Game of Thrones: The Wrath of the Sleeping Dragon

"To the meeting room."

Chapter 103 The Woman in Red Robes

fluttering—

A flock of crows that had been resting on the top of the castle tower for a long time suddenly took flight.

Viserys and the maester left the courtyard and headed to the meeting hall.

...

at the same time.

distance.

In a magnificent temple, monks in red robes walked around, greeting each other with their hands clasped together and a slight bow, then leaving in haste without saying a word.

A woman dressed in red kneels on a prayer mat, with a brazier in front of her, flames burning inside.

The woman in red quietly knelt down, gazing at the ball of fire before her.

And at this time.

Call ~

The flames in the brazier suddenly flickered, disrupting the rhythm of their burning. The woman in the red robe felt a jolt in her heart and was jolted awake from her meditative state.

"what happened?"

The woman's eyes narrowed slightly as her gaze fell upon the flickering, twisting flames. Then, she seemed to see a series of images within those flames.

"This is…"

The woman's surprised expression gradually calmed down, and her beautiful eyes remained unblinking as she gazed at the scene in the flames, becoming almost mesmerized.

"So it turns out the demonic dragon is about to be resurrected."

The alluring woman in the red robe had just seen the figure of a silver-haired boy in the flames.

He appeared to be grilling a huge egg, then talking to a woman, after which a scholar in a grey robe with a chain around his neck came over, and the two exchanged a few more words.

However, all she saw were silent short films, without a sound, which eventually came to an abrupt end.

"No wonder His power is reviving."

After the image stopped, the woman remained silent for a moment before whispering something.

Not only her, but all the other red-robed monks in the temple could feel their connection with the Lord of Light growing stronger. They could even cast small-scale fire spells with a very low success rate, and with their most proficient magic, the number of worshippers in front of the Red Temple had increased significantly recently.

All of this is a miracle that has never been repeated since the extinction of dragons.

Unlike other forms of magic believers, the followers of the Lord of Light do not acknowledge the existence of magical tides, and they have put forward a counterargument.

They believed that dragons brought magic, not the other way around.

They discovered that their connection with the Lord of Light deepened when dragons existed, and after the dragons were extinct, none of the monks could sense the presence of the God of Shadow and Fire.

Therefore, these followers of the King of Light devoutly believed that dragons and gods must have some kind of connection.

Then, a gentle breeze blew by, and the flames in the brazier completely disappeared.

The woman's copper-red hair fluttered in the wind, revealing half of her delicate face. She parted her red lips slightly and murmured to herself.

"It seems... the great Lord of Light has already given me guidance."

Then the beautiful woman stood up from the kneeling cushion, her loose red robe slightly tightening to cover her fair chest.

She seemed to radiate a burning heat, always drawing people's attention to her.

"I need to make a trip."

The woman then looked into the distance.

...

But in the distance.

Inside the council chamber of Andalosburg.

"A rebellion has broken out in the Iron Islands, and Baron Greyjoy has declared himself king?"

Viserys sat in his chair in the council chamber, looked at the intelligence report in his hand, and then raised his head.

This was the great event the maester spoke of: the Iron Islands rebellion, which sent shockwaves through Westeros like a bombshell.

After all, no one could have predicted that the Iron Islands would suddenly launch a rebellion without warning, catching the Lannisters off guard and disrupting Viserys' plans.

Viserys vaguely remembered that there had indeed been a rebellion in the Iron Islands, and Theon, who later lost his brother, had become the adopted son of Eddard Stark, the Duke of Winterfell.

However, he couldn't remember exactly which year this happened, and he never expected it to happen at this time.

"It seems that the burning of the Seven Holy Temples was not unfounded; the Greyjoy family had planned it all along."

"So... what should we do?"

Viserys raised his head and looked at the people in the meeting hall: his Lord Chancellor, Ser Geoffrey; Prince Oberyn from Dorne; Ser William Darryl, the Instructor, who also came with a cane; and the Maester of Dragonstone.

"Your Majesty, I believe we should seize this opportunity to attack King's Landing."

"Kill the usurper and reclaim the Iron Throne!"

Upon hearing Viserys's words, the coach became slightly agitated and eagerly stood up to speak.

His health was already very poor, and it was unknown how many more years he could live. If he hadn't been able to recuperate peacefully in Andalus, he might have already passed away.

However, his greatest desires—to avenge his brother Jon Darryl and to help the Targaryens reclaim the Iron Throne—remain unfulfilled.

