Chapter 23: Opening the King's Landing Dungeon Instance
The Narrow Sea, The Stepstones, Cutthroat Isle
"Awoo..."
Amidst the loud, repetitive cries of seagulls, Sarene, who was still in her dreams, slowly opened her beautiful purple eyes.
As she sat up, her beautiful silver-gold long hair fell across her chest following her movements, framed by her lovely tresses and her beautiful lace-trimmed nightgown.
The perfect body of this beautiful woman appeared exceptionally alluring under the reflection of the early morning sun; it was only a pity that such beautiful scenery could only be seen by the girls around her.
"Sister Sarene! Good morning!"
"Good morning, Acacia! Have you already finished serving Lord Jon and returned?"
Sarene's voice was very gentle, making one feel as if they were bathed in a spring breeze.
"Yes, he is different from those noble lords, and even more different from those pirates. He always dresses himself; I only go there to help him clean up and bring him breakfast."
The freckle-faced girl named Acacia said with some disappointment. Although there were slight blemishes on her face, she was still very satisfied with her figure.
"Hahaha, our Acacia is in heat!"
"Don't do anything reckless, or watch out for Ghost biting your butt!"
"That's right, don't follow Rose's example! She snuck into Lord Jon's room and was almost scared to death by Ghost, hahaha!"
"Hmph! You all just know how to bully me!"
...Since it was about time, more and more girls woke up from their dreams. After hearing a topic everyone was interested in, the words of the girls who woke up later also increased.
"Alright, alright, everyone stop messing around. Lord Jon might already be waiting for us. Hurry up, we still have to finish the remaining lessons today! Lord Jon's time is very precious."
Sarene's voice appeared at the right time, causing all the girls who were prepared to make a scene to quiet down.
Sarene, who was literate, had always held a high status in the hearts of many bed slaves from Lys, as most of the girls here came from Lys.
So over time, everyone came to treat this gentle woman with Valyrian blood as an older sister figure.
"Sister Sarene, what's the use of learning these things? Doesn't Lord Jon have that magical potion? Onion, whose body was pierced by a wooden stake, got better all at once. What's the point of us doing this?"
Acacia asked somewhat nonchalantly as she watched Sarene folding the quilts.
"But before he recovered, you should have seen what Lord Jon did, right?"
Sarene explained patiently while folding her quilt.
At this moment, Acacia finally reacted and spoke with some excitement:
"Oh! I understand. That is to say, these things we are learning now are what Lord Jon calls 'wound treatment,' is that how it's pronounced?"
"Yes, Lord Jon has already said that once we have fully mastered these techniques, he will bestow that magical potion upon us so we can help those injured soldiers in the future."
After finishing everything, Sarene led everyone toward the second-floor hall.
Since this was the only spacious area in the entire Pirate Fortress, Jon usually conducted his teaching here.
The first floor of the Pirate Fortress consisted of the living quarters, the prison, and the supply warehouse, while the second floor contained the hall, the master bedroom, the treasure room, and the armory. Jon and several of his trusted subordinates usually lived here.
When Sarene and her group arrived at the hall, Jon was already sitting on the throne, and on the long table in front of him sat a somewhat strange stone.
"That is!"
When Sarene saw that stone, her pupils shrank violently, as if she had seen some kind of terrifying monster.
Despite the inexplicable fear in her heart, years of training as a bed slave had taught Sarene the skill of restraining her expressions.
So, right now Sarene still appeared as calm as a light breeze and floating clouds, but in reality, her heart was in a state of upheaval.
"Lord Jon!..."
Hearing the shouts of the many girls in the hall, Jon's somewhat foul mood gradually recovered. The reason for his bad mood was precisely the dragon egg on the long table in front of him.
After obtaining Brynden Rivers' treasure, Jon was very happy. The dragon egg, acting as the icing on the cake, gave him the feeling of being hit by a massive treasure.
But while gold, silver, and jewelry all had value and would be analyzed by the system space, the system provided no prompts whatsoever for this dragon egg.
Originally, Jon thought this dragon egg would be preset by the system as dragonstone, but when he actually touched the dragon egg, the system gave no indication.
