Malaya Empire, located at the centre of Nusantara continent. Home to the most dungeon in the continent. With 5 low grade dungeon, 4 mid grade dungeon and 4 high grade dungeon. The most safest place to live as soldier stationed everywhere within the wall to kill field monster. Rich with land crops and poultry. Its main source of economy are items dropped from monsters, crafted items, crops and poultry output. Making it the second wealthiest empire among others. 
The wealthiest empire are the Singa Empire. Located south of Malaya Empire. Their gold mines and 5 high grade dungeons really put them at the top of the economy figure. Furthermore, their will to strive have created a lot of geniuses and famous inventor.
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Malaya Empire export their output to other empire as other empire did not have much dungeon and fertile land on their own. Malaya Empire are govern by the noble family called Sultanate. 
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In Palace Hallroom.
"Make way for the Sultan!"
A gray beard middle age man with a fancy  tengkolok (crown) walking toward the throne followed by 20 hulubalang. All the officials gathered before his arrival lining up neatly beside him while bowing showing their respect. None of them brave enough to make eye contact with him. He sit on the throne with his yellow gold native suit. 

The leader of the Malaya Empire are called Sultan. The most powerful and noble among them all. Not only just by his rank, but also by his strength and leadership. The position has been passed generation to generation by their noble blood line. But one must fullfill the requirement and test before being crown as Sultan. So the direct or the only heir are not automatically being chosen. The competition is fierce between the noble family.
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"Your Highness Sultan Mahmud.. We as the citizen of Malaya Empire wishing you good health and happiness. May you have the strength to rule and lead our Empire towards greatness. Long live Sultan Mahmud.." 
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"Long live Sultan Mahmud!!"
"Long live Sultan Mahmud!!"
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Said Bendahara Tun Jasa (Minister). Followed by the other officials in the Palace Hallroom.
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"Thank you my dear citizen. It's good to be here again after my long visit to our allied empires. It's only been two weeks but I feel very homesick. So what are your report Bendahara Tun Jasa?"
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"Your Highness.. For the last two days our Southern Wall have been attacked by numerous horde of monsters. We have increased our surveillance and manpower to overcome the monster attack and now the situation has been neutralised. But a report saying that there are rank 3 and rank 4 monster among them. This is the first time we encounter those high level monster from the plain field. Usually its only rank 1 and rank 2 monster. The amount of casualty are 250 soldiers. I have dispatched a team to investigate the source of these monsters.  I will report to you once we get some clue."
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The monster from the dungeons never set foot on the field because of the magic barrier at the entrance preventing them to cross it.
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"My condolences to the soldiers. They have done their best to defend our empire. Make sure you give them a proper burial and also make sure their families are properly compensated. Increase two more investigation team. I want to know the monster origin as soon as possible. Take my 20 elite hulubalang to the Southern Wall to help those soldier. With them, we can defend even rank 5 monster."
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The everage level of elite hulubalang (Knight & Templar) are level 150. With their stat build and skill focusing on close combat and defence, stationing them in the defence line is a good decision.
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"As you wish Your Highness.. Next, about our export and import activities, we have increase the export tax from 2% to 3%. For the first month, the acceptance by our citizen are very good eventhough there are some against it earlier. Our tax income are forecast to increase from 39 billion ringgit to 42 billion ringgit."

The Malaya currency are using Ringgit. 
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"Thats good to hear Bendahara. Anything else?"
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"No other serious matter for your attention right now Your Highness. Just for your information, we are currently recruiting more Hulubalang to helps the soldier throughout the defence wall and the Palace. And one more thing, what is your plan for the princess birthday?"
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Sultan Mahmud face suddenly changes from well composed to panic.
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"Arrrrrggghhh.. Its two more weeks right? I totally forgot to remind you. Hurry up and prepare as always. But I will prepare the main present to her. It is something special I get from the Brun Empire."
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"Dont worry Your Highness, we have prepared beforehand all the necessary arrangement for the princess birthday."
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"Haaaaaa... Thats a relief... Thank you Bendahara. I'm going to rest now."
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The panic Sultan Mahmud has change to his calm demeanor again and walkout from the Palace Hallroom.
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Meanwhile in the Infantry quarter. 1000 man and women have gathered here to take the test before being recruited to be Hulubalang. All of them including me are level 20. Only the difference are our stat and skill. 
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The only way to change our class is to fulfill a certain condition or requirement and consume a class book that will magically appeard once the condition have been made. The test are conducted accordingly to fulfill the requirement. There is no certain guidelines to fulfill a requirement to change class. But for some classes, it has become obvious and well known. It is said that if you manage to pass the test with cheating, the class book will not appeared. So there is no shortcut to it.
In this world, there are many class existed and there are also class advancement (Adv class). The most well known class are such as:
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*Guardian (first class) TL Hulubalang
All rounded class. Blessed by the royal, stat doubled once they changed class (once only).
> Knight (Adv class) All rounded class. With the royal blessing, their stat increse through time. High atk, medium def.
> Templar (Adv class) Perfect for tank and defence. With the royal blessing, their stat increase through time. Low atk, high def.
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*Soldier (first class) TL Askar
Highly trained, stat build differs according to their adv class. (close range / long range).
> Sargeant (Adv class) All rounded class. Using technology to upgrade body. One must sacrifice their humanity because most of them cyborg. Have the advantage of upgraded physical plus item equipped. High atk, high def.
> Shooter (Adv class) Long range class. Shoot target while behind the tanks. Equip long range arsenal such as guns, rifles, machine guns, rpgs, and even canon. High atk, low def. 
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*Muse (first class) TL Petapa
Focus on mana manipulation. Practice meditation and magic.
> Warlock (Adv class)
Manipulate elements such as water, fire, earth and wind. High atk, low def.
> Doctor (Adv class)
Manipulate and control own and others mana for the use of healing, curing, buff, and debuff. Low atk, low def.
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*Worrior (first class) TL Pendekar
Focus on martial arts practices. There are many types of martial art existed such as silat, muay thai, karate, kung fu, wrestling, jujitsu, judo etc. spacialize in one to one close combat using gauntlet and small weapon such as daggers, kerambit and swords. 
> Mythic Worrior (Adv class)
Fully embrace their spacialize martial arts and incorporated with ancient and mystical knoweldge. High atk, medium def.
> Shadow Worrior (Adv class)
The dark path of a worrior. Fully submerge within the darkness realm knowledge. Can use shadow and poison technique to inflict immense suffering. High atk, low def. 
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There are a lot of other class associated with other things such as  merchant class, farmer class, engineer class, and so on. Every class have different advantage according to their own speciality. There are also random class existed but thats all a myths and stories.
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"You! come here. I've seen you before right?"
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"Me? Yeahh.. I think... It's my third try now."
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"It's a shame you did not pass the last time. Anyway, try your best."
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One of the officer actually recognize me from before. 
Who wouldn't? 
My bout (fight) with Ozman is epic to say the least. He is the son of Tun Kira. One of the 4 main minister in the empire. Of course he is favoured by others, but to use a trick having me to eat a fruit he gave me as a friendship present that increase my fatigue by 80% and weakening effect was so saddistic and unforgivable. I will not forget it! 
Even when the effect take place as we battle, I managed to fight him in equal root without activating my [Iron body] and [Nimble Moves]. I get to cut 80% of his hp before I faint as my fatigue defeat me. Many of them were impressed and also dumbfounded because I did not activated any of my skills in that fight. Actually I cannot active my skill because I want to stay much longer into the fight because my fatigue are at 20% from the start of the battle. If I did activate my skill, I'll be torn to pieces within 1 minutes to the fight.

