We play people's games

by fvdv123

Old guy's brother went through 4 Potter-verses and ended up in Westeros for his next level. This can be read as a stand-alone if you accept the Skills he brought along. His previous levels were done in: The games people play. As always Cringe and Crack are included. The bloody Game is still in Extreme Hard Mode. Insert/Multi

10. Chapter 10

Disclaimer:

Mr. M, Mrs. J.K., I am not done here yet. There is still some left in me… I can use that line in a story too! For free of course.

Previous:

Fuck them yourself! I even didn't touch Obara and she had her Ten and Five name day last month. Astoria and I spend weeks building homes in the hills, next to a river, it was good farmland, and I am fucking doing it again! Trying to solve all problems myself and drowning in them.

The message came in that I am going to be a Noble, I joked at Astoria: "I am going to be a Knight in Shiny Armor, I better protect my eyes on the battlefields."

10 World-building games suck.

Astoria said one evening: "Harry, we bit more than we can chew. We are over our heads with these salt wives. Slapping a portkey to those women while invisible and silenced was fun, but I never expected those Iron Borns had so many of them. Keeping them fed is not a problem at the moment, but housing them and giving purpose to their lives is. I just wanted to have some fun and annoy those squids."

I smiled at her: "So true my love, imagine you want to free all slaves from slaver's bay, once they are free, what then? We have to continue with what we are doing, those women are already better than before. We work for a few months more then we are going to have fun."

Our hectic lives slowly lessens when I got access to my Inventory back. We build a big kitchen and bakery. And a small Mill, to grind the grains, also a big public bathhouse, and a laundry building.

Astoria organized them and put the women to work, while I taught my snakes how to change sand into stone, and how to build with it. My focus was the sewer system and facilities like city hall, hospital, water tower, granaries, storage houses, walls, and guard barracks. Obara, Nymeria, and Tyene, each had their own building style, so I told them to divide the city into three parts, and each does one.

The first fields appeared, magic tools made it easier, until I get myself some horses. At night we were all dead tired, without telling or asking, all three got in our bed, snuggled Astoria, and fell asleep. Astoria shrugged, hugged Tyene, and closed her eyes.

The next morning I said: "We need to delegate more, we are building a fucking City for twenty thousand people from scratch. The worse part is they are all females, so there is a possibility of twenty thousand males coming in.

For the moment we can feed them with the meat from the dungeons, we need resources in the mountains north from here, herd sheep or cattle and create plenty of farms."

I looked at the snakes: "The knowledge we have a lot of Valyrian blades must be kept a secret, for now, we just have to leak out that we visited Valyria and found a couple of Swords that we are willing to sell. We will skin those ass holes from the Reach and Westerlands for as much as we can. Maybe you can let your father start some rumors, there is a nice spear with his name on it if he does. You can choose one from your collection Obara, you already picked the best ones."

Astoria asked me: "Are we going to open trade routes to the surrounding towns and cities? Now we have nothing to trade for except women and what they can produce."

I smiled at her: "What we can do is purchase raw materials and process them into finished products, such as wool, cotton, flax, and hemp. I have several models of spinning wheels and weaving looms, that will make fabrics much cheaper and faster to produce.

I am almost finished with the buildings, after dinner, the wards will go up. The whole city will be protected from rodents and insects. Intent wards against stealing, rape, and spying. Any other suggestions?"

Astoria thought for a moment: "Defense wards against attacks? Wards that keep our wells clean?" Tyene added: "Temperature regulation? Is that possible? It can get very hot in summer and cold in winter."

Obara said: "We can not put too many luxuries in or there will be an immigration stampede to live here." I groaned at the thought alone.

Nymeria asked Astoria: "Tory, you once said to steal Myr's secret for glass production, can we do this here on our coast? You said glass is just molten sand of the right type with some extra stuff, Dorne has plenty of sand. With Harry's method to produce Hydrogen, we just need to build the ovens and find the right proportions."

Astoria answered: "We scouted for possible locations when we flew around, for glass production we found a place twenty miles east from here at the coast. This means to build another town, one with a harbor, we need roads, and all of this we are doing on another Noble's land. I bet he is laughing his ass off."

Obara laughed: "I bet he is shaking in his boots, afraid that we are going to take over his lands… We could do that you know… Or… Harry? He has a granddaughter of our age, what do you think?"

I grumbled: "I have already twenty thousand of those Obara, not to mention three cheeky Sand Dragons and a beautiful wife. Don't you think four is more than enough?"

