Chapter 90: Chapter 90 -[Coward]
Jon looked from his throne, next to the thrones of the northern kings, he had been in Winterfell for a week, he had communicated with the lords of the north, spoken with Queen Talisa, met his nephew Ned (who spent a lot of time running around the queens with his cousin).
But new information arrived.
The walkers attacked the wall.
From their information, they still could not penetrate its defenses, either because the free people who joined the wall were effective or the magical defenses of the wall stopped them momentarily.
Jon sighed, he had to go and he knew it.
It was time to end it all.
The attack on King's Landing was happening or already happened, he didn't know. Information had not yet arrived.
He looked to his side.
Bran was looking at him too.
"It's time," he told him.
Jon nodded.
It was true.
"The men are ready," Jon clarified.
Bran said nothing.
"Very well, let's not keep them waiting"
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Arya Stark walked through King's Landing, the streets were quieter than they seemed.
She expected a great welcome from soldiers, but she hardly saw any. Well, no one could see her with her ghost ability.
"They will be in the red fortress," she thought with hatred.
She looked ahead.
The large doors were waiting for her.
"I'm coming for you Cersei"
[T/N: Oh, no...]
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Robb entered the docks from the market, and his army came with him.
Dacey let out a war cry and ran out to face the Ironborn who were waiting for them.
Robb on the other hand looked patiently, searching for someone.
And he found them easily.
On one of the docks.
Euron Greyjoy.
He fought with a Valyrian steel greatsword and did not hesitate to approach.
It was time to end everything.
A dozen men came to him.
"Summon Guardian… Summon Guardian " he murmured.
Two two-meter beings appeared and launched themselves at the men.
"Haste," he whispered.
With one swift movement, the men were eliminated.
"Quick Attack," he whispered.
Another man fell and Robb got closer and closer.
Euron watched him approach.
"Where is the king of Valyria?" the Ironborn asked him.
Robb pointed his sword at him.
"He's busy, you'll have to settle with me," he told him.
Yara and Rikkon looked at him and smiled.
From his point of view, Euron was lost now.
The Ironborn looked upset.
"And my Kraken," he whispered.
Robb heard it and looked coldly.
"Don't be afraid, soon you will unite many Krakens" he clarified.
The metaphor to talk about his family was not unnoticed by the Ironborn.
"Hehehehe, not bad, well it doesn't matter, I guess the king of Valyria will appear if I decapitate you," Euron told him and he raised a hand.
Robb's instinct made him move quickly and where he was a shadow appeared.
"Magic?" he murmured.
He saw how some men in toga arrived.
"HE'S MINE!" they heard and Euron pointed at Robb.
The magicians looked at him and nodded, they headed towards Yara and Rikkon, they waited for them.
"Very well king of the north, I, the Iron king, will kill you," he told him.
But Robb didn't forget Jon's words.
"Have no mercy, don't underestimate Euron," he told him.
"Total aura," Robb finished and his entire body lit up.
Euron attacked, Robb stopped the attack.
Quickly on the small dock, they studied each other while they attacked.
The boy heard Yara and Rikkon shouting war cries as they eliminated their enemies.
Euron launched a sword blow.
"Counterattack," Robb whispered.
The greatsword collided with Ice. Euron's attack bounced off his Valyrian steel sword and knocked him back, and Robb didn't hesitate to attack again.
He and Euron took on each other, attacked, defended.
"Don't be afraid to use everything at your disposal, regardless of whether your enemy has magic or not, remember you don't fight for yourself but for everyone" Jon told him.
Robb let his fury take over.
He attacked with more strength, more speed, his mana leaving his body flooded his sword and it seemed to release light from the magical metal, Valyrian steel.
Euron gasped at Robb's hard blows and then laughed.
"Yes, that's how you became king of the north! Hahahaha" He exclaimed with frenzy.
Euron counterattacked without any problem, attacking Robb with everything he had.
But he did not let himself be hurt by him.
"Do not underestimate your abilities, use everything within your reach, even low levels can destroy high levels if they know how to use them," Sansa had told him in the battle against the West.
