Chapter 10: Chapter 10

Chapter 10

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Jon looked intently at the pink haired woman next to him.

He got out of bed in the fort created to keep control over the cannibal arenas.

Sakura Haruno seemed to have gotten used to his attentions.

The girl was not merely a concubine.

She was an expert doctor, who had cured a dozen soldiers.

And a very skillful organizer.

Jon decided to leave her in charge of all of Mossovy, while he went off to fight the Dothraki.

If Sakura managed to maintain control, he would possibly leave her as regent of this part of Assai.

A few days ago, Sakura told him about her best friend from Yiti, Uzumaki Naruto.

Who was in love with her, but died in an act of betrayal of another companion of the girl Sasuke Uchiha.

Jon felt respect for Naruto as Sakura told him about him.

A man full of hope.

Ability.

And love for his friends.

His wife Sansa and Arya on the other hand, were preparing with the army.

It would be the first time the three attack together.

Dothrakis were stronger warriors than they used to in their wars but much less intelligent.

Jon got up and left the room leaving Sakura to sleep.

It was time to prepare too.

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The Dothraki camp was quite large, Jon saw.

It had animal skin tents as a roof and walls.

Jon watched from afar.

The Dothraki weren't getting close yet.

But they knew they were there.

They were facing a khalasar of about three hundred.

He brought two hundred men.

Sansa and Arya about a hundred.

The Dothraki have the upper hand, but Jon had faith in his men.

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Arya swung her sword at one of the horse lords.

The strategy itself was coordinated attacks.

They attacked, fled, attacked again.

That was to reduce their strength.

And the Dothraki weren't used to attacks like that.

- Blindness - she said to an approaching Dothraki.

The man fell to the ground, touching his eyes.

Trying to remove an invisible bandage that covered them.

The girl pierced his neck.

I turn back to see Sansa, stopping a wave of these with her magic shield.

He cursed.

I was winning him.

He shook his head.

Now that he had powers he felt stronger.

His heart was pumping.

His emotions screamed at him to kill.

His magic blinded approaching enemies.

His magic was rare.

He had in Assai talked to Hermione, and she told him that the emperor's magic and theirs were different from that of Assai's wizards.

I had no rules.

Magical power regenerated faster, he admitted that a fireball spell from the emperor was on par with fireballs from ten wizards.

Arya felt excited.

The difference of Assai's magicians compared to them, was that more than anything, the power and the speed that their magical power regenerated.

For example, if Jon would constantly use his favorite spell, Fireball, which spent around fifteen mana points in battle, he could use it around forty times in battle, but if he rested and left the battle for a day or just one night, the mana regenerated rapidly as he did so.

And he could strike again the next day.

In simple words, their magics helped them, much more than Assai's, because the enemies couldn't rebuild their armies and forts in just one night.

Arya smiled at the thought.

When they reached Westeros.

The Lannisters would lose everything.

His forts.

Your allies.

Your families.

The feeling that this generated in her excited her.

The girl saw another Dothraki approaching and she threw a blade at him, hit him in the neck and he fell to the ground, Arya felt a glow, she reached the level up room.

He had reached his second level, he had a skill point.

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Jon watched as his men attacked the Dothraki mercilessly, he had summoned many horses to give them strength in their attacks.

The wizards protected Sansa and Arya, they were few.

He had militia units only.

It was when he saw a large squad arrive at him.

The Dothraki were led by a savage greater than the rest.

"The khal," he whispered.

Approached.

He saw it, he shouted a battle cry and launched himself with his companions.

His blood brothers.

Jon waited quietly.

And I raise his hands.

I wait patiently for them to be a few meters away.

- Wall - he whispered.

A great wall had appeared in front of him, made of hard rock.

The stampede was hit by not stopping in front of him, most fell from their horses with it, leaving them dazed, confused and some dead.

The khal on the ground looked at the wall and moved closer.

I hit her gently as if she didn't think she was real.

Jon heard tapping on the other side of the wall.

I look carefully at this one, it was bigger than the previous one that I had summoned in the cannibal arenas.

- Maybe it increases its size per level or something like that - he thought confused, and planned to find out later.

It was time to finish.

- Pepper spray - he whispered.

In his hand a ball of air appeared, the boy threw it over the wall, and it exploded on the other side with the Dothrakis.

The boy smiled when he heard the screams.

Then I just hit the ground.

If your calculations are correct, about a hundred men are the ones that came with the Dothraki, fortunately they were very close together.

- Extraction - I invoke touching the earth.

A gigantic geyser of water came out from under the ground, the pressure was so great that the Dothrakis flew into the sky about twenty meters before falling, the wall crumbled under the pressure of the underground water.

The Khal got up in confusion and saw Jon walking up to him calmly.

"Magi," he whispered.

Jon pointed his hand at her.

- Fireball - he whispered.

The sphere hit the Khal and he exploded with his bloodriders.