Astoria chuckled: "You can handle seven, love. But you are right, we can do a magical contract, binding our families together for aid and protection, our kids or grandkids can marry in that family. I think Harry will have his hands full with us alone. Harry, we better wait until you are a Noble, so we are on equal grounds for negotiations."

Xxxxx

A month later we had high visitors, Doran Martell came to see the wonders of the 'Wizard of Dorne', we broke bread and salt and led the whole court inside. He was accompanied by Elia and the kids, Oberyn and his family, Lyanna and her son too. Dani and Viserys were greeted by our dragons as family.

A few months ago we added a heated sandpit for our dragons in the middle of our hall, the sand was heated to a temperature that was barely tolerable for humans, but our dragons loved it. Daenerys was often found sleeping in the pit with Daffy or Bernie, I introduced her to B&B, she has a natural connection with dragons, because of that they acted as she was their chick. B&B liked Dani the moments she walked in the hall.

Lord Martell said: "I had to see it myself to believe it. She is a she-dragon."

I nodded: "That she is My Lord, Little Dani has powerful fire magic and an ancient connection with dragons. You can see the dragons treat her as their own kin."

Lord Martell looked shrewdly at me and asked: "If I can get my hands on some eggs, can she hatch them?"

I had to nip that in the bud: "Any eggs you will find are internally damaged. The time difference and temperature affect their mental health. I had to use Healing Magic and Mind Magic for months to hatch healthy chicks. Forced hatching will result in uncontrollable dragons. She can come here and play anytime she wants, but I am not going to give her a dragon to chase an Iron Throne."

Lord Martell looked disappointed with that statement, I just trashed several plans to sit on that chair. As a consolation, I healed his gout. "Gout is a rich man's disease. Too much meat and fat, no vegetables and fruits are some of the reasons to cause it. Especially when your body is sensitive to it. You have to be on a diet for the rest of your life My Lord."

The City got a lot of attention, social life was slowly starting and it showed. Everyone was amazed at the buildings my sand snakes made in front of the Nobility. The facilities and roads made Oberyn exclaim: "I want to move to this city!"

Obara commented dryly: "Twenty thousand women father, that is even too much for you." Ellaria hugged Oberyn: "Imagine what fun we could have each day my love. We would never leave our bed."

Astoria spoiled their fantasies: "I doubt you would have much fun. These are all salt wives from the Iron Born. They had not a happy life til now."

Lyanna asked: "Why did you move them here?" I shrugged: "We have a captain that is gone rogue, he is destroying pirate ships at the moment, now that he is done with the Iron Born. Captain Teach destroyed more than three hundred ships at the islands. There is a food shortage now, and the salt wives were kicked out to save food. We felt obligated to help them, so we moved them here."

Elia grinned: "A captain gone rogue? Rumors are that it is the fastest ship today, it even doesn't need sails or come on land for supplies." Astoria said: "A captain gone rogue is our official statement, Lady Elia. Although we are now at a level that it doesn't matter if Teach is gone rogue or is following our orders."

That night I became Lord Greengrass, there was not a lot of fuss about it, just a scroll with the announcement. Astoria designed the coat of arms: a Hungarian Horntail on a field of green.

I refused to swear fealty to Dorne: "A wizard's oath is magically binding, breaking it will kill me. This Nobility is a reward for retrieving the children in Braavos. I am not going to chain myself to a country or House. Having three voices in my family should be plenty enough."

Lord Martell was not happy with it, but there is nothing he can do about it. We advertised our Valyrian weapons, gave each of them a sword or dagger, Oberyn got his spear, but it hurt Obara to part with it.

We signed a cooperation contract with the local Noble, Lord Bright, a cadet line of House Ladybright from Sunspear. The poor man was shaking in his boots, although he was happy to sign with the prospect of getting allied with a wizard.

We ended up with his granddaughter as a Lady in Waiting, a pretty blond one. The poor thing was scared shitless the first time the dragons came to greet her. It took Obara and Astoria hours to get her to pet them. Her new room made up for a lot of her hardship. Lucinda felt like a princess at the sight of her bedroom, but after looking at the size of her bed she asked: "Do I have to serve Lord Greengrass in bed too?"

Obara laughed: "Only if you want to Lucinda, for the moment he has enough with us four and is not looking for another wife or paramour. You can always take a look or join in the fun. Harry is a good lover that can keep us satisfied for hours on end. Ask Astoria for memory twenty-five in the pensive."

Nymeria chuckled: "Oh yes! That is a good one we crossed a lot of boundaries in that one."

