Chapter 10[Volume 2]
Jon gasps, as his men clear the forest of centaurs.
A few days had passed, and the boy saw the improvements in Valyria, he decided to continue conquering the dungeons, reaching Oros which had two dungeons, and the first one was already difficult.
The boy arrived with Ghost and a squad of hunters, seven of them.
He had learned that every enemy the hunters or Ghost eliminated gave him a portion of experience.
He called them passive points.
In other words, points you get for free, not from doing something but from those you got from summons. Or from your familiar.
Those points were minimal, contrary to what he would get if he did it himself, but point by point he was filling his experience.
Something new was that he no longer underestimated the monsters in the dungeons, the snake woman from the previous one almost killed his Direwolf and in the previous one, he required the hunters to hunt the harpy.
But this dungeon was surrounded by forests, and they were attacked by horses that were half men, centaurs.
They were strong, fast, and handled swords, spears, and bows.
Not to mention that a charge from one of these was like being attacked by a horse, in the worst case it would kill you, in the best it would break a couple of bones.
He had learned in Valyria that dungeons had not become extinct, but had shrunk, and that even if there was a way to re-enter the boss's room, he got fewer points for beating them, but it was still a good idea to send his men there in the future, either for training or to gain experience points.
Of course, the dungeon bosses did not always give the same experience, it decreased by level, the stronger you were, the less experience you got.
But his men could learn to coordinate, adapt, develop attack and defense strategies.
He had talked to the architects the other day about summoning, and Jon learned that there was a limited number of summons he could do, it wasn't as easy as just summoning men, going to sleep, and summoning more. But for each level he went up, the skills, attributes, or number of people he could summon increased.
In other words, a peasant summoned at level one is not the same as one summoned at level 10.
And that affects all summons.
What's more, when a summon has buffs, it also gives buffs to the others, but it's not explained because it's random.
But the number of summons was limited, he couldn't just keep summoning, he had a limit.
Jon looked ahead, and with a quick movement he turned to the side just in time to evade another arrow, three of his hunters were with him, the others inside the forest, eliminating enemies, the hunters were good in forests, but they were not warriors, their only ability in the dungeons was to use arrows, they had good aim, but not the best.
Jon saw the two centaurs arrive, they were near the dungeon boss's room.
The boy ordered his men to attack and the centaurs fell when the hunters attacked them with a dozen arrows.
Jon reached the dungeon boss, a cave in a mountain, and entered.
Then he flew backwards and fell five meters back, something hit him.
He looked and saw something disgusting, it had the appearance of a man, but the body and head of a bull.
This one was blowing smoke out of his mouth.
"Minotaur" he muttered, remembering the old nanny's tales. The boy stood up, his ribs hurt from falling so many meters backwards, or just from the blow.
One held up a bit, it looked like it was broken, hopefully, it could be recovered with the magic of the game after sleeping.
He looked ahead and saw the bull-man holding a huge battle axe.
The three hunters did not stand still and shot arrows, but the bull was covered in metal armor and stopped the arrows.
It let out a cry of fury and ignored Jon, counterattacking the hunters with its axe.
The first one fell immediately split in half.
Jon looked at his strength in horror.
He prepared himself, the other hunters continued shooting arrows.
"Aura of the elements," he said.
His sword turned white.
Ice was the only elemental skill incapable of enhancement, the weakest, and Jon cursed, but it was random, he couldn't choose the element.
The bull saw him and headed towards him.
Ghost jumped on his back and scratched him with his claws, but the bullman felt nothing and hit Ghost with his hand in the jaw, the wolf was thrown back by the blow.
Jon swung his sword, the minotaur used his axe and hit the sword, the force of the blow sent Jon back two meters.
The beast let out a loud howl, damaged by the ice it made when its axe hit Jon's sword.
Jon watched as his eyes turned red with fury.
"Shit" he whispered as he stood up.
"Critical hit" the boy whispered.
The minotaur swung an axe at Jon, who dodged and counterattacked. The bullman used his axe as protection and held off the attack.
" He's very strong, critical hits don't affect him," he thought in horror.
Then an arrow hit him in the leg.
The minotaur looked at him and let out a howl of pain, turning to see one of the remaining hunters and ran towards him.
Jon watched in horror as the beast grabbed the hunter by the neck and ripped his head off with its hands.
The monster's strength was immense, he knew he couldn't let them catch him or Ghost, or it would all be over.
' I need to do something ' he thought.
The minotaur approached and felt a blow on his back, he saw the last hunter shooting arrows at him, Jon saw him head towards him and then, another arrow came from the opposite side.
