Just as Jon and the others were preparing for the next wave of strikes, the door they leaned on suddenly gave way.
Unprepared, the two lost their balance and toppled backward—yet the fall spared them, for in that instant the enemy’s blades slashed only empty air.
Behind them, Kal had thrown the door wide open. At the same time, he yanked free the heavy square wooden bar that had been set across the door as a brace.
As weapons swept toward them, Kal swung the thick beam i...
2025-09-03 04:59:31 +0000 UTC
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“Well then… thank you,” said Yohn Royce at last. With the Warden of the East himself declaring his willingness to speak on behalf of the Vale, what more was there to say?
And following Kal’s words, the looks the gathered lords gave him softened considerably.
In the end, it was easy enough to talk with someone reasonable. Though he bore the name Stone, a bastard, he was still a child of the Vale, was he not?
“Very well. I’m glad this misunderstanding with the Iron...
2025-09-02 23:27:38 +0000 UTC
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If, by leveraging certain pieces of information, those behind the scenes had truly caused the Vale to see the Iron Throne in a different light—
Then his suspicions were not without basis.
A storm of emotions churned in his chest. Kal’s expression grew heavy as he lifted his gaze toward the assembled nobles.
After all, let alone others—even if he placed himself in their shoes, without that god’s-eye perspective he now possessed, he too would have arrived at the same t...
2025-09-02 01:53:06 +0000 UTC
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“It was a grand wedding. Khal Drogo, leader of the Dothraki, took the last daughter of House Targaryen—Daenerys Targaryen—to wife."
"It is said the magisters of Pentos themselves arranged it.”
Since Kal Stone already knew something about the Dothraki, Lady Anya followed through with a more detailed explanation.
Kal tilted his head slightly, waiting for her to continue.
“But even before the wedding concluded, news of what had happened in the North had already ...
2025-09-01 05:24:45 +0000 UTC
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Inside a warm firelit chamber of the Eyrie, Kal attended a meeting with the Vale lords, held in his capacity as Warden of the East, though without the presence of the Lord of the Eyrie.
The nobles of the Vale had formed an alliance in place of the Arryn family’s authority.
They swore their oaths before the Old Gods, and Kal acknowledged them.
Before this meeting, in the presence of Robert Arryn and the gathered lords of the Vale, Kal had eaten the salt and bread that signi...
2025-08-30 20:53:05 +0000 UTC
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The mother and son, who had been clutching each other in tears, had gone silent when Ser Vardis spoke out in their defense. Both turned their tear-stained faces toward him—
Only to see, in the very next heartbeat, Kal launch an attack without the slightest warning.
A sword flew through the air and pierced the Captain of the Eyrie’s guards.
The force carried by the blade drove the armored knight’s staggering body forward, crashing down toward the pair.
Seeing that...
2025-08-30 06:11:35 +0000 UTC
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Faced with Lysa Tully’s accusations—and seeing young Robert Arryn sitting beside her, clapping his hands in excitement at his mother’s madness as though watching some fine spectacle—the lords of the Vale could not help but darken in expression.
Justice lies in men’s hearts. If not for this madwoman, they would never have found themselves in such a position.
Yet out of loyalty to House Arryn, they could not voice such words against Lysa Tully and the last heir of House Ar...
2025-08-30 05:55:23 +0000 UTC
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The great hall of the Eyrie, meant as the castle lord’s dining place, was a long yet austere chamber.
Its walls were built of blue-veined white marble. At the far end stood the high seat of House Arryn, a throne carved from weirwood.
Narrow arched windows lined the hall, with iron sconces holding fire-torches set between them, their flames hissing and sputtering under the gusts of wind blown in from beneath the Moon Door.
The Moon Door of the Eyrie stood here in this hall...
2025-08-30 05:42:00 +0000 UTC
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“Kal Stone.”
Nestor Royce was a large man, broad-chested, bald, with streaks of white running through his beard, and a small birthmark on his face.
Looking upon the bastard who had once worked in service to House Arryn, and who now bore the title of Warden of the East, his gaze was filled with complexity—
But above all, with resentment.
Hearing himself addressed, Kal inclined his head slightly. “High Steward Nestor Royce, it has been a long time. Have you come ...
2025-08-30 05:29:57 +0000 UTC
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Kal could hardly stand the embarrassment. With a light cough, he raised his head toward the half-familiar figure on the bridge.
“Ser Brynden Tully. May we pass into the Vale?”
Yes—the knight of the Bloody Gate before them was none other than Brynden Tully, younger brother of Lord Hoster Tully of Riverrun.
At Kal’s words, Ser Brynden Tully shook off his surprise and returned to himself.
Looking down from the Bloody Gate, he saw the boy he remembered—once just ...
2025-08-30 05:05:11 +0000 UTC
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Hall and the others noticed Kal’s return.
