Game of Thrones: I Created the Magic Web

Chapter 96 God's Will
Early morning of July 26.

Countless believers have gathered on the square outside the Baylor Cathedral.

In the past two days, the news has spread throughout the city. The church has designated every Sunday as a day of worship. All believers must serve devoutly and pray for blessings on this day.

The pious believers were all delighted, so they came to Baylor Cathedral specially to show their sincerity.

But they came too early, the seven gates of the Baylor Cathedral were still closed, no monk or nun appeared, and people could only wait in the square outside.

Most believers sat or stood with their eyes closed, but some began to whisper.

"I heard that His Majesty came to the church last night and prayed endlessly throughout the night. Even the establishment of Sunday was His Majesty's idea. No wonder His Majesty is so loved by the gods, and he is bestowed with infinite grace."

"Yes, you are worthy of being an envoy who spreads the glory and the gospel. Blessed are the world."

"Have you ever heard of that one?" Someone whispered mysteriously, "The church has been getting it wrong all along. It is not a seven-pointed star, but a six-pointed star, with Heavenly Father in the middle."

"Impossible! It must be spread by those people. Seven Gods, Seven Gods, what else can it be if it's not Seven Stars?"

Some people carefully pointed out the fallacies, "There is actually only one god, and all the gods we worship are just one side cast by him, and the seven gods are just what mortals call him."

"According to this, it doesn't necessarily have to be seven stars, hexagrams or even rings, it doesn't matter, it's just a mortal's prejudice."

People can't help gradually arguing.

Someone sneered, "It's so brave to refute the doctrine at the gate of the Baylor Cathedral, a group of hopeless idiots."

As soon as these words came out, everyone quickly calmed down and ended the topic tacitly.

Not long after, someone suddenly complained, "Suddenly there are a lot of guards at the gate of the city this morning, and all of them have wide-eyed eyes, as if everyone has a knife in their arms."

"That's right, I saw it too. They came out of the gold cloak camp, the recruits."

"You don't know that. To tell you the truth, my nephew is an officer in a golden robe, and he is in charge of a hundred people." An old man in good spirits showed off happily.

"He told me personally that His Majesty is going to speak in the church today. In order to protect His Majesty's safety, a lot of people have been sent to the seven city gates to conduct strict investigations."

"Who can harm the envoy? Who dares to do that?"

"I heard that someone reported that Renly was afraid that he would not be able to compete with His Majesty in a war. He bought an assassin and sneaked into the city. Maybe he will do it at some time. It must be related to this."

"Oh, that's what it is! It's terrible."

"It's despicable!"

"That's right, the price of bread has started to rise in the past two days, so he's probably still happy."

"I heard that Storm's End is holding banquets every day, with delicious wine and dishes, and girls from the entire Stormlands are gathered to dance and accompany the night. When they get tired of playing, they throw them to the soldiers under their hands."

"Oh my god, how can I do it!?"

"Hehe, he is the majestic Duke of Storm's End. The huge storm belongs to him, so of course he won't feel bad."

"Lord Robert was too kind to him!"

"Who said it wasn't."

People have a bad impression of Renly.

"Hey, look, the door to Heavenly Father is open!" someone reminded excitedly.

The square quickly became agitated, and everyone looked forward excitedly, casting awe-inspiring gazes at the figure walking out of the Heavenly Father's Gate.

The bloated Archbishop wore the shining seven-colored crown as usual, but its brilliance was completely covered by His Majesty who was wearing infinite white light in front of him.

His Majesty took two steps forward, and immediately became as tall as the church, bright as the sun.

People fell to their knees, ready to listen to the emissary's will.

Joffrey stood at the edge of the pulpit and looked down. There were a lot of people, at least tens of thousands of people. This is still not a situation where there is no strong appeal, and the influence of the church can be seen.

The more so, the more satisfied Joffrey was with his coronation manifestation.

No matter how much the church develops, it cannot escape from its own limitations, and must rely on the image of the Seven Gods to propagate its teachings.

In the ordinary world, it's okay to say that it's nothing more than comparing who can fool better, but here, a miracle can usurp most of the church's victory.

Look at the present, the church has spent countless years of painstaking efforts to shape the seven gods worshiped by the world, and finally Joffrey easily snatched the position of spokesperson, making the seven gods a sacred cloak on his body.

The reality is cruel, and no one can accept it easily.

The archbishop was reluctant to admit defeat at first, but that summons changed his mind completely, so he was able to stand behind Joffrey and continue to be his own archbishop.

Compared with him, the fate of several colleagues who chose to resist was much more tragic.

Joffrey opened his mouth, his tone mournful and mournful.

"My faithful brothers and sisters, I am compelled to announce a sad news."

All the believers were stunned immediately, what happened to make His Majesty, blessed by God, do this at such a time?

The king continued, "Someone sneaked into the sanctuary last night and tried to kill. To protect everyone in the sanctuary, three archbishops, nineteen monks and seven nuns were murdered!"

Boom~
The people in the square were boiling.

A group of monks and guards walked out of the Heavenly Father's Gate. They dragged the corpses of the seven assassins into the square, and the believers immediately surrounded them.

"After verification, these assassins were hired by Renly Baratheon. They were well-trained and paid well. They were even given the title of 'Rainbow Dark Guard' by Renly to carry out assassination activities full-time."

People lifted off the white cloth wrapped around the corpse, revealing the colors of the rainbow under the black tattered outer shirt, one for each person, just right.

"What a glorious and holy place the Great Sept of Baelor is, Renly actually defiled it with assassins and daggers. This is not only a challenge to the laws of the world and the majesty of the throne, but also a contempt for the Seven Gods and a trample on our faith! "

There was obvious anger in the king's voice, "Everyone, can you agree?"

"No! No!!" Someone immediately responded loudly, which immediately aroused more solidarity, and finally gathered into countless people shouting in unison.

"No promise!"

"The seven gods have given the decree!" The king announced the decree, and the voice resounded through the sky.

"His first palace in the mortal world is the Great Cathedral of Baelor, and the center of his vision is the city of King's Landing. The holy land must be clean and pure, without any filth or darkness."

"From today!" cried the king, raising his arms.

"Lambs, listen to the call and put aside all worldly glitz. We will cleanse every corner, cleanse every heart, and restore the city of King's Landing to cleanliness, and the Great Sept of Baylor to restore peace."

"Renly's assassins have nowhere to hide, liars and robbers have nowhere to hide, all shadows will be driven out, and the light will last forever!"

cried the king firmly and reverently.

At this time, a group of monks, nuns, and soldiers poured out of the Heavenly Father's Gate, walking towards the square, towards the southeast, northwest, and every corner of King's Landing City.

The believers fell silently to the ground, waiting for what was about to happen.

In fact, many people still don't understand what His Majesty's words are referring to.But after all, it is the decree of the gods, and mortals can only obey it.

And there is no doubt that the movement will not be small.

(End of this chapter)