Euron attacked, and Robb defended himself against his attack without problems.
"Surprising your opponent can give you all the necessary advantage," Arya told him before she went to Kings Landing.
The king of the north stabbed him and the Ironborn defended himself, but was thrown back.
"Winter has arrived for the enemy houses, all of them," Bran informed him as they took Winterfell again.
Robb kicked Euron and he fell to the ground and then got up.
"Valyrian steel is good, but it's not everything, no matter how strong you are, if you can't use your weapon correctly," his Father had told him in Winterfell while practicing with Jon against him.
Robb smiled and looked at Euron.
He frowned.
" Physical Up… Keen Weapon… Total Improvement…Defense Breaker…Strong Attack" the boy whispered.
His Weapon burst into light.
Euron laughed loudly and attacked with all his strength.
Robb launched his attack on him.
A loud noise was heard as the swords clashed.
And Euron blinked when he saw his sword, it was destroyed.
"But it's Valyrian steel," he said incredulously.
Robb didn't hesitate and pierced his stomach with Ice.
Euron saw the sword in his stomach, and looked at the king of the north in confusion.
"Winter has arrived Euron, Ice Aura," he whispered cruelly.
The Ironborn blinked and then he felt the cold, he looked at his stomach and it was freezing, he followed his waist and chest.
He looked at Robb in shock as he turned into an ice statue.
Robb took out his sword and kicked the statue, it fell to the ground to break into small crystals. A light illuminated his eyes.
He found himself in the white room. Having reached the level, 28 with 15 skill points, the boy immediately came out.
He looked around, his men stopped their attack, the Ironborn too, and the witches.
"Those who don't surrender die," he clarified.
But everyone was still in shock at what happened to Euron.
"So be it...Attack!" the boy finished.
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Arya walked through the fortress, and entered the room hand in hand with the king.
She looked at old Tywin sitting in a chair, his head lowered.
"Wake up!" she told him.
The old man did not move.
Arya furrowed an eyebrow.
She approached and touched him.
The old man continued without moving.
Arya bit her lips.
She looked at his face.
He had his eyes closed and Arya hit him hard.
The old man fell to the ground without moving.
"Coward," she whispered, annoyed, before Tywin's corpse.
She shook her head and activated her ghost ability, left the room, and headed to the queen's room.
It didn't take her more than a few minutes to get in.
Cersei looked carefully out the window of her room at the port, the battle cries could be heard.
Arya looked at her and removed ghost skill and put her chameleon on.
"Everything ends," the Lannister whispered.
"Seriously," She heard.
She turned to see who spoke to her and there was no one.
"Who are you?" she asked with fear.
"Who do you think," she heard.
"A ghost...An illusion...A prophecy" she whispered with fear.
She heard a laugh.
"Cersei...Cersei...Silly Cersei," the voice chattered.
She looked where it came from but there was no one.
"I'm crazy, I'm crazy," she whispered.
"If you are, look to face the North, who were the ones who put your useless husband on the throne, who revealed themselves to the dragons, the north remembers, the North takes revenge, the North punishes" she heard.
Cersei shook her head.
"It was the northerners who attacked me, I didn't do it," she whispered.
"Ned Stark," she heard.
Cersei denied.
"It wasn't them, Stark should have stayed in his land, and nothing would have happened, I protected my children," she implored.
"No...You protected yourself, Cersei," the voice told her.
Cersei watched as something appeared, a girl, beautiful from her point of view.
"Who are you? Northerner?" She murmured incredulously.
"You don't remember me...Paralysis," she muttered.
Cersei fell and screamed, but Arya already eliminated the guards.
"I am Arya Stark," she informed and knelt in front of the fallen queen.
Cersei looked at her in horror and felt the girl's hands on her neck.
She tried to take them off but she was motionless.
Her body felt heavy, she tried to cough but the girl's hands prevented that.
Arya Stark squeezed harder and felt euphoria as she watched the queen die.
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Sansa watched as Robb came to her at the gates of the red keep.
