Game of Thrones: The Wrath of the Sleeping Dragon

"I do not know either."

Viserys sat on the ground, panting, and glanced at Kevan's corpse, noticing the emblem peeking out from under the breastplate.

Then they helped the middle-aged coach up.

"Maybe I'm just afraid, afraid that I didn't kill him."

He didn't spout any nonsense about revenge; everyone knows what the Lannisters did afterward, and he was just collecting a little interest.

The group of women who had been hiding in the carriage got off at this moment.

No one blamed them for not coming down to help, because their skills would likely have been useless and might have even made things worse.

And at this time.

Once again, the sound of galloping hooves echoed from afar.

Viserys and Sir William's expressions both changed, but this time the sound of hooves came from the direction they were heading.

next second.

A group of cavalrymen carrying flags came into their view.

...

The next day, near dawn.

A blue flag with a white diagonal cross and two crossed warhammers fluttered in the wind.

Rumbling--

The gates of Brown Castle opened, and Earl Riverley Lake, riding a tall horse, wearing a black cloak and deerskin gloves, was personally greeting guests at the gate.

"Your Majesty the Queen."

wow-

Upon seeing Queen Leila's carriage arrive, Earl River Lake dismounted and led his family and servants to kneel down in a dense mass.

They received a message from King's Landing and set out to escort Her Majesty the Queen and the Prince to Duskwood. However, they arrived just in time, capturing several deserters from the Red Keep Guard and learning that the Queen had been attacked by bandits.

Then Sir Jeremy Lake ordered his men to hurry over and escort Queen Leila and the Prince to Brown Castle.

Brown Castle is the home castle of the Lake family, located on a hill outside Duskvale, overlooking the entire city and port.

Sir William was seriously injured and received emergency treatment. After his wounds were carefully stitched and bandaged by the maesters of Brown Castle, he drank poppy milk and has now fallen into a deep sleep.

Queen Leila rests alone in a bedroom.

Viserys, on the other hand, shared a room with the two little ones, Renes.

Tap tap…

With her long, slightly wavy, silver-gold hair cascading over her shoulders, Viserys carried the terrified but now fast asleep Renesas back to their bedroom.

For some reason, he felt that he had become much stronger, and it was not difficult for him to lift Renis.

The little black cat Bellerion followed its owner the whole time, and it also survived the fierce battle.

Viserys gently placed the little girl on the bed. The candlelight in the bedroom flickered softly, and outside, the sounds of soldiers' armor and patrolling footsteps could be heard.

"The Lake family does seem to be loyal, at least for now."

Viserys was having trouble sleeping, perhaps because he had experienced too much trauma; the bloody reality told him that coming into this world was not a pleasant experience.

It was as if they were stuck in a quagmire, and even surviving required an immense effort.

The boy stood on a stool and leaned against the narrow windowsill of the bedroom, looking at the scenery outside.

The city of Mugu and the sea were divided in two. The sea was somewhat quiet in the early morning, with gentle waves lapping against the rocks.

The salty sea breeze blew in through the window, caressing the boy's handsome, girlish face and tossing his silver-gold hair.

Viserys knew... this loyalty wouldn't last long.

Chapter 10 Attribute Enhancement

He knew who the Lannisters were, including the story that followed, though he didn't remember it very clearly, he knew the general outline.

He also learned that King's Landing was now relying on reinforcements from the West.

However, the reality is clear: the Lannisters have also betrayed the Iron Throne, which will be the final straw that breaks the Targaryen dynasty.

Fortunately, the Lake family did not capture any Lannister deserters, nor did they investigate the identities of the attackers' bodies. Ser Jeremy believed Ser William's words and thought it was a rebel attack.

Furthermore, due to its lack of communication, Brown Castle has not yet received the latest news from King's Landing.

The silver-haired boy was extremely anxious, but he couldn't show it. To him, the guards outside were both protecting and watching over him.

"We must board the ship and leave before the news leaks."

Viserys looked out the window at the merchants and fishermen setting sail, and secretly made up his mind.

"Meow~"

Just then, the little black cat Bellerion meowed and nimbly darted onto the bed.

