Chapter 18: Chapter 18

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Has Astapor fallen? Dead Gray Worm? - Asked the woman incredulously.

Darius didn't say anything.

Ser Barristan lowered his head.

Ser Jorah nodded.

The queen did not believe it.

Her friend lowered her head at the death of the Immaculate.

"We will mourn Gray Worm later, now you must focus on the empire," Jorah told him.

This I look at.

"They are five days from here," I clarify.

"With control of Astapor and Yunkai, they have the oceans free to attack by water as well," Daario pointed out.

Daenerys bit her lip.

I did not expect Astapor to fall so soon.

Much less Gray Worm dies.

"The town?" she asked.

Jorah looked at her.

"It's not important," he replied.

"I asked you a question, Ser Jorah, answer," she ordered.

The mercenary sighed.

-All the soldiers died in battle, there is no news of the civilians- he informed.

The woman cursed.

"Prepare the defenses, Jorah, Daario I want you in the battlefield," she said.

They both nodded.

"The second sons will fan out in and around Meeren's gates," Daario promised.

-The Dothrakis are prepared, also the immaculate ones left by Gray Worm- indicated the northern mercenary.

Daenerys nodded.

Turn to Ser Barristan.

"The dragons?" she asked.

-It is advisable not to release them, not until we are sure that the emperor is on the battlefield- he informed.

Daenerys nodded.

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Harry Potter looked away with pleasure, he would be in charge of protecting the siege engines with Sansa Stark.

As far as the boy knew, Jon and Sansa went up a level, from conquering Astapor all the way to Meeren.

Thanks to Sansa's constant training and healing.

Jon the emperor executed all the military.

Jon reached level 24 with 3 skill points.

Sansa at level 18 with 3 skill points.

He saw that two great armies awaited them, one commanded by Ser Jorah Mormont and a stable of Dothraki, the other by the Mercenary Daario, Daenerys Targaryen's bed warmer.

"Very well, there are already two more victims," ​​he murmured macabre.

Hermione came to his side.

"Are we ready?" she asked.

potter nodding

"Why don't you go back to Astapor to control the city?" he asked.

-Sakura takes care, I'm not a weakling- I inform her annoyed.

The boy shrugged.

-as you like-

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Jon launched another fireball at the Mercenaries.

Second sons were good but he could stop them.

An extraction and geysers of pressurized water came out of the ground and blew them up.

Jon smiled with amusement.

His sword moving at high speed, he and his army put pressure on the mercenaries who were not used to magic.

He had three wizards with him this time.

These were capable of casting fireballs and knockback spells that were useful in knocking soldiers back.

In addition to his squad of warriors who were trained in Yiti as swordsmen.

Harry Potter took over the training and it was bearing fruit.

The second sons were also putting up a fight.

And many of their own fell.

A few thousand had already been obliterated by a combination of attacks, archers attacking from a distance, and swordsmen.

But he still had a large part of his army.

In the distance, Arya was battling the Dothraki.

Sansa protected the siege engines from other attackers with Potter defending her.

Jon attacked again and could see a gleam in his eyes before he reached the level up room.

I reach level 25 with 4 skill points.

The boy left the room and saw a new group arrive.

He wondered what magic was appropriate, and fired pepper spray.

His men threw themselves on the second sons who fell to the ground covering their eyes to get the strange substance out.

Jon watched with amusement as these were mercilessly eliminated by his platoon.

He looked ahead and saw more and more mercenaries arrive, a man leading them, he recognized him by his strange blue hair.

He was one of Queen Daenerys Targaryen's henchmen, and if the rumors are true, her bed warmer.

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- Regen - commanded the girl.

The soldier was immediately cured.

Harry Potter was fighting a few meters from her.

If you could call that fighting.

Assai's most important general, shooting blue fire from his hands, it exploded on contact creating explosions of blue fire on the battlefield.

His squad of soldiers kept everything at bay.

Sansa had already cast her haste on the soldiers.

Increasing your speed.

And she healed most who came to see her.

The match started hours ago and he was mostly saving his mana.

Contrary to her sister Arya who wasted it every time, Sansa was more cautious.

I waited for the dragons.

She was the defensive line.

The only one capable of blocking or so the dragon fire hoped.

The girl saw another soldier arrive and threw another Regen.

He felt a glow and reached the room to raise skills, he reached level 19 with 4 skill points.

And then he left the room.

The Valyrian siege engines were excellent but they took a long time to load, not only did they have to manually load the rocks, but Valyrian fire was injected into them, and it took much longer, hours, those that were unprotected.

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Arya attacked the Dothraki on her horse, she was also accompanied by Dothraki.

But apparently the queen had a few herself.

It reminded him of the fall of the Dothraki city.

Where she started using her abilities.

Nice memories.

Back then he could only blind enemies, now it was different.

- Pain - she launched.

A Dothraki fell from his horse and screamed.

The others looked at him with fear.

The girl was smiling.

His poison aura showed off his green sword.

And the Dothraki attacked.

The girl responded with her own, the poison was deadly, and it made their bodies ache, as if it were acid.

She smiled at every cry.

He was excited by each death.

War was his specialty.

Or death.

She wasn't sure, but she loved them both.

