The army outside the city was assembled, and all entrances and exits of King's Landing were strictly blocked, and the clouds of war hung over the hearts of the inhabitants of King's Landing.

As the golden robe to maintain law and order, under the command of the new prefect Jeslin, he was waiting for fear that there would be an uncontrolled situation in the city, but to their surprise, under the pressure of war, there was not much restlessness in the city, but it seemed to be very harmonious?

……

Nimes grew up in a flea den, where he spent his entire childhood and adolescence, and he knows better than anyone else. But familiarity doesn't mean love.

He didn't love it, on the contrary, rape, robbery, drunken drunks, and seeing fresh dead bodies on the side of the road every morning...... The chaos of the flea nest made him disgusted with it since he was a child, and he made up his mind to get out of the dirty environment early.

So when he reached a certain age, he begged his father to send him to a blacksmith shop he knew and became an apprentice blacksmith.

Blacksmith apprenticeship is actually a very ordinary trade, and basically every poor person has the opportunity to send their children to the blacksmith as apprentices, and only a small sum of money is not too expensive.

But few can persevere, and during the apprenticeship, the uninterrupted physical work from morning to night is not something that anyone can bear, not to mention that the blacksmith shop generally does not provide food - how long can a child last without adequate nutritional supplements?

It's just that unlike other apprentices, Nimes is hardworking and persistent, and with family support, he is going further and further down the road. So he went from apprentice to full-fledged blacksmith to skilled old blacksmith, and now he has become a master of weapons for knights and nobles.

Half a lifetime of hardship allowed him to escape the poverty of the flea nest, and he finally had a façade and house of his own in Steel Street, where he married the daughter of a gentle little merchant and had a lovely son.

Compared to others, life seems to be very happy.

Nimes were also satisfied with this, and he kept thinking of fighting for a few more years, and then saving up his savings to send his son to serve as an acolyte under a knight, hoping that he would have the opportunity to become a real high-class man in the future.

However, his son's sudden illness disrupted his plans, and the savings he had accumulated for most of his life were exhausted, and his originally positive and cheerful attitude was unconsciously clouded.

Nîmes was originally not keen on drinking, but now he seems to be less interested in everything but alcohol.

……

"That damn hound deserves seven layers of hell!"

"The hound didn't crawl out of the seven layers of hell, otherwise he wouldn't have run to the flea nest to assassinate the messenger."

"That's right, hounds, and little devils, they are all devils who climbed up from the seven layers of hell!"

"Fortunately, those young sparrows are desperately protecting them, otherwise the envoy would be in danger."

"Sparrows have always been brave."

"Brave? Forget it, they knew that they would be fine even if they were injured, and that's the case, the messenger even saved the sparrow whose head was cut off! ”

"I don't think even if they don't protect it, the envoy will be fine......

……

Sitting in the corner of the tavern, listening to the loud voices of the people at another table nearby, Nim knew who was the focus of their discussions, and in fact, the emissary of the Seven Gods, whom they said was noble, was an evil wizard that everyone shouted at not so long ago.

It's just that I don't know when it started.,The existence that could make children cry turned into this kind of support scene today.。

Nim didn't care about this, and he thought he was a smart man, but he was very disgusted by the change, and felt that these people were stupid enough.

Shaking his head with a smirk, he staggered to his feet after taking the last sip of beer from the wooden cup.

In King's Landing, it's not a good idea to walk at night, and if it's in a flea nest, Nim wouldn't dare say anything, but on the side of Steel Street, the security is not bad, and with the recent wind being tight, except for a stupid person with a bit of a brain, he usually won't run out of this kind of stall to take risks - unless he has to.

Returning home on the hard stone road, the door was opened, and the wife, Mera, was chatting with the hostess of the neighbor's house, and the two women got up to greet Nimes when they saw him returning.

"I'll go and get dinner ready for you."

"No, ma'am, I've already eaten. What do you think? Is it better? ”

"No, he'......"

When the two said this, they couldn't help but be silent

Seeing this, Lady Maddie, next door, proposed, "Nime, you ought to take your son to the messenger, and he will surely cure your son's illness." ”

This messenger again?

It seemed that all at once everyone was talking about this man, the old man, the child, the girl, the soldier...... But have you forgotten who he really is?

That's a dark wizard!

So Nim said with a little annoyance: "Healed? Come on, Master Hopper can't cure a disease, what can he be a sneaky wizard? ”

"Your Excellency is not a wizard, don't you believe it until now? Look at my son, how thin he used to be, but look at now," she said, patting her youngest son, who had been lying on her knees and listening, the still thin child embarrassed her slightly, but turned to a calm face.

"Don't look at him like this now, he has more than doubled the amount of food he used to eat! Carplatin and I have a great time watching his appetite grow every day. These wizards can't do that. ”

"Maybe that's just normal, I remember it was the same when I was seven years old."

"Come on, Nim, if I hadn't taken him to the Emissary, who knows when this normal situation would have arisen?"

Hearing this, the lady on the side couldn't help but whisper, "Yes, Nim, maybe we should really consider going to the messenger to take a look." ”

"What are you hesitating about? The envoy won't take your money, and he's such a powerful man that he can't think anything of you. ”

"But he's a wizard! A dark wizard who can eat people! ”

"Witchcraft? Have you really seen it? Or do you just hear what others say? ”

"I ......"

