Jon looked at the white room and walked over to the computer.
{You have leveled up and Your familiar has also leveled up!}
Jon was curious about what ability Ghost would gain at level five and pressed familiar.
{Ghost
Familiar Level: 5
Roar: let out a roar that intimidates others, and in some cases makes them flee.}
Jon smiled, an ability to make the enemy flee is quite useful, the boy pressed character menu.
{Name: Jon Snow
Title: King of Valyria
Skill Points: 5
Level: 29 (0/19900)
Health: 3000/3000
Mana: 2750/2750
Attributes: Low
Skills: 2
Swordsmanship Level: 4
Summoning Magic Level: 5
Do you want to spend five skill points to get the first 5 summon upgrade?
Yes/No}
The boy pressed yes.
{Summoning Magic Level: 5
Cost: 500 mana per spell.
Sailor Company: Company of ten sailors, capable of using sword, bow and arrows, and small arms, come with a warship. Every job they do gives the user experience.
Upgrade 1: Sailors double their skill.
Survival: Blueprints of warships, blueprints of fishing boats, blueprints of small ports, blueprints of docks.}
The boy smiled before leaving the room, he looked at the room where he was, he had taken possession of the mansion of the lord of the elephants.
The boy had met the nobles the night before, they all bent the knee to crown him king the night before, a couple of nobles died of unknown causes shortly after, interestingly, they were a couple of nobles who refused to accept the new anti-slavery law, soon after that, the other nobles quickly accepted their rules.
The boy spent his next days organizing his navy, the new summoning, came to protect the seas from pirates and slavers seeking their fortune, the survivors of the Golden Company fled Volantis shortly after the gates had been breached.
He received daily reports from Valyria, by carrier pigeons, fortunately, the journey to Valyria was not that long, a couple of days at most. Construction was underway.
Sansa was looking out the window, Arya didn't know where she was.
"Are you not going today? " Jon asked.
Sansa had worked as a healer.
The girl shook her head.
"I took a few days to help you organize," she said.
Jon nodded, he was grateful for that, Sansa was very good with numbers, unlike him and Arya, a knock on the door was heard.
"Come in," Jon ordered.
From the door, a maid, a former slave, entered with a bow and let two men and two women in.
The woman, the oldest about forty with dark hair with some gray and the youngest a few years older than her, brown-haired with dark blue eyes, the older man who seemed to have similarities with the men from the west of the kingdom of storms, the youngest was tall, with dyed blue hair.
"Oh hello, Liz, right…And Griff" he remembered.
"Hello, your majesty," Liz said with a smile.
Jon tried not to smile like a fool when he saw her. She was wearing classic Volantis women's clothing with her stomach exposed, and she had a little bit of cleavage, the guy gave his all to make his eyes look at hers and not lower them under any circumstances, it was very difficult, but he achieved that small victory.
Sansa looked at them and remembered the young man.
He also smiled, he seemed hypnotized as he couldn't take his eyes off hers.
"Do you know him?" Jon asked, watching the young man stare at Sansa in a daze. The older man rolled his eyes at the sight, and the woman raised her eyebrow. Liz discreetly nudged the boy with her elbow to wake him up.
"I've healed him a couple of times and he's helped me around the shop," Sansa explained.
' They seem to be from the West, and I've come across them a couple of times, Sansa too, it seems, they investigated us ' the boy thought.
"Oh, thank you very much," Jon said to the boy.
"It was a pleasure for me," he said, somewhat nervous.
' That's obvious ' Jon thought.
Jon didn't know what to think, besides the old man, the three of them had some Westeros features, they didn't look like they were from Essos.
He decided to be direct.
"You're from Westeros, right?" Jon clarified.
The woman nodded.
"Given your age, I assume you've been here since before the rebellion, or during it... ...I see, that's why you're here, because I look like Ned Stark... Oh, I see... Yes, I understand" Jon muttered.
Sansa looked at him confused.
"Is something wrong?" she asked.
Jon denied
"They have nothing to fear, whatever they have done or are here for, it is their reasons, the conquest of Volantis has nothing to do with the seven kingdoms, and they are not involved in any way," said Jon.
The old man sighed at that.
Ashara almost rolled her eyes at the sight, what a way to cover it up, even though Jon Snow said they weren't there for them.
Jon confirmed it with that.
' They are hiding, but from whom? ' thought the boy.
There were several suspicions.
Robert Baratheon.
His father.
Jon Arryn.
"Very well then we will get to the point, after a long discussion we decided to introduce ourselves, My name is Jon Connington, this is Ashara Dayne, the young people are called Prince Aegon Targaryen and Princess Rhaenys Targaryen," said the man bluntly.