Seeing his gaze lingering on Jon as he gathered Kennedy’s remains, Hall dropped the corpse he had been dragging toward the roadside to dig a grave, and walked over with a grave expression.
“My lord—”
Hearing Hall call out, Kal turned his head toward him.
Hall pointed to the bodies on the ground—aside from the five mutilated ones Kal had cut down at the start, there were four others.
“These were the men who a...
2025-08-30 04:47:17 +0000 UTC
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“Lord Kal, what’s happening? Why are we under attack?!”
Jon’s eyes were wide, his pupils contracted. Kennedy’s blood and brain still clung to his face. He wiped it away with a trembling hand, staring at Kal as he demanded an answer.
“It’s the mountain clans!”
Kal’s voice was cold, sharp, brimming with killing intent as his gaze locked on the treeline.
With no time for explanations, he left only that name, then raised his longsword and charged straight...
2025-08-30 04:21:10 +0000 UTC
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At Kal’s words, not only Sam himself, but also Jon Snow and the others riding behind were struck dumb.
They all knew there had to be some reason why the heir of Horn Hill had chosen the black. But none had ever imagined it might be as Kal described.
Too cruel. Far too cruel—
Jon’s face twisted with conflicting feelings. He could not help but blurt out, “My lord, surely Lord Randyll Tarly would not…”
But before he could finish, Samwell turned to Kal, eyes wi...
2025-08-30 04:01:39 +0000 UTC
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After a long silence, unable to endure the torment of his own nerves, Samwell finally decided to test the waters and spoke: “I once read in a book about some of the Vale’s legends—”
“They say this path is called the ‘Uphill Road.’ Quite a hard climb, they say… and sometimes you can even spot a shadowcat.”
Samwell said it while pretending to admire the scenery.
Hearing him speak, Kal instinctively turned his eyes toward him.
Samwell, who had been focus...
2025-08-30 03:47:03 +0000 UTC
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“What do we do?” Victarion’s voice growled from within his helmet, his brow furrowing slightly. “We don’t have enough ships. We’ve already left part of our fleet behind to hold Faircastle, Kayce, and Feastfires, which we took.”
Balon knew exactly what his brother was implying—after all, those decisions had been his will.
Balon watched the dark line slowly rising over the horizon. He could tell at once that this fleet was three times the size of his own.
If th...
2025-08-30 03:23:58 +0000 UTC
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“My lord—” Jon suddenly whispered a reminder from the side.
Kal snapped back to himself, realizing Averry had already finished telling him all he knew, and was now sitting there, looking uneasy at Kal’s inexplicable silence.
“Ahem. Thank you for sharing what you know—and I’m sorry for your misfortune,” Kal said with little sincerity.
Averry’s face grew awkward. He quickly waved his hand and replied, “No, no. We too hope the King can bring this war to an e...
2025-08-29 23:08:40 +0000 UTC
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The Seat of Wyvern and Cat was finally completed. Because the Fire Wyverns had occasionally eaten the special Cat Meals prepared for them in the past, they were already well aware of the effects these dishes had on their bodies.
Thus, the moment the canteen was built, Fire Wyverns wasted no time in bringing food for the cats to prepare. Even though a lack of ingredients made the dishes slightly less effective, the unique taste—and the fact that they still boosted stamina limits—was ...
2025-08-29 04:23:14 +0000 UTC
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Noticing the approach from the river, Averry cast a wary glance, then signaled his two companions before stepping forward to meet them.
“I am Averry, a Wandering crow of the Night’s Watch. We are transporting recruits to Castle Black. We have no wish to meddle in the quarrels of the realm.”
Averry noticed that the men on the boat were clad in fine, tightly fitted armor. At once he realized that those aboard were at least knights, perhaps greater lords, so he quickly declared...
2025-08-29 03:23:32 +0000 UTC
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“Boss-meow, we have something that needs your permission-meow.”
The Grimalkyne leader approached Logan to report the matters discussed at the recent cat Gathering.
Two issues had been raised. The first was their desire to open a Felyne canteen at the cliff edge beside the Ancient Tree’s canopy, to be named “The Seat of Wyvern and Cat.” The Grimalkyne chefs would serve as the head cooks, while Fire Wyvern couples who wished to eat Felyne Meals would provide the main ingre...
2025-08-28 23:25:41 +0000 UTC
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The Golden Company was founded by Aegor Rivers, known as “Bittersteel,” the once-famed “noble bastard.”
This company had grown into what was now regarded as the largest, most renowned, and most expensive mercenary host among the Free Cities.
Though mercenaries were often cursed for their fickleness, the Golden Company’s honor lay in the fact that they never broke a contract, true to their own words—“Our word is as good as gold.”
Harry Strickland, nicknamed ...
