This is a world where God's will is exercised on earth, and miracles appear, and through the prayer channels of monks, priests, etc., you may be able to get God's response.

But it is also a world where God ignores people's suffering, and medical skills are backward. A small inconspicuous knife wound is likely to kill you, and as long as the wound becomes inflamed, you will either cut your limb or die, you can't think about it.

Gout, stroke, these are even more terminal diseases, and there is no way to do it except to use dream wine to help you fall asleep and poppy milk to help relieve pain.

Will, who had crossed over, believed that the most powerful medical skill of the Oldtown Scholars was to make people in pain drink poppy milk, a kind of flower milk that numbs pain, dulls people's minds, and produces irrepressible dependence.

Will, on the other hand, has unique medical skills for wound anti-inflammation and gout stroke.

In the previous world trajectory, the king of the Riverland, Duke Horst Tully, was sick in bed, sleeping for a long time by drinking dream wine and poppy milk, he was a veteran with considerable combat experience, but he did not participate in any of the five kings' wars, and died of illness before the war ended. The only thing to be thankful for is that he died before the red wedding, and he didn't have to die in grief at the last minute.

During the War of the Five Kings, Horst Tully kept the news under wrap to keep the Lannisters from knowing that he was bedridden. Otherwise, the Lannisters would have attacked Riverrun without any scruples. The name of Horst Tully made the Lannisters cautious at first, mainly trying to attack. If Horst Tully is a healthy leader, it will be very fearful for the Lannisters.

There are many reasons for stroke in the elderly, and there are five main reasons: 1. Emotional depression and anger. Depression is sorrow, and anger is anger. The elderly are too excited or too sad, which triggers internal strokes and causes the onset of the disease.

2. Poor diet, the most typical of which is the most intense induced by alcoholism. 3.Overwork 4.Climate change 5.Blood stasis, which is related to lack of exercise.

Duke Horst's illness had nothing to do with climate change, overwork, or blood stasis. He was caused by a heart disease. When I get older, I feel depressed, so I get addicted to alcoholism, but no matter how heavy I drink, it can't solve the guilt and depression in my heart, and in the long run, no matter how strong a person is, he will fall ill.

When Will uttered the word Tansy, Edmure Tully, Robb Stark, and Maester Weyman all saw Horst Tully's obvious reaction.

Will knew the secret the same way he knew Jon Snow's background.

He who has crossed over is a prophetic existence.

Horst Tully looked at Will steadily, and Will looked at him calmly, calm as a mountain, and his bearing was extraordinary.

Duke Horst nodded at Edmure, Edmure pulled Robb's hand, and the two of them quietly withdrew, Master Weyman's eyes matched Duke Horst's eyes, nodded, and also quietly withdrew.

"Lord Will. Horst stretched out his hand, a huge pair of hands, one can imagine the terrifying strength of these hands in his youth. Today, the giant hands were empty of skeletons, with no muscles, and loose skin, like layers of crumpled bark stacked on top of each other.

Will went over and sat on the edge of the bed, holding Horst's trembling hand.

"There is one thing in my heart that I have been in my heart for decades and I can never forget. ”

"I know. Will said lightly.

Horst grabbed Will's hand violently, "Lord Will, I believe in the Seven Gods. ”

"Maybe we have only one God. ”

"Then why are there so many gods? ”

That may be a different side of God, just like we are. Everyone has many faces, the coldness when killing, the kindness when saving people, the presumptuousness when drunk, the humility when respectful, the joy when victory, the pain when defeating, different sides, the same person. And what about God? There may be a thousand faces of God, maybe there are ten thousand faces, seven gods, maybe there are seven faces of one God. So I think the oracle I got, as long as it's true, is also suitable for you who believe in the Seven Gods. ”

For the first time, Horst heard that the seven gods might be the seven faces of one god, and maybe even the new gods were the old gods, but mortals were just seeing different sides of the gods.

"Lord Horst, did the Seven give you a response?"

Duke Horst shook his head slowly.

"I saw the fragments of the oracle, and your illness was caused by a disease of the heart. A few tansies, an ignorant and innocent girl, an ambitious teenager, a love that you cut off with your own hands, and a child whose life you ended yourself, you want Lysa's forgiveness, right, but she hasn't been home for decades, and she's never responded to any of your letters. She hates you, and the more time passes, the deeper the hatred becomes. ”

Duke Horst's body shook, as if an invisible hammer had struck him on the top of his head. Neither Caitlyn nor Edmure knew this secret.

Will's strong hand gave the Duke support and kept him from falling.

"Lord Will, you really know everything. A flame of hope burned in Tully's eyes, and Will's words were evident in the words that followed.

"I can help you, Lord Duke. ”

Horst Tully's lips trembled in disbelief.

"I can help you persuade Lysa to come back to you, and she will forgive you for your actions. Will said softly. He gently massaged the top of the old man's head and shoulders, "I assure you, Lord Duke. ”

Horst Tully shook his head slightly, perhaps unwilling to believe it, perhaps too excited to control himself.

"You didn't do anything wrong back then, Lord Duke, Lord Petyr Berish the Littlefinger is not reliable, although he is now the Chancellor of the Exchequer of the Kingdom, I know very well who he is, and you know very well that your vision is not wrong, it is Lysa who is wrong. "Heart disease needs heart medicine, and we must first untie the knot in Horst Tully's heart.

Will knew these things from the oracle, and this would not embarrass Horst, this is a man who values family honor very much, the clan language of the Tully family: family, duty, honor. An old man like Shi En does not need to mention anything in return, when he is needed, a message, a word, he will go all out.

Will will raise the forces of the Seven Kingdoms to fight against the Strangers in the future, and he needs the support of the Riverlands. If you want to gather the forces of the Seven Kingdoms, you must have the power and strength to command the lords of the Seven Kingdoms.

Will, who has crossed over, is familiar with history and knows that in this world of ice and fire, the enemies are different, the strategies are the same, and the road to hegemony is the same. In order to command the heroes and dominate the other world, it is necessary to find a common goal and an irresistible reason for the heroes: this goal and reason - that is, the alien.

If there were no Strangers, Will would create a 'Stranger' for them as well.

Whoever resists Will's goal of being a 'stranger' will be the stone that needs to be removed on the way forward.

There is no supreme power in the world, and there is no power to judge.

Duke Horst's dim blue pupils finally gave out a hopeful light: "Lord Will...... It was I who took the life of Lyza's child with Tansy...... Lysa cried and begged me, her head was broken and she was bleeding profusely, and she ran after me on her knees, her elbows and knees were all worn out on the stones, and she was dripping with blood......"

Will stretched out his hand and shook his head, signaling Duke Horst not to say more: "Lord Duke, you are the person I admire the most with deep family responsibility and honor, and Petyr Beriss has taken advantage of the purity and innocence of fifteen-year-old Lyza. He maliciously possessed Lysa, but he didn't love her in his heart, he loved Caitlyn dearly...... The oracle has shown that I will help you untie your feud with Lyza...... Are you willing to accept my treatment, because you have to get back to your health first......"

"Lord Will, you're mine...... Benefactor ......" Horst Tully's blue eyes were moist, his hands were tightly gripping Will's hand, his breathing was short, and his lips trembled, "Lord Will, whatever you say, I will do it!"