The sunset, which was about to sink into the horizon, seemed to be dyed with blood, sprinkling ten thousand golden rays of light, shrouding the heavens and the earth in a faint color of blood.

Knock Knock Knock –

There was a quick knock on the door, like a drumbeat.

The archbishop awoke abruptly from his contemplation, straightened his messy clothes, hid the horror from his face, and then got up to open the door.

"Your Majesty, it's not good! The Knights of the Holy Sword and the Order of the Stars clash with the garrison of the capital! ”

"I see, go and ask the archbishop to come and counsel."

"Okay." Seeing the archbishop's unhurried appearance, the monk's nervous mood relaxed, "Do you want to send someone to the Red Fort to meet the king to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings?" ”

"No, I don't. I will explain it to Your Majesty. The archbishop said.

"Yes." The monk turned and left.

What he didn't know was that the archbishop, who seemed to be calm, was not confident, but had known that such a conflict would occur.

The Holy Sword Knights and the Star Warriors have been established for too few years, and too many people have poured in at once, and how many of these people are loyal to the king? And how many are true fanatics?

The archbishop did not dare to guess.

And is this conflict an unintentional act of believers? Or is it deliberately instigated by someone with a heart?

The archbishop could not be determined.

The situation was urgent, and the archbishops came quickly.

There are seven archbishops of the Church of the Seven in total, and they are second only to archbishops in the church.

"Those crazy believers must be stopped!" As soon as an archbishop entered the door, he hurriedly said, "We are no match for Caesar, he has an army of 200,000 just outside the city, capable of crushing our Order's armament like ants." ”

"You're underestimating the Order's armament!" Immediately, someone objected, "Yes, there are only more than a hundred people in the Holy Sword Knights so far, and there are only two or three thousand people in the Star Warrior Order, but you must know that the Seven Gods have millions of devout disciples in Westeros!" They wouldn't have allowed Caesar to do such a blasphemous! ”

"What blasphemy? What exactly did Caesar do? Can any of you prove that the death of the previous archbishop was related to him? ”

"Who else could it be if it wasn't him? Did the archbishop burn it himself? ”

"Witchcraft! Evil fire magic! It must be so! ”

"If so, why did the Seven Gods watch Caesar commit such blasphemy in the Sanctuary without divine punishment?"

"The gods are here to inflict divine punishment by our hands! The Knights of the Holy Sword and the Order of the Warriors of the Stars are the tools of the gods. ”

"Huh! Is that the tool of the gods so man? Tell me, how did they win Caesar's army? ”

"Caesar's army also included devout believers, and all the knights took an oath before the idols of the seven gods. Caesar only looks powerful, but in fact he is vulnerable. ”

"And the northern princes, they may not have surrendered sincerely."

……

Listening to the quarrel of the archbishops, the archbishop remained silent.

He found that the number of hard-line archbishops had the absolute upper hand, with only two archbishops refusing to go to war with the Red Keep.

Looking at the archbishops who impassionedly expressed their desire to avenge the previous archbishop, the archbishop almost always thought that he could really fight Caesar.

But at the thought of those god-like golden eyes, he regained his composure.

"Do you want to be reduced to ashes like the previous archbishop?" The archbishop is not alone.

These words were like a basin of cold water poured down, and the room immediately fell silent.

"We don't have to fight Caesar to the death." Someone said, "Just let him make concessions." Otherwise the archbishop will die like this, and we will do nothing, and the reputation of the church will be ruined. Believers will also be extremely disappointed in us. ”

This statement immediately gained more acceptance:

"That's right, Caesar is busy dealing with the threat from the north, and he definitely doesn't want to tear up his face with the church at this time, as long as we exercise restraint and believe that he will make concessions."

"Don't forget the Order's armament, they are still weak, but they have unlimited potential. Caesar needed this strength, and he would be willing to compromise. ”

"Yes, we should let Caesar hear us."

"Let Caesar know the wrath of the people of the Seven Kingdoms!"

"That's right!"

……

"Your Majesty, what do you think of our approach?" The archbishops finally left the question to the archbishop for a decision.

The archbishop froze his gaze over the faces of the archbishops, taking in their expressions, and finally spoke:

"The majesty of the seven gods cannot be provoked."

As soon as these words came out, the archbishops looked different, some were surprised, and some were secretly worried.

But they all knew that the archbishop meant that he was still going to confront the king.

A bloody storm seems inevitable.

The archbishop spoke again:

"Gather the believers, and I will convey to them the oracle of the seven gods."

Oracle?

The archbishops looked at each other, and suddenly felt that the archbishop's attitude might be even more fierce than they had imagined.

But the only spokesperson of the seven gods in the world has spoken like this, and they can only force all kinds of thoughts down:

"Yes!"

After the group had left, the archbishop looked back at the closet in the room.

He knew that behind the thin siding, there was an ear, an eye, that had recorded everything just now.

The archbishop observed a moment of silence for some idiot.

Ever since witnessing the Sparrow disappear under the gaze of the Seven Gods, the Archbishop has understood that Caesar is not something he can fight.

The sun finally set in the west, and night covered the land.

However, tonight's King's Landing is not peaceful.

Although the conflict between the Order's armed forces and the garrison of the capital has stopped, anyone with a discerning eye can see that this is only a temporary calm, and the contradictions between the two sides have not only not eased, but are constantly accumulating, waiting for the next outbreak.

More and more angry believers poured into the Visennian hills, where they decided to stay all night when they heard that the archbishop was about to issue an oracle of the seven.

In the square in front of the Basilica of Baylor, countless candles were lit, and people mourned the death of the archbishop in the candlelight.

I have to say that the sparrow was indeed very popular before, especially the poor people, who remembered the good of this archbishop, who was also from a humble background.

Messengers shuttled back and forth through the city, exchanging opinions and weaving conspiracies.

For all this, the Red Fort has been watching from the sidelines.

Even the king did not send anyone to inquire about the previous clash between the armed forces of the Order and the garrison of the capital.

The 200,000-strong army outside the city showed no sign of movement.

There is actually a turbulent undercurrent lurking under this strange calm, and smart people know it and choose to stay out of it, but there are also many fools who are colluding and calculating, and delusional fire.

The night was dark and the moonlight was cold, quietly hiding all ambitions and worries, waiting for the answer to be revealed after dawn.

(End of chapter)