It took a week before Lucinda could look me in the eyes without blushing and stammering, sometimes glancing at my crotch area. Grandpa must have hinted something because a few weeks later I had to expand my bed again. With a sigh, I let her select an egg.

New Companion Lucinda Bright

Egg:

Species: Valyrian Dragon Female

Time to hatch: 6 months

Chances on successful hatching: 78%

Chances on mental health: 74%

She did have a kinky side, Lucinda loved to play the sub, with three sand snakes bossing her around, she was in heaven.

Xxxxx

The city, Astoria called it Salt City, started to sustain itself. A lot of young women found work on our ships, to take care of the passengers and cook.

A new town was founded twenty miles east. Glass town, a name to promote our main product. We could not make big glass panels, but our quality was superior compared to what Myr could show. Crystal glass became our strong point. I demonstrated glass blowing, to create artwork and tableware. Glass bottles to bottle our whiskey and wine became big sellers.

When the towns were done, we expanded our fleet, at the end of the year, we had thirty ships and one rogue. The warehouses in the cities got a crane to speed loading and unloading. Our captains received storage rings for delicate cargo and perishables.

Finally, our projects were done, the things we did were just for fun or learning. Astoria is studying management, and is involved in the running of the city and Town, the news that thousands of females are looking for a male caused a mass migration.

We paid for it all by selling Valyrian weapons, Oberyn was very sneaky, he hinted it to the High-borns first, once they bought theirs, the High-borns informed… boasted their weapon to their vassals. Of course, they could buy one but had to hurry, they were almost out of stock. I only had a couple of hundreds of them left.

Xxxxx

With all my Skill books from my inventory the girls got educated fast, and the dungeons upped their levels, I know it is cheating, sue me if you like, other Gamers would be a level 1500 by now, I cut corners whenever I can. Lucinda is still new at this and screamed her lungs out in the Dino Dungeon, brontosaurus and T-Rex are bloody big the first time you see them.

When she finally succeeded in her animagus form, a golden one like Tyene, and her Lady hatched, we decided to do a tour of Westeros, you know, to see the sights.

We managed to hire capable people to run Salt city and Glass town. The ships were doing big business with cargo and passengers, the few that risked taking our ships or warehouses did not even pass the wards. They stopped trying after a visit from me and the wives.

We traveled light, our dragons were big enough to ride and we enjoyed the flight, Lucinda sat on Bernie with her little dragon in her arms. The tour started in Dorne where we followed the coastline, seven big dragons were a sight to see. Betsy was the odd one out as the only western dragon but took all attention when we landed at our first stop at Salt Shore next to the keep.

We fed our dragons and turned to meet Lord Gargalen, can you believe he was in full armor? He stood in front of the gate with a sword and shield in his hands. A fucking sword he bought from me not four months ago.

I looked at him and said: "To be honest Lord Gargalen, I prefer bread and salt if you don't mind. The wives and I are on a pleasure trip. Maybe tomorrow we do a spar if you insist."

Lord Gargalen was stunned, a pleasure trip with dragons? To be sure he asked: "You are not here to invade us?"

Astoria laughed at that question: "Oh Morgana, not at all Lord Gargalen, conquering and ruling is too much work. We noticed that with Salt City and Glass Town. The most we do is buy warehouses and set them up for trade if that is alright with you. Our ships pass here all the time, it would be a waste if we neglect a good neighbor with a lot of unique products for sale."

That's my wife! Mixing business with pleasure. That evening we invited Lord Gargalen and his family to dinner in our tent, the girls went overboard when they created it, setting up and taking it down is done with a simple spell, and the size could match a circus tent.

The inside was bigger than some Lord's Keep, and the kitchen, bathroom, and bedrooms are enormous.

Our dragons had their sandpit and didn't feel crowded at all.

At dinner, that I prepared, my Cooking is maxed out, the lord relaxed, it could be the whiskey or the wine, the women and men split up for a nightcap and gossip. He said: "I have to be honest with you Ser harry, when I saw you land with your dragons I thought: today will be my last. They are beautiful creatures but not if you have to face them."

I chuckled: "Very true Ser Tremont. I don't know about the ancient dragons of Valyrian, but our dragons have a mental connection with their rider. We talk to them with our minds, you can even say they are a part of us, our family.

My wives each have one, I bonded with three. And I must tell you, flying with them up there is the best experience there is."

His grandson asked: "Can I fly with one of them?" I shook my head: "No, they would attack any that would try to mount them. Dragons are not horses, fierce, loyal, and independent are the main threats."

I am afraid that will be a much-asked question on our tour.