As a writer I would like to have some interaction with my readers  and I can't think of a better way than the readers directly adding to the world where the story takes place. Below will be templates for you to create your own characters and a kingdom if you wish too. Please use the templates as it will allow me to copy and paste your creation into the word document I have dedicated to characters and kingdoms.(I will also leave an example template filled in from my other book to use as a reference below)

Example Character template

Name: Christian DuneHill

Age: 16

Class: Spear wielder 

Stats: Power: A 850 Endurance: A 807 Dexterity: SS 1030 Agility: S 900 Magic: SSS 1100

Artefacts: 

Can use Magic? : Yes

Magical affinity? : Necromancer

Spells:  Shadow Teleportation, Summon skeleton.

Kingdom/Familia Affiliation: Dunehill Familia

Looks: Blonde hair, blue eyes, pale skin.

Personality:  Enemies:  Vengeful, Angry, Ruthless, Cutthroat
                     Friends: Loyal, Devoted, Understanding

Background: A 32 year old businessman transported to the current world, heir to the Dunehill family. Suffered from aggressive outbursts on Earth.

Religion (Not needed but an option if you would like it) : None

Main Focus: To gain an army strong enough to take back his city form the Azure kingdom, will do whatever it takes to see the Azure kingdom burn.


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Age: 

Race:

Stats: Power: Endurance:  Dexterity: Agility:  Magic: 

Class (Knight, Archer, thief, wizard etc)  :  

Can use Magic? 

Magical affinity?   (What type of magic are  they best at?) : 

Magic: 

Skills:

Development Abilities:

Kingdom/Familia Affiliation:  

Looks:

Personality:  

Background:

Religion (Not needed but an option if you would like it) :

Main Focus: 

Bonus information:




Kingdom Template

Name: 

Race in charge?

Other races?

Familia in charge?

Kingdom focus(Expansion, Economy, diplomacy etc):

Economy focus (Taxes/Import/Export etc):

Military Speciality ( Mages or Knights, Heavy infantry Etc):

Diplomacy Focus: (Alliance building, Aggressive Etc):

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General information:

Rewrite of DanMachi: The rise of Death.

What if Bell wasn't the strongest person in Danmachi? What if there was a hidden talent that had to play down his abilities? What if he no longer wanted to remain in the shadows?

Jerome, known as "7" around the world was an internationally known mercenary that operated before the gods descended. He was slain by Ares and forced to reincarnate in the future.

 He was killed due to his distrust of the gods and the threat his magic would be to the world that they wanted to create.

What will happen when he  clashes with the Gods once more? Will one bow to the other or will they mutually ensure each others destruction?

A mail arrived from China. It was an official invitation signed by Seukang Li for the international book exhibition that he was hosting in Shanghai. He sent the invitation for two. In addition to the invitation letter, Seukang Li sent an email to Gun-Ho separately. The email was written in Chinese and Gun-Ho, who had studied in China, had no problem reading it.
 
『To: My friend, Gun-Ho Goo
I met Jien Wang yesterday. He seemed to have a great time in Korea. He said it was because of you. And, he told me that he talked to you about the international book exhibition that I am hosting in Shanghai.
I am not sure about Korea, but here in China, Newspaper Guangdian Zongju manages publication in the Beijing area, and Guangbo Yingshi Ju which is the bureau of cultural affairs and media where I work manages publication in the Shanghai area.
Since I am the one who is in charge of this bureau in Shanghai, I am hoping to have as many publishing companies participate in the book exhibition, but I am not sure how many publishing companies will actually join us. I was told that you have a publishing company—
GH Media. If GH Media's president and the owner could come to join our book exhibition, I would greatly appreciate it.
I feel like I always ask you for a favor without being of much help to you and I am sorry about it. If you could make it to my book exhibition, I would owe you big time.
From: Seukang Li from Shanghai』
 
After reading the email from Seukang Li, Gun-Ho made a phone call to President Jeong-Sook Shin in GH Media.
"Yes, sir. This is Jeong-Sook Shin."
"President Shin, I've received the first and the second book of the cartoon series that you sent to me earlier."
"We have the third and fourth books that are ready, and we sent those to you already. They will arrive at your office by tomorrow."
"Are they selling well?"
"We are already printing out the third editions of the first and second books of world history cartoon series. These books are an already-proved bestseller by Amazon.com. I knew it will be successful, but they are actually selling more than I expected."
"That's good to hear."
"The workers here were worried about it when we put them on the bookstores for the first time. Now they are very satisfied with the sales performance."
"Really? That's really nice. Umm, have you heard of an international book exhibition held in Shanghai, China?"
"Yes, I have. I know some of the publishing companies which are selling Korean books that already applied to participate in the book exhibition."
"Can't we participate in it?"
"No, sir. We are selling Japanese or American books after translating it into the Korean language. So, we don't really have our own books to promote there."
"What if we go there and import Chinese books?"
"Our market is Korea, and Chinese books are not so popular in Korea."
"I've received two invitations for that book exhibition. Would you like to go there with me?"
"Well, I don't know. I think we will probably just waste time and money by traveling to China."
"To be honest with you, the person who is hosting the book exhibition in Shanghai is my friend. He is Chinese, of course."
"Oh, really?"
"He is the director of the bureau of cultural affairs, radio broadcasting, film, television, media, and arts of Shanghai. And that bureau is hosting the international book exhibition. He sent me the invitation with an email saying I have to be there."
"Well, you should go there then, sir."
"I won't be very helpful to him if I go there by myself. I don't know much about the book publishing business. He sent me two invitations, so I was wondering if you would go there with you, President Shin."
"Well… Okay. I will go with you, sir. But the travel expenses…"
"Don't worry about the expenses for the trip. I can have GH Mobile pay for our travel expenses or I can personally bear the entire cost."
Gun-Ho had been receiving his monthly salaries from three separate companies, and he hadn't really spent much so far. Those salaries were just being accumulated in his personal bank account.
"I am in then. As a matter of fact, everyone in the publishing business wishes to participate in an international book exhibition."
"We don't have to make a contract for a Chinese book if we don't meet any good one. I just want to be there for my friend."
"Understood, sir."
"I will let you know once the trip itinerary is confirmed."
"Okay, sir."
 
