Chapter 231: Divination without Flags
Three days wasn't a long time, but it had been unusually slow lately, especially in the treacherous city of King's Landing, which had been seen by some as a long time.
Dressed carefully, Lynn led the beauty Brienne and the former Kingsguard to stroll through the streets of King's Landing.
They had just returned from the river and watched the last of the wildfires loot from the Alchemist's Guild Hall beneath the Rhaenys Hills be sent out of the harbor.
Although it has only been a few days since she arrived in King's Landing, Lynn is keenly aware that the city is undergoing a drastic change.
In the old days, the golden-robed guards patrolling the streets were replaced by a group of religious armed men with seven-pointed stars painted on their foreheads, and the streets were filled with missionaries, whether ordinary residents or merchants, nobles, all of a sudden seemed to become devout believers.
A large number of people from other places frantically poured into the capital of the Seven Kingdoms as if they had discussed it.
After entering the city, most of these people went to the entrance of the church, took the initiative to cut their hair, and changed into the gray cloth robes of the Sparrow Church, becoming a new batch of sparrows.
The power of the sparrows is expanding wildly at a rate that is visible to the naked eye.
With the backing of both monarchy and theocracy, the Church Order, in the name of the king and the gods, quickly squeezed and replaced the power of the Golden Guard, and it was only just beginning.
Not only that, but the merchant began to place offerings based on the number seven at the door, such as a fruit stall owner, who would use a delicate-looking iron plate to fill seven apples and offer them at the front of the stall, and these apples would not be used for sale, but would be offered to the seven gods.
When passing soldiers of the Order of the Seven walked by, they could choose to collect these tributes as they pleased.
The number "7" is considered to be a holy number. The church believes that just as God has seven faces, hell has seven levels. There are seven sacred signs in the sky, and graceful words and deeds should also be taught in seven ways.
People now use the number 7 on ceremonies or objects of divine significance to worship the followers of the seven-pointed star used by the Church.
Lynn and his entourage crossed Linhe Street, passed by an alley that sloped upward, and stopped in front of a divination stall in Banpo.
Lynn looked left and right and saw a fisherman on the left of the stall with seven dried fish hanging from a red string, and a toast hut on the right, with a piece of black bread painted with a seven-pointed star painted with cream in front of the door.
The divination stall without even a signboard banner is particularly abrupt.
Lynn looked at the half-hundred-year-old man who was sitting lazily and wearing a white-robed missionary uniform, and wondered, "Why didn't you put the Seven Gods Tribute in front of your stall?" β
"I divinate the elephant and only accept 7 silver deer!"
7 silver deer?Lynn was stunned, is this okay?
The old missionary glanced at Lynn's costume, and then at the squire knight in the back, who was dressed in a simple and unpretentious manner.
"Your Excellency wants to divination?"
"Anything?"
The old face of the white-robed missionary suddenly squeezed out a wrinkle with a smile, "One question is seven silver deer, you can ask anything." β
Lynn looked at the gray-robed sparrows who had just patrolled behind him, and then at the tarot cards on the missionary's booth, and threw out a high-court golden dragon that was only half the gold content of a normal golden dragon, and placed it on the missionary's table.
"Seven silver deer, do you want a golden dragon?"
The missionary's old face flushed, he picked up the golden dragon and weighed it, and then unceremoniously bit it hard in front of Lynn, and finally nodded with satisfaction, and said excitedly: "It's not impossible. β
You could see that the missionary was smiling sincerely, with a brow on his face.
Lynn didn't care, squinted and asked, "Okay, first question, how many knights over there are in the Riverlands?"
The missionary pondered for a moment, and quickly replied, "Almost all the defeated knights and downcast knights of the Riverlands have come to King's Landing, numbering seventy or eighty, and some have even come with the knights. β
"What about the poor who have become Christians?"
"The riverland alone is a vast expanse of thousands of thousands, and when I entered the city, I found that there were no fewer people coming from the valleys and the bends of the river, but the farther north and Dorne were unknown. β
Lynn nodded, but there was an infiltration organization of the Sparrow Church in the north, but Lynn directly took the trust and ordered the southbound passage of Carlin Bay to be temporarily blocked, with no intention of letting a stupid northerner leave.
"Where did the food come from to get these people to migrate?"
The missionary frowned and shook his head, "There are Sparrow cultists who organize alms along the way, but they are so well organized that even bandits have a hard time knowing where the food comes from. β
Lynn's face still did not change, and he could not grasp the channel, indicating that the food had been prepared nearby for a long time, and it was not shipped out from King's Landing.
Su Shou thought for a moment and complained to the missionary, "Soros of Mill has been in the Riverland for so long, but he can't run a sparrow church, you really have yours. β
When the missionary heard this, his face immediately collapsed, "Our Brotherhood Without Flags is an illegal organization, and there is no way to rob believers in the open. β
Lynn smiled hesitantly: "Sure enough, what kind of friends are made by whom, making excuses for yourself, is the tradition of your flagless brotherhood." You tell Soros of Mill to organize men to help me intercept a group, and the King's Landing will flood too many people at once, which is not good for my plans. β
The missionary grimaced, "The Brotherhood has had a hard time lately, especially since your army launched a new season of sowing raids on the Riverlands, and the nobles have hidden their food even tighter, and they can't afford to feed any more. β
Lynn was a little embarrassed, "If you insist on it, let your people go to the King's Road in Twin River City, my army will arrive there in a few days, and I will share a batch of food for you, it will be my support." β
The missionary suddenly smiled, and smiled happily as he had been rewarded with a golden dragon.
Lynn also showed her white and neat teeth, "Now give me a divination and see the nearest fortune." β
When the missionary heard this, he finally remembered that he needed to use the divination tool before answering the customer's question, so he closed his eyes and picked up the tarot cards, and randomly drew one from the chronological cards, the condition cards, the selection cards, the mixed cards, and the fortune cards, and covered them one by one on the table of the stall.
The cards slowly spread out.
After one glance, the missionary looked up and said, "It's a good sign to wear a gorgeous headdress on your head and a cane on your shoulder." β
Lynn looked down at the card, which was Mercury, the messenger of the gods of Roman mythology, with a confident smile and piercing eyes, a scepter held in his right hand pointing to the sky, and his left pointing to the ground.
"Oh, how do you explain the deck?"
"The right hand scepter and the left hand point to the ground, representing the exchange of power and the gift of spirit. Under the feet of the magician are roses and lilies, which represent human motives, reflect the will of the gods, and command the heavens and the earth. The rose represents life, and the lily represents death. β
Lynn smiled when he heard this, "Okay, the Brotherhood of No Flags seems to be a really smart person, but the next time you draw cards, don't forget to shuffle the cards first, draw three cards from the back, and then draw two cards from the front, which is really a bit clichΓ©." β
As soon as the missionary heard Lynn finish speaking, he saw another golden dragon being thrown at him, and hurriedly stretched out his hands and grabbed it.
When he looked up, he realized that Lynn had led the people to disappear at the end of the street slope.