Chapter 23 -[Volume 2][ Oh my ovaries they hurt, I NEED TO BE BReD!]-A Gamer in GOT
Jon looked intently at the white room, he had gained a level, reached level 31 with 4 skill points, after upgrading the Volantis markets, he did not have enough points to upgrade his skills so he looked at the Volantis computer and left.
Rhaenys was waiting for him in his office with lunch, the beautiful princess was helping him organize the ports of Volantis, Jon gave them asylum in both Volantis and Valyria.
In their own opinion as Targaryens, they are citizens of ancient Valyria so it was their duty to prepare a castle or at least a large house for themselves there.
Although they hadn't gone yet, he was planning to take them soon.
Aegon was put into military training, as the boy had innate talent with the sword, but Connington only trained him when he had time at home and had no real military experience.
The boy thought a lot about the story, he didn't quite understand how they survived, but it seems that Varys saved Aegon and Ashara saved Rhaenys, replacing them with other children.
It's really a shame that children had to be sacrificed.
The boy had lunch with her, and explained things to her about the seven kingdoms.
The wall, Winterfell.
Although she knew nothing outside of the North, Rhaenys listened attentively, either because it was interesting or simply because she enjoyed the time she spent with him.
"Why did you never contact the Martells? " He asked curiously.
She raised an eyebrow.
"They are your uncles, they would have protected you," he said.
Rhaenys shrugged.
"Uncle Oberyn would have destroyed all of Volantis to find us, and would inform the Baratheons that we were alive, Uncle Doran would be cautious and try to hide us, but we already did that and it could raise suspicions," she said.
Jon looked confused.
Even if that was the case, it seemed like there was something more.
' Maybe they don't trust them ' he thought.
Rhaenys smiled at him and stood up.
"Where are you going?" He asked her.
"You're going to take me to the markets" she ordered.
Jon smiled at her attitude.
It was so… Intriguing, the way the girl was.
' Are all Dronians like that, or just Targaryens ? ' he wondered.
But Aegon was the complete opposite of his sister.
Jon rose to follow her, and Rhaenys clung to his arm.
She did it very often when they were walking.
Jon had heard that this was the way to escort a lady, yet no other couple did it.
But Rhaenys insisted that it had to be this way.
Jon wasn't one to complain, but it was uncomfortable, especially when she squeezed him and her chest touched Jon's arm.
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Sansa sighed tiredly as she healed another person. She entered the white room, had gone up a level, and headed to the computer.
{Name: Sansa Stark
Title: None
Skill Points: 5
Level: 13 (0/2350)
Health: 700/700
Mana: 1250/1250
Attributes: Low
Skills:
Blessed magic level: 4
Do you want to spend five skill points and upgrade the Blessed Magic skill to level: 5?
Yes/No}
She pressed yes.
{Blessed Magic Level: 5
Cost: 250 mana
Summon Phoenix: Summons a phoenix, which heals everything around you.
This skill has two upgrades.}
The girl looked curious, it was the first time she had an ability with improvements. She left the room and sighed.
She tried to use her new skill.
"summon Phoenix," she said.
She felt like an exhausting tiredness took her by surprise, a light appeared in front of her, and then the soft melody of a bird was heard.
Sansa looked ahead and saw a small bird with red feathers appear, jumping onto her shoulder.
"I'll call you, Red" she whispered, caressing him, the bird whistled with pleasure at her.
The bird fluttered.
"Princess, a wounded man " she heard, the bird saw how they brought a man with a bleeding hand.
It came towards him and glowed as it touched his hand.
The man was surprised by that, the pain disappeared, his wound healed by magic.
"Incredible," said the man.
The bird flew to Sansa's shoulder again.
"I see that you are very useful" she congratulated him.
The bird sang again.
"What the hell is that!" She heard Arya arrive and sighed.
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Bran cursed as he ran, followed by five Night's Guard.
They were fugitives, clearly.
Traitors.
And they wanted them as a reward.
Bran cursed, Ossa killed the sixth, but the other five were coming at them, Rickon was protected by Meera and defended himself, but they chose to run.
"I have you" He heard and turned to see Rickon being caught by a guard, until Furry got him off of him and ripped off an arm of the night guard.
Bran cursed, they had to flee or be killed.
He preferred to run away.
Hodor was menacing from a distance, not up close.
Bran sighed and stopped, summoning a ship.
It appeared out of nowhere in front of him.
The guards watched in wonder and they took advantage of this.
Meera pierced the first one with her spear.
Ossa stabbed the second one.
Summer and Furry attacked the other two, but the latter took Rickon hostage.
"Stop!" he ordered.
Bran levitated unseen.
He turned around a few meters and got behind him, with great momentum he launched himself at the night guard with the tip of his sword pointed at him.
He turned in time to receive a stab in the stomach and Bran took Rickon by his arms, reached the white room, and went to the computer.
{Name: Brandon Stark
Title: None
Skill Points: 2
Level: 4 (0/130)
Health: 200/200
Mana: 450/450
Attributes: Low
Skills:
Olympic magic level: 1
Atlantic magic: 1
Do you want to spend two skill points and gain the Olympian magic level 2 skill?
