Game of Thrones: Holy Sword of Light

Chapter 39 Someone Named Jia Kun
white harbor.

The Iron Bank did not break its promise, and they sent ships worth 35 gold dragons over at an extremely fast speed. These ships all had their own sailors.

Of course, Jon knew that these people belonged to the Iron Bank, but now he had to hold his nose.

There are more than 100 ships, including merchant ships and several warships. The huge fleet also gives the nearly [-] territorial residents on Guangming Island enough confidence to produce various things at full capacity.

Pine nuts, acorns, hazelnuts, needless to say.

Weirwood seeds, which are unique to the northern border, can also be eaten. They are all fried and used to make food for shortages.

Large-scale purchase of potatoes from the riverlands is used to brew vodka. Vodka has a high degree of content, which can be burned or exchanged for strategic materials.

Jam, fruit wine, candles, soap, and some basic workshop handicraft products can be dumped into the territory of the Seven Kingdoms in large quantities. After they are sold, they can be exchanged for various strategic materials, obsidian, iron ore, leather armor, shield...

The battle with the White Walkers will come sooner or later. Now not only Guangming Island needs to be armed, but also the Night Watchman. Wait for the free city-state to buy food and supplies.

Various materials for building the city were also purchased by Jon to help repair the Great Wall.

In this life, Jon clearly felt that the strength of the White Walkers has increased by more than one level, perhaps because he rescued the Green Prophet in advance...

"Come on, let you be a ghost, I will build walls high, accumulate food, and slowly become king."

In order to reach King's Landing as soon as possible, Jon sent a message with a raven to send a warship. It was the main battleship used by the Iron Bank in Braavos. There were sixty sailors on board, all of whom were dispatched by Jon.

"Let's go, King's Landing!"

Jon renamed the ship the March, boarded and set off straight away.

The captain was a tall, thin man with long hair and an ordinary face, but his eyes were very calm.

"What's your name!?"

Jon asked.

"A certain person's name is Jaqen."

The captain's answer made Jon's eyes twinkle. He already knew that the Iron Bank had a lot to do with the House of Black and White, but he didn't expect that the Iron Bank would directly send the killer Jaqen to "protect" him! ?
"Someone seems to be highly skilled in martial arts."

Jon stared at Jaqen and raised his lips.

"I can see at a glance that you are not human!"

Jia Kun was stunned. As the top assassin of the House of Black and White, he had done countless missions, and this was the first time he was exposed in person.

"Master Jon, you..."

Jia Kun frowned slightly. According to the requirements of the Iron Bank, he needed to protect Jon personally, because Jon was listed as an "important asset" by the Iron Bank.

"Don't call me Jon."

Jon waved his hand.

"Someone is just an ordinary person... an unknown person." Jon said deeply.

These words made Jia Kun stunned again.

Jon looked funny, Xiao Mian, say what you said, leaving you speechless.

"If you want to become a top assassin, you have to forget who you are, young man, the way of an assassin is not to fight and kill..."

"The way of an assassin, that is..."

Jon left a conversation on purpose, patted Jaqen on the shoulder and boarded the ship.

Jia Kun opened his mouth, but was unable to speak.

After Jon boarded the ship, he was very satisfied. Of course he needed the help of the Iron Bank, but it couldn't be completely controlled by the Iron Bank.

As the largest capital in the world today, the Iron Bank has more than 200 million gold dragons, almost 300 million gold dragons, just for lending money to the Iron Throne.

If you count the other free cities across the Narrow Sea, as well as thousands of cities, Iron Bank's assets are at least 5000 million gold dragons, or even more.

Before Guangming Island has the absolute strength to get rid of it, it doesn't matter to use each other with it.

Because using and being used are always mutual.

And looking at Iron Bank's posture, they were obviously nervous that the White Walkers beyond the Great Wall would lose control. After all, Iron Bank owed them millions of golden dragons, not to mention the other nobles of the Seven Kingdoms.

As far as Jon knew, the North owed money to the Iron Bank, too.

The boat sailed on the sea and headed quickly towards King's Landing. The sea water here was much smoother, but many giants could still be seen.

That should be a school of sardines, or possibly a whale.

Jon opened his hand and let his thoughts quickly skip the ocean. He saw a huge squid, an unknown giant fish, and some suspected Neptune-like creatures.

even……

Mermaid! ?

Jon never doubted the existence of mermaids, because Westeros is a low-magic world.

And there are unicorns in the north and beyond the Great Wall, giants, children of the forest, and even dragons after the appearance of the red comet.

"If you have a chance, you should go to the Valyrian continent to explore. Maybe you can find the legendary dragon's horn and dragon eggs..."

Jon said to himself.

Suddenly, his eyes flickered, and the eyes glowed with a faint golden color. The golden-eyed crow he sent to Pentos had a message...

pantos.

"Jon Wright, by your side."

The golden-eyed crow was manipulated by Jon, and his soul was attached to the golden-eyed crow, looking at Daenerys who was talking to him in front of him.

"You can really talk!?"

Daenerys widened her eyes in surprise, and Viserys, who was a little bit arrogant, also looked over in surprise.

