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Robb looked at the valley army.
Ramsay concentrated his armies at Winterfell, while the Valley came out to confront Robb, just outside his camp.
He had met Menique and his general Royce.
They made excuses, of course, they found out about Menique's marriage to his aunt, in addition to the order for King's Landing, to hunt down the rebel Robb Stark.
The armies waited, the valley brought a stable with them.
"We're ready," Dacey said next to him.
"Very well, sound the trumpets," he said.
The troops sounded and Robb jumped on his horse. The valley, hearing it, rushed towards them too.
There were twice as many, but they were not used to the cold of the north.
Robb and his horse rushed into battle.
"Haste...Strong attack" he murmured.
His movements quickly increased in speed and strength.
He tore through the first enemy in half a second before heading to the other.
Those in the valley seemed surprised by his speed, having a large Valyrian steel greatsword as a weapon.
The boy did not hesitate to attack again.
Five men were confronting him.
Dacey appeared out of nowhere.
"DOUBLE BLOW" He heard.
The girl launched a blow with the war hammer, the blow was so powerful that she threw three riders off their horses.
Robb smiled and resumed his attack.
"Aura of fire," he muttered and crossed swords with another knight who was approaching on horseback. The boy saw a bright light and arrived at the white room, he headed towards the computer.
{Congratulations, you have leveled up!
You have 4 skill points to spend.}
Robb pressed out, appeared again on the horse, and galloped towards the enemies.
A squadron of one hundred horses protected him and soldiers attacked them, around him, he had about four thousand horsemen ready.
He saw that Royce and Menique were behind their army, a total of four thousand.
"Press!" the king exclaimed.
He brought half of his men, the other half guarded the camp.
His priority was to prevent their passage, protect their resources, if they ran out of food, they had to leave the north in search of food.
Dacey threw another knight off their horse.
The archers behind him shot a few hundred arrows at the knights of the valley, an entire line fell.
The boy launched himself into the attack, opening a tunnel between the knights of the valley with his army.
"Blood attraction," he whispered.
He began to strike left and right.
Horses fell, riders screamed in pain and others simply died without saying anything.
"LET'S GO!" Robb shouted.
His army also shouted with excitement.
A knight from the valley was confronting him.
"Strong attack," he whispered.
The blow cut off the horse's head, the knight fell, Dacey finished him off with her Warhammer.
"Two more lines," he muttered, seeing that there were only a few left to reach Royce.
He had gotten on the horse seeing that they were approaching.
"FOR THE KING!" He heard Dacey cry.
His men echoed her battle cry.
Robb heard the system, but he ignored it, his mana was exhausted but he didn't care, he was tired, but he was in battle.
"Aura of fire...Haste" Robb said again and launched himself against the enemies, the first five fell from the archers behind him. The other two were destroyed by his men.
Robb launched an attack, the contact of the sword against the valley gave an explosion and he threw a dozen of them to the ground.
The boy arrived back in the white room. He headed to the computer.
{Congratulations you have leveled up!
You have 7 skill points to spend.
Name: Robb Stark
Level: 8
Title:
King of the North (+1 skill points)
Skill Points 7
Exp: 0/440
Skills:
Swordsmanship Level: 3
Support Magic Level: 4
The player has selected the Support Magic skill.
Do you want to raise the Support Magic skill's level to level 5?}
The boy typed Yes. He felt pain throughout his body, dozens of images appeared in his head.
{Support Magic level: 5 acquired
Cost: 100 mana per spell.
Night vision: you see in the dark. Lasts 1 hour
Summon Weapons: Summons weapons at the user's request and allows them to be used like an expert.}
[T/N: THAT'S BULLSH*T!!!]
Robb nodded, the skills were perfect for war. He quickly left the place and looked at the approaching horses.
"Summon Weapons," he murmured.
A javelin appeared in his hand and he threw it, a horse was wounded and fell with its rider.
"Witch!" one of them exclaimed.
"FOR ROBB, THE WITCH KING OF THE NORTH! "He heard Dacey.
The others in the army shouted similar cries.
There was only one line of defense left.
It was then that he saw the archers attack.
It was a close-range attack.
Robb watched as dozens of his men fell to the hail of arrows.
Royce was handing out orders with little finger next to him.
Robb bit his lip in frustration.
"What's that? " He heard one of his men.
Robb looked up a hill, and saw a woman dressed in red arrive on a horse.
"Melisandre," he whispered.
Everything happened in a second, the priestess approached and hundreds of horses came behind them and attacked the men of the valley.
"The night watch!" exclaimed a soldier.
[T/N: F*CK YEAH! THE PRIESSTESS HAS CHOSEN A NEW KING TO FOLLOW!]
'It's now or never' Robb thought as he saw a gap in their defense.
"all! attack! Destroy the archers! Break the formation! " shouted the king of the north.
A wave of screams reached him and Robb launched himself with his men.