Xxxxx

The next day I had a spar with the guards of the Keep, one on one was done in seconds, so was two on one, four on one was good training. Obara had a good time demonstrating her spear skills, while Astoria, Nymeria, Lucinda, and Tyene were sipping their tea and sealing a trade deal with Lord Gargalen.

He asked: "Is trading always done by you Ladies?" Nymeria nodded: "I was surprised at first too, our husband has enough wealth to last five lifetimes so he doesn't need it. Trade is a thing we wives all enjoy, it gives us something to do and it is a bonding experience. Harry loves to do magic and invent things, things we use in trading. Our ships are a good example."

We left after we bought a warehouse and hired staff to man/woman it, a lot of Salt City women found new carriers in the warehouses. Our school in the two communities already delivered excellent workers.

The same happened in Lemonwood and Planky town, At Sunspear we were welcomed by Lord Martell, Elia, Oberyn, Lyanna, and Ellaria all with the kids. We did the traditional bread and salt.

Lord Doran said: "The ravens are doing overtime Lord Greengrass, tales of your travels are spreading in and out Dorne. Seven dragons and a portable palace are big news. Do you have a traveling route planned out or are you just flying around?"

I answered: "We are planning a tour of the Seven Kingdoms, Dorne, Reach, Westerlands, The North, The Vale, Riverlands, Crownlands, and the Storm Lands."

Elia asked with a mocking voice: "You are not planning to visit the Iron Born? They are going to be disappointed in you." Astoria answered laughing: "Maybe we will, for a courtesy visit, a few salt wives, see the sites, you know the things tourists do."

Dani asked: "Can I come with you uncle Harry?" I brushed her hair and said: "I am afraid not dear, it would make a political statement, and lead to something nobody wants to begin. When we visit the mainland you can come along if your aunt Elia gives permission."

Our tent was the main attraction, the food I cooked too. With Cooking maxed out, it gave nice buffs, more stamina, agility, or intellect for example.

When we left I told Lyanna: "Lady Lyanna, if you want, when we reached Winterfell I'll send a message to our warehouse here to give you a portkey that will allow you to travel instantly to Winterfell, it will activate with a password.

This way I can guarantee the safety of you and anyone you want to bring along."

Xxxxx

The tour was a blast! The flower boys from the Reach were shitting themselves and felt humiliated when they lost in sparring against the wives. Five hours a day in the dungeons developed a killer mentality, and skills accordingly.

Dinner with the Tyrells was fun, Olenna, Margaery, and her mother Alerie Hightower did the important negotiations while I entertained the braggart Mace with his two sons Willas and Garlan. Loras was already getting buggered by Renly at Storm's End.

Willas is a very intelligent man and could laugh at my humor. Meh, I healed the crippled leg he broke as a squire on a Joust. He can be a knight if he wanted to now, The fool Mace? Two years, three tops.

New Title: Ruthless Killer

Fuck you! It is called weeding, pruning, trimming, clipping. The bastard wanted to add Margaery to my Hare… Household! The kid isn't even ten years old! I politely declined by saying there was surely a prince in Westeros that was more worthy of her. No, she can't have a dragon either. Mace definitively won't last two years.

Olenna interrogated the wives: "Dears, I confess that I never heard of House Greengrass, neither did my contact in the free cities and slavers bay. Oberyn's children however are well known in Westeros, can you elaborate Lady Astoria?"

Astoria smiled mysteriously: "Some things are better left unsaid Lady Olenna, or the magic is gone from it."

Lady Alerie was curious: "The magic?" Astoria shrugged: "It is a figure of speech. Like the wonder of childbirth. Once you know all the secrets of how life is created, the feeling of wonder is gone."

Lady Olenna asked: "You claim to know the secrets of how life is created? Not even the Maesters can claim it!" Astoria answered: "The Maesters are the reason this country is retarded. If they did their job right then we would be living among the stars. We would have devices that could fly from here to Pentos in a matter of hours. Instead of educating us and introducing innovations, they hoard their knowledge, and teach only the Nobles the basic stuff."

Tyene added: "It is true Ladies, our Lord did not only teach us magic, but also science, which is mathematics, astrology, technology, agriculture, these are only a few of them."

Lady Olenna commented: "You gave us a lot to think about ladies, now let us talk about what we can trade, I guess dragons are not on the list? Or fostering our children?"

Obara giggled: "The last one ended up in our bed, I doubt Harry will accept another Lady in Waiting."

Astoria answered: "If we do that we will end up with a hundred children to foster. Daenerys and Viserys were exceptions, Viserys needed to be healed from the damage the Maesters did to House Targaryen."