"I am the Lord of Light, and I am also the blood of the true dragon. I am everywhere, and wherever there is light, I am there."

Jon leaped lightly forward with the body of the Golden-Eyed Crow, saluted Daenerys with his wings, and saluted Viserys again.

"Blood of my blood, you are all my dear relatives, brothers and sisters."

"I have the same blood as you, trust me."

"The usurper on the Iron Throne has died soon. The Game of Thrones has begun. The Hand of the King, Jon Arryn, was poisoned..."

"Soon, King's Landing will be in chaos."

"And I am also on my way to King's Landing."

Jon said simply.

"What you said is true, Illyrio poisoned me..." Viserys gritted his teeth and said, he didn't drink the wine Illyrio gave him these days, and instantly felt different.

I am no longer so irritable.

And my mind is much clearer.

"Illyrio has a big benefactor behind him, and now his big benefactor is also funding me... I will tell the benefactor behind him not to harm you, and then send someone to pick you up."

"Let's go to Guangming Island first, the blood of my blood."

"The glory that belongs to the Dragon Clan will come back sooner or later. The Iron Throne will not be a waste. Sooner or later, we will get back everything that belongs to us!"

Jon nodded at them.

Viserys and Daenerys looked at each other.

"How can we trust you!?"

When Viserys is awake, he is a beautiful young man.

Jon didn't talk nonsense, he jumped forward, his golden eyes rolled, and soon, the hypnotized Viserys saw one picture after another...

"So you are..."

Viserys' eyes widened in shock, and he covered his mouth, not knowing what to say, and stared at the golden-eyed crow.

"Be careful!"

"Blood of my blood, the heavens and the earth know about this matter, you know and I know, before the Dragon Clan ascends the Iron Throne again, I hope you will keep silent!"

"I will, blood of my blood!"

Viserys' eyes were moist, and his body was trembling. For so many years, this was the first time he had met relatives other than his sister, and his eyes softened when he looked at the golden-eyed crow.

"Beside you are the secret agents sent by the Iron Throne, the Iron Vault, and the Illyrio faction..."

"I will find someone to protect you, the night is coming, family members..."

"Only the blood of the real dragon can awaken the dragon's veins. Blood and fire come from the same source. Only dragons can sing the song of ice and fire..."

The voice of the golden-eyed crow rang in the ears of the two of them.

Pentos city.

Ser Jorah Mormont, with a sword at his side, was drinking in a tavern.

His father, Jeor Mormont, voluntarily donned black and went to the Night's Watch to keep the title passed on to him.

And Jorah Mormont was expelled because of slave smuggling before inheriting Bear Island. The main source of his slave trade was the wildlings beyond the Wall, and the Iron Islands, Pentos, Iron Bank, and Braavos. Inextricably linked...

Bear Island originally belonged to the Iron Islands. It was won by a Stark family patriarch wrestling from the King of the Iron Islands and awarded to the Mormont family. There are many bears on the island.

After being expelled by Ed Stark, Jorah Mormont boarded the slave ship to Pentos, escaped by chance, and was recruited by Varys, Minister of Intelligence of the Iron Throne, and King Robert promised him that as long as he monitored Targaryen The two brothers and sisters of the family made contributions and could let him return to Bear Island.

However, many years have passed now...

Jorah Mormont found that Daenerys was so beautiful that he almost watched Daenerys grow up.

He fell in love with Daenerys.

He's even willing to give anything for Daenerys... including his life.

It's just that he didn't know how to approach or how to say it.

Suddenly, a golden-eyed crow flapped its wings and flew over.

"Quack, stand tall!"

The golden-eyed crow fluttered its wings, and after retracting its wings, stood firmly in front of Mormont.

Mormont frowned. He originally had long gray-brown hair and sharp-edged cheeks. Over the years, he has become a little bald and his eyes have become more vicissitudes, but he was once an excellent swordsman.

"you……"

Mormont has traveled far and wide, and has seen many strange things, talking ravens, crows, he is not new.

His father Jeor Mormont had a talking raven.

"Ser Jorah Mormont, I am Jon Wright, Lord of the Bright Isles, from the North..."

"Your father, Jeor Mormont, ask me to send you my regards!"

Jon manipulated the golden-eyed crow and said that he knew that Jorah Mormont would definitely help him.

"Father!"

Jorah Mormont was stunned. The biggest weakness in his life was that he failed his father's expectations...

Jeor Mormont devoted his whole life to chivalry and noble glory, but he, Jorah Mormont...became a sinner.

"Atonement has come, Ser Jorah."

"The long night is approaching, a cold wave is blowing outside the Great Wall, white corpses are walking among them, countless ghouls are eating away the lives of the free people outside the Great Wall, I need your help..."

Jon's voice, uttered through the unique voice of the Golden-Eyed Crow, had a unique hypnotic magnetic force.

"What do you need me to do!?"

"The usurper on the Iron Throne is not worthy of allegiance, and he may die soon...Jon Arryn, the Hand of the King, is dead, and the conflict between the Iron Throne and the Lannister family is on the surface..."

