Game of Thrones: I Created the Magic Web

Chapter 140 The Red Monk Soros
"Sir Roland Storm, haven't you woken up yet? Stop being stubborn and persuade your subordinates that enough blood has been shed."

Lord Beric Dondarrion sighed and shook his head, his thick golden red hair fluttering slightly.

"Tell them not to run away again."

"Under the grace of God, there is nowhere to escape."

"That's right, think about the battle the day before yesterday, that kind of scene..."

Earl Dondarien's 11-year-old attendant, Edric Dane, Earl of Starfall City, agreed, but his face was slightly pale, as if he still couldn't let go of the terrifying scene of the battle.

The red-robed monk Soros next to him silently looked at the stubborn captive.

The blood-stained Roland Storm stood up straight with his hands and feet bound, his pockmarked face was full of resentment and resistance, and he said nothing.

A brave and determined warrior, or a foolish and stubborn captive.

After seeing that kind of power, he can still have this kind of performance. In any case, Soros appreciates his persistence and piety.

"The bastard child of Nightsong City."

Soros walked up to the prisoner, a raging fire was burning inside the large red robe.

real fire.

Not of blood or prayer or sacrifice, but from the hand of King Joffrey.

Melisandre, a colleague from Asshai and the former favorite of the king, is sure: this is the power of the Lord of Light, and it is spread to the world through the messenger.

Soros knew he should take the announcement with confidence.

But he knew better that his faith had never been pious enough, whether it was when he was a child, in the temple, or in King's Landing.

Soros, who was born in the free trade city of Myr, did not voluntarily sacrifice himself to the Lord of Light, but was sent to the temple by his parents in order to keep his seven older brothers and sisters from starving to death.

Afterwards, although Soros put on the red robe, it was not only for faith, but also for fighting, wine and women.

Perhaps because of this, he was unable to cast the superb fire spell, nor could he see the prophecy from the sacred fire.

Such a man was actually sent to the city of King's Landing on the side of the narrow sea, with a difficult and important task: to make the mad king Aerys II, who is obsessed with flames, believe in the Lord of Light.

Soros has always been very puzzled by this arrangement of the temple.

Am I the best candidate?
As he expected, he did not succeed in completing this task.

Wildfire is more likely to attract the Mad King's attention than the meager powers bestowed upon him by the Lord of Light.Until the death of Aerys II in the Throne Hall, the prestige of the Lord of Light remained unknown in Westeros.

So he didn't regard himself as the priest of the King of Light, and concentrated on staying in the court of King's Landing and managing the life of Westeros.

He even uses the Pyromancer's Wildfire to blaze his longsword instead of the Lord of Light's divine power.

This trick works best on Sandor "The Hound" Clegane.

Wildfire's emerald flames also helped him survive Greyjoy's Rebellion, and he was the first to scale the walls of Pyke, earning him much favor.

The subsequent court life was stable and lively.

King Robert drank with him often, and there were tourneys, in which he won several tournaments with his flaming sword, winning riches and applause.

Wine, tournaments, women, what a happy day.

Thoros no longer thought about Myr and the temple that had become the past, and no longer lit the sacred fire from time to time, longing for guidance from the Lord of Light.

however.

King Robert's death changed everything.

The seven kingdoms of Westeros are no longer peaceful, and the turmoil in King's Landing City and the Red Castle has become more violent and fierce.

King Joffrey displayed unquestionable miracles and immensity, the forces of fire and light so foreign and familiar, and his proclamation immediately reminded Thoros of the teachings of the temple.

Melisandre, also in red, finds him.Soros has since become a member of the Ministry of Evangelism, working with the monks and nuns of the Church of the Seven Gods.

The Seven Gods and the Lord of Light live in peace?

It wasn't just that Soros himself couldn't adapt, the monks and nuns of the church reacted even more violently.

Fortunately, the seven gods in heaven did not give them strength to match the sword, let alone the divine power of King Joffrey.

The rainbow guards sent by Renly to assassinate the cathedral succeeded in turning the church into a ministry.

Rao is so.

Every time he walked in the great hall of Baelor wearing a striking red robe, and every time he prayed to the Lord of Light in front of the statue of the Seven Gods, Soros could not help but fear for his life.

The occasional gazes of many monks still make Soros break out in a cold sweat.

How does the Church of the Seven Gods punish heresy?
Soros didn't know much, and didn't want to know more grisly details.

But he understands that the best way is to never revive the Church of the Seven Gods, and strive to maintain the long-term peace of the harmonious Gospel Ministry.

The Lord of Light and the Seven Gods, who said they can't live in peace?
In the dark and dilapidated stone house, the flames on Soros burned more violently. The orange-red fire illuminated the ruins in the middle of the night, and the intense heat dispelled the cold brought by the darkness.

Flame, Roland Storm uncontrollably thought of the previous encounter.

The red-robed monk glanced at him.

"Long night is dark, everywhere is dangerous, and the end is coming."

That's right, the end is coming, King Joffrey, chosen by God, said it himself, and there must be no falsehood.

Melisandre was the first to add this prayer, and Soros naturally followed.

"Fortunately, the King of Heroes has come to this world."

Soros made a solemn gesture of prayer.

"Praise be to the light and fire, praise to King Joffrey, praise to the one Lord the Lord of Light."

Roland Storm struggled to get rid of the painful memory, and regained his indifference, dismissing the red-robed monk's words, and even spat.

Soros smiled slightly, shaking his shiny bald head.

"You have a faithful faith, and you fight for the so-called warriors of the Seven, boasting of courage and indomitableness."

"But do you know that the seven gods you faithfully believe in, the one-body seven-faced Heavenly Father, the Holy Mother, the warrior, etc., are also some of the incarnations of the only Allah, the Lord of Light."

Roland Storm immediately glared.

Soros didn't dare to make up random things. Melisandre said these things first, and King Joffrey must have meant them.

That's right, after the Seven Gods and the Lord of Light merged into one, is there any talk of peace or injustice?

The Seven Gods are His name, the King of Light is also His title, and even more false gods and alien gods are like this. There are only two gods in the world, Him who represents light and flames, and the evil god who carries darkness and cold!
Soros was persuasive, "Your Majesty has obtained the will and power of Allah, and the only opponents in the world are Hanshen and Doomsday."

"Justice and victory do not belong to Renly of the Rebellion."

"Sir Roland, let yourself go, and let go of those warriors who gave their lives to you."

Roland Storm said nothing.

"Forget it." Beric Dondarrion lay back on his straw bed, "Go to rest early, we have to clean up the rest of the people tomorrow, before sunset."

Soros put away the flames, "That's the only way, it's just that there are fewer prisoners."

in the dark.

Edric Dane's voice sounded, "Lord Bailey, please let me lead the team as the vanguard. I want to try a gentler way."

"what ever."

Roland Storm couldn't help his eyes flickering.

(End of this chapter)