.

However, Jack came from a wealthy and influential merchant family in Lannisport, while Romy was just an illegitimate child from the Iron Islands. Jack was more adept at dealing with outsiders.

Moreover, although he had an arrow wound on his cheek from a previous naval battle, it did not look ferocious. Instead, it added a touch of heroism to his handsome face, unlike the one-eyed man next to him, who did not look like a good person.

“I am Davos Seaworth.”

"Welcome to King's Landing, everyone."

It was only then that the Imperial Customs Chief spoke up, shaking hands with Jack, who was clearly in charge of the ship, while giving the soldier who had just spoken an approving look.

This is indeed a promising talent; he is clever and sensible. Perhaps we could ask Lord Brynden Tully, the 'Black Fish,' to take him as his bodyguard.

Davos was thinking these things, but his gaze was sharp. After withdrawing his hand, he swept his eyes over the people in the cabin, especially focusing on the one-eyed Romy Parker.

The warship was covered in scars, clearly having weathered several storms and fierce naval battles. Moreover, the soldiers on deck, though clad in old-fashioned imperial armor, exuded a palpable air of menace, as if they had recently retreated from the battlefield.

However, in the last two years, the empire has been peaceful, with no wars breaking out abroad, let alone naval battles.

Who are they?

Onion Knight's eyes narrowed slightly, his expression remaining calm on the surface, but his suspicions deepened.

He already suspected something was wrong with the ship and the people on board, and after boarding, he discovered even more suspicious points.

"This friend's outfit is indeed... haha..."

Then, Davos's gaze fell on 'One-Eyed' Romy, who hadn't spoken yet, and he spoke in a teasing tone.

It looked like a joke, but his eyes were fixed on the other person, as if trying to see through his true identity.

“Uh, ah... this, this is our captain, Romy.”

"Romy Parker".

"He was also a member of the Imperial Fleet."

Upon hearing the words of the Imperial Customs Chief, Jack turned to look at his companion and said somewhat awkwardly.

Because Romy Parker's attire and demeanor were indeed a bit too obvious, he looked no different from a pirate.

He wore a black eye patch, his clothes were unbuttoned and open, exposing his chest and breasts, he wore rough hemp shoes, and a curved knife was tied at his waist. His face was unkempt with a stubble beard and had a fierce look on it.

He was a pirate incarnate.

"Ok?"

The topic suddenly turned to him, and 'One-Eyed' Romy was a little confused. He looked down at his outfit and didn't think there was anything wrong with what he was wearing.

Isn't this how iron-clad soldiers always wear their clothes?

"Oh?"

"You're also part of the Empire's fleet?"

"But I see you are flying the banner of House Greyjoy of the Iron Islands. Could you be under Governor Euron's command?"

After a brief exchange of tentative words, the conversation finally turned to the key issue, and the true intentions were about to be revealed.

The Onion Knight's gaze narrowed slightly, and he asked in a calm voice, but he secretly made a gesture behind his back. The soldiers of the capital's garrison behind him had already sensed the problem and all of them quietly placed their hands on their sword hilts as if facing a formidable enemy.

"Governor Eulen?"