Jon turned to see the hunters from the forest approaching, with a pack of centaurs in pursuit.
The minotaur let out a war cry and ran towards them, Jon noticed that he was attacking his hunters and centaurs alike.
"He has no intelligence, he can't recognize his allies" Jon muttered.
The centaurs also began to attack the minotaur when they noticed a more powerful enemy than the hunters attacking them.
But Jon did not waste the opportunity that his hunters granted him, he ran towards the minotaur who was distracted by his men and the centaurs.
"Break defense" he muttered.
His sword flashed and he launched an attack, while the monster was distracted.
The sound of glass breaking was heard, the creature's armor fell, and it let out a howl of pain.
The centaurs took advantage and launched their spears and swords at the unprotected beast, Jon moved away and the hunters shot arrows.
The minotaur used his war axe with fury, eliminating the centaurs one by one, but his wounds increased, the hunters continued to launch arrow after arrow.
Jon watched as the creature's legs, torso, and shoulders turned green from the wounds his hunters had inflicted.
And he prepared to finish him off when he was weaker, he took a fallen sword, it lit up with fire, the aura of the elements was still active.
" So this is the aura of dual elements," he thought curiously.
He didn't hesitate and ran towards the minotaur.
The animal swung an axe at him, but he was slower because of his wounds. Jon easily dodged the axe and plunged his ice" imbued sword into its stomach.
The creature let out a scream of pain, ice began to form in its stomach and chill its entire body and Jon with a quick movement used his sword imbued with fire on its neck. The contact made it explode and expelled its head from its body.
The sound the minotaur was making ended as it flew through the air and fell to the ground. Jon fell to the ground, and noticed he was in the white room, he sighed and walked over to the computer. He reached level 17 with 2 skill points, then left the dungeon.
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Robb looked at him in surprise, he couldn't imagine that Support Magic was so useful, the strength of his men increased along with his fury, he had seen the great Jon Umber cut a man in half with his sword.
Dacey smashes heads with her war hammer, in seconds.
The boy couldn't believe how useful his magic was for war.
Magic that helped him increase his strength was useful, but not to his entire army.
It was great.
The battles were much simpler.
His men were dominated by an internal fury that increased their forces so much that the Southerners could barely hold them back for a moment.
The boy watched as the army of lions fell man by man.
Two enemy soldiers charged at him, Robb landed a blow on one, piercing its stomach, and Grey Wind blasted the other away.
The boy found himself in the white room.
{Congratulations! Your Direwolf has obtained the familiar title, with which he obtains powers from the game.
Name: Grey Wind
Familiar
Level: 1
Communication: Communicates with his master mentally.}
The boy looked curious.
" Will I be able to talk to him? " He wondered excitedly.
He left the room.
"Grey Wind," he said.
" Yes? " asked the wolf.
"Hehehe, you understand me" he murmured with a little surprise, he still couldn't believe it.
" I always did" he replied.
The boy smiled.
It felt strange talking to his partner, his voice was somewhat solemn.
Robb saw some men approaching and launched his attack.
They fell easily. Their speed and strength increased rapidly, but their fatigue increased, requiring them to improve their physical ability. Magic was useful but had a time limit.
Robb arrived back in the white room. He had leveled up and went to the computer and put his character screen on.
{Name: Robb Stark
Title: None
Level: 2 (0/50)
Health: 150/150
Mana: 150/150
Attributes: Low
Skills: 1
Support Magic Level: 1
Do you want to spend a skill point and gain the swordsmanship skill at level: 1?
Yes/No}
He pressed yes.
{Swordsmanship Level: 1
This skill has two upgrades.}
Robb felt his muscles explode in pain, dozens of images appeared in his mind, sword movements, attack, and defense, the boy let out a sigh of pain and looked at the screen.
{Swordsmanship Level: 1
Cost: 20 mana
Critical hit: Deals critical hits to opponents for 30 seconds. Critical hits affect the opponent's weaknesses, damaging the opponent with the player's strength + an extra sixty percent.}
" Useful" He muttered before leaving.
He returned to the battlefield and saw three men approaching.
"Critical hit" he whispered.
Robb launched his attack, hitting one of them in the shoulder and it exploded with force, the soldier screamed in pain.
His companions watched in horror as he fell to the ground with a single blow, and that distraction was all Robb needed to finish off another, piercing his chest with his sword.
The last soldier got into an attack stance, but Grey Wind lunged at him and bit his neck.