Silence ruled and then the rest of the horse lords dropped their weapons and went on their knees to the arena.

Paranoid.

For them, it was like seeing a god.

Jon smiled.

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Harry Potter was looking intently at the Jinqi military forces.

They had mustered a good two thousand men.

Not quite trained, but good men with a desire to succeed in the Assai militias.

He would have to collect more in the cities of Asabhad and Tiqui.

But it started for a reason.

If all went well, he estimated about seven thousand new men in his army, typical training would not do with them.

Something harder.

Less magic.

More physical activity.

Discipline.

He would let Severus help without a doubt.

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Snape knew how to discipline them directly, the fact that he was the new lord of the Uchiha clan only helped.

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The second Dothraki camp had about three thousand men, luckily many of the Dorthakis from the previous camp joined them.

Jon had a force of sixteen hundred men now.

Sansa watched intently as the attacking Dothraki lunged at her men but were repelled by a magical shield.

The girl smirked as she cast healing magic on a few soldiers.

He felt a sparkle in his eyes and reached the room to level up.

sansa stark

Skill Points: 3

level 6

Health: 200/200

Mana: 250/250

Physical abilities: Low

Magic Abilities: Low

Current Magics:

White Magic level 1

You have three skill point.

You can improve magic skill

white at level 3.

Do you want to improve white magic?

OTHERWISE

I play yes.

You have selected White magic.

Do you want to spend three skill points to get level 3 White magic?

Otherwise

She pressed yes, and felt as if her body became hot, her hands cooled, her eyes were flooded with a light that forced them to close, for a few moments she endured the discomfort, and finally she felt normal, she opened her eyes. eyes and saw the computer.

Congratulations you got White magic level 3

White magic.

Level 3

Spend 90 mana.

Haste: Increases the speed of your squad.

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Arya watched Sansa cast magic on them, she felt really light and saw that she was moving three times as fast as usual.

She smiled and began to eliminate the Dothraki.

His blindness hit the strongest, if he didn't use his sword.

The girl watched as they addressed her.

But his squad, which was very fast, got in front of them, stopped the horsemen and the girl finished them off.

- Blindness - she invoked another.

This fell to the ground covering her eyes and she finished it in a second, she arrived a few minutes later at the skills room.

arya stark

Skill Points: 2

Level 3

Health: 200/200

Mana: 250/250

Physical abilities: Low

Magic Abilities: Low

Current Magics:

Black Magic level 1

The girl pressed skills.

You have two skill points.

You can improve magic skill

black.

Do you want to upgrade black magic to level 2?

OTHERWISE

I press yes.

You have selected Black magic.

Do you want to spend two skill points to get level 2 Black magic?

Otherwise

She pressed yes, and she felt as if her whole body ached, her muscles cooled, then heated, she felt dizzy, wanted to vomit, and felt choking, and finally felt normal, she opened her eyes and saw the computer.

Congratulations you got Black magic level 2

Black magic.

Level 2

Spend 50 mana.

Hear thoughts: You listen to the thoughts of the rivals. It lasts three minutes.

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Ron watched the ships go, they were the last spies he was sending.

To Pentos.

Cheers.

And Myr.

- With this we will obtain the basic information- the boy mused.

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Jon unleashed another fireball on the small platoon, watching as more and more Dothraki fled.

"Cowards," he muttered looking for the Khal.

Magic did intimidate horse lords.

Not all of them fled, but a large majority did.

Among the blindness that Arya produced.

Sansa's shields.

And his fire magic, almost half of the khalasar fled the territories.

Then he saw it, the Khal was coming with his blood brothers.

Jon saw that it came calmly, not like the previous ones who screamed and attacked.

The Khal reached a few meters and got off his horse.

I draw my sword and point it at him.

-One by one, huh- Jon mused with a smile.

It had been a while since he had fought in an individual combat.

I draw his sword.

The Khal charged, Jon meeting his steel with his own.

I counterattack by throwing a sword to the knees.

The Khan rolled over on the ground.

Jon watched him calmly.

His strength had increased since he left Winterfell.

It was not merely training.

It was magic.

His level increased.

With that its attributes.

Your strength, speed, stamina, intelligence, wisdom, luck, mana, and health.

The Khal was strong, but he made mistakes.

He put all his strength into attack.

Give no defense.

As they were told.

No strategy.

Jon moved quickly, slamming his sword, the force knocking the Dothraki's sword out of his hand.

Jon hit him and pierced him in the stomach.

The Khal looked at the sword piercing him.

I look at Jon and then he fell.

Jon reached the level up room, saw that he had reached level 8 with 2 skill points, before leaving.

The bloodriders cried out in fury. Seeing the Khal dead.

Jon predicted the attack.

- Fireball - he whispered.

The fiery sphere fell on the bloodriders and exploded.

A soldier came up to Jon.

"It's over, they give up," he said.

The boy nodded.

-Only two more left- he mused.

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