Arya gasped as she avoided another stab, Rickon had improved a lot since they trained, the boy had leveled up thanks to constant training. And he had become accustomed to Arya's fighting style.
Rickon could have improved his skills, but he chose not to, as they were not necessary for training, and if an enemy attacked, it would help him to know what would be good for him in the future.
Arya fell to the ground, after he used his foot to sweep her legs.
She turned around trying to avoid the blows from her younger brother.
Rickon attacked with skill, and Arya evaded each attack, then counterattacked with needle.
The girl noticed that Rickon was getting closer and closer, with more strength, more speed, more precision.
"Shit" she whispered when she saw him.
Unconsciously summoning her magic, she teleported behind him to kick him.
She arrived at the white room.
"Shit, it was supposed to be without magic, I lost" she whispered and approached the monitor.
{Name: Arya Stark
Title: murderess
Skill Points: 6
Level: 26 (0/14150)
Health: 1300/1300
Mana: 3900/3900
Attributes: Low
Skills: 2
Concealment magic level: 5
Cursed magic level: 5
Do you want to spend six skill points and gain the level 6 concealment magic skill?
Yes/No}
She pressed yes.
{Concealment magic Level: 6
Cost: 150 mana per spell
Summon poison bomb (Paralysis, Blind or Lethal) }
She looked curiously, instead of poison darts there were bombs, she supposed that some were to attack one enemy but the bombs were used to attack groups.
She sighed and left the room.
Rickon approached her annoyed.
"You cheated" He reproached her.
The girl raised her hands in surrender.
"I'm sorry, I reacted," she said.
"Then I win," He said.
Arya raised her eyebrows.
"Ok, ok, what's the score now, this is your victory, for a hundred of mine?" she asked.
The boy looked at her annoyed.
"This is my ninth victory, and I think you've won 3," he said.
Arya glared at him.
"Liar...I'm winning fifteen to seven" she clarified.
Rickon raised an eyebrow.
"Oh, now you remember," he said.
The girl frowned as well.
"You're getting spoiled, brat"
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Jon looked on coldly.
The second sons were attacking the city of Meeren, the boy headed out with his squad, about two hundred men. He was near the west gate.
He saw mercenaries leaving houses with women on their shoulders, taking prizes of war.
Others simply executed anything that came their way.
The boy glared and approached with his men.
Daenerys protected the pyramid with her dragons and the unsullied.
Sir Barristan with his men were posted at the south gate.
Grey Worm and his men sat at the northern gate.
And Jorah with his people were in the east.
Jon watched as they approached him.
"Physical aura" the boy whispered.
He watched as they approached, their speed was greater, the boy gave only one order, "Take no prisoners."
He watched the Stormcrow mercenaries clash with his men and the fighting began.
Jon pierced the first one's neck with his sword, Ghost also attacked every mercenary who approached.
Jon looked at the second one and attacked him, he defended himself.
"Not bad... Elemental aura" he whispered.
His sword charged with electricity.
It was good to have magic.
He didn't want to repeat again what happened on the Dothraki mountain.
The boy threw the sword, hitting the mercenary who fell paralyzed, Jon ended up impaling him on the ground.
The boy arrived at the white room.
He had reached level 49 with 5 skill points.
And he left, heading towards the attacking mercenaries.
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Ned looked at the man.
"So I'm leaving without ransom or reward?" Garlan asked, confused.
Ned nodded.
"The reward will be given later, for now, you are proof of faith," he said.
"It sounds like a deal with my grandmother, be careful where you get into Lord Stark" the man warned him.
Ned nodded.
"I know what I'm doing, there is much to fear from the queen of thorns, even so, I think she understands the situation perfectly," he said.
The Tyrell boy nodded.
"I hope you know what you're doing, for our houses," he said.
Ned nodded.
"You will be given a boat to leave on, as well as fifty of the trapped men, but those will be decided by the northerners, not by you" he clarified.
"Reasonable, please make sure they know how to sail, I'm not very good" he admitted.
Ned nodded again.
"Did Riverrun treat you well?" Ned asked.
Garlan nodded.
"A beautiful place, I don't deny it, the people too. Please thank your daughter, her healing magic has been of great help, she is really what they call her, the saint" he said.
Ned smiled.
"Yes she is, she has grown in an interesting way," he said.
Garlan looked at him and assumed a thoughtful pose.
"My father, he craves power, he wants recognition, he thinks he can be a good hand of the king, but he barely understands the game of thrones, he is a good man, he loves his family, but he could never see the whole picture... He will never accept a deal where my dear sister is not queen, my lord" he warned.
"Olenna thinks the same, but Mace doesn't have many options, we will win the war, Lord Garlan" Ned informed him.
The boy remained silent.
"A queen for a few months, having to take her son out of her hands for the good of others, or the wife of a good noble, someone who loves her, gives her what she needs, makes her happy, and can raise all the children she wants, those are the possible futures for your sister " Ned informed.
Garlan nodded.
"I wish no harm to your family, Lord Garlan, but I will pray to the old gods that your father makes the right decision" Ned finished.
"And I as well, my lord"
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Jon pierced another one, the electric sword had run out and he summoned a fire one, the body fell burnt.
