The sweltering heat of midsummer has been enveloping King's Landing, making the city's already stinking air even worse.

Westeros' climate is unpredictable, and the current summer has been going on for several years and getting hotter with more duration. Even the people in the city had to run to the port area during the hottest part of the day to blow the cold wind or jump into the sea to take a bath.

There are a lot of cold winds, but there are very few baths, because the water in the King's Landing port area is very turbid and contains a lot of excrement.

The large flow of people brought not only a certain degree of confusion, but also many additional "products", such as the capital garrison, which the common people called the golden robes, assigned a large number of supervisors here, or for example, many monks took the opportunity to preach here.

"The Targaryens were born sinful, and now they have turned their backs on the heavenly gods, and the seven layers of hell have left plenty of room for them, yes, the heavenly gods have been watching all this, and we ......"

A high-pitched, angry voice rang out from the crowd of people who were crouching on the ground, and countless eyes were focused on an old monk in a brown-gray robe, now with his hands raised in the air, and his face full of excitement to speak to the Targaryens.

Believers in the Seven Gods already attach great importance to the monk class, not to mention the lack of entertainment in this era, so many unreligious people can't help but look at him and treat it as a drama.

Of course, such people were relatively rare, and most of the commoners listened attentively, and some of the pious even showed anger from time to time at the high pitch of the monk's voice.

As one of the golden robes on duty here, Peter couldn't help but look at the monks in the crowd at this time, and his mind followed from time to time.

As a young man born at the end of the Targaryen dynasty, Peter didn't have any ill feelings towards the mad king who was spurned by the nobles in his early years, because the people of King's Landing were never affected by the madness of the mad king, and even many people still miss the Targaryen era, because life was more stable at that time than now.

Later, when he heard that the Mad King wanted to burn down the entire city when he lost the war, Peter had a slight prejudice against the Targaryens, but this did not really happen, and they were not sure whether the news was true or false, so he still had some kindness towards the Targaryens.

Relatively speaking, Peter did not like the current kingdom, and many people in King's Landing did not, not only because of the queen's family's frenzied plundering of the city, but also because the current king was not a virtuous man - on the contrary, the king's reputation for prostitutes' love for prostitutes had spread throughout King's Landing.

Such a king does not deserve to be called a king, Peter occasionally can't help but think about it, and he secretly hopes that the survivors of the Targaryen might call back.

It was only during this time that his thoughts changed again.

The House of Targaryen colludes with the infidels to establish other religions in Westeros!

Initially, this matter was only spread in a small area of King's Landing, but in the last two days many monks have begun to spread the word, and Peter, or many people, have to pay attention to it.

Something changed because of this, and Aunt Sophie, who was in the neighborhood, used to be more disgusted than Pete was in the current situation, but for the past two days she would swear and claim that the Targaryen was a traitor every morning.

Colin, a friend who had been a staunch supporter of the Targaryens, also considered those people to be among the enemies and untrustworthy. Even Peter's own wife would nagging him every day after dinner, claiming that if the Targaryens did call, they would be beaten back, and she didn't want to convert to Yunyun.

As a religious man, Peter did not want his faith to be tarnished by foreign pagans, so he sympathized with this, but he was skeptical of the preaching of the church.

Because the church is not trustworthy.

As a man who thought he was wise, Peter was not blind to the Church, and many of the dignified-looking monks he had seen over the years were not really good men, especially the fat and greedy archbishop, who did not look like the spokesman of the gods on earth.

So what they preach, could it be the truth?

"I can't take it anymore, Peter." A voice came from beside him, and Peter looked sideways to see his companion standing in the shadow of the wall like himself, rubbing his arms and looking gloomy.

"This is not at all the same as before, such heavy training, and such hot weather, who can endure it?"

"What can I do if I can't stand you? Want to quit like Hopper? ”

"I have this idea, but I can't afford to get paid." The companion replied in a whisper.

Peter pursed his lips when he heard this, but didn't say anything.

As soon as the new commander of the garrison took office, he came up with a training system, and the rigorous training was completely different from the few casual fools he had in the past, and many people complained about it, thinking that it was simply too bad compared to what it used to be.

So during this time, Peter heard for a long time that whoever resigned from the garrison because he couldn't stand it and looked for another way.

Peter also wanted to "quit", but not because of the intensity of his training. In fact, he felt okay about it, mainly because the torture scene that had been wrestling for a whole day a while ago was too terrifying.

Many familiar faces lost their lives that day, and their expressions were extremely hideous when they were strangled by ropes, and many onlookers, including him, were scared on the spot.

Knowing that they had inflicted their own actions, the cruel punishment made Peter think that it seemed dangerous to remain in the garrison, and he felt that the Minister of Justice who had taken over them had been cruel and excessive.

But after thinking about it, Peter didn't think about what he could do after leaving the garrison, so he could only mix like this, and now that he heard that his companion wanted to leave, he couldn't help but persuade him.

"You're leaving, think about what to do first."

"I've figured it out." Hearing this, the companion turned his head and looked around, and then whispered: "I heard that the king will issue a bounty war on the Crab Claw Peninsula for a while, anyone can take it, and a peninsular's head can be worth a golden dragon!" A golden dragon, you can earn so much by going over there and killing someone, but it's much better than staying here. ”

A golden dragon was their wages for several months, and Peter was a little unconvinced.

"King Robert is so generous?"

"King Robert has always been generous." The companion replied, and then said instigatingly, "How about we, together?" ”

"Is this news true?" Peter was still skeptical.

"My uncle's boy is a squire in the Red Keep, and I heard that King Robert himself said it, so it can't be fake."

"Let's wait for the news to come out." Hearing this, Peter felt unreliable, so he shook his head: "And do you know where the Crab Claw Peninsula is?" ”

"I heard that it's over there in Nuquan City, not far away."

"I don't feel stable, if I quit my job and go there, I won't be able to make any more money......"

"Then you stay here and continue to suffer." Hearing this, the companion said disdainfully: "I don't want to do it anyway, maybe I will be hanged by that cold-blooded duke one day." ”

"If you don't make a mistake, how can you be hanged?"

"Who hasn't made a mistake when the golden robe has been in a golden robe for so many years?" The companion asked rhetorically.

Peter didn't say anything when he heard this, but secretly a little frightened.

Not to mention others, a while ago he secretly accepted a bribe from a gang leader over there in the flea nest, if he was targeted by the cold-blooded duke with amazing interrogation methods......

He couldn't help but shudder.