So during this period, Jon had been using fire to scorch this dragon egg, hoping to use this method to awaken the power or life within it.
Unfortunately, after several days of repeated scorching, this thing remained just like a stone, without any reaction.
If he weren't afraid it would crack or be destroyed, Jon would have wanted to throw it into a volcano to try, as there happened to be an active volcano on Cutthroat Isle.
"Could it be that only my cheap aunt can accomplish this feat?"
After many consecutive days of testing, Jon could finally only reach such a conclusion.
"This broken system is also useless. If only it could sell dragonstone directly to me. Or is it because the magic in this world hasn't recovered yet, so the system isn't responding!"
After understanding the crux of the matter, Jon began to look forward to the arrival of that red comet. In a certain poorly-ended TV series, the officials never specifically described the red comet.
Combining certain behaviors of Daenerys Targaryen before the dragons appeared, Jon felt that she might have summoned the red comet in the sky by chance due to a sacrifice and some immature Blood Magic.
Of course, there was also the possibility that the red comet just happened to appear at that time, which was why those three dead dragon egg fossils were hatched.
Just thinking about this made Jon's head ache, because time would not wait for anyone, and the army of White Walkers could head south at any time.
Although Jon could go to The Wall to perform dungeon missions and investigate the situation beyond The Wall along the way, without the support of powerful forces, the strength of the White Walkers would only continue to accumulate.
Moreover, Jon remembered very clearly that the wights controlled by those White Walkers were able to move within The Wall. So this meant that wights, and even the White Walkers themselves, could cross The Wall.
"Lord Jon! Lord Jon!"
Amidst the repeated calls, Jon's mind finally returned to his body, and only then did he realize that the girls of the rescue team had been waiting here for a long time.
"Sorry, sorry, I just spaced out!"
"It's alright, Lord Jon. You have far too many things to worry about; we all understand. So, are we continuing our lessons today?"
Sarene, acting like an older sister from next door, spoke up. Although she was standing far away, Jon could still sense the faint fragrance coming from her.
"Of course. Once we finish learning today, the course will be over. And as a reward for completing the course, I will give the 'vulnerary' to you."
Jon, who had unknowingly become a bit distracted, quickly composed himself and replied.
Upon noticing Jon's change, a flash of surprise seemed to cross Sarene's eyes, but this fleeting emotion was so faint that Jon didn't notice it at all.
"Alright, let's begin today's lesson!"
After Jon stood up, he walked straight down the steps to the girls of the rescue team. Rose and Acacia, who were usually more enthusiastic, had already thoughtfully moved over an ugly wooden dummy.
Since there wasn't much to do on Cutthroat Isle during this time, and the soldiers' training was gradually getting on track.
So, once he had some free time, Jon began to work on the training plan for the girls of the medical team.
Besides relying on the strength and discipline of the army, marching and fighting also have a significant relationship with logistical support and medical standards.
Jon's cheap uncle-in-law, who had traversed Essos, died from a wound infection. Although the methods of that maegi and the assistance of his cheap aunt played a role in it.
But this incident also served as side evidence for the importance of medical issues. Therefore, after learning that the pirates had a large group of poor, helpless prostitutes here, Jon also thought of using this method to help them.
Due to the pirates' heartless abuse, most of these girls had already become indifferent to life and death, and they would not appear too flustered when facing exposed bodies.
Under these circumstances, these girls who received specialized education could quickly adapt when performing medical rescue.
"Alright, everyone stand back a bit. Today I'm going to show you the bandaging method after losing a limb..."
"Wow..."
"Lord Jon has summoned the god-bestowed weapon..."
"A miracle..."
Because Jon had always used the dagger at his waist for casualty demonstrations before, he had never shown 'dark sister' in front of everyone. When he summoned this weapon from the void, all these girls screamed in excitement.
"Alright, alright, don't get excited. Learning is what's important!"
After slightly satisfying a certain desire to show off in his heart, Jon turned his gaze toward a certain beautiful purple-eyed girl.
But what Jon found strange was that she didn't show surprise, but rather a face full of inexplicable horror!
"Dungeon Instance mission opening..."
Just as Jon was feeling strange, an electronically synthesized voice that he both loved and hated appeared directly in his mind.
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