Jon noticed the white room, he was about to leave Yunkai, but he arrived after training hard with his men.
He looked at the console.
He had reached level 42 with 9 skill points, he could improve any of his skills, but he decided to wait, at the next level he could improve them both, since he honestly didn't know what would be good for the attack on Meeren.
The boy left the room and watched his men board the ships, Yunkai was finished, Daenerys had been organizing her men for a couple of weeks.
Daario advised her, but the boy believed that the mercenary had less than pure intentions towards the queen.
He shook his head, he had no reason to get involved in what Daenerys was doing.
Meeren was his last goal and then he could return to Valyria where Raenerys was waiting for him.
Aegon and his aunt had argued several times about the succession of the Targaryens in the seven kingdoms, the queen said that they were his rights, but the boy replied that by rights his blood was the most suitable, son of Prince Rhaegar, and that Viserys was only crowned by his mother, for the sole reason that she believed that Aegon was dead.
They did not reach any agreement, but they spoke rationally.
Jon didn't trust Daenerys much, and was prepared in case the Targaryen betrayed them.
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Sansa let out a sharp sigh as she finished giving the last patient her healing magic and arrived at the white room, having reached level 24 with 4 skill points.
She still couldn't raise her skills any further.
The girl sighed and left the room.
She looked over and noticed the last patient leaving, her thoughts drifting to her family, wondering how they were.
If the war with the Lannisters had taken someone else from her.
She shook her head.
She couldn't think about that.
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Ned watched as Stannis entered the ship with his advisor and his priestess.
It had been a few months since they had seen each other, when Pike attacked, but he was nothing more than a shadow of his former self.
Despite his arrogance and bad decisions, Stannis was always direct and decisive, but now he was no longer so, his face was scarred, his spirit broken.
The battle at King's Landing destroyed him, more than half of his men fell to the Lannister sea trap, set alight by Wildfire, the others fell to Lord Tywin's guard.
Ned knew he was saved.
But his army was destroyed.
"Lord Stannis" Ned greeted.
If Robert's brother was upset that he wasn't called Your Majesty, he didn't show it.
Rather, it proved nothing.
"Lord Stark" he greeted.
Ned read his emotions, finding nothing.
"What are you doing here?" he asked.
"Do not fear, I do not come to interrupt your wars" he said.
Stannis took a seat across from him.
Davos looked uneasy.
"Just to ask a question?" asked the supposed king.
"I'm listening," said Ned.
Stannis looked at him.
"Did you conquer the Iron Islands?" he asked.
Ned didn't know how to respond to that.
Yes, I did.
No, they are part of the seven kingdoms, not the north.
None of those answers would be a lie.
If the question was, did he destroy the Greyjoys, the answer is yes.
If the question were, did he destroy the Ironborn, of course.
But conquer.
He didn't know how to give him an exact answer.
He could say yes, no one would deny it.
But did he do it?
Ned Stark was left thinking, he didn't have an exact answer to give to his dear friend's brother.
If he hadn't found out about Bran and Rickon's survival.
He would have answered yes.
But that had changed now, he was calmer, his hatred dulled, at least towards the Greyjoys, otherwise, he would have searched for Theon all over the world instead of staying to defend Riverlands.
"The Iron Islands are in the custody of the Northerners, until there is a new Iron Lord, so the answer is no, I did not conquer them," he said.
Stannis nodded.
"Give them to me then, I need men, I don't plan on asking you for them, give me the Ironborn," he asked.
Ned stood still for a moment and sighed.
"I have Yara Greyjoy in my custody, you can have her and the Iron Islands, but if the Ironborn attack the north, whether you order them or not, you will be held responsible" Ned promised.
Stannis nodded.
He had no problem with that.
"You may not believe me, but the enemy is not the Lannisters, it is not me, it is not even the Targaryens who attack the slave cities," said Stannis.
'Jon has already attacked the slave cities, it's too soon ' Ned thought.
"The white walkers, I know," he said.
"Do you know?" Melisander asked.
[T/N: B*tch shut up.]
"If you think that your god of light is the only enemy of the walkers, you are wrong" Ned replied.
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Robb focused on the Bolton dreadfort, the last stronghold of the traitors, they had besieged the fortress for days, the bastard Rosse proclaimed himself lord of the Boltons, Asher stayed organizing Highpoint, from what Robb heard, Gwyn the daughter of Ludd Whitehill and he had an old relationship in the past and the man planned to marry her.
The boy saw the doors open and an army come out.
"Defend yourselves" Robb ordered.
"Is that your magic?" his sister asked at his side, who arrived recently, it was she who was harassing them before he arrived.
Robb smiled at her.
His men went into defensive mode, more cautious.
The boy noticed that Ramsay was not there and prepared to find him.
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Jon relentlessly attacked mercenary after mercenary, Meeren had been under siege for days and Jon and his men were attacking.
Daenerys had a plan, she infiltrated Grey Worm and other Unsullied into the city to create rebellions, while she asked Jon for dozens of siege engines for some reason.
Jon didn't understand what she wanted to do.
Siege engines were good weapons against walls, but the thick walls of Meeren were too thick.
It would take hours to bring them down, and in the first attack, the Meeren stable would attack them, not a shot was fired before as Jon predicted, the masters of the last of the slave cities launched themselves upon them.
