Chapter 52

We arrive at the highest tower of the palace, and when we open the door, I can see another mountain of gold and jewelry. However, what caught my attention was the shelf full of vials. I can feel something from the vials.

"This is it, my lord. Those vials are the key to hatching the three dragon eggs."

I walk toward the shelf and see a book nearby.

"Rejuvenate Dead Dragon Eggs"

I read the title of the book in the Valyrian language. I might not be fluent in speaking Valyrian, but I know how to read Valyrian books.

I read through the books and learned that the egg needs an enormous amount of mana to be born. This vial is an accumulation of mana the Valyrians gather from the volcano near them. However, this comes with consequences.

The biggest one is that it makes the volcanoes near them unstable, as all of the volcanoes around the Valyrian Freehold are man-made volcanoes. The books tell me a little bit about the origin of Valyrian.

We are the first humans who can harness magic, but because the Valyrian Peninsula is not a great place to practice magic because of its lack of mana veins that travel to the Valyrian Peninsula, they cannot practice magic to the fullest.

To fix this problem, the first Dragon Lord decided to use his magic to create a mana generator. He made a magic formation that produces mana from the volcanoes in the Valyrian Peninsula.

Sadly for him, his descendants become too cocky and think they know everything. They take the magic formation piece by piece to dwell into foul magic like blood magic and necromancy. One by one, the formation collapses, and because the piece that stabilizes the volcanoes is the first to be taken, the volcanoes start to get out of all control, and the magic it produces becomes a curse instead of a blessing.

"My lord?"

I snap from my thoughts and look at Melisandre.

"Sorry about that."

I take out five shulker chests and say.

"Take all the loot and store them in these chests. Melisandre, make sure they don't store anything bad. We don't want a cursed item to get inside the chest."

"Yes, my lord."

While the others take all the treasure in this room, I walk toward the shelf and take a shulker box. This shulker box is the shulker box that stores the remaining shulker boxes. I take an empty one and store all the vials.

I will study this later. I look around and notice a pile of books next to the shelf.

I read the books one by one, and most of them are about restoration spells. It looks like after they know they did fucked up, they try to restore the magic circle, but it is too late. After the volcanoes erupt and release curses into the air, all of them die before they can leave this place.

Some of the Dragon Lords decide to use their magic to cast sadistic spells toward their slaves once again. They are the ones creating the undead that roam this place and expand their undead army.

Each human who died in the hands of the undead will become an undead themselves. That is why there are a lot of undead when we come here. There are too many people that die in the sea as they try to reach this place.

After Melisandre is done with her screening job, she helps me divide the books I want to bring and the books that contain dark magic.

When we are done, I take a deep breath and say.

"Let's get out of here."

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|3rd POV|

While Viserys and his crew are busy adventuring in the Valyrian Peninsula, the war in Westeros starts to calm down. After months of war between the Ironborn and the Royal Family, the Ironborn finally get cornered in their islands.

Unlike in the canon timeline, where they can take many woods from Bear Island after their defeat at Seagard, they get a surprise attack from House Mormon. Unlike in the canon timeline, where they are recovering from the winter, in this timeline, they do not need to recover for long, and they have time to build ships for trade.

The Mormons might not have the number, but they are fierce warriors. Even the women from Bear Islands can fight against a full fledged warrior from the Iron Islands.

Without even directly helping the Royal Family, Solaris Kingdom helped them win the civil war or at least helped them reduce the time of the war to only a few months and not nearly a year of fighting.

Now, they are approaching Pyke, the last bastion of the Ironborn Rebellion. At the moment, they are anchored near Banefort. It is the nearest ally territory to the Iron Islands. It only takes two days of sailing to Pyke if the wind is on their side.

"What do you know about Pyke?"

Robert looks at Lord Quenten Banefort with a serious expression. This is not Robert the Fat King but rather Robert Baratheon the Warrior—the man who defeated Rhaegar Targaryen, the Silver Prince.

"Pyke stands on top of a giant pillar, and the only way to enter that castle is through the narrow bridge between the castle and the first fortress in the front that is sitting on a cliff. To enter the Lord's Chamber, we also need to go through another small bridge to enter the third rock pillar where the Lord's Chamber stands."

Robert nods his head and says.

"How many men the Squid have left? We beat them on the sea and on the land. How many of them left? What do you think, Ned?"

Eddard Stark put his hand on his chin and thought. After a few seconds, he says.

"A thousand and a few hundred. Two thousand will be the biggest, and one thousand at least. However, we don't know if the other houses will come to help Greyjoy in Pyke. If they come to their aid, their force can reach up to five thousand."

"Five thousand, huh? That is quite a lot."

Robert grins and says.

"Good! The more, the better! We will depart at Dawn!"