Game of Thrones: The Strongest Guoguang

Chapter 143 The Shepherd Was Scared and Cried

Rhaenyra would be amazed if she knew that Harrenhal's curse was so effective!
According to her idea, the curse should not be so obvious, and its scope can even be described as huge—it has been brewing since the church was relocated, and apart from a few monks, the bishop and others have been affected one after another.

You must know that any family power that is cursed and eliminated is logically and subtly affected by it.

For example, the first Yaluowei family was framed by Tyana of Tacheng, gave birth to a half-dragon monster, and was then destroyed by the Maegor clan.

The curse is the internal cause, and Tyana's tricks are the external appearance. Even if there is no Tyana, Yaluowei will not have a good end.

Besides, the He'an family is inexplicably extinct, but the married daughter is fine.

So the curse of Harrenhal shouldn't have come so violently and quickly!
And the middle-aged monk kneeling in front of the statue of the Seven Gods, that is, the shepherd, was in a trance due to exhaustion, but was full of dissatisfaction.

Obviously what he said was the truth, but unfortunately, what the Archbishop dislikes hearing the most is the truth.

He liked to be admired for his piety, his majesty...even his whorehouse in King's Landing.

The shepherd suddenly felt a little disgusted, angry that this kind of person had ascended the throne of the Pope of the Seven Gods, and couldn't let go of it.

"I have been serving the Seven Gods since I can remember, and regard the Seven Gods as the only salvation, but..."

Shepherd is not some refined compliment, but the mockery of his colleagues.

Just like the big sparrow is a slur, the shepherd came from an ordinary family and came from a herdsman's family in the river. He was selected by a monk from the Hightar family and brought into the church to study.

When his colleagues call out his title, he should probably be proud-the church is the "shepherd" of the seven gods, and shepherding means shepherding the people of the seven kingdoms and the lamb of the seven gods.

But he knew very well that if he hadn't been chosen by Brother Hightower, he would have been that poor man herding sheep in the ravine all his life.

So this kind of nickname is not a compliment, but to uncover the scars under his pious appearance.

The shepherd did not leave the center of the church like other ascetics to measure every inch of the Seven Kingdoms with his own feet.

Instead, he is involved in the struggle at the top of the church... Although he came from a humble background, he also has his own ideals.

He is the main figure of the radical faction in the church, and the idea of ​​this faction is: to control and suppress the power of the king, to expand the size of the church, to support Hightower to win the final victory - to reorganize the church's armed forces.

"Where are the enemies of the church?" The shepherd didn't give a clear direction, but his fingers pointed towards the largest castle in the royal city - the Red Castle!
Such radical ideas are very popular with some young "sighted people", so they unite around the shepherd and support his ideas.

But this group of radicals was suppressed by the bishops - what do you common people know!The status of a bishop is equivalent to hereditary, why should I play with you?
It is true that the shepherd is a devout and fanatical believer, but he also has his own delusions and ambitions. More than once he has sketched this picture in his mind: on the body of the Targaryen dragon, there are densely covered pilgrims following him. Congregation, he will be crowned in the blood of the dragon and become the greatest Pope of the Seven Gods in history!
He hid this ambition in his heart and never showed it to others easily.

Perhaps his fanatical piety moved the gods, and he felt the attack of the curse in recent days.

But to his surprise, this cold and familiar aura did not harm his body and spirit.

That's fine... Even if the Archbishop doesn't punish him for vigil, he is still willing to pray so devoutly, hoping that the Seven Gods can give him guidance.

As night fell, the stars in the sky gradually became clear, and the surroundings were silent. The shepherd felt that he was half asleep and half awake.

A thick white mist hung between the gloomy castles, fresh steam from God's Eye Lake.

Suddenly seven stars emitting divine light appeared in the eyes of the shepherd. It is not appropriate to say that they are stars. How should I describe it...

Seeds, yes, seeds!
The middle-aged monk was not surprised, this was an illusion he imagined while meditating on the Seven Star Bible in his heart.

For some reason, he always felt that his premonition was correct, and the Seven Gods seemed to be more closely connected with the human world.

His fantasies had been nothing but an empty wind, without substance, holy but empty, as lifeless as wood and statues.

However, now that the seven gods have manifested the seven seeds, the shepherd is both happy and looking forward to it.

The gods need the patient and devout service of monks and nuns,

One day, it will guide the lambs to eternal summer without winter.

...

Rhaenyra in the Red Keep took the letter from the Kingsguard.

Accompanied by the night, the ethereal figure of the white deer wanders in the courtyard, and the branch-like antlers exude faint light like breathing.

"It's so beautiful!" The charm of magical creatures is extraordinary. Rhaenila has never seen unicorns in the north, but she thinks that the white deer will not lose to them.

"Aww!" Shadow Lynx, who had completely merged his figure into the darkness, yawned not far away, and his two pupils looked at Bailu faintly like will-o'-the-wisps, as if disapproving of Rhaenyla's thoughts.

Shadow lynxes are true to their name, and if they try to hide in the dark, even the keen court knights will find it difficult to find them.

By candlelight, Rhaenila opened the letter and read it hastily, but a smile could not help but hang on the corner of her mouth.

"It's the Duke of Tully who is complaining about conflicts with the church again..."

This was within her expectation: the effect of the curse did not appear so quickly, and the Church should find something to do.

If the church wants to own fiefs like nobles, it must also bear the conflicts and troubles of the fief nobles, such as the legacy of Harrenhal.

Sure enough, Tully, the king of the rivers, was dissatisfied with the church's domineering behavior.

Rhaenyra, who threw a mess from King's Landing into the river, breathed a sigh of relief.

Territorial disputes, population disputes, how to collect taxes and distribute benefits... This is enough for the church to not be free to trouble her.

Rhaenyla deliberately sat back and watched her powerful vassals and the church discord, which was beneficial to the royal family.

Tully's pleas would be ignored, and if she was able to mediate, she would not intervene.

The envelope was ignited by the flame that appeared in Rhaenyla's hand, reflecting her malicious smile.

In this way, the position of the Holy Princess will become more and more stable!
The shepherd guarding the church in Harrenhal suddenly woke up, because in his eyes, some shocking changes occurred.

The seven stars and the seeds of the seven gods bathed in the sacred brilliance originally absorbed the devout beliefs of the believers in midair, and continued to grow vigorously.

A "ribbon" that was thicker than the usual thread of faith floated over and was also absorbed by the seeds.

However, the blame lies on this "ribbon"!
I saw that after the seeds absorbed this power, they were slowly stained with a faint gray-black layer, as if they were being eroded by it, and it seemed that someone was intentionally poisoning the Seed of the Seven Gods!

"Who, who is polluting the Seven Gods?!"

The middle-aged monk's eyes widened, as if struck by lightning, he hurriedly said, "No...!"

However, the gray black is still covering the seeds, as if soaked in ink, and the holy light is thus dimmed.

"Seven Gods..." The eyes of the shepherd were moist, and he burst into tears like a child.

(End of this chapter)