After getting off the phone with GH Media's President Shin, Gun-Ho replied to Seukang Li's email.
『I guess you might feel a heavy burden on your shoulders for the book exhibition. Since I have a publishing company, I will participate in the exhibition with the publishing company's president. I am gladly taking this opportunity to see my dear friend.
Wishing our forever friendship, Gun-Ho Goo from Korea』
 
Gun-Ho was stretching himself in his office after sending out the email reply to Seukang Li when Director Dong-Chan Lee entered the office. He was with two young men.
"Sir, these are the new hires of Dyeon Korea."
"Oh, really? Please have a seat."
Director Kim and the new employees sat on a chair.
Director Kim handed over their resumes to Gun-Ho.
Both of the new employees graduated from Seoul National University and they had some experience abroad either as an exchange student or for a voluntary work. They were about 30 years old, which made them at least five years younger than Gun-Ho.
Gun-Ho looked at Director Kim and said,
"What are their job positions?"
"One person will do import and export work, and the other will do sales."
"For the accounting and general affairs positions, you said you wanted to take a few employees from the current GH Mobile's employees, right?"
"That's right, sir. We will need people with work experience for the accounting and general affairs positions, so I'm planning to take a team leader or assistant manager in those departments in GH Mobile. And we will hire two more employees for each department."
"Hmm."
Gun-Ho then looked at the new hires and said,
"Welcome aboard. You will feel a bit uncomfortable at the beginning of your work since the Dyeon Korea's building is not yet completed."
"That's okay, sir."
The two men responded simultaneously.
"Are you two from this area?"
"Yes, our parents are in Asan City."
Gun-Ho said,
"I am so happy to have decent new employees in Dyeon Korea. You will learn a lot from Director Kim here. If you work hard, you will have an opportunity to promote within the company as well. Since you start working with us even before the company's building is completed, you are one of our very first employees. I look forward to working with you two."
Gun-Ho had a handshake with each of the new employees and tapped their backs.
The new hires gave a deep bow to Gun-Ho before leaving the office.
 
While having a cup of tea in his office, Gun-Ho thought about the two young men who just joined Dyeon Korea. They looked young and innocent. He then touched his own face.
"I just turned 36 years old. If those two young men saw me on the street, would they consider me like an older brother? Or an uncle? Do I look already that old?"
Gun-Ho looked at himself in the mirror.
"I am indeed getting old. I came this far without a break and without realizing that I am aging. Mori Aikko is only 21 years old. Is she with me because she really likes me? Or because of my money?"
As Gun-Ho suddenly became self-conscious about his aged appearance, he decided to get a skin care, and he headed to downtown in Cheonan City.

This is the story of a poor young man whose poverty even shreds apart their family willing to climb his way through society and into the top. A very realistic novel that moves away from fantasy and sci-fi and focuses solely on the issues of society and life.

It was a cold day as usual, Demeter and Artemis when to do their own thing. Alfonso, had delayed the population census for a couple of days so it was time to implemented, he had Ribi to called for Deferio.
"My lord" Say Deferio while kneeling
"Deferio, today I want you and the soldiers to help me with something, I want you to go to every single house in this town and record every single member, then, separate it in three categories, children, adults and elders, then disturb thus two in males and females, after that, record the occupations of the family, who works and what they do, lastly, I want you to ask them what is the most crucial thing that they want to improve in this town." Say Alfonso.
"Your wish is my command" Say Deferio.
After the battle with the horde, Deferio became complete loyal to Alfonso, he didn't know why his lord wanted this information, however, he didn't need to know, he will just carry his order as his loyal servant.
"Very good, bring the reports by the end of the day" Say Alfonso.
After he bit farewell to Deferio, he began to read the agriculture book once again, although he didn't need to anymore, he was quite the book-worm when he was on earth, so he liked to read a lot. After one hour, he closed the book and then stood up and looked outside of his window.
"I want to establish 5 ministries in this town: Agriculture and Livestock, Economy, Civil, Exportation and Medicine. I have already set the first stones in Agriculture and Economy, I will have Demeter in charge of the first one, I will to find someone to the second one, maybe myself. Civil will be the ones who are in charge of construction and infrastructures of the town, I have in mind who will the one in charge of that, I only hope that I get him earlier than the other gods; Exportation while in charge of trading and making good relationships with other towns, also, they will be the ones who export the unique kind of goods that this town will produce in the future; as for the last one, is maybe the most crucial one, if we think about it, in the medieval era, what killed the most wasn't the wars , it was the diseases, who will not know about the black pest, who killed 2% of the global population….. The problem is that I have cero knowledge in medicine, and, as far as I know , there is not god of medicine in the Greek mythology, some people said that it was Higia, however, there is a lot of discussion about this, I can't put my bet in something I am unsure, I asked the system this, however, it refused to tell me which gods it had….. I have in mind someone who may have the knowledge that we need, after all, she is the most intelligent god among the ones in the Olympus" Thought Alfonso.
After some time, he was about to go back to read when little blue, little red and little blacky came, they were chirping happily, they looked for Alfonso, as if they were asking something. Alfonso looked at them for some time, and then he figured it out.
"If you are looking for Artemis, she went to the forest with the wolves to hunt for food" Say Alfonso.
He pondered If they could understand him, surprisingly, they could. After nodding, they left, however, little blue stayed, it when to Alfonso's shoulder and began to chirp. Alfonso was taken back, he wondered about why didn't this little fellow go with its friends, however, after looking it for some time, he found that this little fellow was surprisingly cute, he tried to fondle it, little blue didn't resist and chirp happily, Alfonso lift his hand and little blue sat in his hand, looking straight at him.
"Little fellow, you may not be as intelligent as Cerberus, however, you are not stupid either.... Mmmm?... maybe..." Alfonso suddenly thought of an idea.
He went to his desk and write a small message, then he grabbed a thread and tied up the message on little blue's foot.
"Little fellow, you know Demeter, right?" Asked Alfonso.
"Chirp-Chirp!" Say little blue.
"Good, I have a favor to ask, please send this message to her, she is in the agriculture zone, 15 minutes from here, can you do it?" Asked Alfonso with a smile.
"Chirp!" Say enthusiastically little blue, like a kid who was doing he's first errand.
Alfonso opens the window and little blue flew to the agriculture zone.
"This bring a memory to my head, back in the ancient Greek, pigeons were used to convey the winners of the Olympic games. However, to train the pigeons, one needed a lot of time, this could be the beginning of a communication service!" Thought Alfonso.
After 20 minutes, Little blue came back with a message in its foot, Alfonso took the note and read it.
I am fine~ I will be back in two hours~
- Demeter.
It was a short message, however Alfonso couldn't help but smile kindly, after that he looked at little blue and fondled its head, then he stood up and went outside.
"Well, I need to walk, even if it's just a little bit, I need to distress myself after all, would you accompany me, little blue?" Asked Alfonso.
"Chirp!" Say loudly little blue.
After 20 minutes Alfonso, went to its throne, just as he sat down, Deferio was back.

Alfonso was a historian of earth who suddenly appear in the body of Alfonso Lockheart, a fallen prince that is the Lord of a formal city known as the wasteland valley, with infertile land and losing the protection of their god, the wasteland valley is land that is destined to be destroyer by the extreme weather and the attacks of beast.

Alfonso was in a despair situation; however, he wasn’t destined to fall in this land, that is because....

[The supreme sovereign system welcomes its new host, with the help of the Greek gods as your allies, you will become the new sovereign of this land!]