Another Dothraki fell, and felt a gleam in his eyes, he reached the level up room.

arya stark

Skill Points: 5

Level 15 (0/30)

Health: 800/800

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Mana: 1450/1450

Physical abilities: Low

Magic Abilities: Low

Current Magics:

Black Magic level 4

The girl pressed skills.

You have five skill points.

You can improve magic skill

black.

Do you want to improve black magic to level 5?

OTHERWISE

I press yes.

You have selected Black magic.

Do you want to spend five skill points to get level 5 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 5

Black magic

level 5

Mental control

Spend 400 mana.

The girl looked curiously and left the room.

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Jon attacked mercilessly when he saw him, Daario got to him and threw a knife.

" Wall ," Jon whispered.

From the ground rose a wall of earth three meters long and about twelve wide, Jon cursed, now he couldn't see it, it was a mistake.

The wall increased in size, width, and hardness for each level he went up, and the boy hadn't used it in a while.

I cancel the wall immediately.

And Daario was looking at him in front of him, not believing what he saw.

"It's unfair," I clarify.

Jon shrugged.

"A Wildfire trap isn't fair either," Jon explained.

This time it was Daario who shrugged.

"It wasn't a bad idea, but how did you survive?" he asked, approaching.

"I am the emperor of magic," he answered.

Daario lunged, Jon caught him.

Daario's sword was fast, but Jon wasn't high level at all, his attributes made him as strong as he was fast.

Their swords moved at high speed clashing against each other.

"Once I kill you, I'll take your wives as bed warmers, maybe Daenerys would like all four at once," he provoked.

Jon kicked out and knocked him to the ground.

Daario rolled to his feet, putting his sword up in defense to parry Jon's saber.

"Ha, don't make me laugh, you're too small for Sansa and Arya... And as for your queen, the only bed that will work is mine, when I take Meeren I'll let her know her place," he replied to the provocation.

Daario launched a low kick.

Jon jumped up and attacked from the air.

Daario jumped back, to avoid it.

-Oh you're leaving, maybe I should show you some more magic- Jon clarified.

Darius furrowed an eyebrow.

"You liked wildfire, didn't you?" he asked.

Jon pointed with his hand.

- Fireball ... Valyrian Fire - I summon him.

His typical fireball changed into a green fireball that shot towards Daario.

He jumped to the side to avoid her and ended up giving his mercenaries these bursts.

Daario looked incredulous and turned to look at Jon, but now Jon's hands were shooting white steam.

- Ice Golem - he whispered.

In front of him appeared a gigantic two-meter made of ice, it ran towards Daario and Daario attacked him with his sword.

But as it was made of ice, it was embedded without harming it, the Golem with its strong arms grabbed the head and took it out of its body.

Jon watched as the headless mercenary fell to the ground, he felt a gleam in his eyes and reached the level up room, he looked at the screen he had gone up two levels reaching level 27 with 6 skill points.

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Harry Potter frowned, the machines took longer and longer, Daenerys would not be long in coming.

They required destroying the gates.

Perhaps they should forget about the machines and let the emperor use his earthquake.

But it could end up destroying the city.

He was able to see Jon in the distance fighting Daenerys's bed warmer and summon an ice golem to finish it off.

Potter smiled.

He was getting more and more aggressive.

Just as it should be.

Wars win those who do not hesitate.

Mercy does not exist in these.

"Soon you will be the emperor of everything," he whispered.

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Arya went to the Doratakis and saw a man of northern appearance.

He watched as she addressed him.

"Jorah Mormont, northern traitor, slaver, criminal," she said.

The man looked at her coldly.

"Ned Stark's daughter, I will kill you," he said.

She laughed and pointed her hand at him.

" Pain ," she said.

Jorah furrowed an eyebrow, then felt an immense pain.

He fell to the ground with a cry of pain.

"Did you say?" Arya asked.

Jorah got up and eyed her warily.

The girl smiled.

- Poison aura - she whispered.

His sword turned green he attacked.

But Jorah parried his attacks easily.

Arya looked at him frustrated.

A defensive style.

He hated defensive styles.

They were annoying.

Always on guard.

"Don't touch me," he told her.

" Pain ," Arya answered.

Jorah felt it return to his own flesh and fell to the ground once more.

"Enough," he demanded.

Arya laughed.

"Oh if you ask me, how about you become my servant?" she asked.

Jorah glared at her.

But Arya blinked and smiled widely.

"Why not?" she whispered.

Arya went ahead of Jorah and put away her sword, he looked at her in disbelief, but Arya was very quick to raise her hand and Jorah saw some kind of purple energy in it.

- Mind control - ordered Arya.

The energy shot out and hit Jorah, who stood still, looked at Arya and put the sword away.

"Lift one foot," she ordered.

This one did.

Arya laughed.

-Interesting…But not enough, you are after all a traitor from the north, an idiot, who attempted against my life, my sister and husband…Commit suicide- she finished.

Jorah drew his sword and ran through it.

Arya felt a glow as she reached the level up room and saw that she went up two levels, reaching level 17 with 2 skill points.

The girl left the room.

He saw Jorah Mormont dead in the arena, the Dothraki still fighting but worse without their leader.

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END OF CHAPTER

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