2025-08-28 17:05:35 +0000 UTC
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[Record: The Fire Wyvern King of the Ancient Tree appears to possess the ability to completely command the Fire Wyvern pack of the Ancient Tree. Years of leading the pack have given it the presence of an ‘Overlord,’ a pressure so intense it can even affect hunters.]
After finishing the entry, the Wyverian scholar flipped to another page in the female compiler’s notebook, pointing at one of her sketches.
“Here—you wrote that when the Fire Wyverns gather, the temperature r...
2025-08-27 20:30:13 +0000 UTC
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“...Sigh.”
Watching the sight before him, Sarutobi Hiruzen could only let out a long breath.
His clash with Danzō had left him bitter, but now was no time to dwell on it.
His gaze turned, settling on Kitagawa Gen, who was walking toward him.
“Gen, you’ve done well.”
Looking at Kitagawa Gen, Sarutobi Hiruzen couldn’t help but sigh again.
Though he had been locked in battle with Danzō, he had not once failed to pay attention to what was happenin...
2025-08-27 04:29:50 +0000 UTC
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“You run fast. But do you really think you can get away?”
Kitagawa Gen, however, paid it no mind. His left hand had already been locked in a seal, compressing a Water Dragon Tornado to its very limit until it resembled a javelin, which he then drove mercilessly into the ground!
[Boom—]
The raging torrent tore through the high platform, as if it could no longer bear the strain. Countless fissures spread outward like wild veins.
An endless flood of water engulfed R...
2025-08-27 04:14:46 +0000 UTC
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“Damn it… Sasori’s dead?”
Watching his crumbling form, the others’ hearts sank to rock bottom. But their reaction was swift.
“Now’s our chance!”
Without hesitation, all except Nagato attacked at once.
Obito didn’t bother with Fire Release this time—he knew it would be useless. Instead, he directly unleashed Wood Release.
From beneath Kitagawa Gen, towering trees coiled upward, their razor-sharp trunks alone enough to strike fear into the heart...
2025-08-27 04:00:22 +0000 UTC
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“What’s going on?”
Jiraiya and Tsunade were leading the remaining Konoha shinobi in an assault against the Sound, Sand, and Cloud forces.
Originally, they had intended to remain behind to deal with the One-Tail, but Kitagawa Gen had sworn he could handle it—and still go to reinforce the Third Hokage.
And with shinobi from the other villages on the verge of action, Konoha needed experienced leaders. At this moment, only the two of them could take command.
They h...
2025-08-27 03:32:14 +0000 UTC
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“What is that?”
As the raging chakra swept across the land, the entirety of Konohagakure instantly sensed it.
No matter which village the shinobi came from, each of them couldn’t help but turn their heads toward the distant surge. None of them could clearly understand what was happening.
“Rooaar!”
Yet the furious bellow of the One-Tail dragged their attention back in an instant, making everyone realize—the real trouble had only just begun!
Sarutobi Hi...
2025-08-27 02:51:50 +0000 UTC
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“Is this Root’s base?”
Staring at the collapsed ground—especially the massive crater now laid bare beneath—Kitagawa Gen couldn’t help but raise a brow. Yet he quickly understood the situation.
Root’s base, true to its name, had always been buried deep underground.
With such a battle raging here, collapsing it into rubble was hardly anything surprising.
“Still, fighting in this place isn’t ideal. I should find an opportunity to move things elsewhere....
2025-08-27 02:34:26 +0000 UTC
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“Orochimaru?”
Hiruzen stared in disbelief at the figure before him.
“Where’s Danzō?”
“Sensei, your reaction is far too slow.”
With a casual motion, Orochimaru peeled away his disguise. His voice was calm, almost indifferent.
“Tell me… since I’m standing here, what do you think has become of Danzō?”
“...”
Realization struck Hiruzen. His fists clenched tight as he growled under his breath.
“So this was your plan all a...
2025-08-27 02:13:49 +0000 UTC
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Up on the high platform, Sarutobi Hiruzen beamed as he looked at those seated around him.
“Everyone, this is truly rare, for us all to gather like this.”
“Indeed, rare,” the Fourth Raikage muttered. He cast a sweeping glance at the others, then sneered.
“Likely only Konohagakure has the nerve and the strength to bring everyone together like this.”
“That’s right.”
Ōnoki chuckled beside him. His gaze lingered on the Raikage’s empty left sleeve,...
2025-08-27 01:56:02 +0000 UTC
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“But Sunagakure doesn’t seem to be behaving honestly either.”
This time, Kitagawa Gen couldn’t help but speak.
“In the exam hall, I noticed their team had someone who looked very much like Naruto.”
“I know. That boy is Gaara. They informed us beforehand—and he’s the Kazekage’s son.”
Hiruzen rubbed his brow helplessly.
“This business is outrageous, yes, but since he’s the Kazekage’s child and Sunagakure is our ally, we can’t refuse ou...
2025-08-27 01:18:27 +0000 UTC
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