The Port of Ludwigshafen was the second biggest port of the Rhine River. Because it was inland, it had become a distributive center of cargo. It was also a regional hub with a great number of shops, prosperous commerce and an ideal import and export market. Ports had all along been the means of transport of bulky goods. A lot of human resources had been conserved thanks to the application of water power, and whenever there was an enormous amount of goods, ships were the main means of transport. Modern ships could carry as many as ten tons while each train carriage could carry only 60 tons. A train with 30 carriages couldn’t carry as much as a regular ship of the 19th century. In 1825, when the British Stockton-Darlington railway, the first permanently public transportation facility carrying a steam engine, which was made up of the engine, the coal slime car, 32 freight cars, and one passenger car, the traveling train had had a carrying capacity of only 90 tons.
Ever since Huang Xuan had got off the carriage, he had noticed that he was surrounded by people passing by hurriedly. Except for the different dress and environment, it seemed to be a port city with a busy lifestyle. In the yard where the carriage was parked, there were countless huge logs, only when seeing which, could one understand how many trees the Germans had cut down. Maybe even the Germans couldn’t count the number themselves.
That Prussian man named Fisher disappeared after he had got off the carriage. The horses were neighing. Huang Xuan walked on tiptoe to avoid the dung. After he had got out of the yard, he started walking toward the dock. Only the workers in short jackets, who received the minimum wages, kept looking at Huang Xuan. The Junkers walked as quickly as they could when passing by Huang Xuan, and the ladies even covered their noses. 
Huang Xuan was furious. He would have kicked his ass if anybody had dared to treat him like this back at home. However, now, since he was abroad, he had to put up with it.
Rolin was confirming the locations of the grain trading companies. In this region, the chamber of commerce from Hamburg was the most powerful. Although the legendary Hanse Alliance had been over for a long time, the merchants from Hamburg still held a strong position in the circle, who could only be evenly matched by the French.
Frankly speaking, the atmosphere of the commerce in Prussia at the time wasn’t favorable. It had more than 300 vassal states and 6,000 kinds of currencies. There were over 30 passes which levied different taxes from Hamburg to Ludwigshafen. In the 21st century, the Americans are asking for free trades and the abolition of the tax system, while in the 19th century, the Prussians were paying 30 kinds of taxes for their happy business. Thus, psychological qualities formed by cultivation.
Unexpectedly, there were nearly 100 grain-trading companies in Ludwigshafen, which made Rolin’s search very easy. Thanks to Bismarck, in the 1850s, the industry of Germany was developing rapidly; the supply of agricultural machinery and fertile was increased by a lot, and the export of grains was much more than before. Meanwhile, Russia was defeated by the Crimea Republic, revolution was taking place in Poland, and France was adopting military actions in Mexico. All these countries had become Germany’s importers.
In comparison, the trading companies purchasing lumber were much more. Ludwigshafen was the only port in the Pfalz State, the biggest forest in Germany, which would become the biggest timber producer in the world 200 years later.
A great deal of produce and logs would be loaded at the port and transported to Hamburg and London, and then to the other parts of the world. The French merchants were wandering in Ludwigshafen where two-thirds of the grapes in Germany were grown, most of which would be loaded on ships and exported, becoming the cornerstone of the Blood and Iron Policy of Bismarck. The gentlemen behind the counter were also making hundreds of thousands within minutes. 
Huang Xuan looked at a man busy writing something on the account contemptuously. Then he knocked at the desk and asked, “Do you take grains?”
“Of course.” The Prussian man looked up in excitement and saw a person who apparently wasn’t European and was even dirtier than the local farmers.
Huang Xuan had been walking all day, and next had been on the stinky coach for half a day, then he had stayed in a shabby hotel where there had been no hot water for a shower or wash. And Rolin was so stingy that he wouldn’t be willing to use energy to clean Huang Xuan up. Maybe he would when seeing Huang Xuan be thrown out. But the Prussian man didn’t do that because in Prussia, there were a lot of farmers sending grains here after a day’s hard work, and they all looked like Huang Xuan. Although Huang Xuan’s clothes were like rugs, and there was more mud on his feet, a business was still a business.
“What are you selling?” The man put down the goose quill pen in his hand and looked behind Huang Xuan.
“Do you take wheat? And at what price?”
“50 Talers every 1,000 pounds,” the Prussian man answered honestly but didn’t raise his head. The average yearly income of a Prussian family at that time was 150 Talers; for poor peasants, maybe 50 Talers. Since it wasn’t in a reap season, the man probably didn’t believe Huang Xuan had 1,000 pounds of wheat.
The Taler was the silver coins of Prussia. Compared with that of other principalities, its value was steady. About three years later, Bismarck would take advantage of the reparations from France to reform the currency and establish the Mark system. Right now, Germany was mainly using Talers, pounds, and francs.
The francs here weren’t the French currency but a kind of gold coins possessing the same value as the French francs and circulating in Europe, forming the Alliance of Latin Currencies, which was the foundation of the European Union. 
Huang Xuan shrugged and said, “Then 4,000 pounds of wheat will be 200 Talers, won’t they?”
“Sure.” The man finally raised his head and sized Huang Xuan up. “Do you have 4,000 pounds of wheat?”
“Yes. Do you want to take them?”
“Where are they?”
“I put them in the lane ahead,” Huang Xuan lied.
“Kamps, go with him and get the wheat,” the accountant said to behind him, then he looked at the account book on the desk. It seemed that 4,000 pounds were just a little episode to him.
Huang Xuan smiled and stepped away from the door beside the accounter. A young man growing a whisker walked out. “Where is the wheat?
“Ahead.” Huang Xuan pointed casually.
Rolin put about 4,000 pounds of wheat without packaging in the lane. Kamps was surprised to see the grains were piled up like that. “You just put the wheat on the ground? It will get damp.”
Huang Xuan instantly changed his opinion on this young man. “Not bad. He knows about getting damp. It’s a shame that he doesn’t know the existence of time machine in the world.”
Huang Xuan shook his head and said, “There was an emergency at home. I was in a hurry. So I had to just put it like that.”
“I will ask somebody to move it.” Kamps still felt it unbelievable. He turned and then said, “You stay here to make sure the grains are safe.”
Huang Xuan agreed and sat on a pile of wheat from 200 years later.
 


Many people felt frustrated by the lack of knowledge after time travel.

Many took their laptops with them during time travel and fell into an awkward situation with deficient electricity.

Many others took the troops with them and found that there were only logistics of 19th century.

Countless predecessors had died on the way, numerous on the land of another world. 

A large number of people had achieved both success and fame after time travel, but failed to find the way back home. 

Do you still regret not remembering the formula of glass?
Are you still confused about the ingredients of gunpowder?
Are you still trying to perfect the shape of mirrors?

Nowadays, a lot of colleges and universities are rushing about, looking for sponsorship; many institutions are drifting along the wave of bank notes; a host of experts’ and professors’ subjects have been brought to a halt  because they are short of funds.

There is a solution to every problem.
...



As Mythos had predicted, a full moon would show up tonight and the curse that had weaken the villagers for so many years would be broken. 

But of course, the unraveling of the curse had to do a lot with the golden medallion the boy brought out. The old man stared at the medallion in the boy's tiny hand more intensely until he suddenly jolted.

"That symbol... and that intent..."

Suddenly, a gentle voice woke him from his shock. "Senior, this is Springfield Village, correct?" 

"Y-Yes." 

"A man told me to come here. He said that as long as I show you this, then all of you will do whatever I want, yes?" 

"Do what you say?" The villagers had a complex look on their faces. 