Yes/No}
He pressed yes.
{Olympic magic Level: 2
Cost: 120 mana per spell
Electric skin: You electrify your skin, damaging enemies that attack you.}
Bran left the room.
He felt arms lift him up.
"Stop, boy" he heard a whisper and Bran felt a knife at his neck.
" Oh, was there one left? " he asked.
The guard looked at him angrily.
Bran smiled at him.
"Electric skin," he said.
"What?" He muttered and then he felt like tens of thousands of volts of electricity ran through his body.
Meera and the others watched as he fell to the scorched ground and turned to see Brandon Stark.
The boy sighed
He was exhausted.
"Let's continue" he whispered.
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Ned walked down the dock, gripping Ice tightly.
His forces were hitting a trench to the west of where he was, he was heading there in force.
The Ironborn tried to defend their dock, but the Stark had little interest in it. The man stared emotionlessly at the Ironborn approaching him, the first one fell before he knew it, the second was incinerated by the aura of the elements summoned a few seconds before when it collided with his chest.
The third tried to escape.
Emphasizing the word, tried.
Ned moved with inhuman speed, pierced him from behind, and lifted him into the air, while the entire body of the Ironborn was incinerated. He arrived at the white room. He went to the computer.
{Name: Ned Stark
Title: King of the North
Skill Points: 6
Level: 25 (0/13000)
Health: 2100/2100
Mana: 1980/1980
Attributes: Low
Skills:
Swordsmanship Level: 5
Atlantic Magic Level: 4
Do you want to spend five skill points and upgrade the Atlantean Magic skill to level 5?
Yes/No}
Ned pressed yes.
{Atlantic magic Level: 5
Cost: 180 mana per spell
Ice Guardian: You create an ice guardian}
He left the room and saw dozens of enemies approaching him.
"Ice Guardian" he whispered.
A statue of some kind of armored warrior, about two meters tall, was formed and created.
"What is that?" whispered the men.
"Kill" Ned finished.
And the creature ran towards them.
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Balon Greyjoy sighed wearily as he listened to the northern troops destroy the tower door.
He had made a mistake.
But he followed his tradition.
He paid the iron price.
"Eddard Stark the honorable. It's ironic" he muttered.
The door fell and the northerners entered.
He looked up and saw him looking at him.
Ned turned to his men.
"Take the tower," he said.
The others nodded.
Balon watched them retreat.
"Let me guess. Capture, not kill, or perhaps it wasn't my orders, or Theon disobeyed me, all your men exclaimed the same thing" said Ned.
Balon stood up and drew his sword.
"My daughter?" he asked.
"Prisoner," said Ned.
"Theon?" he asked.
Ned shrugged.
"His time will come," he told him.
Balon nodded.
"We Ironborn pay the iron price, we take what we desire, if we fight and win it is ours by right, if not, it never was," said Balon.
"Oh, and you paid for the rebellion, weren't you defeated? " he said.
Balon shrugged.
"We fought for the freedom of the island against Robert Baratheon, with Robert dead we can fight again," he said.
"Ridiculous, but it's too late... You will die, the islands will be reduced to ashes, your iron price, your drowned god is over, I will burn your temples, I will free your servants, I will condemn every Ironborn, from now on these are northern islands" he told him.
" Conquest? Ned Stark a conqueror? " Balon laughed.
"Let's put it this way, you paid the iron price Balon, and all the Ironborn too" Ned finished.
Balon lunged at him and attacked.
Ned didn't even move from the spot, nor did he use his sword, it was simply a blow, his hand moved quickly and hit the Pike leader in the jaw, he fell to the ground, it was pathetic.
He was weak.
With his sword raised, he slashed Balon's sword towards the right side of his body, piercing his right arm.
He screamed and held it in, trying to keep from losing honor.
A futile attempt.
The lord of the north wasted no time and stomped on his head.
"You're sorry," he murmured, stomping on him harder.
"You feel it dying," Ned said.
Balon gasped.
"Your life, your inheritance, your legacy" Ned whispered.
Balon was coughing up blood.
"Your drowned god" Ned finished.
He stomped harder and the man's head literally exploded.
[T/N: ...I-I, am I ok. I don't think I've ever been aroused by a man before.]
Ned Stark looked at the place where his foot was, his head had exploded from the pressure and the Stark stared at him for a few seconds.
"Rickon…Bran…Now they are even" he finished.
He looked ahead and saw how everything lit up, He arrived at the white room.
He arrived at the computer.
You have leveled up and obtained the title of Iron Lord.
[T/N: I am sooooo putting a BAO quote as the chapter title. I was really not enjoying all the system text in the chapter. I don't enjoy the soullessness of it, but the end awoke something in me. I may not be gay, but I was aroused. If you can't wait for the next chapter then check out my Patreon for some advanced chapters! For just $10, you can get access to over 300+ posts. That means you get up to read the entire book two and access to all my other works. You could also just join the free membership, I always appreciate it. (*/ω＼*) ]
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