61. The Iron Bank

After the meeting was done Alexander went to copy all the books in the citadel. He was going to need them in his tower of knowledge.

He cast a wide area disillusionment charm and got to work. He copied every book and sent them to his pocket dimension. It took him a whole day to do that.

Then it was time to explore. He checked out for any secret entrance. There was one he found that led to the basement. In the basement, he found many human and Dragon skeletons.

~The earlier Maester must have been interested in Dragons.~

Then there was a vault. Cobwebs indicated that it wasn't opened in a long time. He entered and found many more books. Most of them were about different kinds of magic. Many were about water magic which was thought to have become extinct because of the bloody Valerians and their dragons. The water magic belonged to Rhoynar that used to live beside the river Rhoyne.

~The Order of Maesters must have been trying to rid the world of magic. So much good magic was lost and what's left behind is blood magic and dark magic which does more harm than good.~

Alexander took away all the books. Among the books was also a book for healing with water magic. Then there were also some rare old currencies and worthless things.

After emptying the Vault, he put lots of Wildfire in there with an attached timer. It would explode in 1 year. All of Westeros probably already knew that he was constructing a mighty tower, completing it in 5 months was crazy but still possible. As long as he used the right illusions.

When he was going out of the citadel, he saw Arch Maester Marwyn waiting for him.

"Lord Stark, can I have a word with you?" Marwyn spoke.

Alexander smiled, already knowing what the old man wanted to talk about. "Sure, Arch Maester."

"Umm... Not here. Can you come with me to my chamber?" He requested.

"Sure, lead the way"

...

They sat down in his chamber. Marwyn was continuously looking at some candles.

"Why are you looking at the candles with so much focus?" Alexander asked.

"Oh... no nothing," Marwyn sounded sad.

"Haha... Is this what you were expecting?" Alexander interjected, and suddenly the candles started to burn at full intensity.

Marwyn stood up in excitement her looked at the fire. "P-Please teach me"

"Why?"

"I-I..."

"Want to heal my daughter?" Alexander smilingly said.

"How do you know that?" Marwyn questioned.

"I know many things." Alexander jovially said.

"Who are you?" He seriously asked.

Alexander suddenly vanished and reappeared beside Marwyn. He put his hand on his shoulders and they both disappeared. The next time they appeared was in the Great Sept of Baelor in King's Landing.

Marwyn quickly recognized the place. Alexander slowly walked to the biggest sculpture in the hall and stood beside it.

The Sept of Baelor had the sculpture of the seven, but there was another addition. The 7 sculptures stood on the palm of a hand. Alexander's sculpture was the biggest and stood behind the 7 with his one hand giving blessings and another missing, denoting that the other hand was making the world work.

"Now, tell me. Do you recognize me?"

Marwyn suddenly got down to his knees and started praying. "All-father, you are All-father. The king of all gods"

His eyes started to tear up and started prostrating, "Please, heal my daughter. I'm ready to give you anything in return. Please"

"I will heal your daughter. In return, all I ask for is service. I will teach you Potioneering and Rune mastery. You will learn it and teach it in my school," Alexander said. He could give him magic, but what would be the point? Some random organization was able to do this much damage to the magical development of the world. What's the guarantee that it won't happen again? That is why the technology route was best. Anyone can learn it and make tech so there won't be anyone special.

"Yes, I'll do it. For as long as you want me to." Marwyn quickly replied.

"Then sign this and follow me" He gave a paper and a quill.

"Okay, let's go and heal your daughter now." They again vanished.

They appeared in a small village, in front of a small farmhouse. Marwyn excitedly entered without even knocking.

*Bam*

He received a pan to his head.

"Thief... Thief..." A woman started to scream.

"Hey... I am your husband, woman. It's me, Marwyn," he shouted.

"Marwyn?... How?..." She looked at her husband on the ground and quickly hugged him.

"Oh... Look how thin you've gotten. These years must have been hard on you," she cried.

"Father?" Another frail woman came. This one, much younger. She was in a wheelchair, which probably Marwyn designed.

"Mira?" Marwyn looked at her. Tears in his eyes.

"Father, you came back" she cheerfully smiled.

"Yes... Yes, my sweety. I also brought a healer. He says he can heal you completely"

"But, they said I can't be healed," she replied, with no happiness in her voice. She must have already lost all hope. Alexander thought.

Alexander walked up to her. "Drink this, child," he said with a warm smile.

Marwyn quickly forced her to drink it. Mira quickly drank the sour potion and started feeling warm. Just a potion would not have been enough to regrow her bones quickly, so he also used his magic to permanently heal her.

