Game of Thrones: I Created the Magic Web

Chapter 102 Theon's Arrow

Theon is very proud of his archery skills.

Since Winterfell, his bow and arrow has been the most skillful and exquisite among all the people. When he said he wanted to shoot a copper plate, he only shot to the center of the heptagram on the copper plate.

The head in front of him is just a slow-moving target, every shot is accurate.

Take the long arrow that rings, aim at the eye socket on the head, and shout "Quiet! Back!", take another arrow, shoot another noisy head, and trigger another token, "Quiet! Back!", the sound Loud and clear, so looping.

Theon felt he could repeat to the hundreds of arrows in the quiver.

Three or five more quiveres are also optional.

One, five, ten, the figures that Theon aimed at became farther and farther away, quieter and more distorted.

After shooting down a person who was about to turn around and run away, Theon slowly put away his longbow.

The crowd below had retreated dozens of hundreds of steps away, all of them shut their mouths tightly, and did not dare to utter half a word anymore.

Theon smiled bitterly.What a bunch of scumbags, you have to see blood to be obedient.

Four to 5000 people have been arrested before, and thousands of people have been arrested during the cleaning process after the flea nest chaos. Now there are only a few thousand of these people left, almost fewer than the soldiers who surrounded them.

If there was a real fight, Theon was confident he could chop off all the heads in half an hour.

Jon took a step forward, "Theon, it's almost done. They've calmed down enough that I'm sure they won't be in a daze and do something stupid again."

What the king wants is not just rotten and smelly heads, but more soldiers and more labor.

Theon shrugged, "I think so. Jon, our work is done. Lord Tyrion, it's time for you to appear in person."

Tyrion stretched out his hand, "Your Majesty is so eccentric, the baby who can make people's voice like thunder, tsk tsk."

Jon handed over his pass token knowingly.

The flat dragonglass polished into an oval shape, as soon as Tyrion held it in his hand, he immediately felt the familiar magic power emanating from it.

It turned out to be so used.Tyrion soon understood.

He silently communicated with the information magic energy in the dragon crystal and activated it, thereby motivating the hidden sound energy and recording the sound of the outside world.

"I am Tyrion Lannister, the Chancellor of the Exchequer. Everyone put down their weapons immediately, squatted in place, accepted supervision, and obeyed the will of the gods and His Majesty. The crimes you committed today can still be pardoned."

Tyrion lifted the dragon crystal, activated the information magic energy in it, and triggered the response of the sound magic energy, and a loud voice came out of the dragon crystal immediately.

The crowd woke up from their daze.

There are shining steel and soldiers in all directions, serious and resolute orders are constantly echoing in the air, and the long arrows stuck in the corpses in front are still dazzling.

Who would have thought that Jin Paozi was so ruthless, everyone just got together and said a few words, and then he killed him!
Many people are completely incomprehensible about what happened today.

Why bother, how much benefit can be gained from flea nests after such a great effort?Just for these rotten houses, for everyone who has nothing and even lacks arms and legs?
Flea nests have never been taken so seriously.They are the most insignificant cockroaches and mice in King's Landing City, and everyone will just avoid them in disgust.

They thought it would be the same today, the golden robes were dealing with errands, the flea nest showed its filth a little bit, to disperse the eyes of all the high-class people who did not belong here, and then everyone lived quietly again.

But everything seems to be about to change completely.

The monks and nuns kept preaching the doctrines and decrees, the crystal ball asked everyone for answers, and the gold robes detained all the penniless people, saying it was for everyone's benefit.

Fortunately, someone escaped from the siege of the golden robe, and reminded everyone of the tragedies where the golden robe went.

So everyone united and drove away dozens of golden robes at the intersections of alleys and streets.

The next thing should have been very simple. Everyone gathered together to resist and took up all the weapons that were powerful enough. Those golden robes would not risk anything else.

But everything really changed.

The golden robes didn't back down, but rushed over in groups of twenty or thirty, the swords and spears in their hands bright and sharp.

We are more vulnerable than we think.

No one was stupid enough to block the knife for others. Instead, they all intelligently fled in all directions where there was no figure of the golden robe, trying their best to get rid of everyone behind them.

Everyone quickly dispersed completely, and no one knew where anyone was, only myself.

Later, the golden robe drove everyone into a pile again, like driving livestock. Once they stood there, everyone consciously avoided that position, and finally got together somehow.

People push people, people squeeze people, no one knows where we are going, just keep walking.

In the end, there were golden robes in front, back, left, and right, and there was no direction to escape.

For some reason, someone started to curse, like sparks in a haystack, which immediately ignited everyone's anger.

Someone started chanting "Long live King Robert!"

Yes, how beautiful it was at that time, the silver deer casually thrown by the nobles at the martial arts tournament was enough for dozens of partners to feed for a day, and those with skills could get a lot of money from the audience.

It's different now.The golden robes patrolled the city non-stop, the prime minister and the regent took office one after another, yet there was not even a single martial arts tournament!

Someone started cursing the golden robe.These guys really deserve to be scolded. It's fine to bully everyone in normal times, but now everyone's last way of life is about to be cut off. They are simply unworthy of being human!
Some people even cursed King Joffrey in a low voice. The rumor that few people believed was more like the truth now.

At least everyone is more willing to believe.

If Renly is really the legitimate king, he probably wouldn't make things difficult for everyone in Flea Nest.

In the never-ending shouts, everyone raised their arms, fists and weapons high, like an unstoppable torrent, and the golden robes in front of them looked so small, as if they would be torn apart.

But all of this ended in thunderous scolding and howling long arrows.

The person standing at the front decided to run back first, but the people behind hadn't reacted yet, and this was the time for the golden-robed officer's evil archery game, until everyone retreated to the center of the encirclement, away from the roaring bows and arrows .

At this time, look at the golden robe, the swords and spears are so sharp and shiny, how can the human body compete with these steels?

bang bang~
A dagger was thrown onto the open space in front of it, and the rolling sound on the stone slab was so obvious, it made one's heart sink, but suddenly relaxed.

A large group of indistinguishable sounds occurred almost simultaneously, and everyone put down everything in their hands.

"...Squat in place, accept supervision, obey the will of the gods and His Majesty, the crimes you committed today can still be pardoned." The instructions in the air are still echoing.

A person fell short, and the crowd followed in a panic, and soon no one had their legs straight anymore.

The golden robes came in groups.

Everyone silently watched others and themselves being firmly tied up, hard wooden blocks were stuffed in their mouths, and even black hoods were put on.

Everyone is bound to be terrified.How will I be treated?What happens to flea nests?
Everything is under the sword of the golden robe.

And the king at the top.

(End of this chapter)