"summon weapons!" He exclaimed and pointed at them.
His men watched with wonder as dozens of weapons appeared in their hands, new ones that were stronger and more effective.
"Physical Up!" The king of the north launched forward.
His men felt their strength increase, and their fury as well.
"Keen Weapon!" he exclaimed again.
The weapons of his men shone with power, their war cries reaching the last line of defense in the valley.
Robb felt exhausted, it wasn't the first time he used his abilities on other people, but this was the first time he did so with so many.
His squad was at least sixty, his mana was almost exhausted.
"Let's go," he murmured, attacking with all the power he had left. His men exploded against the last defense of the valley.
Robb heard silence suddenly, he looked carefully, he was in the white room again.
"I've leveled up already? Oh, of course, my men, if they are imbued with my magic, it should give me extra points" he murmured.
He headed to the computer.
{Congratulations you have leveled up!
You have five skill points to spend.
Name: Robb Stark
Level: 9
Title:
King of the North (+1 skill points)
Skill Points 5
Exp: 0/590
Skills:
Swordsmanship Level: 3
Support Magic Level: 5
The player has selected the Swordsmanship skill.
Do you want to raise swordsmanships level to level 4?}
The boy typed Yes. He felt pain throughout his body, dozens of images appeared in his head.
{Swordsmanship level: 4 acquired
Cost: 30 mana.
Ice Aura: Gives an ice bonus to your attacks, 50% chance of freezing the opponent.}
The boy sighed tiredly, his men surrounded the few remaining people from the valley and Menique, along with Royce.
He threw his sword to the ground in resignation.
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Leaf walked out of the cave.
"Welcome," they heard.
Bran standing on top of Hodor watched an old woman look at them as they came out of the cave, she was surrounded by savages.
"Time has passed," He heard Hoja say.
The other children of the forest looked at the old woman calmly.
"Do you know her?" Bran asked.
"Oh yes, in her youth she was my disciple, I taught her about medicinal herbs and sacrificial magic," she said.
"Master Leaf, I see you brought him," she said.
"Did you have a vision of him?" she asked.
The old woman smiled and nodded.
"Vision?" he asked.
"Mole, he has green reflections, they are not visions like yours, it can be said that he has an ability similar to Jojen Reed," she said, pointing to the boy.
"Mole?" Meera asked.
"That's what they call me, the free people tribe. Brandon Stark," she said.
"Is it him, Mother Mole? " She heard and saw a girl looking at Bran with curiosity.
The old woman nodded.
"Yes, it's him, and we're ready now," she said.
"Ready for what?" he asked.
"For salvation of course, Now Brandon Stark you are the new king beyond the wall...Guide us" she said.
Bran's eyes shone and he found himself in the white room. And he approached the computer.
{Congratulations, you have obtained a Title.
Name: Brandon Stark
Level: 11
Skill Points 2
Exp: 110/770
Title:
Greenseer (1+ skill points)
King beyond the wall (+1 skill points)
Affected state: Medium paralysis
Skills:
Water Magic Level: 4
Wind Magic Level: 4}
Bran left the room and saw the wildlings.
"Guide us," the savages repeated.
"Guide, you want to go through the wall," he said.
She nodded.
"We have food, warriors, and everything we need," she said.
"The guard won't let us pass," Meera said.
'Not all the savages at least' Bran thought.
"They will do it, if Brandon guides us," she said.
"Listen to her, it may not seem like it, but if she saw something in the green, it should be done as she says" he heard Leaf.
Bran got off Hodor and levitated himself.
An exclamation of astonishment passed through all the citizens.
"The king " they whispered.
Meera looked at Bran.
"What now?" she asked.
"Now we're leaving, we're going back home," he said.
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Danny looked at her dragons, they were as small as kittens trying to eat from her plate.
"Dracarys," Danny said.
The Dragons looked at her curiously and turned to look at Jon.
"What do we do?" they asked with their minds.
Jon had discovered that he could communicate with them the same way he could with his summons, but it didn't work with all animals, even Ghost couldn't talk to him no matter how much he understood him.
Jon boasted that by being Daenerys' husband, just as she gained the player's power, he gained the ability to communicate with Dragons.
"She wants you to burn the food so you can eat it," Jon told them with his mind.
The dragons looked at the food and began to expel small flames from their mouths.
Danny looked at him curiously.
Jon smiled at her.
Ayra looked at the creatures with interest.
And Sansa smiled at the innocent noises they made as they devoured their food.
"How much will they grow?" Arya asked.
"Supposedly, in a year, they will be big enough to carry ten people," Jon said, remembering the Valyrian books.
"If they eat well," Danny clarified.
The girl stared at the dragons.
"Perhaps take them to Valyria, will they be in their habitat?" he asked.
Danny nodded.
"Maybe," she whispered.
[T/N: And another king is born, I'm telling you guys the next book is going to be a war between the stark kingdoms. 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!]
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