Jon watched the conversation intently, while Daenerys sent the sellswords to Meeren with a declaration.
Three days had passed since the conquest of Yunkai, and seven since the battle.
There's not much to say about that.
After the battle the mercenaries were reduced to half, they came to negotiate, full of arrogance, Jon put them in their place with a simple warning, surrender or die.
Daenerys on the other hand opted for a more peaceful approach, asking them to join her and she would forgive them, as well as paying them the gold the masters offered them.
Prendahl na Ghezn tried to harass Sansa, but he was stopped by Jon, taking him by the neck, and informed him that one more of his stupidities, and he would set fire to Yunkai with all his mercenaries inside, to give an example, he invoked his mana and with it, he partially burned the mercenary's neck.
The aura of the elements supposedly only affected weapons, but Jon with his level 41 seemed to be able to use it on his hands even without weapons.
[T/N: NOW THATS A GAMER! BREAKING THE RULES!!]
Shortly after they left, but at night, Daario Naharis and another of the mercenaries secretly joined them, and offered a solution. As proof, he brought the heads of Prendahl na Ghezn and Sallor, the captains of the Stormcrow mercenaries. A day later, Jorah and Daario infiltrated Yunkai with their men and eliminated the masters.
Danny was later crowned and gave Daario the title of general. The storm crows became part of her army.
Jon appeared in the white room.
He went to the computer.
{Congratulations, your alliance with Daenerys has granted you victory against Yunkai, you are awarded one skill point as a reward.}
Jon looked at that with curiosity, he was level 41 with 6 skill points.
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Sansa sighed in the white room, she had gained another level while healing the citizens, and was now level 22 with 6 skill points.
Yunkai was in serious trouble, not only because of the wounded but also because of various illnesses. The girl did not stop working, fortunately, she had a dozen of Jon's summons to help her.
Aegon stayed with her, mostly to help her out if a patient became violent.
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Rickon looked wearily at the white room,
He had leveled up again, reaching level 12 with 3 skill points.
The boy left the room and looked at the tree where his brother was, he was alone with Meera Reed, he could see the smiles they gave each other, or when she laughed at something he told her.
" What's wrong with them? " he muttered.
"I think it's better not to know" He heard Jojen.
"Know what?" he asked.
The boy pointed at them.
"That's a serious case of first love, believe me, you don't want to go there" he recommended.
Rickon blinked.
He turned to see them again.
"How disgusting" he whispered.
Jojen smiled.
"Very true" he finished with a smile.
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Robb looked at the fortress at Highpoint, he had already sent an ultimatum to the lord of Whitehill, who responded by bringing out his army to fight.
Robb looked at them coldly.
"Let's start" he whispered.
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Sansa cured yet another patient.
He had a high fever, but with her cure diseases, she healed him in a few seconds.
Her skills were wearing her down.
Using them in battle was exhausting, but in the shop, it was worse.
It had been two weeks since the conquest of Yunkai, now they were preparing the army for a full invasion of Meeren.
Daenerys was more relaxed, Jon continued training soldiers.
Aegon spent his days with her, supposedly for her protection when she was healing people, had lunches, or dinner.
Jon had joined some of her dinners, to check on her and possibly intimidate Aegon into not doing anything he would regret later.
Sansa blushed at the thought.
She shook her head and cast a cure-all spell on the man she was healing.
She arrived at the white room to her surprise and went to the computer.
{Name: Sansa Stark
Title: Saint
Skill Points: 8
Level: 23 (0/10900)
Health: 1150/1150
Mana: 2150/2150
Attributes: Low
Skills:
Blessed magic level: 5
Do you want to spend six skill points and level up your Blessed Magic skill to level: 6?
Yes/No}
She pressed yes.
{Blessed Magic Level: 6
This level has two more upgrades.
Cost: 290 mana per spell.
Sacred Place: Summons a shield in which no aggression can be made.}
The girl looked anxiously, this wasn't healing magic, she finally had something she could use in battle.
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Robb ruthlessly attacked the enemies approaching him with his battalion.
"Attack intelligently," he told them while his magic did the same.
He looked and saw how his allies attacked the vital points, they thought more when attacking, the enemies fell one after another.
He looked and noticed how the enemy army was barely holding them back.
Every time he used his skills, his men would gain a kind of advantage based on the skill, and every time those men finished off enemies, it would give him experience points.
His platoon was giving him passive points without him noticing, he was not surprised when he reached the white room.
He reached level 12 with four points and decided to use them on Swordsmanship.
{Name: Robb Stark
Title: Big Wolf
Skill Points: 4
Level: 12 (0/1900)
Health: 1250/1250
Mana: 1200/1200
Attributes: Low
Skills:
Support Magic Level: 4
Swordsmanship level: 2
Do you want to spend three skill points and upgrade your sword skill to level 3?