Lady Alerie: "Damage? Can you explain?"

Astoria nodded: "The Maesters poisoned the Dragons slowly, so the next generation is weaker and eventually die out. The Targaryens were also poisoned, with a mind-altering potion, that amplified distrust, and suspicion, eventually descending into madness. We had to heal Viserys and Daenerys from the effects."

The ladies did good business, when we left, Astoria had an extra passenger. They wouldn't tell me how Lady Olenna managed to get Margaery into my household. I just told them she was their problem.

Lucinda said to that: "Relax husband, it is just fostering a child, it is not the end of the world. We made a very good deal for it."

Xxxxx

We traveled along the coast to Casterly Rock after a visit to Lannisport. Tywin was pissed at us, the one point five million dragons for Brightroar is validated for a rare Valyrian sword, not so when even Hedge knights can afford one. Anyway, we entertained the sour pus, Jaime and Tyrion were present too.

After Dinner Jaime exclaimed: "I remember you! You are the boy that killed the Mad King! Eyeball Harry!" I grinned: "It is been a long time since I heard that moniker. Today, it is the Wizard of Dorne, I don't know about tomorrow. Last time I saw you in King's Landing you were a King's guard, what changed?"

Jaime choffed: "Varys happened, he killed Bealish and went for the king yelling his children are mine and Cercei's bastards. The fat fuck kicked me out of the King's guard. And banished me here."

I asked: "So you moved up then, you are the Heir of Westerlands, instead of a glorified puppet with a big knife. Jaime growled: "It is the greatest honor to be a King's guard!"

I shot back: "Really? Guarding the door of the room where he is fucking his whores is the greatest honor?"

Tywin interrupted: "You seem to know a lot what is going on in Westeros. Are you our enemy?"

Shrugging: "Define 'our'. You are a Lone Lion, Lord Tywin, you don't have allies, only servants and people you bought. Am I your enemy? I can be, it depends on your actions and plans and how they affect me."

Tywin: "For a boy so young you are well educated and smart. Who taught you?"

I smiled at him: "Intellect and wisdom have no age limit or requirement Lord Tywin. Your father for example was severely lacking both."

Tywin fumed: "Are you insulting me on my own land?" I shot back: "Who arranged the songs about Castamere? It was clearly sending the message that you are not the fool your father was. I can hardly insult you when you are the one that tells everyone your father is a fool.

Please don't say honor duel or that kind of shit, your son has still a lot to learn about ruling this place."

He stood up and said while walking out: "I want you gone tomorrow, you will not trade in the Westerlands." I shouted to him: "I don't trade! My wives do!… Jaime, tell your old man not to sabotage my wives trading or warehouses, he won't like the result."

Tyrion asked: "What can you do about it?" I grinned at him and changed their guards into goats: "As you can see that is one of the options. I can even let you kill or want to kill your father and be my employee, I can even make you hate your brother. All of your own free will."

Tyrion shook his head: "I can't believe that. He hates me and I hate him but not enough to kill him. I never can hate Jamie, Cercei, I hate that bitch, but not my brother."

I looked at Jamie: "What do you think Ser Jaime? Can I do it? Do you have secrets that can cause your brother to hate you?" Doubt was written all over Jaime's face, he took a gamble and said: "You can't."

I shrugged: "Ok, Tyrion, if you want to travel with us, be ready tomorrow morning. Here is the solution to the challenge: Tysha, remember your first wife and love? Your father forced your brother to lie about her. She wasn't a whore at all. He just could not stand that you married a small folk girl. Did you really believe your father? Ah, because your brother said it was true, so it had to be the truth. She got raped by the guards, remember? 100 silvers and one Dragon."

Every word I said hammered into Tyrion's head, the look of shame Jaime showed said enough. Those bloody goats are shitting on my rug!

Manipulation 65

Xxxxx

The next day, Tyrion stood before my tent. I kissed the wives goodbye, saying I catch up at Banefort. The last stop before the Iron Islands. Grabbing Tyrion's arm I Teleported to Salt city and introduced him to the city council as the new major of Salt City and Glass Town. The next teleport was to Glass town where I did the same. A two-way permanent portkey and five storage rings made him a courier too.

I told him: "The women here were almost all salt wives from the Iron Islands. They experienced the same fate as Tysha. Maybe you can help to heal them and yourself. I could not find Tysha, the normal way or magical. I fear she did not survive. Take your time Lord Tyrion. Your duties start when we get back from our tour. Select a building here and one in Salt City. In a ring is enough money to get started." I ported back, changed into Bobby, and chased after the wives.