They opened upon arrival, and men and soldiers came out of them.
Robb frowned when he saw someone who was a few meters away from him.
He was young, maybe fifteen years old.
"In the name of his majesty, Tommen of House Baratheon, King Robb, King of the North. You are asked to stop the attacks and accept negotiations," he said with fear.
Sansa raised an eyebrow.
"Aggression, you're making fun of yourself, child, we are here to finish what your kings started, we will enter by force if necessary," she said, annoyed.
But she felt a hand on her shoulder.
Robb stopped her and looked at the soldier.
"Your kings killed my father, my mother, my men, they raped and usurped my territories and my people," he told him.
The soldier turned pale.
"I will not leave without getting what I earn, tell your king to leave the red fortress, tell the kingslayer to surrender, tell Tywin to do so, and I will have mercy, they have one hour to do it, or we will enter and then. My pity will disappear," He informed him.
The soldier nodded.
Robb watched him enter and close the doors.
"Sure, they could escape," Sansa whispered.
Robb smiled at her.
"Where would they go?" he asked.
No more than half an hour would pass, when the doors opened and the little king looked at Robb and knelt in front of all his soldiers, Jaime threw his sword to the ground.
"You win Stark," the kingslayer muttered.
"And your father?" he asked.
"Dead " He informed him.
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Robb was sitting on his new throne, the night before he admired it before going to his bedroom with Dacey.
The new king of the landing looked ahead and nodded.
Tommen Aguas entered.
Robb had promised mercy to Bran, but the only thing he could do for him was take him to the wall, not after the war, he could only stop him from being executed.
[T/N: Oh Brandon, don't fall for someone who doesn't love you.]
"Tommen Aguas...From the Lannister house, I understand the situation, this was brought by your brother Joffrey Aguas, not by you...even so, you were the king, you gave orders to attack my army, you did not prevent Tywin from carrying out massacres, the Faith was massacred by Euron, I hope you understand that you will not be able to get out of this situation," he told him.
The boy nodded.
Robb felt sorry for him.
He was the former husband of his now wife Margaery, but he also knew that the situation was brought about by other people, it was a child.
"However, I also know that you could have ordered your soldiers to attack, and you preferred to abandon the iron throne rather than that, you show that you have honor, and you care about your men," he informed.
Tommen looked at him curiously.
"I must condemn you, but I will not take your head, Tommen Aguas. You're going to the wall," said Robb.
Tommen nodded.
"Your sister Myrcella, my sister-in-law will be in Winterfell and will be able to visit you," Robb told him and the boy nodded again.
The guards took him to his room. Robb watched him go.
"You did well, now the kingslayer," said Dacey at his side.
He didn't take long to arrive.
"Ser Jaime," Robb said.
"Your majesty," Jaime murmured.
He didn't know if it was a joke or not.
"You understand the situation," he said.
Jaime nodded.
He couldn't deny anything now.
No excuses.
We were at war.
He did it for his family.
They wouldn't be useful anymore.
"I won't beat around the bush, Tommen is condemned to the wall, you will go with him" he clarified.
Jaime didn't say anything for a few moments, then he nodded.
"Cersei?" he asked.
"Dead, they found her in her room, the causes are still being investigated " he informed him.
Jaime lowered his head.
"You blame me, believe me, none of that suited me, if they were alive, I could make an example," he clarified.
Jaime nodded.
"Well, congratulations on your victory, king of the seven kingdoms," he said.
Robb felt a light in his eyes and came to the white room.
{Congratulations, you have gained a new title!
King of the crown lands.
Your titles King of the North, King of the Trident, King of Iron, King of the Valley, King of the Domain, King of Storms and king of the crown lands have combined, and become King of the seven kingdoms,
The title king of the seven kingdoms grants you a total of 8 skill points per level.
Name: Robb Stark
Level: 28
Title: King of the Seven Kingdoms (+8 skill points)
Skill Points 14
Exp: 5500/19300
Skills:
Swordsmanship Level: 9
Support Magic Level: 9
General Level: 1
Holy Sword Level: 2}
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