Jon stayed silent for a few minutes trying to take it all in, then turned to the group.
"You look good for corpses," he said.
The girl laughed nervously.
The boy felt uncomfortable.
Sansa also didn't know where to look at that.
"I doubt you've come just to admit your names. What do you want from me?" he asked.
"We come to ask for asylum in Valyria" Ashara Dayne finished.
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Ned prepared to attack when he received a report of Stannis' forces arriving, the old man allowed them to board his ship and watched as Stannis arrived with a priestess of the Lord of Light and a man.
"I present Stannis Baratheon, King of the Seven Kingdoms," said the man.
Ned raised his head.
"As I recall, isn't Joffrey the king?" Ned asked.
Stannis looked at him coldly.
"You have not yet bent the knee, Stark," Stannis said.
"Why would I do that?" he asked.
"I am the king, Robert's brother," he said.
Ned nodded.
"You are Robert's brother, but not his heir. Renly has as many rights as you, unless there is a contract in which Robert names you" he said.
Stannis looked at him coldly.
"Renly is dead," he said.
"Oh yeah, I know, at the hands of your shadow, right," Ned said.
The king looked at him in surprise.
"I see you know" he muttered.
"You're a Bloodslayer, aren't you?" he said.
Stannis looked more annoyed. And the priestess steeled herself with a smile.
"Stannis is the prince that was promised, you must bend the knee, Lord Stark," she said.
"No," Ned said,
Melisandre looked at him in surprise, not because of the rejection, but rather because of the way he said it, as if he were a merchant refusing to buy something.
"You refuse," Stannis whispered.
Ned rose from his seat and looked at Stannis, the Baratheon could see the fury in him, a fury he had not felt even during the rebellion.
"I'll tell you things clearly, boy. You have dishonored your parents, your brother, with the murder of Renly, the only reason I have left you alive until now, is respect for your brother, for my dear friend Robert, but I will not bow before you, perhaps if things were different, if you had not become a bloodslayer, if you did not burn your enemies alive, perhaps... But no, I will not bow before you, I do not fear you, nor your weak magic, we are here talking only because I allow it, now you will leave, and you will return to the stormlands, if you hinder me even once more in my revenge... Then my love for Robert will not protect you anymore" said the Stark.
Then he felt something in his eyes, a voice in his head, screaming at him to stop this arrogance, the man laughed.
"Is that all you have, priestess?" he asked.
"What?" she muttered.
"Your mental magic, how weak, well what can you expect from a priestess of a fallen god," he said.
The woman took a step back.
"Look at me woman, look at me well," he said.
And she did look into his eyes, to his fury, to the game directly, and she felt a whirlwind of emotions, she lost herself between the dark eyes of Ned Stark, in the powerful negative emotion that he still felt for the loss of his children.
"I belong to the ancient gods, to the sky and the river, to the forests and mountains, a tiny lord of light, Is nothing before the true gods," he said.
The woman fell to the ground under the pressure.
"Your magic is demonic," Stannis said suddenly.
Ned laughed out loud.
"Demonic, you're telling me, you who employs a witch who makes human sacrifices to win your foolish war, who really supports the demons?" he said.
And then he got up.
"Return to Storm's End Stannis, do not intervene in my war again" Ned finished.
Stannis said nothing and stormed off the ship.
Ned knew he wouldn't attack him.
He wasn't that stupid.
"He's still the same as always, he'll never be king" he muttered.
Robert was passionate but charismatic and attracted the lords.
That was one of the reasons he became king after the rebellion.
That and his blood.
Ned was left thinking about Robert.
He missed his friend.
His thoughts wandered to the Lannisters, Joffrey, and then his daughters and sons.
"Jon must be angry" he muttered, thinking of his son, who was in Valyria without communication and without knowing what was happening.
But Ned could not hesitate any longer.
If he talked to Jon he could dissuade him from taking revenge, justice yes, but not vengeance.
And the old man needed revenge to move forward.
"I'll talk to him when I'm done with Pike," Ned promised himself.
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Robb cursed his luck.
"They've already sent scouts," said his mother.
"How could something like this have happened? Is that Jaime Lannister? He's missing a hand? How did no one notice?" Robb asked.
"It seems he killed another prisoner, his own cousin, and his hand was healed well by the maester, although it is not the same as before, he can move without pain," said Catelyn.
The boy snorted.
"I hope they find him before Father comes back" the boy muttered.
His mother didn't say anything.
Her husband was at war with the ironborn.
