Game of Thrones' opening sold the gods

Chapter 22 22. Sun God

Tyrion lay in Shae's arms afterward, thinking about his next move.

Two consecutive prime ministers died in his position, and Tyrion could not be careless. After all, the status of the two dead prime ministers was not much higher than him.

"Don't run around, or my sister won't let you go, and she won't let you go. It's too dangerous here, and I shouldn't have brought you here."

"But you still brought me here, don't worry, I will take care of myself."

Hearing what Shae said, Tyrion was a little relieved.

The next day, Tyrion took Bronn and Rhett to wander around King's Landing, not for fun, of course, but to observe the situation of the refugees.

When entering the city, Tyrion noticed that there were a lot of refugees in King's Landing. These refugees were all concentrated in the slums, and it was easy to mix in with other troops.

"There's no way around it, it's always like this in war," Bronn said.

Of course Tyrion also knew this truth, but he was afraid that this group of people would cooperate with the outside and make trouble inside when Stannis attacked the city.

Just when Tyrion was about to return to the Red Castle, he suddenly saw a man preaching something to the crowd below on the stone.

"What is that? Are they going to rebel?" Tyrion said to Bronn, smiling.

Reid took over the words at this time, "They are sects in the slums, and many sects were born here. They prayed to the Seven Gods to quell the war and then a rain of bread."

After hearing this, Tyrion put away his smile, "Simple and hopeless wish." Tyrion's voice was inexplicably depressed.

"Come on, let's go and have a look." Tyrion said to the two.

They soon came to the edge of the crowd and heard what the man was talking about.

"It's not fair at all!
We can live humblely, we can swallow our anger, but they can't just crush us to death like maggots!
War is a vile game, they are vile players, and we, vile worms!

Looking at the ground full of feces and garbage under our feet, we can never imagine what kind of life the nobles living in the Red Castle enjoyed.

Do you know how much golden dragon's bread and milk was wasted by those nobles in a day?
50 golden dragons!
That bread and milk would not fit in a wagon!
Only the great sun god Apollo can save us! After finishing speaking, Schiller Andorf waved his hand, and several people came out carrying several boxes.

When the box was opened, it was full of black bread.

When the people around saw the black bread, their eyes immediately glowed green, and several men grabbed it with their hands, only to be beheaded by the men carrying the boxes in the street.

Schiller looked at the scene and said, "The sun god is kind, but it doesn't mean you can act recklessly and line up to get bread."

Tyrion winked immediately when he saw this scene, and quickly slipped away with Bronn and the others.

After leaving the poor man's cellar, Tyrion said, "They definitely have powerful support behind them, most likely they are people from Stannis, and there is a fire priest beside him, it must be him!"

"We must take control of the Golden Robe as soon as possible, and then eradicate this Sun God Sect, damn it!"

Bronn nodded perfunctorily.

Rhett said to Tyrion: "There are two major sects in the slums, one is the Sun God Sect just now, and the other is the Sparrow Sect.

But the Sparrow Cult is much weaker, because the Sun God Cult can distribute some black bread to people every two days.

However, there are many people in the Sparrow Sect, because the Sun God Sect has strict rules, and only the most sincere believers can join the Sun Knights. "

"What? Knights of the Sun? Tmd, they even have Knights?" Tyrion shouted.

Rhett was taken aback, "That's right, at least 50 fully armed knights, this is no secret in the slums."

"And what about their infantry?" Bronn asked now.

"Every sect member dares to fight the golden robe with a stone. They have at least two thousand sect members, not counting those believers who have not joined."

"Wow, there are tens of thousands of refugees in King's Landing. If they develop, maybe Stannis will take back King's Landing from a group of lunatics." Bronn joked.

At this moment, a small group of knights suddenly appeared and rushed to surround them. Bronn and Rhett immediately drew their swords to protect Tyrion behind them.

"I am the Prime Minister of King's Landing, who are you?" Tyrion immediately revealed his identity.

A cavalryman got off his horse, took off his helmet, and came to Tyrion, "My lord, the Pope wants to meet with you, and I have something to discuss with you."

"Oh, I don't think the slums are suitable for big discussions. Maybe we can go to the Red Keep," said Tyrion.

The knight glanced back at the majestic Red Castle, then turned around and said, "Your sister's people are there, and perhaps the slums are the safest."

Tyrion frowned, realizing that things were not simple.

What the knight said is very interesting. They are all his sister's people, and the slums are the safest!
Finally, Tyrion nodded and agreed to go to the slums to meet the pope. Of course, the most important thing is that the situation is threatening, otherwise he still feels that the Red Castle is safer.

Soon, Tyrion saw the pope in a broken house, the one who spoke on the stone.

Seeing Tyrion coming, Schiller put down the pen in his hand, "Welcome, Prime Minister Tyrion, it's a little rough, don't mind it."

"No, as soon as I entered the room, I felt the sun shining." Tyrion said seriously, "What do you want from me?"

Schiller waved his hand, signaling the guards around him to retreat, and Tyrion also signaled Bronn and Rhett to wait at the door.

After everyone left the room, Schiller began to say: "My name is Schiller Andorf, Baron of the Iron Islands, His Majesty Theon orders."

"Wait! Your Majesty Theon?" Tyrion interrupted Schiller. "You belong to Theon? Him? King of the Iron Islands?"

"Yes, Your Majesty asked me to tell you that we can cooperate."

"Damn it, this guy has already gone to Riverrun, and he wants to meddle in the affairs of King's Landing. Let's talk about it, how can we cooperate?"

"The sect provides you with armed forces to help you reshuffle the power of King's Landing, and you need to provide the sect with food, weapons, and legal status."

After hearing this, Tyrion said directly: "Weapons and food are not good, but we can provide you with status, how about it? Or don't talk about it."

"Deal!" Schiller immediately agreed. Originally, his goal was legal status. As for food and weapons, it is best to have it, or not. After all, Tyrion is not easy to fool.

"We need one more piece of land, and this slum will do it," Schiller went on.

Tyrion nodded. "This is yours, isn't it?"

"That can't be done, we need a reasonable and formal title deed."

(End of this chapter)