Do what a child command you to do? Each of the villager were incredibly powerful figures that could shake countries and destroy civilizations. If allowed to roam freely, they could cause the world to erupt into flame. 

Although the child had a major part in unsealing their cultivation base because of the medallion, they had been sealed for too long. 

The old man looked at the child and said, "I apologize, child. We can't do what you want. However, as gratitude for helping us, we can all agree to grant you one wish" 

He looked back at the other villagers and they all nodded. "Tell us want you want and we can all accomplish it. No matter what it is." 

Everyone nodded. With the villagers' combined powers that could shake the earth and topple the sky, what can't they do? Especially for a child. 

"One wish?" The child asked. 

"Yes." 

"One wish... in that case I... " Under the howling wind, the voice of the child was muffled. However, everyone in the village heard him and they all stared in shock. 

Even the old man was shocked. 

"Are you sure?"

The child nodded his head. 

Today, another year has passed once again. Today marked the 10081th year since the establishment of Grand Yue Dynasty. In every states' capital city controlled by the dynasty and even including the imperial city, festivals and parades lit up the streets. 

However, unbeknownst to the citizens, the winds of chaos and troubled times were blowing with much more ferocity than ever before today as well. And it all started from the State of Green Water. 

Spring was the season of growth and often represented a period of birth and the beginning of new life. 

Today, with the appearance of a new full moon that represent the arrival of a new year, spring had once again showed up. 

...

Seven years had passed since the boy arrived at the village. 

On the outskirts of State of Green Water, many merchant carriages and carts were all travelling the same path. This path lead to a nearby village that had started to gain popularity in the recent years, Springfield Village. 

Seven years ago, Springfield Village was known in the local region as a rather average, even slightly poor, farming village. The village was always peaceful and very quiet with the occasional yelling between villagers every now and then. 

Some people regarded such a village as a place for peace and relaxation. However, anyone besides the villagers who had lived in the village for all their life would immediately leave the day of. No one was sure as to what these people who tired to move in saw or experience, but they wouldn't speak of it. 

Rumors began to spread about the village being cursed by demons and ghosts. It also didn't help that the villagers didn't join in any of the celebrations or annual festivals that was held in the local region. Springfield was considered to be a cursed village with possessed villagers so very few had ever entered or even arrived at the doorsteps of the village. 

However, this all changed when seven years ago, on the 10081th year of the Grand Yue calendar when the village open up. 

Buildings in the village were remodeled and built, agricultural business were booming, and villagers became more open and friendlier. Moreover, it was discovered that the village was able to produce silk. 

In this world where cultivators and exorcists existed and roamed about, ordinary silk didn't mean much, but to mortals, silk was considered to be the one of the highest form of luxury and the village was packed full of it since they were able to export thousands of kilos of silk every year! 

More rumors had gone around that the village's new attitude to the world had to a lot with the great quantity of silk they possessed. Some say that the village was hiding the fact that they could produce silk all along to spend some time to produce a vast amount before they would sell it. 

Either way, rumors were just rumors and no cared too much. Merchants from all around the outskirts of the State of Green Water, and even those that had headquarters in major cities, would spend time to travel to this mysterious village and buy their silk. 

There were so much travelers and merchants coming by everyday that the village built a inn for these people to accommodate for the time they stayed. It was called Enryu's Inn.  

... 

In a secret location outside of Enryu's Inn, a lone figure was leaning down on a tall willow tree while reading a book. 

The figure was that of boy around fifteen years of age. He wore a white, scholarly silk attire that contrasted with his dark hair, eyes, and shoes. His face wasn't particularly eye-catching, but his overall appearance would have anyone believe that he was a young scholar from a noble family. 

At this moment, a young lady, who appeared to be in her twenties, was walking toward this young man. She was tall and donned a luxurious black silk robe that was decorated in red ribbons. She was extremely enchanting with her long, black silk-like hair, ruby-like eyes, and blood-red lips.  

She was as beautiful as any immortal fairies from legend and graceful as any royal from a divine kingdom. However, the moment she stood next to the young man, she clasped her hand and bowed slightly. 

"Young master," The young lady said with her gentle, enchanting voice. 

The young man closed his book and looked at the young lady in her eyes. "Hey there, Sister Butterfly. Is it almost time for the ceremony?" 

He placed the book down onto the ground. On the book were three words: [Demonic Vessel Awakening]!

Mortals that dared seek the Dao and were greedy enough to obtain eternal life were called immortal cultivators. They wish to remain undying and were willing to kill each other to remain undying. They follow the Immortal path. 

Mortals that sought justice and were arrogant enough to say that they will purify the world were called exorcists. They wish to make the world a better place, even at the expense of the lives of innocent others if necessary. They follow the Saint path.  

Immortal cultivators and exorcists made the majority of people in the land of the Morning Star and there were very, very few mortals. However, that didn't mean there wasn't any at all. 

Wondering through the dense forest during a windy and rainy night, a lone boy stumble upon a village that was rumored to be inhabited by powerful demons and vengeful ghosts. However, the boy chose to enter village anyways. Since then a new legend had been born! The story of a lone child and his shocking rise to the apex of power with the mighty Enryu Clan!

(Olivia  P.O.V)


I walk in my cabin, take my seat, and look at the file of the current case I was working at. My office cabin phone ring I pick it up and answer it "Hello". "Hello, agent 540 come to my office right now. I have an important case for you". My boss Mr. Richard said to me. "Okay," I said and hang up the phone. I walk out of my cabin and went to my boss's cabin.


Oh, I am sorry I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Olivia Nara, I am 25 years old and I am an agent of this famous detective firm "Walking shadow's". My specialty is my beauty trap. I used my beauty as a weapon to attract the person I suspect and make them spill out the truth with my skills. My co-worker knows me by the named agent 540 and the world knows me as a beauty trap agent. Only my boss Mr. Richard and my relatives and friends know my details. I am 5'8 " tall, I have green earmold eyes, I have pink hair and it's natural but people believe that I'm lying. I am a very straight forward person and only mind my own business.


So I walk to my boss's cabin and knocked on the door two times. "Come in," He said. "You said you have an important case for me," I said while walking in his cabin. He looks at me and said to take a seat and so I did gladly. "Its a very important case. It is the very famous enterprise where my best friend works and he wants the best agent of our firm and It a very sensitive case so I want you to take this case in your hand you are the best agent of our firm , I will give you address of his office , I have already informed about him that you will meet him in his in an hour." He takes his wallet out of his jeans and then give me his business card and smiled at me. I take it and almost out of an office when said "Good luck ms Nara with this case and make me proud of you" I look back at him and said "Of course Mr. Richard " and walk out of the office.


It takes only 45 minutes to reach his office. I get out of my car and look at the building. The building of one of the branches of the Marshall enterprise is huge with white and blue colors. I walk to the receptions where a blonde girl who looks between her forties and fifties sitting on a chair wearing a white shirt and light blue jeans looking at her computer typing furiously. " Excuse me I have an appointment with Mr. White " she looks up at me and gives me a small smile ."And you are" she asks " Miss Olivia Nara," I said she looked at her computer then look up at me with a smile." Second floor and fourth office, No need to Knock just go inside dear" I give her a smile at her and walk to the elevator and press number 2. After seconds the sound of ding-ding comes signaling that I reach the second floor.