"The war between the living and the dead is more cruel than Game of Thrones. The only thing that can deal with the long night is blood and fire, and only the blood of the real dragon!"

"I hope you will become Daenerys' bodyguard and help me protect her. When my ship arrives, take her and Viserys to Bright Island..."

"Protect Daenerys!? It's my duty."

……

King's Landing.

The death of Jon Arryn completely tore the fig leaf from the Iron Throne.

After the messenger from the Iron Bank left, Robert's roar became more frequent. He asked Baelish, the Chancellor of the Exchequer, to find a way to raise some funds to repay the interest on the Iron Bank, but...

"Your Majesty, we can hold a tournament."

Baelish bowed obsequiously.

"We summoned nobles from the High Court, the Riverlands, and the Valley to participate in the tournament. The winner will have tens of thousands of golden dragons as prize money."

"As for next year's tax collector, the tax collection ratio will also be determined by Your Majesty during this martial arts tournament. Look!?"

Robert's eyes wrinkled when he was blushing from drinking.

Tournament is not the purpose.

The purpose is the attitude of the nobles of the Seven Kingdoms. The Iron Throne needs money, and the tournament can justifiably summon the nobles of the Seven Kingdoms to donate money. In addition, there are always some people who covet the position of the Lannister family, so they can use their strength to fight...

If only these bastards were as obedient as Jon Wright from Guangming Island, wait, he seems to have promised to give me [-] golden dragons, and he is already on his way...

Picking up his wine glass, Robert took a sip of vodka. This wine was very to his liking, and even the fruit wine from Guangming Island was sweeter.

"Okay, you can arrange the martial arts tournament."

Robert glanced at the ministers of his imperial council, the dozing bachelor, the untrustworthy minister of intelligence, the minister of finance at both ends of the head rat, the admiral who was sick all the year round... and more and more red robes.

Damn it, the red robes in the Red Castle, the soldiers of the Lannister family, have more gold robes than the Baratheon family!

However, the Iron Throne has no money, and as soon as the treasury's money is recovered, it needs to be used to pay the interest on the loan.

"Damn, damn, damn!"

Robert was angry again, he didn't want to worry about these troubles, he raised the flagon and began to drink vodka...

……

Horn Fort.

As the No.1 general of Highgarden, Randall Tarly once defeated King Robert Baratheon head-on on the battlefield.

Although their Tully family is rich, they have always had the tradition of competing and galloping on the battlefield.

However, Randall Tully's eldest son, Samwell Tully...

Randall Tarly has a strong figure, and he is still over half a century old. His bones are firm, and he sees his eldest son, Samwell Tarly, who is fat and clumsy practicing swordsmanship, and he is very angry.

He secretly made up his mind that he would let his eldest son Samwell Tarly become a night watchman, and hand over the succession to his second son...

Just then, a golden-eyed crow flew over.

"Guangming Island, greetings to you."

The golden-eyed crow held a letter in its claws, and it flapped its wings and landed quietly in front of Randall Tully.

"Lord of Guangming Island, Knight Jon Wright, greetings to the Tully family, I sincerely invite your eldest son, Samwell Tully, to become my chief advisor, and I will pay you twenty gold dragons a year , and at the same time give him the right to choose a territory and build a family on Guangming Island and its affiliated islands!"

The Golden-Eyed Crow is naturally Jon Wright's clone.

In the original book, Bran has mastered various manipulation abilities before reaching beyond the Great Wall, and Jon is more than ten times more capable than him.

"I'm sorry, the Tully family is not interested in this." Randall Tully refused coldly. He is a high court tiger general and has no interest in these things.

"I can make him lose weight within a year and become a brave fighter!"

Jon directly threw out his trump card.

"Oh!?"

Now, Randall Tully couldn't sit still.

……

Pentos, the Red Temple.

"What's the situation, you King of Light, R'hllor, still want to spread the belief of the Red God? I, Jon Wright, as the spokesperson of the light, you don't care about it!"

"Sorry, Lord Jon..."

"Don't say I'm sorry, I'll change my name when I go back, I won't be called Wright anymore, I'll be called Tucker, it's bad, I want to blacken it!"

"The Night King has led hundreds of thousands of ghouls to besiege Guangmingwang, and your Red Temple is still discussing whether I, Jon Wright, is a heretic!?"

"I've never seen such a brazen person!"

"You believe in a false Red God! No wonder there have been legends in the Seven Kingdoms that the King of Light is orthodox in the North. After all, the Sons of Dawn defeated the Long Night in the North with the Night Watchman and the Builder Brandon!"

"Heh, it's just you, fake priests and fake witches who are pretending to be fans of the King of Light with the title of Red God, and I will beat you once I see you!"

"Master Jon, please calm down!"

"We, the Red God Sect, will do our best to support you. The long night is coming, and the White Walkers will wake up. We have received the revelation from R'hllor, the Lord of Light... the flames reveal everything."

"That's about the same. What about the red-robed priest Melisandre!? The golden-cloaked priest!? Send me ten first!"

"I want to hit ten!"

Jon the Golden-Eyed Raven yelled at the Red Temple.

(End of this chapter)