With every passing second, they could see the changes happening to Mira. Her body was getting healthier and her skin was becoming better. Her thin legs started to develop some extra muscles.

Gathering some courage, Mira tried to get up but stumbled.

"Haha... It will take some time to get used to it. But your bones are healed now." Alexander said.

Marwyn quickly grabbed his daughter's leg to check.

"This... Thank you so much." His wife bowed to Alexander,

"It's fine. Marwyn, I need to go, so let's talk somewhere else"

"Yes... Yes... Please" Marwyn took him to another room.

When in private, Alexander told him about his task. "I want you to send your family to Wintercity. There are good houses and good work for even women. You will soon join them, but for now. You need to compile 3 types of books. one with basic knowledge of counting, biology, and history that children of 6-10 can understand. second with more complex subjects for people between 11-15 and Third for 17-20. Use any book you need in the Citadel and complete it in 5 months"

"Yes, I will complete this task. You can count on me," Marwyn said.

~I should leave for the Iron bank now. I've already spent a lot of my time.~ he thought.

"Say goodbye to your family and when you're done with it. Touch this ring and say 'activate', it will take you back to your chamber in citadel. It's only one use item, so you won't be able to come back. I need to go now, good luck with the work," he said.

Next, he went back to the old town and hired a ship to get to Braavos. It would have taken him nearly 2 months but due to magical winds, they arrived there in 2 weeks. It was crazy, but the people on the ship had no other answers except calling it good wind.

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He walked towards the Moon pool. The bank was just beside it. It was quite a nice tall building. He entered the bank and arranged a meeting with the management.

He was a big lord from Westeros so he was quickly allowed into a large hall with a big stone table at the end with 3 big seats, and in front of it were 2 benches. The setup would surely overwhelm any person. The person asking for money was given no big seat and sat lower. He also went and sat down on a bench.

Soon, the big doors opened and 3 men in neat and clean clothes entered. They quickly took their seats and the middle one spoke.

"What can we do for you, Lord Stark?" He asked.

"I was wondering, are you the most senior authority in the Iron Bank?" Alexander asked.

"No, we are the 2nd most senior authority. Above us are the elders. There are only 5 of them and they hold the most power," he answered.

"Hmm... You might wanna call them after this"

Alexander stood up and gave the middle one his Black Coin.

"Show this to your elders and tell them, he's back," Alexander said and sat back down with his legs crossed.

The middle guy, who also looked pretty young, was surprised and shocked by the coin.

~I must tell father about this. If this is real, we'll lose everything.~ The man thought, which Alexander also heard.

~We have a bad boy here. Magic it is then~ Alexander thought to himself.

He used a compulsion charm to make him just go and tell the elders. The 3 went away for a while only to come back with 5 old men with one foot already in the grave.

Alexander quickly mindsweeped and found that they all were quite corrupted. They all knew what the black coin meant but they just didn't want to give their power away. They had already sent someone to hire the faceless men to come and kill him.

"Hello, Old people, I am also old but not to the point that I look like a wraith. As you've seen the coin. I am the owner of Iron bank. So, are you going to surrender or fight?" He straightforwardly asked.

"How do we know that it's not fake?" one of them questioned.

"Umm... Isn't your job to know that? Anyway, if you were to go to a vault with a black door and use the coin to open it, it would open. Yeah, that's the key." Alexander said, surprising everyone. The Vault with black door was the oldest vault in the Iron Bank and no one knew how to open it.

Then one of them slowly walked forward and kneeled. He wasn't a guy from Iron Bank though.

"Valar Morghulis," the man calmly said.

"Haha... Valar Dohaeris, my boy. Now get up and remove that dirty face," Alexander laughed.

Jaquen H'ghar showed off his normal look, or normal mask. The faceless men were pretty different in this universe. As Alexander was the one who made them, they were not allowed to kill any child, or a good man or woman. As long as the person had committed some notable crimes they could kill. Good thing they lived in a world where most rich people had done something bad and they were always the one to hire them against someone like them.

"You... We hired you to kill him. Why are you kneeling to him?" The elders shouted.

Alexander then removed the memories of the 5 old men and the 3 accountant and made them loyal to him. They all had their hands bloody by investing in Slavery. Which he despised. They would surely die, but only after they pass over their knowledge and responsibilities. Alexander assigned 5 Wolf's swords in disguise. The 5 old men would choose them as their replacements.

"Follow me Jaqen. Let's go to your temple," Alexander said.

"It's your Temple, All-Father," Jaquen replied.

"Hahaha... I guess it is" he laughed.

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