I walk to the fourth office cabinet and open the door. There seat a man with a blue suit and the white shirt beneath it and black jeans. He had dark brown hair and light brown eyes. He is reading a yellow file. "Mr. White," I said while entering the cabin. He looks at me and smiles at me. "Ah, Miss Malhotra please have a seat. It's very wonderful to finally meet you" he said while I at a comfortable chair near the table.


"I am very thankful to you to accept our request Miss.." He said.


"Its because my boss said it's a very sensitive case .." I replied.


" Yes, it been a year since we are spying those illegal items that try to export and import to and from other country's," he said looking worried.


"And??" I asked


" and we haven't found out any information about traitor.. whenever we try to find out about him or her our people were get attacked and not only that he make sure that the export and import of the illegal items safely," He said looking more worried.


" That's mean the traitor is between you..... I mean from your people who make sure to have every piece of information about your plans" I said.


"Yes, I already know that that's why I ask for help from your boss and my friend Mr. Richard because he has mentioned his top agent awhile ago and they called her ' beauty trap agent' am I right?". He said.


" I don't care about that I just come here for a mission !! Just give all the details you have and I will investigate it on my own "


"Okay. I will give you all the details I have to you" he said and about to give the file he was reading when someone's voice stops him.


We both turn to the person who was seated on a couch I didn't realize when they come and take a seat. He was blonde hair and light blue eyes wearing a white shirt and blue converse and black jeans. Sitting next to him was a boy with red hair with a white t-shirt and red converse which match his hair and white jeans.


"Are sure Mr. white she can handle this case " ask the blonde.


"And we don't have any idea of her background how can you be sure that she can solve this case," said the red-haired boy.


"Excuse me, don't judge the book by its cover, and watch your mouth if you don't want to die," I said getting angry and point my gun to the redhead.


"Hey don't point that gun on my head will you," said redhead getting a bit nervous and look at Mr. white for help.


"Miss please calm down they don't know anything about you "


"I guess today is your lucky day boy," she said while withdrawing the gun.


"Here is the file," Mr. White said while handing her file.


"Anyway I have to go, I will call you when I start an investigation," she said and walk out of the office.


( After she left In Mr. white office )


"Damn, Is she was serious about shooting me," asked the redhead.


" Yes she was.." said Mr. white relaxing at his chair.


"What kind of girl she is? she is so mean" asked blonde.


"They called her ' beauty trap of an agent ' but her real name is Olivia Malhotra and she is the highest level of the agent in the New York, all the cases she handled are solved just in two or three days that's why I requested for her for this case" Mr. white said while smiling.


"what? just two or three days " the redhead asked shocked.


"How did she do that ?" ask blonde.


"She used her beauty as a trap to get the attention of her target, she makes them spill out the truth so easily when they fall her beauty, and that is why they called her beauty trap agent. She is an expert in cars, bikes, and guns so are careful with yours when you were talking to her " said Mr. White.


"Why..? is she going to kill us?" asked the blonde.


"Yes, you see how she act, this is the first time I met her but my friend Seth tells me all about her she doesn't show any emotion and she is very dangerous those who come in her way are dead!!" said Mr. white smirking on them.


"But damn she is interesting and fucking hot," said the redhead smirking. Blonde starched his hand smacked the redhead.


"Don't you heard boss says she is very dangerous and her beauty is a trap?" said a blonde.


"I am warning you kale don't play with fire," said Mr. White.

This is the first part of the book of pregnancy series. Nate Nara is the CEO of Nara enterprise who had everything in his life good looks, fame, wealth and beautiful wife but the only thing he wants more than anything is to have a family. He wants to have his own family and his own children. But he lost the ability to become a father due to illness. So he tried to have the child by using the insemination method. 

Mia Mathis is planning to go to New York after one month for her studies and she has just started working under his company. She goes to visit the gynecologist for a check-up but gets inseminated by mistake because a nurse misplaced the files and send her to an endocrinologist by mistake. 

After finding out that Mia is pregnant he decided to give divorce to his wife but the situation turns out and Mia had to deliver the kids forcefully due to get shot by the gun by Anna, Nate's wife. Another day at hospital they get to know that Anna was the death and Nate take all the blame to save Mia and goes to jail but the thing was Anna was alive when they go to a hospital to save Mia and their kids so who killed her was still suspense.

Read the book to find out the murderer and to know what happens next.

News of General Manager John on leave, reached every staff of Aqua Resort early in the morning the following day. Inboxes exploded with gossip messages, for it was so sudden.
Interestingly Isla became the acting General Manager for the next couple of days, hence, she had to work on her day off. While trainee manager, Zane (full name) had the special role of assisting her. Everything came in the email, there were no prior discussions. 
Just when Isla was contemplating her role as the general manager, Zane walked into the office. Her eyes, quickly scanned his grey long sleeve shirt, black pants and silver necktie. Sight of him, gave Isla delicious surge of tummy flips followed by a vivid recollection of last nights dally on the beach. Unfortunately, she had left straight after the sexual encounter at the beach. Thanks to her Rule number 5, leave him guessing and craving for more. 
"Congratulations on the acting general manager's role." Zane's eyes travelled over her ponytail, to her white blouse, lingered on her cleavage and then to her black short skirt. Oh the man was now openly admiring her.
"You too, you got a lot on your plate as a trainee manager." Isla kept her voice professional. 
Today the plan was to ignore the handsome guy. Maybe she was too keen last night. Correction slutty wanton bitch. 
"You should move; I mean shift to the general manager's office," he advised. Then cleared his throat and added, "About last night…"
She cut in quickly, "Let's keep it for later." 
"As you wish," his face was dead serious. "Then let's get started with the Housekeeping department today, just some compliance checks."
"Great."
During the meeting with the Housekeeping manager, Isla felt his eyes on her. As if he wanted to say something to her, but checked his thoughts and actions in time. Not missing his slight brush of fingers on her hand or proximity he maintained, Isla hid her giggles. 
In the office, Isla chose not to move to the other office yet. Idea was to be a minx and tease him to the fullest.  She grabbed a Lollipop from her drawer, noisily unwrapped it and sucked it like a pro hooker. "Can you prepare the compliance report on Housekeeping department?" Sure that her voice was innocent enough, she eyed him like a naughty girl. 
Zane's mouth was dry and the voice was hoarse when he replied, "Yes, I can." 
She battered her eyes before thanking him. Then ruthlessly dismissed him.
For an hour, Zane tapped on his Mac Book Pro gold, like a crazy workaholic. How absurd thought Isla, she did not realize earlier that Zane used such an expensive laptop. In addition, he usually worked on his laptop instead of the desktop provided by the company. How did he even access Aqua Resort's data?
"Why do you always use your laptop and not the company desktop?" She asked, taking her small makeup mirror and lipstick out of her handbag. 
He straightened his glasses, before answering her at leisure. "I find it easier to work on my laptop. I export documents to my company email."
"Okay, but is it not extra work?" Isla deliberately faced him, then started putting lipstick on her lips. Cherry red at that. She pouted at the mirror, then at him followed by battering of her eyelashes.
Apparently his eyes got stuck somewhere on her cherry red lips; she ran her tongue over her lips, ensnaring his attention in the process.
Once Isla got her desired effect, she got up grabbing a pile of files and her handbag. "If you need me, I'll be in the general manager's office." She smiled like a bitch and clicked her six inches heels out of the room.