"They're finished," he muttered and looked at his men who were staring at him in wonder at the destructive power he had.
"You are stronger than you seem, prince" laughed the great Jon Umber.
Robb watched as the Lannisters prepared in the rear.
"ATTACK!" He shouted, giving his men the ability of Support Magic again.
A war cry rang out across the battlefield, and the Northerners crushed the Southerners.
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Sansa looked at her patient, giving him Full Regeneration.
"Is it true that you are leaving, my lady?" asked one of the slaves.
"Yes, Jake, but don't fear, I'll be back soon" Sansa assured him.
The slave nodded.
It was a relief to have her there.
The masters of Volantis did not care about them, they used them as workers, soldiers, lovers, but they cared very little about their health.
Only the Maegyr family saw them as people, and Talisa Maegyr was a healer, who was the only one in all of Volantis who gave them free medicine.
Sansa was a blessing to them, her leaving was a low blow, although before leaving, Talisa gave orders to continue caring, she had trained three of her slaves as healers with orders not to turn anyone away.
Sansa turned to the last slave and cast her full heal, finding herself in the white room. She had reached level 7 with one skill point.
She left the room and saw Arya waiting for her.
"Ready? " the girl asked.
Sansa nodded
"Yes, for today, I still can't believe that we're going to Valyria," said the girl.
Arya smiled.
She dreamed of seeing Valyria, from old nanny's legends, Valyria was her favorite.
The girl waited for Sansa to finish, to accompany her to her home, one of the houses of the Maegyr family who welcomed them, since they were friends of Talisa, and supposedly from Westeros, although they did not know who they really were.
Only Talisa did it.
Only the heiress of the house won her father's trust.
" He must have arrived with Robb by now, " Sansa thought.
Then he shook his head.
" It's not too soon," she thought.
They left the place, they had to wait at home for their father, who was a few kilometers away from Volantis, preparing the ship.
Arya let out a bored yawn and looked at Sansa.
"Let's go already, I'm hungry"
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Ned examines the ship he had summoned, he was getting a bit of practice, the trip from Westeros to Essos was quick, and he was focused on protecting the girls, he never got around to examining the ship fully.
With the summoning of ships, these are warships, about one hundred and forty feet long by about twenty feet wide. It had three giant sails, four quarters, the captain's cabin was also quite large, as well as a hold with a kitchen in the basement. Once the ship is summoned, the holds are immediately filled with food, which was a blessing on their journey, since they had not planned anything.
But there are also the two improvements that the skill had.
Improving attack and defense.
For defense, the ship was covered in metal instead of wood, large pieces of metal on top of the wood, Ned had no idea how it managed to keep from sinking under the weight, plus the wood of the masts was extremely thick, the windows of the rooms had metal bars protecting them from invaders.
Not to mention that all the doors had keys and closed automatically, they only opened for the ship's crew, if it was attacked by pirates, they would be in trouble even to open the door.
It also had a fire alarm system, large buckets of water were full and waiting, automatically when there was a fire these were activated to put out the fire in the main parts such as the sails, captain's cabin, rooms, and holds.
For the improvement of weapons.
The ship had a system of scorpions around it, two large and four small, which looked like crossbows but the size of a person, and carried large arrows the size of spears as ammunition. For attacks on land, air, or water.
The two largest were at the front and back of the ship, their ammunition was huge harpoons with giant chains, to catch other ships.
The man continued to watch for a bit and thought they were ready.
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In Highgarden Olenna watched her spy intently.
"Volantis, why the hell did they go to Volantis? Do they have allies? " she asked.
"I don't know yet," he said.
Olenna nodded.
When she heard of Ned Stark and his daughters' escape, she laughed out loud and toasted the northerner for humiliating Tywin Lannister, but his escape to Volantis is something she doesn't quite understand.
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In Dorne, Oberyn laughed out loud.
"This is the best time of the year, poor Tywin," she said with a smile.
Doran looked at her with amusement.
"The lion has lost its claws" whispered the prince of Dorne.
"May we?" Oberyn said.
"Not yet, but this moves things forward, the Lannisters are focused on the Starks, let the lions and wolves devour each other, now is the time to improve our alliance, with the marriage of Daenerys and Khal Drogo, the Targaryens gain an army of forty thousand," he said.
Oberyn looked uncertain.
"The Dothraki are good on land, not at sea," he said.
Doran shrugged.
"Viserys is engaged to Arianne, even if he doesn't know it, as soon as they reach the seven kingdoms, the lions will fall before the snakes" whispered the crown prince of Sunspear.
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