Yes/No}
He pressed yes.
{Swordsmanship Level: 3
This skill has two upgrades.
Cost: 50 mana
Aura of the elements: Creates a golden aura on the swords, and grants the ability to burn, poison, and electrocute with one sword, and freeze, push, and hurt with the other. Lasts 5 minutes.}
The boy left the place.
"There's no need to fight anymore" he muttered.
"Aura of the elements," he said.
His sword lit up with fire, before the eyes of his enemies.
His wolf howled and the two attacked.
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Rickon kept jumping and dodging the attacks, he had his eyes blindfolded, it was instinct training, he had to predict the attacks.
The children attacked him with short sticks.
The boy avoided those he could, but he couldn't avoid them all.
"It doesn't matter how many you avoid, as long as you avoid them," his trainer Hoja told him.
The boy tried to avoid them as much as he could, he could literally feel them getting closer, but he couldn't avoid them all.
"Stop thinking and feel" Hoja reproached him.
The boy dodged, only to be hit and fall.
' What do I do? ' he thought.
"Stop thinking!" Hoja replied.
He bit his lips and a blow hit him in the face and knocked him to the ground.
He heard Bran and Meera's laughter.
He pulled off the cloth covering his eyes in fury and looked at his brother.
"You guys stop! Why can't you get a room? " he scolded them.
Bran and Meera's faces were red.
Jojen burst out laughing.
Ossa smiled.
"Hodor," said the giant.
"Put the cloth on," Leaf ordered, but she herself seemed amused.
Rickon did it.
But he found it impossible to avoid them all.
"Don't think, feel, the rock doesn't move no matter how much wind there is, the water always moves no matter how many rocks there are, the earth always remains no matter how much fire there is, the fire always consumes no matter how many trees there are" she told him.
Rickon sighed.
"Breathe, deep, soft, strong, it doesn't matter, breathe," she told him.
The boy sighed again, he could feel the warmth of his body, feel the wind hitting his face, the aromas of the trees.
' Aroma,' he thought.
"Use your instinct," she said.
And he did.
The first blow was avoided, the second one later, the third Rickon jumped back, the fourth to the right and the fifth he held back with his hand.
The boy took off the blindfold and found himself in the white room.
"I did it" he whispered and approached the monitor.
{Name: Rickon Stark
Title: Forest Apprentice
Skill Points: 5
Level: 13 (0/2350)
Health: 1300/1300
Mana: 650/650
Attributes: Low
Skills:
Light Weapons Level: 3
Do you want to spend four skill points and level up your small arms skill to level 4?
Yes/No}
He pressed yes.
{Light Weapons Level: 4
Cost: 50 mana.
Summon Familiar: Summons random animals that help you.
The boy looked curious and left the room.
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Robb watched as the enemy army retreated to the fortress.
' If they get in, they can hold out for months, ' the annoyed man thought.
The boy looked at his army.
There was no time to be cautious, they had to stop the enemy army from entering the fortress or they would not be able to continue.
" ATTACK! "
Robb's army erupted into battle cries.
The enemy succumbed in terror, seeing the Stark army destroy everything without hesitation, without fear, without any kind of doubt.
It didn't matter how many fell.
The Stark army did not stop.
"Close the doors!" Robb heard and watched as an old man ran away from the Stark army in a hurry.
"Ludd Whitehill," Robb whispered.
He looked at his wolf.
"Bring him, friend," he said.
" Understood "
The wolf ran towards the enemy.
Robb meanwhile attacked two more soldiers and his fire-covered sword set them ablaze, reaching the white room.
Robb looked curious, he leveled up faster than expected. On the other hand, many enemies fell in battle.
He approached the monitor.
{Congratulations, you have gone up a level and so has your familiar.}
Robb thought he could get the first Swordsmanship upgrade, but then he denied it, he would decide what to do in the next level, he was curious about what Grey Wind had gained.
{Familiar
Grey wind
Familiar
Level: 3
Heightened senses: The wolf's senses are doubled.}
"Interesting," Robb said as he left the room.
He watched Grey Wind bring in a terrified Ludd Whitehill.
"Take the fortress, we already have the lord," said Robb.
"Lord Stark, if you allow me, I will lock him in his own dungeons" he heard a man, whom he recognized as Asher Forrester.
"Asher" Ludd cursed.
"Take care of it," he said.
Asher lifted Ludd by the neck.
"What did you do with Gwyn?" Asher asked.
The old man glared at him, but Asher squeezed his neck tighter.
"Stop!" Ludd exclaimed, but he didn't do it.
"She's fine, she's fine, I wouldn't hurt my daughter" he pleaded.
Asher let go of him and he fell to the ground.
"The Whitehills are finished Ludd, you go to the wall or to hell, it's all the same to me" Asher finished, lifting him up and carrying him away.
He watched as the gates of the fortress were taken by his men.
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