"People are big people on the top, even the king is stuttering, what about you, just a small blacksmith in Steel Street, what's the use of you being so careful?"

……

The neighbor's slightly bitter words seemed to have become the last straw that crushed his "rationality", and lying under the bed at night to think about these quietly, Nimes was a little sleepless.

Could it really be that he was too careful?

Do you want to try it?

However, if it is a trap of a dark wizard.

In case of......

After thinking about it, the frail look on his son's face finally flashed through his mind.

Nim gritted his teeth and decided to take his son to the messenger tomorrow.

Maybe it really works?

We can't wait any longer.

The next morning, Nimes, who had gotten up early, watched as his wife had finished grooming his son, lifted him from the bed, and then stepped out of the room.

"Dad, where are we going?"

"I'm going to heal you"

"Heal? I didn't want to go out and heard Granny Ellie say it was messy outside. ”

"It's not messy now, don't worry, kid, I'm here."

Walking down the street with their son on their backs, they always met some acquaintances, and with their smiling blessings, Nimes and his son walked silently in the direction of the flea nest.

The messenger was a flea nest and a sparrow leader had invited him from the Red Keep, so he had always used it as a base.

It is said that because of this, the security of the flea nest for two days is obviously very different, and Nim does not think about this at first, but as he enters it, his mind changes unconsciously.

Bouncing children, soothing-looking women, and old people sitting on crutches on both sides of the road.

There was a look of joy on everyone's face, completely different from the numbness and madness they had once had.

It's like people living in two worlds. It used to be seven levels of hell, but now it's heaven.

Watching all this silently, the son on his back whispered, "Dad, why do they look a little different from what Granny Ellie said?" ”

"What did my mother-in-law say to you?"

"She said the flea nest was full of poor bugs and murderers." The son said, with a hesitant face: "But I think they are very happy, and they don't look like bad people." ”

"Maybe."

Nim muttered, his face still vigilant, but the confidence in his heart quietly increased.

So he tightened his back and quickened his steps.

The flea nest may seem intricate to others, but it wasn't too big for a native born here in Nîmes, and it wasn't long before he found the house of the sparrows.

Far away, Nimes saw a long line of people lining narrow alleys, and from the outside to the inside, the crowd was so crowded that there was no end in sight.

Nim had a slight headache about all this, but he was more confident because of this.

So many people believe that that ...... It should be true, right?

Bringing his son to the end of the line, he began to line up silently.

……

"Have you heard, the old Sam over there has dysentery in the narrow shack and has been completely cured."

……

"The ugly woman next door to my house complained all day long that her husband didn't like him and was cold to her, and then she came here to find the messenger. And guess what? His husband really started to stop going to brothels, but instead kissed his wife all day long, and I almost ......wanted to vomit when I saw it."

……

"It's amazing."

"Of course it's magical, the messenger is descended from the gods."

"The gods descend to earth and the messengers of the gods don't seem to be the same thing."

"The messenger is the gods, and the archbishop of St. Belle calls himself the messenger of the seven gods, and what virtue do you think of him? Every time I see that pig's head, I can't help but want to punch him a few times. ”

……

Silently lining up and listening silently, my son seemed quite excited about it, and so did Nimes, who was still apprehensive about it

Legendary dark wizards, cannibalistic rumors, bloodthirsty spells...... Will there be fraud?

This is his only son, in case something goes wrong......

Half apprehensive, half expectant, they kept lining up, and when the time came in the afternoon of the same day, the line finally took their turn

Walking into the courtyard, I saw a group of monks dressed in gray robes and some heavily armed soldiers.

The monk was nothing, and the soldiers from the north were not to be messed with, so after glancing at it, he hurriedly lowered his head.

"What's your name?" A clear young voice asked, and he glanced up cautiously.

The man sitting behind the table was so young that Nimes was a little stunned

However, under the reminder of the sparrow next to him, he reacted quickly.

"Nimes, my lord, it's not me, my son."

"All right, little friend. Do you believe in the Seven Gods? ”

"Of course, sir." Compared with his father, the child did not have so many worries and apprehensions in his heart, so the answer was quite clear.

"Then start praying."

Under the guidance and gesture of the sparrow next to him, Nim gently placed his son on the ground on his back.

So the boy knelt on the ground and began to pray silently.

"Ask Our Lady ......"

Under Nîmes's watchful gaze, the messenger sitting behind the table leaned forward with a wooden scepter in his hand, the glowing crystal at the tip gently touching his son's forehead.

"God willing."

The sparrow next to him couldn't help but murmur, and the faint light flickered and disappeared.

Then, at the signal of the sparrow, Nim picked up his son and got out of the way with a little confusion.

That's it?

He left the team in a trance, and after a few stunned glances, he looked down at his son: "How do you feel?"

"I don't feel bored at all." The son rubbed his chest and asked curiously, "Dad, am I okay?" ”

"Not boring?" Stunned, surprised, and finally full of joy.

"Master Hopper said that as long as my son's chest condition is reduced, it means that his illness has improved!"

"That might be good, yes, that's right......" Nim muttered with joy, turning his head to look at the still large line, his expression still the same, but his eyes were no longer suspicious, but with a hint of reverence.