Game of Thrones: The Red Dragon Lord.

Chapter 10 Old Town
Still on the salt-making beach, Gavin stared at the data on the panel in front of him. Basically, he could absorb a little energy points naturally every year. In recent years, he seldom used energy points to improve his bloodline, but as he grew older, his bloodline awakening was still growing. However, Gavin could clearly feel that the speed of his bloodline awakening had slowed down. He was afraid that in a few years, he would have to rely on energy points to improve it.

Most of the energy points consumed were used to improve martial arts, and his swordsmanship was even improved to the master level. Moreover, through years of training and bloodline growth, his physical fitness had improved significantly.

Looking at the energy points reserved on the panel, he began to plan his future carefully.

When going to the Citadel, Gavin had a clear goal in mind. One was the magic books collected in the Citadel. He had magic power but it was difficult for him to form strength. Perhaps those books could solve his dilemma.

The other target was the Maester Qyburn who would be expelled from the Citadel in the future. The source of this idea had to start with the command function in his panel.

Two years ago, the family participated in the war against the Iron Islands, and Sir Edmund took most of the soldiers in the territory. The young men trained by Coach Ryan were organized into a small team, and they took on the task of patrolling the territory together with some militia. Gavin was the strongest among them, and was appointed as one of the captains. At that time, he was full of confidence and expectation, and he could test his leadership ability.

He had intended to use the command function to enhance the abilities of his teammates, but the result was disappointing. The command in the panel only showed the names of his subordinates, followed by a prompt, (This unit does not belong to you) No matter how he tried, the command was like a sleeping beast, with no response. This made Gavin fall into deep thought and doubt.

He carefully analyzed various possible reasons, and finally suspected that it was because these people could not truly swear allegiance to him, or whether the people being ruled also had to possess magic power to be recognized by the panel.

But at present, these ideas could not be realized. After all, with his current status, it was almost impossible to obtain a title or become a knight in a short period of time. Under such circumstances, it was even more unattainable to make these soldiers follow him wholeheartedly and test his command function.

Gavin, who had been confused for a long time, finally decided to change his mind. If the living could not pledge allegiance to him, then what about the dead? This bold and crazy idea kept lingering in his mind.

Recalling that in the play, Coben resurrected the Mountain, making him a terrifying existence that almost lost himself and only knew to obey orders. Although the Mountain seemed to have regained some of his self, or obsession, this undoubtedly provided Gavin with a direction to solve the problem.

Gavin pondered this possibility over and over again, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that this might be the key to breaking the current dilemma. If he could master the ability to resurrect the dead and let those dead warriors serve him again, then he would no longer have to worry about the loyalty of the soldiers. They would execute his orders without reservation and become the most loyal and powerful force in his hands.

This idea made Gavin excited, but also a little scared. After all, this was a method that went against common sense and morality. But facing the current dilemma, Gavin felt that he didn't have much choice. He gritted his teeth and secretly made up his mind to find ways to obtain Coburn's knowledge.

Gavin followed the caravan and slowly set out on the road to Oldtown. Along the way, the beautiful scenery of the River Bend slowly unfolded before his eyes like a colorful painting.

Looking around, the vast expanse of farmland was like a green ocean, swaying gently in the breeze. The crops in the fields were lush and full of vitality, demonstrating the fertility and abundance of the land. Five days later, in the evening, Gavin arrived at the old town. The towering tower that soared into the sky also appeared in his sight. It was more than 100 meters high.

For Gavin in his previous life, such a height might not be surprising, but this was the backward Middle Ages. Legend has it that the construction of the towering tower was aided by magic, and now it seems that these legends are not groundless.

Gavin's thoughts began to wander uncontrollably as he looked at the tower with mysterious and magnificent patterns. A crazy idea suddenly popped up in his mind: If this towering tower was really built with the power of magic, then does it contain mysterious magic? If he could touch its tower with his own hands, would he have a chance to obtain precious energy points? Once this idea appeared, it spread like wild grass in his mind.

However, just a moment later, Gavin smiled helplessly. He knew that with his current status and position, it was simply a pipe dream to get close to the castle of the Hightower family and the mysterious towering tower. However, the fact that it was impossible to achieve it now did not mean that it was impossible in the future. Sooner or later, it would be sucked dry. Gavin looked at the towering tower with full of expectations.

Gavin soon calmed down. He led his horse and walked slowly along the streets of the old town, looking for a place to rest. Soon, he found a hotel that looked quite comfortable.

After entering the hotel, Gavin found a quiet corner and sat down. He was exhausted from the long journey. He waved to the waiter and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Give me a clean room and prepare some food and water."

The waiter responded and quickly arranged everything for Gavin. When the food was served, Gavin gave the waiter a few copper stars and ate it while wolfing down the food, asking the waiter about some things about the Citadel.

The next morning, Gavin got up early, had breakfast brought by the waiter, and went to the Citadel to register with the letter of recommendation given by Sir Edmund. Along the way, many people around him looked at him. After all, in Westeros, silver hair and purple eyes are the symbol of the Targaryen family, the former owner of the Iron Throne.

The management bachelor who received Gavin was also a little surprised by his appearance and specifically asked about Gavin's background. After all, the Iron Throne's attitude towards dragons was very bad at the moment, and although the Citadel remained neutral, it did not want to cause trouble.

The Bachelor of Management was relieved after reading the recommendation letter written by the noble, which introduced Gavin's identity in detail and proved it.

Then, he led Gavin to the office and introduced as he walked:
“You need to pay a tuition fee of 10 gold royals every year, and you can choose the subject you are interested in. But you can only choose one subject in the first year.

(End of this chapter)