The cleansing of Meeren was now a fact, the west gate was finished, there were no survivors of the storm ravens, the south gate as well by Sir Barristan.
Jon received reports that the legendary knight was heading east to support Jorah and his men, and he opted to head north to support Grey Worm's Unsullied.
There was also the possibility of returning to the pyramid to support Daenerys, but Jon believed that the queen had to demonstrate her power before the people, if he were to support her, he thought that Daenerys would lose followers.
The boy saw Grey Worm and the Unsullied being attacked and headed to support them.
His warriors attacked the mercenaries from behind, Grey Worm saw them.
"And the west gate?" the Unsullied asked, running a mercenary through with his spear.
"It is already freed, the south too, Sir Barristan went to support Jorah Mormont " reported the king of Valyria.
They saw the mercenaries approaching.
"What's happened so far?" the Unsullied asked.
"No survivors left by the storm crows, some soldiers, and a couple of villagers, the crows seemed to be taking loot from the city," he said.
Another sellsword arrived, but was set on fire by Jon's blow.
[T/N: Sellsword is another word for mercenarie]
Ghost howled and a dozen wolves appeared and began to attack the mercenaries.
"Gold or people?" asked the Unsullied.
"Both," he said.
"So the anti-slavery law is being violated," he said.
Jon shrugged.
"What did you expect? It's the main reason they do this" he clarified.
Grey Worm said nothing, he continued his attack more determined.
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Bran kissed his partner passionately as they entered the room.
"I hope you marry me after this Stark" she clarified as she fell onto the bed from a push from the boy.
"Oh yeah?" he said as he positioned himself on top of her.
Meera quickly took off her shirt.
"Oh definitely, or you will know the fury of Howland Reed, not counting my mother, she will make you suffer slowly" she murmured as she felt the boy's lips on her neck.
She let out a moan as he forcefully removed her pants.
"Don't break them," she whispered angrily at the force.
Bran ignored her annoyance.
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Ned Stark watched the ship sail away.
"I hope it's the right thing to do," said his wife.
"Me too," he said. He heard the door open and Ned saw his old friend.
"Any news?" he asked.
Howland Reed looked at him and curiously gave him a letter.
"What's this?" he asked.
"A letter from my son Jojen," he said.
"Then why did you give it to me, it's yours," He said giving it back to him.
"Read it," he said.
'I hope you are doing well.
We have arrived at Winterfell safe and sound.
The trip was dangerous, but Brandon Stark is as we expected, a lord of the North to the core.
We have arrived at Winterfell, I was planning to get back to you, but I don't think I can help in the war.
I was never a warrior, regarding Meera, I'm afraid she's gone and has been replaced by a lady in love.
It was annoying to see her fall in love with Brandon Stark, I can say without doubt, that it is a fully reciprocated love, I think Mr. Rickon Stark fully agrees with me, I tell you these words, because of the uncomfortable glances that have been given throughout the journey to Winterfell, I'm more than sure that they will marry as soon as they arrive or before she decides to go support you in the war.
I'm afraid neither Bran nor Meera are interested in asking their families for permission.
Please, if this letter reaches you on time, let Lord Stark know, I think he should be aware of what is going on in his own home.
With love and respect
Jojen Reed.'
Ned laughed out loud.
"I expected nothing less from Bran," he said.
"I wanted to inform you first of all, I already sent him a response, telling him to stay there, and I'm not aware of what you plan for Brandon's future, but my daughter has never given up on anything she wants" he warned him.
Ned nodded with a smile, handing the letter back to him and watching him leave, as his wife came to his side.
"Is something wrong with Bran?" Catelyn asked at his side.
"I'm afraid Bran will be married soon, if the letter is true, and I don't know Lady Reed as well as her father, but I know Bran, and my son also gets what he wants" he clarified.
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Jon launched another attack, he could already see the pyramid.
He took the south gate with Grey Worm and met Jorah and Sir Barristan heading with their forces to the pyramid.
All of the Storm Ravens' forces were destroyed, except those attacking the pyramid.
Jon could see Daenerys' Dragons attacking a group of men, they were not storm ravens, they were the children of the harpy.
"So they joined together" he muttered.
"Dismember" the boy whispered.
He mercilessly attacked the mercenaries.
He attacked their legs and arms.
Those were literally destroyed to the horror of the enemies.
Jon arrived at the white room.
He went to the computer.
{Name: Jon Snow
Title: King of Valyria/ King of Volantis
Skill Points: 8
Level: 50 (0/129000)
Health: 5100/5100
Mana: 5050/5050
Attributes: Elite
Skills: 2
Swordsmanship Level: 6
Summoning Magic Level: 7
Do you want to spend seven skill points and upgrade the swordsmanship skill to level 7?
Yes/No}
Jon pressed yes.
{Swordsmanship Level: 7
Cost: 90 mana per spell
Aura of slowness: The blow leaves the opponent paralyzed with slow magic.}
Jon looked curious, it wasn't what he expected, but he wouldn't complain.
He noticed that there were no improvements.
He left the room and saw the mercenaries trying to flee, his men and the Unsullied were holding them back.
Daenerys came on her dragon.
Jon looked at her.
"It's all over"
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