A willing heart and seduction is the key to getting your man.
During their first meeting, Guest Relations Manager, Isla vowed the new Trainee Manager, Zane, would be hers. His aura, a freshness she could not resist, even his black-rimmed glasses, beckoned her like a beacon. After a night of online research, Isla devises her own rules of seduction and wholeheartedly pursues her heart's naughty desire. She calls this plan Operation: Zane's Seduction. 
Is your heart fluttering for someone's attention? Read Isla's seduction rules and learn the secrets of her seduction.


A few moons later
"It does work." Aunt Babrey commented as she saw the newly created printing press.
"Yup. But now I'm thinking that I've wasted all my time and effort for nothing." I said and looked at the new bundle of pages I had recently received from Braavos.
To say that paper was an expensive commodity during this era would be a huge understatement.
And what was even more disappointing was the fact that the Citadel and the Paper making guilds in Essos only sold a limited amount of paper to their temporary customers.
A pity.
So in the end, I realized that I won't be able to open my book producing business as long as I don't have a steady supply of paper.
Which meant that sooner or later, I'll have to open a paper mill of my own. Because buying such a large supply of paper from some Braavosi guild was just asking to be bankrupted.
"How is the work at the port going on?" I asked as I started remembering all the methods that were used in the 16-18th century to mass produce paper.
"It's a slow going process." She said with a shrug. "We've made enough space for 5 ships to dock in the port but that's all the progress we've been able to make in the past 2 months. Though I'm surprised that you were able to buy so many ships from Braavos. I didn't think that they would give away their ships and crews so easily." She said, giving him a shrewd look.
"I am persuasive guy." I replied with a careless shrug. "And no, I've not bought 5 but 10 ships. The other 5 are still docked in White Harbor. Or have you forgotten about them."
"Of course I remember them." She lied unconvincingly and he had to stop himself from rolling his eyes.
"Regardless. Put more men at the port. I want it expanded as quickly as possible." I said and got a weird look in return from her.
"Why do you want a large port?" she asked "It's not like we have anything substantial to export or import from Dreadfort."
"Yes. I know. But believe me that we'll have many things to export and import very soon in the future."
She gave me a skeptical look but then simply gave a nod and I knew that she'll follow my command.
"And don't worry about the gold either. We've enough gold in our coffers to hire tens of thousands of men for decades without emptying it. And if we start running out of gold then I'll just go and steal more of it from Littlefinger or the Iron Bank of Braavos."
She chuckled at my words before her chuckles turned into full blown laughter.
After coming from the Kings Landing, I had shared the story about the corruption in the small council and incompetency of the king. I also told her about the absolute genius of Littlefinger who stole from the Crown but got hoodwinked by me instead.
But despite saying that, I was sure that we would not need to do that as I had already started sharing the magically created High Yielding Seeds to some farmers who lived close to Dreadfort.
Before giving away the seeds, I had magically altered them so that the grain procured from them won't grow new Wheat plants. Otherwise some of the farmers might sell the seeds to other people and I'll lose my Monopoly on the High Yielding seeds.
Regardless, the point was that within a year, I'll have all of the farmers within my land work with High Yielding Seeds. That would easily increase the amount of wheat I get from the peasants by 8 times.
And since the many of the Northern houses usually import food from the Riverlands or the Reach, I'll be able to sell it to those houses at a cheaper price and still gain a good amount of gold from them.
And that was just the start of one of the many industries that I'll soon be forming within my lands.
"My Lord. My Lord…" my thoughts were interrupted as their was a frantic knocking in the door.
"Come in" I said, looking up at my Auntie whose face scrunched up in disgust as Maester Wolkan entered the room.
"What is it grey rat?" Auntie asked in an irritated voice and the Maester looked slightly pale under her scrutiny before he passed on a piece of paper to me.
"The Greyjoys have risen in Rebellion. Balon Greyjoy has named himself the King of the Iron Islands and burnt down the Lannister fleet and pillaged and raped their way through the Westerland coasts my lord." He said "The king has called for the banners and Lord Stark has sent us a message to start gathering our levies and meet him in Winterfell within a moon's worth of time."
I stopped for a moment and then wondered if I heard that right.
The Greyjoys had risen in Rebellion against the 7 kingdoms and started the Rebellion by attacking the Westerlands.
Did they really think that they would win the rebellion?
It was unlikely. But now that they have smashed the fleet of the Lannisters, the only sizable fleets that remained intact were the Redwyne fleet and the Royal fleet. If the Ironborns were able to defeat these two fleets in the sea then they'll have an open passport to raid and reave though the coast of the entirety of Westerlands.
I didn't knew how large this Ironfleet was and was doubtful that it was capable of destroying the two other fleets.
But even if they did, it was unlikely that Robert Baratheon would just accept his defeat and allow the Iron Islands to gain independence.
So even if the Ironfleet won (which was unlikely in my mind), and the Ironborn raze and reave the entire coastal area of Westeros North and Reach, Robert Baratheon and the other kingdoms would just raise another fleet and fight again and again until the Ironborns are brought to their heels.
And the rest of the kingdoms would definitely support Robert because everyone hate the Ironborns.
"What are your orders My lord?" Maester Wolkan asked.
"Send for the levies and the bannermen. Tell them to convene in Dreadfort within two weeks. We'll leave for Winterfell from there." I said and the Maester bowed before leaving.
Once the Maester left my Aunt turned to look at me with a slightly worried gaze and asked "Who is going to lead the army?"
I raised an amused eyebrow at that "I am of course."
"No. Definitely not. I'll not allow to go to a war at such a young age. There are many experienced men in Dreadfort who have taken part in Robert's Rebellion. I'm pretty sure that they can lead your armies in your stead. Plus you're a 7 year old boy and the last of your family. No sane person would blame you if you don't participate in the war."
I nodded at her words but also knew that I have to go to the Iron Islands for a personal reason.
If we lost then I would be able to retreat back with what remains of my army properly.
And if we won the war (which was likely to happen) against the Iron Islands then I would be able to poach a lot of the miners and ship builders from those islands as well. After all, Iron Islands were given that name because of the large amount of iron mines in those islands. And the ship builders in Iron Islands were no doubt the most talented ship builders in all of Westeros.
Then there was the fact that I planned on finally selling the reforged Valyrian Steel to Tywin Lannister and poach some talented smiths, miners, wood workers and architects from Lannisport as well.
It took me another half an hour to convince Aunt Barbrey that I'll be the only leading the army and stay away from any real battles. She was of course not happy with my decision and left the room with a stormy expression. I doubt that the next few days with her are going to be easy. But she's family and I would not use compulsion charms to influence any of her decisions.
The Ironborn Rebellion also reminded me of something that I've ignored up until this point.
The lack of information.
I'll probably have to employ a Master of Whisperer very soon if I want to remain informed about the things going around in the world.
Oh well, one thing at a time I guess.

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Judy, one of the world's hottest Internet celebrities, wrote a book in prison, "Hey! Judy ", after the news came out on Dolly's talk show, major media around the world also reported it, and at the time of reporting, they already had a"Hey!Judy ".

