Jon looked at the white room, he had gone up a to level 61 with 7 skill points, the boy left the room.
And he saw the men before him.
He smiled and pointed his sword at them.
The three enemies ran across the deck of the ship towards him.
"Aura of the elements" Jon whispered.
His sword released an icy vapor.
The first one launched his attack.
Jon stopped him and he screamed as his hand froze.
Jon smiled as he punched the man to the ground.
The other two looked at him with fear.
"Come on, come on" he ordered.
They looked at each other, shook their heads, and attacked.
Jon easily evaded his attack, and pierced one through the stomach.
His strength increased by level and he was at a higher level.
"Critical hit" he whispered.
His sword felt lighter.
It had been a long time since he had used this ability, the first one he had obtained, so long ago in Winterfell.
Jon attacked the mercenary's sword, it was destroyed on contact, and before he could even be surprised he was decapitated.
Jon looked at the last one on the ground, who was looking at him with fear.
He smiled maliciously and decapitated him too.
The boy was bored, the ships were attacking without letting them enter the port.
"I'm not going to hold back" he muttered.
"Your majesty" He heard and saw three of his soldiers appear.
He felt uneasy.
It was instinctive, he raised his sword and stopped a stab.
Jon looked at the soldier who was looking at him in surprise and punched him in the face.
He fell to the ground and his face came off.
"Oh, so it was you, the faceless men, you couldn't wait for me to get to your headquarters?" he asked.
The man stood up and looked at him emotionlessly, the others pulled out their weapons.
"Physical aura…Blood aura" Jon whispered.
The faceless men attacked, Jon defended himself without problems, he attacked, dodged, and blocked.
The first one was pierced for a few minutes in combat, the second one attacked him from behind, Jon evaded his attack, and decapitated him.
The third one observed.
"Beginners, apparently," Jon muttered.
She attacked, Jon stopped her stab with his sword through her stomach.
"Dragon Rider" he whispered.
Out of nowhere a dragon appeared, it was his maximum at the current level, he could summon three dragon knights, of his dragons, two of which he already possessed, he had summoned the first one in Yunkai, the second in Qarth that had appeared with the previous one he had, since when he used his summons, he could also bring those he had previously summoned, even if they were far away and now he summoned the third. As if they were summoned, the other two appeared as well.
"Destroy all enemy ships, but do not attack the city yet," he told them.
The three of them nodded.
Jon saw them fly away and quickly, dozens of flames were seen, he saw how the enemy ships fell one by one in a matter of minutes.
He felt a light shining in his eyes and arrived at the white room.
Jon noticed that neither Arya nor his wife were there and shrugged, he didn't really understand the team, sometimes they appeared and sometimes they didn't, he quickly pressed team and chose to make one with Robb. Then he went to the computer.
{Name: Jon Snow
Title: King of Valyria/ King of Volantis/ King of the Dragons
Skill Points: 11
Level: 62 (0/203990)
Health: 6300/6300
Mana: 6250/6250
Attributes: Elite
Skills: 2
Swordsmanship Level: 8
Summoning Magic Level: 8
Do you want to spend nine skill points and level up your sword skill to level 9?
Yes/No}
Jon pressed yes.
{Swordsmanship Level: 9
This skill has two upgrades.
Cost: 350 mana
Summoning Aura: Summons ghosts of fallen warriors to aid you in battle. Lasts thirty minutes.}
Jon looked interested.
But then without saying anything else he left the white room.
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Rickon gasped as he attacked a new enemy, he had leveled up to 23 with four skill points during the journey, he had arrived at Starfield a few days ago, camping with his allies and father.
During the attack they split into two, Ned attacked the west side with his men, while Jorah Mormont and he with the men delivered by Daenerys Targaryen attacked the east.
The boy gasped as more enemies approached, the sand and the heat bothering him. Jorah was fighting a few meters behind.
His style was more one where endurance and defense was everything, as opposed to Rickon who was more of an attacker.
The boy looked at his blades.
His Medusa aura gave his weapons a greenish appearance, his enemies were petrified, and he took advantage to eliminate them but there were too many.
The boy threw his blade forward and it hit another enemy in the chest, he turned to stone and the boy raised his hand and the blade returned to him.
He looked to his side and saw his direwolf jumping from enemy to enemy. He smiled at the sight and another enemy approached.
"Vital point" he whispered.
And he notice a little glow in the enemy.
He ran towards him, dodged another blow, and attacked at the point.
The enemy fell dead a second after that and the boy felt his eyes glow, he arrived at the white room.
He let out a sigh and went to the computer.
{Congratulations, you and your direwolf have leveled up!}
Rickon smiled and saw what it was saying about Shaggydog.
{Name: Shaggydog
Familiar
Level: 4
Combination of senses: Shares his senses with his owner.}
The boy nodded, he already knew about that, about Bran. He looked at his status screen.
{Name: Rickon Stark
Title: Forest Apprentice
Skill Points: 6
Level: 24 (0/ 11600)
Health: 2400/2400
Mana: 1200/1200
Attributes: Low
Skills:
Light Weapons Level: 6
Do you want to spend six skill points and get the second Light Weapons skill upgrade at level 6?
Yes/No}
He pressed yes.
{Light Weapons Level: 6
Cost: 70 mana.
Medusa aura: The weapon petrifies the enemy for two minutes.
Upgrade 1: Doubles petrification time.
Upgrade 2: Has a 40% chance to make petrification permanent.}
The boy looked interested and left the room. He saw Jorah facing a strong-looking man with a huge sword, and went out to help him.
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Ned attacked the enemies without mercy.
He could see in the distance that his men had taken several prisoners.