The soft little paws stepped on its owner's brown hair, and the little tongue gently licked Renis's cheek before the tail curled up and lay down beside the little girl.

Viserys' thoughts were slightly interrupted by Bellerion's shout. He turned his head to look at Renis, who was fast asleep due to a mixture of fear and exhaustion.

He then turned his gaze to the silver-plated round mirror not far away, pausing for three seconds.

Call ~

A cloud of black mist slowly spread out.

Viserys Targaryen

Sun sign: 5

Earth element: 6

Water resistance: 8

Lunar sex: 18

"Ok?"

A delicate and pretty face appeared in the silver mirror. The person looked rather thin, about seven or eight years old, with long silver-gold hair and a pair of light purple eyes.

At this moment, due to the intense stimulation and the fact that I hadn't slept all night, some blood vessels appeared on my skin.

Viserys frowned slightly as he looked at the high Valyrian script composed of black mist, his gaze settling on the symbols of 'sun' and 'soil'.

If his initial analysis was correct, they should represent his strength and physique, respectively.

Viserys remembered clearly that before leaving King's Landing, the stats for 'Sun' should have been 3, and the stats for 'Soil' should have been 5.

"My strength and physique have changed in a short period of time?"

Viserys was slightly taken aback and didn't react immediately. In his view, these data representing his body would only grow as his body developed or he exercised.

He hadn't understood why he was the only one who could see this black mist.

The silver-haired boy stood in front of the mirror and gently rubbed his temples. So much had happened overnight, and Viserys was actually quite exhausted.

Even though his 'moon' attribute is far stronger than others.

However, he still mustered his strength to try and figure out his current physical condition. His gaze fell on the sword on the table, the very sword he had used to kill Kevan Lannister.

Sir William, mortally wounded, had fallen asleep after taking poppy milk, and left the sword with Viserys without taking it back.

Half a white candle was burning on the round wooden table, swaying gently in the sea breeze that seeped through the window cracks.

The little black cat, lying on the soft silk bedding, stared at Viserys with its eerie green eyes.

It didn't know what the boy wanted to do.

Then, in Bellerion's eyes, the image of the boy drawing his longsword was reflected.

Clang——

The chilling light reflected off the candlelight, illuminating the entire room. On the smooth, water-like blade, there were still some unwiped, mottled bloodstains, and at the same time, Viserys's face appeared.

"My strength... seems to have really increased."

A clear look of joy appeared in the eyes reflected on the sword.

Viserys felt that the longsword, which had previously been somewhat heavy for him, was now not so strenuous. His strength had increased significantly without him even noticing, as if it were perfectly natural.

He pressed his fingers against his chest, and whether it was his imagination or not, his body seemed to have become more muscular.

"What... could be the reason for this?"

The silver-gold-haired boy stood in front of the mirror, placing the longsword he held back on the round wooden table, lost in thought.

He carefully recalled the events that had occurred before and after his escape from King's Landing; according to his mother, the terrible news had arrived the day before the incident.

Viserys only found out the next day, and was then put directly into a carriage to escape. At that time, his mind was in a daze, and he risked his life to rescue Renis.

He did not do anything unusual during this period.

Then, on his way to Duskwood, he was attacked by the Lannisters, and in the battle, he killed Kevan Lannister with his own hands.

"Is it because I killed someone?"

The journey was simple, without many complicated events. Aside from the creaking of the carriage, there was the tension and panic of being attacked. Then, in order to survive, they mustered all their courage and fought back.

Viserys wasn't a fool, and he quickly discovered the only difference between this journey and his usual life.

That means he killed someone with his own hands.

With his thoughts in disarray, the silver-gold-haired boy stood still, his eyes, which had been somewhat bloodshot, becoming increasingly bright.

If things really go as he thinks, then he has essentially discovered a path to enhancement.

All you need to do is keep killing enemies...

So you can keep growing?

Viserys' heart pounded faster as he thought about these things. He had never understood why he was the only one who could see that mysterious black mist.

Now it seems that was my 'cheat code' that brought me into this world?

But why would he choose himself?