Soon, the attacker was brought into a small room and was tied to a wooden pillar.
"Name?" Alexander questioned.
"Bronn," the man said.
~I didn't think I'd see him here~
He quickly looked into his memories, Bronn had been bullied since he was small. His own parents used to beat him. First killed a person at the age of 12 in order to protect himself. Since then, has done various deeds to make money. He was probably slightly better than many people in Westeros.
"So, Bronn, who sent you to kill me?" Alexander asked.
"Roose Bolton, he gave me 50 Dragons to kill you. 25 advance and rest the after killing," Bronn quickly replied.
"You are being very easy to talk to, why?"
"Well, I'm a sellsword. I work for money, but you know what sounds better than money? My head over the shoulder" he replied.
"Wise words coming out of a sellsword. So, what do you think I should do with you?"
"I don't know, set me free?" He said in his sarcastic voice.
"Sure, go," Alexander untied the rope.
Bronn just looked at that all surprised, But before he could say anything, Alexander picked Bronn's sword and tore it from the middle like it was a piece of paper.
"Good luck reaching the wall without any weapons. Though do tell me, haven't you heard that I and my first sword fought hundreds of men in King's Landing before I killed the Mad King? Why did you still take up the request?" He was seriously amused by Bronn, the whole already Westeros knew not to mess with him, but here he was.
"Yeah, I had heard them. Like most legends and rumors, I thought it was also exaggerated. I also didn't have much money to buy food so I took it. There aren't really that many sellswords who would agree to this job, so Lord Bolton gave it to me." Bronn truthfully replied.
"Hmm, in the end, it really comes down to money. Good, how would you like to work for me?" Alexander asked.
"Depends on what you want," Bronn haggled.
"Even in this situation, you want to bargain. Well, I'll give you 100 golds a month. If you do a good job, I might as well give you a castle. So, what's it gonna be?" Alexander offered.
"Where do I sign?" Broon happily asked.
Alexander quickly gave him a page and a quill. He signed quickly. Then for a split second, his body shone in white light.
"What did I just sign on?" his face looked pale.
"You, my friend. Just sold yourself to me. From now on, you cannot betray me. If you tried to tell anyone about me or my people or my magic. You'll feel a lot of pain and will be forced to come to me and confess. Though, I am also duty-bound to pay you and if you do good then promote you." Alexander briefly explained.
"That's not possible," Bronn scoffed and quickly got out of the tent and started shouting.
"LORD STARK IS A ******** AND CAN ***** * ***** **** *****"
The most important words just didn't come out of his mouth and he also felt pain in his body. Then his body automatically went back to Alexander.
"I tried to tell everyone that you're a sorcerer and can tear a sword like a piece of paper... FUCK, you weren't lying, what sorcery is this?" Bron cursed.
"Welcome to the club, don't ask about my magic though," Alexander shrugged.
"Time for Kisses" He suddenly roared and started kissing them. They all giggled and fought him.
...
Realizing that doing things slowly was making matters worse, he sent the order to bring the rest of the remaining 600 common ships to The North. He was going to station 2 fleets of 250 ships in the north. One on the East Coast, at Norgold, and one on the West Coast, at the Northern Naval Shipyard and production hub, Wolf's city at Sea Dragon Point.
1 of the remaining Fleet would be stationed near Braavos with permission from the Sealord to help Iron Bank in its Insurance Business. The last Fleet would be used for his first attack on foreign soil and then stationed there.
He was going to take over Qarth, in the east. It was a very big and rich city due to its location. It controlled the Jade Gates, which was the passage towards further east and from further east to west.
They also have a very big fleet of merchant ships, probably about 2000 ships combined. The trade there was monopolized by three guilds of competing merchant princes, the Thirteen, the Tourmaline Brotherhood, and the Ancient Guild of Spicers. There was also the Warlocks of the House of Undying. They dabble in black magic and dark rituals to do magic and to extend their lives. They all had their lives forfeited the moment he came to the world.
If he takes that city. He'll have the power to promote trade around the world and bring development faster. There was also the problem of slavery which he would have to solve soon.
~So much to do. *Sigh* at least the north is on track. Once everything settles. I'll start the phase 2~
...
He went to the Dungeons of Norgold. The attacker was held there. Brandon was beating the guy himself.
"Who sent you? Tell me," he yelled.
"Hehe" the prisoner laughed with his bloody mouth.
"I'll do it, Brandon. No need to get physical." Alexander stopped him.
Then he entered the guy's brain and started to mumble loudly.
"So, a sellsword from Essos... Oh, this is a surprise. The Ironborn. They aren't happy with my navy keeping peace in the seas. They wanted to warn me?... Oh, and what's this? They are planning a Rebellion. Well, let's see how that'll go" Alexander mumbled.
"H-How do you know that?" The shocked man asked.
"I have my ways. Now, forget everything" he said and put the man to eternal death.
"Even I wouldn't fall so low to attack children," Bronn interjected.
"Well, Bronn. What would you do in this situation?"
"If I had the world's strongest fleet. I'd go straight up there and teach the fuckers, they reap what they sow," he nonchalantly said.
"Haha... I see what you did there. Their motto is 'We do not sow'. Still, if I attack them then it'd be seen as a rebellion. Then I'll also have to fight all the other houses for no reason as they would fight me to take away my wealth. Which I don't wanna do yet" Alexander replied.
"Yet? You mean you will in the future?" Bronn asked, he wasn't really serious when he had said that.
"I will neither confirm nor deny that. Let's go on now. We have to prepare for the siege of Qarth" Alexander said and walked away with Brandon.
"What the F*CK... when did that happen?" Bronn cursed loudly.
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