Now that they have established themselves in the Andal homeland and begun to build up their strength, a sudden change on the continent of Westeros has stirred up another wave of turmoil. He believes this is the perfect opportunity to launch an attack on Westeros.

After all, there are still many nobles loyal to the Targaryens within the Seven Kingdoms. If His Majesty leads his army back to Westeros and then raises his banner in revolt…

However, after the gray-haired old man finished speaking, everyone present fell silent.

Although we have accumulated a certain amount of strength, is it too early to attack Westeros at this time?

"cough--"

At that moment, the old gentleman coughed lightly and spoke.

He first glanced at Sir William, the former Red Keep coach who was a full twenty years younger than him. However, now half-blind in one eye and needing a cane to walk, his full head of gray hair made him look older than he was, before continuing.

"If we ally with the Iron Islands, and add Dorne to the mix, could the three of us conquer Westeros?"

The old knight's point of view left everyone present looking at each other in bewilderment.

The silver-haired boy sitting in the center was still dressed in simple casual clothes, with one hand on his chin and his pale purple eyes fixed on the table, seemingly lost in thought.

Viserys remained silent, and all eyes were on Oberyn Martell, Prince of Dorne.

Oberyn gently rubbed his soft beard, and after a moment of silence, he spoke.

"Now is not the best time to attack Westeros. The Wolf-Deer-Osprey alliance is still very strong, and now the Lions have joined the fray."

The Lannisters now have a queen at the Red Keep.

"However, even if the time is not yet ripe, it does not mean that we cannot participate in this war."

Chapter 104 Battle of Haijiang City

Everyone present understood what Oberon was saying.

Andalus currently lacks the strength to challenge the powerful alliance of wolves, deer, and ospreys.

Even when the Targaryens were still on the Iron Throne and had the support of a large number of nobles, they still lost the war; how much more so now?

The combined forces of the North, Stormlands, Riverlands, and Vale overthrew Targaryen's rule, and Robert Baratheon now sits on the Iron Throne with power no less than he did six years ago.

The Targaryens are far weaker than they were at the beginning of the war.

Therefore, everyone understands these principles perfectly. At most, they are just taking advantage of the Iron Islands rebellion to cause some trouble for the usurper and prevent him from completing the suppression of the rebellion so smoothly.

Then, everyone's attention turned to Viserys.

After everyone has expressed their opinions, Viserys needs to make the final decision on this matter.

Unlike his previous state of constant anxiety and walking on thin ice, the young king now effectively holds most of the power in his hands.

"Bring me a map."

After some thought, Viserys had a guard bring a map and then spread it out on the table.

His gaze then fell on the Iron Islands and Lannisport, the first battle after the Iron Islands rebellion, before turning to Seafront, located in the Riverlands.

Although the Western Territory is incredibly wealthy, it is mostly comprised of fortified cities, and its rugged, mountainous terrain is not suitable for the Ironborn to plunder.

In Tiemin Bay, Haijiang City is a castle and town built to resist the Tiemin since ancient times. Behind Haijiang City is the fertile and flat Hejian land.

Just like the former King of the Iron Islands, House Hall's 'Iron Hand' Harwin seized the lands of the Riverlands from Alek Durandon, the then Storm King.

He relied on bypassing Haijiang City, landing forty miles south of Haijiang City, and then leading the Ironborn to carry longships on their shoulders, walk to the Blue Fork River, and then take boats to begin plundering along the river.

Therefore, if the Iron Islands want to quickly gain an advantage in this war and restore the former Iron Kingdom's territory, they must first conquer the Sea Frontier City.

Once we conquer Haijiang City, everything will go much more smoothly from here on out.

"The Ironbloods' next target should be here."

"As long as we capture Haijiang City, the Iron Islands will still have room to maneuver in this war."

"At that time, we will have the opportunity to directly intervene in this war."

Viserys bit his finger, deep in thought, then placed the finger of his other hand on the location of Haijiang City on the map.

Prince Oberyn, leaning back in his chair, glanced at Viserys with some surprise, not expecting that Viserys thought the same thing as him.

"Never mind."

After careful consideration, Viserys ultimately abandoned the impulse to storm Westeros and challenge the Iron Throne.

"This is a war we are destined to lose, and there is no need for us to get too involved."

Everyone in the meeting room nodded slightly; apart from Sir William, no one believed that Greyjoy's rebellion would succeed.

The soil in the Iron Islands is barren and mostly rocky, and the Ironborn have no oxen or horses to use for farming.