AAA News Reporter Bernice: Yes, what is the reason why Judy, the angel of justice who has attracted worldwide attention, attempted to kill and degenerated into a devil? We can get the answer from this book!

BBQ News Reporter Marsh: This is a book Judy wrote in prison. But we're curious, She's in prison, Why do you have pens and paper? I think Judy used to work in the local police station, so she used some of her accumulated contacts in the police station to obtain some special resources in the prison, such as pens and paper and a writing desk. This is not impossible, but is it biased by the police?

GC Journalist Zangwell: If we want to know more about Judy, we must read her autobiography so that we can better understand her heart!

RD Journalist Saroyan: Maybe when we read her autobiography, we can personally realize and even understand why she did it. I believe that the reason why she wrote her story into a book is because there is a lot of anger in her heart!  

Three days later, the relevant person in charge of the well-known publishing house, Vela Publishing House, went to Namo Prison to find Judy.

Duka: We came to you because we knew that after the book you wrote was published, it would sell well and even increase our country's export share.

Amy: Now there is another identity in you. You are a writer!

Sa: And your book will certainly be popular all over the world!

Duka: In fact, it has been welcomed, because we have seen people from all over the world who pay attention to you on social media websites. They have left you messages on the Internet and they all hope to read the book you have written!

Amy: So you will definitely reach an agreement with us, won't you?

Sa: We will definitely give you a generous reward!

Duka: Right now we will pay you a large sum of money, totaling 10 million!

Judy: Deal, actually this is the point!

Judy's boyfriend Gary and Judy's parents witnessed the whole process of Judy signing the agreement with the relevant person in charge of Vela Publishing House.

Gary: You are not subtle at all!

Judy: Sometimes it's subtle and can't make me a lot of money! And now I am very happy to make so much money, even though I am in prison now.

Cornelia: My daughter, you can't forget your parents just because you made a lot of money. You should know that your parents raised you through hard work. Besides, you also have three sisters and two younger brothers, so I hope you can give some of the money you earn to your parents.

Noel: Anyway, you don't need a lot of money in prison now. Well, how about we take 90% and leave you 10%? Even if we leave you 10%, now you are a millionaire, a real millionaire!

Gary: I think it's really not easy for uncles and aunts!

Judy: Yes, they are really not easy. Fifty-fifty is the most!

Cornelia: I love you so much, my daughter, you are really my good daughter!

Noel: As a father, I'm glad to have a daughter like you!    

Since Judy can also make money in prison, and the most watched issue of Dolly's talk show recently was the one that interviewed Judy in prison, Namo Prison and Judy, as well as the local TV station, reached an agreement to let Judy run a talk show in prison, called "Judy Talk Show", which broadcasts one episode a week, with the revenue divided equally.

August 1, "Judy Talk Show" Phase I.

Vivia: Nice to meet you. My name is Vivia!

Judy: Nice to meet you, too. My name is Judy, but why is it that when you come to prison, your mood is not depressed at all, but it gives people the feeling that you are especially happy!

Vivia: Of course, because my inmate in prison turned out to be Judy, and you are a worldwide sensation!

Judy: What else?

Vivia: I think if I were in the same prison as you, maybe I would be famous!

Judy: So did you come to this prison on purpose?

Vivia: I spent money! Let the police catch me here for theft!

Judy: So have you ever stolen?

Vivia: I did steal because I gave 200,000 to several policemen, and then I took 10,000 from the 200,000, so they arrested me and caught me here! They said that because I was suspected of theft, I would be locked up here for about two hours.

Judy: It's really yours!

Vivia: I have to do this, Because of this, Maybe I can become famous, I decided to write a book called "during the two hours when Judy and I were inmates." I believe there will be a lot of attention, so this is a good way to become famous, and it is also very affordable. You know, these days are no longer the same as before. It is really too difficult for a movie company or an performing arts company to make a person famous!

Judy: It's really a good deal.    

August 8, "Judy Talk Show" II.

Hormiller: When I said that I really came here to be a cellmate with you, I really wanted to be famous. You believed me naively. The reason why I was here was because of the man you once killed. Do you still remember him? Yes, it was after you killed the man that you became the most famous policewoman in the world, and I was the man's sister, so I came for revenge.

Judy: But I am a policeman and I am very alert!

Hormiller: How can I be sure if I can kill you without trying?

Judy: You have to stay calm. I'm thinking of you. Do you want to go to jail?

Director Willard was also present. He had to finish the impromptu movie about Judy. He paid a lot of money, so he was able to keep Hormiller and Judy in the same cell.

Willard: Card! All right, this is where the movie is filmed! We signed an agreement to give you 20 million yuan, and then you can't pursue any criminal responsibility. In this prison, we will continue to shoot what we took last time for more than ten minutes!

Fink: There is no script for this movie. Everything is going on according to your story, but it is already quite wonderful here!

Judy: If there is no script, how can this girl enter this prison? And who is she?

Hormiller: I am indeed the sister of the man you killed. They really found me in order to make this movie more real! So I will seize this opportunity!

Davo: Start shooting quickly, because the story can continue again!

Akayev: Although I know that some terrible things may happen next, as a photographer, I will continue to make this movie with a professional attitude!

Judy: Put down the knife in your hand, put down the knife in your hand now. I tell you, I am a policeman, and I have been specially trained to fight with gangsters with knives. Now you put down the knife in your hand, I will treat all this as a movie, and then I will not go to court to sue you. If you want to really hurt me, then I will fight back!

Hormiller: He was just very hungry that day, because he was very hungry, so he lost his mind. He has asked me for money many times, and he assured me that he would never ask me for money again. Therefore, he became a robber, he only became a robber once, and then he was killed by you. Why didn't you give him a chance to turn over a new leaf?

A sharp weapon appeared in the other side's hand, and the people on the set spoke to comfort Judy.

Willard: It doesn't matter Judy, don't be afraid. The knife in her hand is just a prop knife. It's not sharp!

Davo: Yes Judy, that knife is not sharp. There is no need to be afraid. Fight with him bravely. We believe you have this strength!

Hormiller: Ah!

Judy: Then I will fight back!

Akayev: Go ahead and knock her to the ground!

Fink: Hit her!

Hormiller: Ah!

Judy: Since you are serious, then I am really not at all welcome!

After several rounds of competition, Judy was stabbed by a sharp instrument in the opponent's hand.

Willard: What's going on here? Why do our props make mistakes one after another? This knife is clearly a prop knife and a plastic knife. Why can it hurt people?

Davo: How can a plastic knife easily stab Judy?

Hormiller: Ah!

Judy: She has become crazy, but I think I can control her!

Fink: Come on, let's go help Judy!

Akayev: Okay!

Hormiller: Why did you kill my brother? Why did you kill my brother? I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you!

Judy: Is there any more dangerous scene for filming than this? I hope you can cut off the part where she stabbed me with a knife. Of course, if you don't want your movie to become a restricted movie, you can also not cut it off! As for why I wanted to kill your brother, I am very sorry. Although I know that I am enforcing the law impartially, I still want to say sorry to you. And I will give you one tenth of the income from making this movie as compensation.    

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