Game of Thrones: I Created the Magic Web

Chapter 78 Silver Deer
The central square is thousands of paces long and wide, but at this moment, if you want to pass through the crowd, you have to turn sideways, and the air seems to be getting thinner. Counting the surrounding area, there are probably tens of thousands of people.

The charm of a silver deer is really so great.

"Red Priestess" Melisandre looked up to the left, and the countless houses became smaller and taller. At the end of her line of sight, the Great Cathedral of Baelor stood at the highest point of the Visenya Hills.

Walk two or three thousand steps and you will be there.

She wrapped her red robe tightly and continued to slowly move towards the direction of the Baelor Cathedral.

However, there were two dense rows of gold-cloaked guards standing on the edge of the central square. They were wearing black armor, and their sharp spears were pointing diagonally at the people in the square.

A certain voice in the crowd was very dissatisfied, "Your Majesty has allowed everyone to watch the ceremony, and the golden robe wants to stop it?"

"Be honest!"

An officer took off his helmet, revealing a young and rebellious face.

"Where did the eyes go? Can't you see the long table in the middle of the square? There are people rewarding you with silver deer. If you come over when the time comes, you will naturally let you pass if there is space in front of you."

Silver deer, what a delicious bait.

The crowd receded like a tide.

Melisandre glanced back before leaving, and there was a black sea monster on the officer's golden robe on the back.

Although the colors were reversed, she recognized the coat of arms, Greyjoy of the Iron Islands.

"A lot of silver deer!" People couldn't help sighing.

There was indeed a big long table in the center of the square, and dozens of people sitting inside were holding crystal black balls in both hands, and dozens of boxes full of silver deer were placed on the table brightly.

Her gaze immediately fixed on those black balls, they were dragon crystals, dragon crystals full of power!
The black-haired officer next to him persuaded patiently over and over again, "Line up and come one by one, answer a few questions from the recorder, and do a few actions according to the instructions. After that, everyone can get the silver deer."

The newcomers looked at the "recorder" sitting behind the long table.

These people were busy asking questions, raising black balls, and handing out silver stags, but the line did not get shorter at all, and even got longer.

People hurried to join the ranks.

Finally it was Melisandre's turn.She sat on the seat at the side of the long table, lifted her hood to reveal her delicate face, and the people nearby couldn't help but glance at her side.

But the young recorder in white cloth in front of him seemed to be blind, without any disturbance.

Melisandre smelled a familiar smell, the so-called recorder must be a devout believer of someone, it must be.

The recorder began to ask questions, his tone so calm that it was a bit dead silent.

"Name? Last name?"

"Melisandre, no last name." She seemed to see the dragon crystal ball flickering.

"age?"

She bent the corner of her mouth, "."

"Where was born? Where did you grow up? Who is in your family?"

"Asshai is my hometown, I have no family."

"Occupation? Wealth? Faith?"

"My only pleasure is to awaken his lamb for the Lord of Light. Worldly wealth means nothing to me."

She stared closely at the recorder's eyes, but still didn't see any fluctuations.Isn't he a devout Christian?why not angryDoes he also believe in the Lord of Light?

"Are you sure there are no omissions or mistakes? These records will accompany you for the rest of your life. Under the rule of the Iron Throne, in the Seven Kingdoms of Westeros, under the light, you are the person in the records and cannot be changed."

"What I say is true."

"Correct your body, restrain your expression, and don't move." The recorder raised the dragon crystal ball.

For a moment, Melisandre felt the invisible mysterious power.True magic!It is not the divine power of the King of Light, nor is it like the minions of the Ice God.what is that?
"Keep in shape and sit on the left side of the seat."

"Sit to the right."

Melisandre knew that she had been "recorded" by the dragon crystal ball.At least three drawings.

when lang lang ～
A shiny silver deer rolled on the wooden table.

"Promise your silver deer." The recorder finally had some emotion in his voice, "God bless the world, the light is eternal!"

She almost shuddered, "Light...eternal."

King Joffrey believes in the Lord of Light? !
She immediately rushed to Baylor Cathedral, hoping to determine the most perfect result as soon as possible.

But the gold-cloaked guards on the edge of the square were still vigilant. A knight stood in the only passageway. He was wearing a set of gorgeous enamel armor. There were countless kinds of flowers carved on the armor, and even the helmet was covered with blooming roses.

She knows him.

The Hundred Flowers Knight also had a dragon crystal ball in his hand. Everyone who stepped forward had to be illuminated by the dragon crystal ball. Many people were still not allowed to pass, and only a very small part were allowed to pass.

The blocked crowd was quite angry, "Why don't you let us pass? What can we see here!"

An officer came over, "What are you talking about, can you see the Cathedral?"

Everyone is baffled.

"What's the reason for this? The Baelor Cathedral is so big and so tall, no one can see it."

The officer just said, "That's enough."

The officers turned and went back to the team, leaving the wondering people to wonder alone.

Someone murmured, "I bet it must have been the idea of ​​the elders, they don't want to stay with people like us."

Melisandre stepped forward to try.

The Knight of Flowers glanced at her, "Take off your hood and stand still."

She silently complied.

The Knight of Hundred Flowers cast a look of surprise, then calmed down all his emotions, and skillfully raised the dragon crystal ball.

"Melisandre, Priestess of Asshai, 18, permission to go," he said.

She put her hood back on and walked forward, acting very calm.However, what a magical power this is, the Knight of Hundred Flowers can know the appearance and names of countless people with only one dragon crystal ball, even effortlessly.

Melisandre tried not to compare the vague portent of the holy fire with this power.

Boom~
The noise behind him suddenly broke out, from far to near, like a sudden tsunami.

She immediately turned to the central square, and together with countless people, called out to the master of King's Landing, King of the Seven Kingdoms of Westeros, Joffrey I.

The sea formed by tens of 10 people separated and receded to both sides, leaving a channel under the sea.

"Long live Your Majesty!"

"Gods bless you, Your Majesty will surely be victorious in all battles, without any disadvantage!"

"Long live Baratheon!"

"Will die for His Majesty King Joffrey I!!"

"..."

Amidst countless cheers and blessings, the prince on the white horse finally appeared in front of her eyes, getting closer and closer.

He greeted everyone with his right arm raised high, and he seemed to be smiling on his blurred face.

Amidst the ubiquitous noise, the crowd boiled.

Countless people stretched out their arms towards him, like a drowning man longing for the air above the water.

Bold maidens rushed into the aisle, stroked the strong white horse, and kissed the white back of the prince's hands, ankles and boots.

The white horse came closer.

She saw him wearing red clothes and black trousers, golden armor, dark silver robes, and a daunting sword.

That sword is not ordinary.

So hot, so bright, full of fire and light.

(End of this chapter)