No, not war.
Revenge.
And she prayed for success.
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Bran and Rickon could see the wall from where they stood, Bran walking ahead.
"It would be better to fly," he muttered.
"I don't recommend it," Jojen said.
Bran looked at him.
" Brandon the builder put enchantments of the children of the forest on the wall, not even dragons can pass" he clarified.
Bran looked at him curiously.
"Not dragons?" he asked.
"Not dragons" the boy confirmed.
Meera watched them amused, while Rickon and Ossa listened to the conversation from behind. Hodor accompanied them watching everything with a happy smile.
"How do you know that?" he asked.
"The green dreams allow me to see the past from time to time, or the future sometimes, I could see how Queen Alysanne failed when trying to get through the wall, of course, she pretended to be joking, but she was worried about that, since she believed it was a weapon of the Northerners against the dragons," he said.
"And they never found out?" Bran asked.
"No, Jaehaerys was a good king for the southerners, but the northerners did not hold him in high regard, and he preferred to get away from the north, and repair the kingdoms, than to search for information, it was a good idea, the Starks despised the king, although they appreciated the queen" Jojen clarified.
"Why did they appreciate her?" Bran asked.
Jojen shrugged.
"She was lovely"
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A few weeks had passed since the conquest of Volantis, the market was back in operation, though it was still not fully repaired. His men arrived with supplies, such as food, and a direct line of merchant ships from Volantis to Valyria was established.
Rhaenys visited him very often.
The Targaryens were now under his protection and with their own guards, which allowed the girl to visit him. And she did so very often, they saw each other every day, they had lunch three times a week, the girl dedicated herself to knowing every taste he had for some strange reason.
Although Jon liked the gesture almost as much as he liked her ass.
' This is great ' he thought.
The boy continued to help Sansa, while Jon Connington and Ashara Dayne seemed more relaxed.
Jon thought they were suspicious of him, because he was a Stark, but in Jon's opinion, he had not even been born during the rebellion.
Ashara Dayne, Jon heard of her, was one of the most stunning women in the seven kingdoms, being courted by nobles from all the kingdoms, but never yielding to any, he heard.
Although he also heard that in the past, her own father courted her and it was apparently love reciprocated by her, although then the rebellion came and her father got married.
Jon knew that Ashara was not his mother, the dates did not match, Ashara Dayne was in Dorne since the Arryns, Baratheons, and Starks were revealed, the dates simply did not match, but he would have liked Ashara to be his mother.
He liked Ashara.
The passion with which she moved.
What she did to protect her friend's children.
According to Jon, it was admirable.
The boy looked out the window, and noticed his men arriving from the side of the street, they were a group of his merchants, he assumed they required more contracts.
The boy suddenly noticed himself in the white room. He had reached level 30 with two points, he looked at his group, he could have 3 now, he had sent a request to Robb, he just needed to wait for him to answer, and now he decided to send one to Bran, in case the boy improved his skill to ten and answered it, he knew that the boy had the game, when he connected with Ned, he, the girls, Bran and Robb saw him.
He turned to leave the room but before that, he went to the skill machine and bought another skill with the Totems he collected, he got money + which gave a higher percentage of totems per enemy, helping him collect faster and be able to obtain more unique skills. When he bought it another skill appeared in its place at the value of 400 medals, which was called Blue Totem +.
The boy had a meeting with his merchants, authorizing the arrival of resources to the ports. Normally Sansa was in charge of that, but he had to show his face from time to time, and his sister disappeared a few hours ago, probably going to the healing tent she set up, this time it wasn't a secret one just for slaves, but a large hall where everyone could receive healing for free.
It was one of the improvements that Sansa had created, to win the approval of the people and their love, with that her popularity rose and the people began to appreciate her.
Jon heard that she even had several apprentices, how she teaches them healing without magic was a secret to Jon.
Rhaenys came to lunch with him shortly after, he liked the girl, she was fun, she made him forget about the war. Her smile was contagious, and the way she looked at him made him happy, her body was well endowed and Jon had watched discreetly how she moved.
He wanted her.
That was no secret, but the boy felt the desire he had for her growing more and more as the days passed.
He was afraid he wouldn't be able to control himself.
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Arya walked through the streets, she was bored without any fights.
She looked out over the harbor and saw Sansa with her squadron and the not-so-dead Aegon Targaryen. She had followed the dragons for a few days, so she noticed they weren't a threat.
Sansa laughed at something the prince said to her and Arya paled as she realized something terrible was happening.
" Oh no, Dreamy Sansa is back. This is terrible" she muttered.
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