Chapter 75

Jon came out of the white room, he had reached level 31, with 16 skill points. The boy left the room and looked at the city's defenses.

The walls were not large, the issue was the large army that awaited them.

He had leveled up quickly, so he assumed that his men had defeated Tor, which meant that his men were heading to Bondadivina, then to Ghost Hill, and, once they were taken, it would be off to Pinwood, and then the entire east coast of Dorne will be taken.

Surrounding Sunspear was the best solution, preventing them from having places to flee, Aegon Targaryen's mistake.

[T/N: That's why I could never be in such a position, I would just torch the place to make sure my own people don't die.]

Jon watched as the army prepared.

He was tempted to summon a dragon, but he decided to have mercy, he could not burn the people, not only the army but those who attack them would also fall.

[T/N: Yes, that's why you don't send your people, that's why every country worth its salts have nukes, also for the fear factor. The f*ck am I saying.]

Behind him, there were about fifteen war elephants, preparing to destroy the enemies of Valyria, ballistas and snakes on them, to pounce on the enemies.

Not counting the three thousand men with swords and spears behind the creatures.

Jon raised a hand, then lowered it.

[T/N: Take a chip, and eat it!]

The elephants screamed and rushed forward.

The screams of horror echoed back at the invading army.

balistas launched large metal spears at the elephants, Jon saw a couple fall before they reloaded the metal spears into their weapons.

Jon snapped his fingers.

Behind him, men pushed their own balistas, when they fired their magical spears that burst into Valyrian fire when they collided.

They fired on the enemy siege machines on the city walls, explosions, screams, and the roar of their beasts were heard.

Jon looked away, he didn't want to risk it again if there wasn't a desirable prey.

Like a wolf, he looked to see what to eat before attacking.

In their previous battle in the conquest of Asperon, Prince Oberyn Martell was on the battlefield.

He was a good catch, a Martell, brother of Doran.

But according to Menique, only the Vaith were here.

Not that it wasn't a powerful family.

But they haven't attracted attention since the time of Daeron the first.

He had no desire to confront them, directly.

In addition, his magic and creatures gave him passive points, he just had to wait to level.

And his soldiers, they had been slacking, it would be a good way to maintain their skills, they couldn't grow if they didn't fight without his help.

"Perhaps I will marry one of the heiresses to the most effective soldier," he mused.

He had to give prizes.

He also had to have some control over Vaith when he conquered it.

He was also somewhat distracted since he found out that Daenerys was in Westeros.

What was his wife thinking?

True, almost a year ago they didn't see each other.

He missed her.

He just hoped she didn't bring his son to a war zone.

That he was in Valyria.

Being protected by the thousands of men under him.

But he doubted it.

"Danny, what were you thinking?" he whispered.

"There" he heard and saw a group of three men running towards him.

"Not bad," he muttered when he saw them arrive.

The first one attacked, Jon evaded his attack and decapitated him at high speed.

Total aura.

His favorite power.

It increased strength, speed, and endurance.

All in one, for a while.

Jon always used it.

A roar was heard.

'The doors fell,' he thought.

"Die," said another.

Jon blocked his sword and hit him.

The third steeled himself, but Jon moved quickly and pierced him through the heart.

One of the previous ones who fell got up and attacked.

Jon waited until he arrived and kicked him to the ground. He felt a shine in his eyes, he was in the white room again. He turned to the monitor.

{Congradulations! You have leveled up!

You have twenty-five skill points to spend.

Name: Jon Snow

Level: 32

Title: 

King of Valyria (1+skill point)

King of Stone Steps (1+ skill point)

Liberator (+5 skill point)

Skill points 25

Exp: 0/37000

Skills:

Swordsmanship Level: 9

Summoning Magic Level: 9

Holy Sword Level: 1

Legendary Summons Level: 2

You have selected the holy sword skill.

Do you want to raise the holy sword skills level to level: 2?}

The boy typed yes.

{Holy sword level: 2 acquired}

He felt pain all over his body, his head was dizzy, and great pains clouded his mind.

Holy sword level: 2

Cost: 300 mana

Soul aura: Hits the opponent's soul, and works against monsters.}

The boy looked curious, it was of no use to him for now, and left the room.

Jon watched his men charge into the city.

"It's over," he murmured.

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Bran got up with a yawn.

He looked next to him at his new wife, the girl was sleeping naked next to him hugging a pillow.

He smiled.

After the lords knelt, they took the opportunity to go with Daenerys to Stepstones.

With the mission to see Sansa, so that she can cure the girl.

It didn't bother Bran at all, the small scars on her face.

On the contrary, he thought made her look wild.

The boy considered that attractive.

But his new wife was determined to erase them if she could do it.

She required a tender touch, for all of her defense to crumble.

Meera would never have done something like that.

She would have gone alone, for sure. But never something like that.

He realized that his new wife, Shirenn had hidden abilities.

And speaking of skills, the girl had access to the game.

She gained wind magic like him.

It seems that the girl was interested in flying on her own before anything else.

Bran finished getting up.

In a couple of days, they would reach Stepstones.

Arya stayed in Storm's End.

She apparently planned to make Gendry the new guardian.

Stannis's queen helped her by giving intensive etiquette classes to Roberts bastard.

"Poor Gendry," He said, laughing.

The boy left his wife to sleep when he left the room.

He was interested in dragons as creatures of air and headed to see them.

And also spent some time with his sister-in-law, who he hardly knew.

[T/N: ...I'll say it. This chapter was sh*t. The books are almost done, then I can put more effort into another book. This is the problem with having a system in a world that isn't designed to balance it. If you like this chapter then leave a comment, write a review, and drop some stones. If you want to read a few advanced chapters then check out the P@treon or the Ko-fi. It's well over 20+ chapters ahead!]

[Also check out my other books, either go to my profile or search up 'Invisible-a Harry Potter FanFic', 'Searching in the Abyss', or 'Omnitrix of Justice'.]

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