Since then, the boy with his summons and his physical aura passed through them.
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Sansa was enveloped in light as she healed all who came near her.
"Careful!" she heard.
She saw some soldiers approaching.
Aegon stood on guard.
"Sacred Place" she whispered.
From where she stood she was enveloped in a dome of light, measuring five meters around her.
Aegon frowned, and to his horror, his hands seemed to move on their own, putting away his weapon.
The attacking mercenaries also did the same, not understanding anything.
Aegon tried to attack them with his hands. But they stopped on their own.
"Do not fear Aegon, now no one can attack here" Sansa informed.
Aegon watched in wonder, the attackers were frustrated, unable to do anything, they were not harmed, but they could do nothing more.
They walked away and left the place, sighing when they saw that they could draw their swords, but they couldn't enter.
One had an idea, he took an arrow and bow and shot an arrow from outside, but as soon as it entered the shield, it fell to the ground.
" Total cure" Sansa whispered looking at Aegon who was slightly injured.
She quickly reached the white room.
{Name: Sansa Stark
Title: Saint
Skill Points: 6
Level: 25 (0/13000)
Health: 1300/1300
Mana: 2450/2450
Attributes: Low
Skills:
Blessed magic level: 6
Do you want to spend six skill points and get the first upgrade to the Blessed Magic skill at level 6?
Yes/No}
She pressed yes.
{Blessed Magic Level: 6
This skill still has an upgrade left.
Cost: 290 mana per spell
Sacred Place: Summons a shield in which no aggression can be made.
Upgrade 1: Shield doubles in size}
The girl nodded.
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Arya ran at full speed across the battlefield, attacking, dodging, forcing enemy men to defend her.
The girl had a smile on her face, and Nymeria beside her was devouring Bolton after Bolton with pleasure. As if she were death itself.
The girl blinked after reaching the white room.
The girl reached level 20 with 4 skill points, she required one more point for another skill.
"It doesn't matter... I'm going to kill every Bolton that appears and go up a thousand levels" said the girl, self-assured.
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Robb saw his sister killing left and right.
"Is there something really weird with her?" he muttered.
"STARK!" he heard and saw a man running with a sword raised, to be devoured by his companion.
"Yes?" he asked and only saw his wolf who seemed to roll his eyes upon hearing him.
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Jon watched as other men headed to the siege engines, he had no choice but to summon more, he was at his summoning limit and he knew it.
"What's the big idea? " he muttered.
He saw a group of mercenaries arriving.
"COME!" he ordered.
His men surrounded him and headed towards them.
"Elemental aura" he muttered.
His sword was surrounded by electricity.
Time had passed, and the physical aura was no longer enough.
The mercenaries attacked without any mercy.
Jon eliminated the first one immediately.
The others faced his men.
Jon defended the position, and saw Daenerys and her group arrive with Jorah and Sir Barristan protecting her.
'It's about time' he thought.
He saw a group of mercenaries heading to ambush them.
"Go support her, friend," he said to Ghost who nodded and went out to support the Targaryen queen.
Jon walked away a little, trying to find a target.
"Die!" he heard and evaded the mercenary's attack.
With a quick movement, he decapitated him.
The boy found himself in the white room.
He went to the computer.
{Name: Jon Snow
Title: King of Valyria/ King of Volantis
Skill Points: 12
Level: 43 (0/79500)
Health: 4400/4400
Mana: 4450/4450
Attributes: Low
Skills: 2
Swordsmanship Level: 6
Summoning Magic Level: 6
Do you want to spend six skill points to get the second upgrade of Summoning Magic at level 6?
Yes/No}
The boy pressed yes.
{Summoning Magic Level: 6
Cost: 660 mana per spell.
Company of Healers: Summons 10 healers with healing magic. Every job they do gives the user experience.
Alchemists: Summons an alchemist, all the work they do gives the user experience
Survival: Healer's Tools, Healer's Tool Blueprints, Healer's Shop Blueprints, Laboratory Blueprints. Common Alchemist Brews.
Upgrade 1: It costs half as much mana to summon Alchemist
Upgrade 2: It costs half as many resources to create a brew.}
He was disappointed that there were no upgrades for healers.
But he guessed they couldn't be improved, since they were already very good, they weren't at Sansa's level of course, but they were better than ordinary healers, and they were fast and had enough mana to use healing magic several times before running out, not to mention that they seemed to have experience on the battlefield.
Still, he would have preferred the upgrade to go to them rather than the alchemists he'd barely used.
He shook his head and quickly touched his Swordsmanship skill.
Do you want to spend six skill points and get the first upgrade of swordsmanship at level 6?
Yes/No}
Jon pressed yes.
{Swordsmanship Level: 6
Cost: 80 mana
Physical Aura: Creates an aura that increases strength, speed, and endurance fivefold. Lasts ten minutes.
Upgrade 1: Adds the slow curse on enemies.}
The boy looked around with interest before leaving the room, arriving just as the siege engines hit Meeren.
The boy noticed that they were not carrying stones, but bags with broken chains.
'She's planning a rebellion, I didn't see that coming' he admitted.
[T/N: And you have it, bleh.]
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