Their objectives were two in particular.
The first and foremost, Gerold Dayne, and the second, the heir of the Manwoodys, Mors.
He had his physical aura active and two ice guardians protecting him.
He watched as a pair of men approached, surrounding a young man.
"Lord Stark," he said arrogantly.
"Lord Gerlod, I presume," Ned said.
He smiled at her.
"So this is who killed the morning star" Gerold muttered.
"You don't look like much," he said.
Ned did not let himself be pressured.
"Are you done, kid?" he asked.
Gerold laughed.
But Ned didn't let him continue.
"Kill them" he ordered.
Gerold watched in horror as Ned's guards launched themselves at his squad.
Gerold pulled out the Dawn Sword and pointed it at him nervously.
Ned approached and attacked.
His speed was greater than the boy believed, he could barely stop him.
' He's better than I thought ' Darkstar thought.
Ned looked at him and attacked harder.
"I'm not afraid of you!" said the boy.
Ned ignored him and continued his attack.
"The Martells are finished, I am the one who will lead Dorne," he said.
"You're nothing," Ned told him, and hit him in the face.
Darkstar glared at him from the ground and Ned raised an eyebrow at him, then put his sword away.
"What are you doing? What about the fight?" he asked.
"It's over," he said, pointing behind Gerold.
He looked and saw with horror the guards approaching, he tried to attack but it was too late, one of them grabbed his hands and the sword of Alba fell to the ground, the other grabbed his feet and pulled hard.
Gerold felt his limbs being torn off with superhuman strength. The scream of pain was heard throughout Starfield.
Ned felt a glow in his eyes, and he entered the white room. He reached level 37 with 5 skill points before leaving.
"Enough!" he heard and saw a man leaving Campoestrella, he looked desperate and he saw how he had a woman who looked like Ashara grabbed by the waist.
"Moss, give up," he told him.
"No, you will leave or this bitch will die," he told him.
Ned looked at him and shook his head.
"You don't understand your place Moss, and it was not advisable to leave the protection of your walls," he said.
The man looked at him confused and then felt something strange, like a chill.
It all happened so fast, one second he was fine, the next he had a knife stuck in his shoulder.
Moss screamed and the blade came out of his shoulder and into the hands of a young boy, meanwhile, Moss felt as if he was immobile, and could not attack his hostage, quickly someone took Allyria Dayne away from him, he looked up and saw a man of northern appearance, and with a quick movement, the northerner punched him in the face, the heir of the Manwoody fell to the ground unconscious.
The woman, still holding on to the man, looked at him with gratitude.
"Who are you my lord?" she asked.
"Mormont, Jorah Mormont, my lady" the woman heard.
"Good job, Mormont" they heard and Allyria Dayne saw Ned approaching, Jorah let go of her and nodded at Stark.
" Ned Stark, you took revenge for my brother, I thank you," she said.
Ned nodded.
"You've grown Allyria" he complimented her.
Then he raised his sword.
"Defeat the enemies, free the Dayne!"
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Sansa watched all the men drive the Lannisters out of the Riverlands, watching intently as allies came to be healed.
The girl watched her husband from a distance fighting bravely.
He knew he was making a name for himself among the northerners.
Beyond Stark or Targaryen.
Jon Connignton at his side drove away his king's enemies.
Around him was a phoenix that protected Aegon from attacks, throwing out a flame, a small gift that Sansa made for him.
She herself had her family members do the same for her.
And her Sacred Place covered her from any evil.
She had been seriously thinking about going with Robb or her father, she wanted to stay with her husband, but honestly.
These were the last Lannisters, unless they attacked the west, their help would be more useful with them, she had already spoken to Aegon about that and he agreed.
Until they attack the West, their help would be greater in the domain or Dorne.
She saw another group of soldiers approaching her.
"Heal Battalion...Full regeneration" she whispered and her magic flew through the air and reached the battalion.
They shouted for joy and recovered from their wounds.
Sansa felt a bright light in her eyes when she opened them she was in the white room, she went to the computer.
{Name: Sansa Stark
Title: Saint
Skill Points: 8
Level: 32 (0/35900)
Health: 1650/1650
Mana: 3050/3050
Attributes: Low
Skills:
Blessed magic level: 6
Do you want to spend seven skill points and upgrade the Blessed Magic skill to level 7?
Yes/No}
He pressed yes.
{Blessed magic Level: 7
Cost: 370 mana per spell
Holy Rain: Summons a shower of light that damages enemies and heals allies.}
The girl blinked and looked excitedly.
It was the first attack magic she got. She left the place and cancelled her Sacred Place.
The soldiers looked at this in confusion.
"Holy Rain" she whispered.
Her body lit up and a cloud-like mist came out of it and stayed about ten meters above the ground, it began to release a golden rain.
A scream was heard and they saw an enemy fall as if an arrow had hit him, and then another and another.
While her soldiers were unaffected, some were even slightly healed.
An attack and defense magic in a specific space.
Aegon came to her side.
"New magic?" he asked.
"New magic," Sansa admitted.
Aegon looked at her with a smile.
"This battle is over, the Lannisters are fleeing to the west, for now," he said.
"I'll be going, then. Robb and Father need me there" she muttered.
Aegon nodded.
"I would go with you" he whispered.
"Your duty is here, you have already done much for the rivers, the nobles acclaim your name, but it is not enough, you need more, do not fear, I will return soon"
[T/N: Fuck Patreon, truly. You have probably read it in my note, but I got hacked or something, and my account was deactivated without warning.
I did not receive a warning or anything; there were over 300 chapters.
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But, I will only be posting chapters here from now on.
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