The Iron Throne of Ice and Fire

Green's eyes did not leave the swaying fire. He took a sip of summer red and said, "Whoever's name is signed on it will be the pardon for that person."

His eyes moved over: "How to use it is up to you. This is the power I gave you, Leiden."

Leiden solemnly collected the pardon order: "Thank you for your support, Your Highness, please rest assured that I will make good use of it."

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After Lydon left, Brienne brought in another person who was waiting—Bishop Olydo.

"May the gods bless you, Regent Green."

"Good day, Archbishop."

Green pointed to the chair in front of the table: "Please sit down."

Orido bowed, then slowly sat down, paused, and said respectfully: "Your Highness, I took the liberty of visiting today to represent the monks and nuns of the Great Cathedral of Baylor to thank you again for your guidance and gifts."

The corner of Green's mouth curved slightly: "All good people deserve to be praised. This is compensation for the difficulties you have experienced. King's Landing is the center of the Seven Kingdoms. The faith of this city cannot be separated from your hard work, Olido."

With a smile on his face, Olido stroked his chest and said, "I have no shirking responsibility."

Green's micro-management continued. Under his proposal, although the Cathedral of Baelor is still under the name of the Church of the Seven Gods, it will be independent of the Church of the Seven Gods and will be mainly responsible for matters related to the faith of King's Landing.

Moreover, the election of the Archbishop of Baelor Cathedral is elected internally by them and will be supported by the royal family and the Royal Council.

The Great Cathedral of Baelor will become the state within a state of the Church of the Seven Gods.

Olido's eyes moved slightly and he said tentatively: "Your Highness Green, how should I explain the situation here to Archbishop Zari? Please give me your instructions."

After a pause, he added: "I will do as you wish."

Green leaned back in his chair, was silent for a moment, and then spoke slowly: "This arrangement is to prevent the church from having a second High Sparrow. The last turmoil in the church was enough to make people wary, and the royal family and the Royal Council did not want to lose their control over the church. of trust.”

He tapped his fingers on the armrest: "I believe Archbishop Zari will understand your painstaking efforts."

Olido was startled for a moment, then lowered his face and said respectfully: "Yes, the church's first priority now is to make up for the trust lost due to the High Sparrow as soon as possible."

Green nodded slightly and moved to the next topic: "The proposal of the Royal Council has been passed. Public toilets will be built throughout the city. In the first phase, seventy-seven will be built centered on King's Square. At the same time, the necessary personnel will be hired. 's cleaner."

Bishop Olido showed his doubts: "Is this a matter that requires the church's services?"

"Yes, I hope that the church will promote the people of Junlin to develop good habits, and the security team will also explicitly prohibit going anywhere..."

After Bishop Olydo left, Green took Pycelle and others out of the Red Castle and headed to Gou Alley.

A large mansion there that originally belonged to Lannister was transformed into a hospital belonging to the royal family after a few days of renovation. Its first director was Qyburn.

When Greene arrived with his men, Qyburn was demonstrating how to clean wounds and suture for a dozen apprentices.

Because they knew that the city excluded Qyburn, these apprentices were specially selected by Leiden for him according to Green's orders.

Coburn said affably: "Children, you must remember that cleaning wounds is very important, as it will directly affect the life and death of the injured. If you want to clean it, you cannot do without boiling wine..."

Like a good uncle next door, he picked up a small bottle amidst the responses of the apprentices: "If there is rot on the wound, I found that applying bread mold can have a miraculous effect, but it works sometimes. Later I discovered that citrus The effect of mildew is better, but there is still no guarantee of treatment. This requires more trials on our part, good boys.”

Looking at the clear eyes of those apprentices full of curiosity, Green did not disturb them and stayed quietly with everyone.

Not long after the demonstration ended, Coburn handed the rest to his assistant physician, then walked over and saluted: "Your Highness the Regent, gentlemen, welcome."

Afterwards, Coburn led Green as a guide, leading everyone around the hospital while introducing him warmly.

After walking around in a circle, Green put his hands behind his back and said, "It seems that what is most lacking here is 'guests.'"

Hearing this, Coburn smiled gently, nodded and said, "If the number of guests increases, I will need more doctors here."

Green couldn't help but smile, paused, and said: "There are many doctors who call themselves witch doctors on the Crab Claw Peninsula (Chapter 11). They have many unique ways of treating trauma and using herbal medicine. I will call them as soon as possible. Some people are here to assist you.”

Coburn nodded to express his gratitude, while Pycelle on the side had a look of jealousy on his face and couldn't help but said: "Dean Coburn, the reputation of a doctor is very important, you must not let down the trust of the Prince Regent. "

Qyburn's smile did not diminish, he stroked his chest and replied: "Grand Maester Pycelle, thank you for your advice, I will definitely remember it. His Highness the Regent has entrusted me with such an important task, and I will definitely live up to your expectations and trust."

After getting on the carriage, Pycelle glanced at the regent sitting opposite, and said: "My lord, Qyburn once betrayed the academy for his own selfish purposes. He cannot be trusted."

Green's eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts. When Pycelle's face became a little unnatural, he slowly spoke: "It is my generosity and kindness to reward those who have meritorious deeds. Pycelle, you are still in the Red Keep." Inside and Qyburn outside the Red Keep, that's exactly what happened."

After a pause, Pycelle showed a flattering smile: "I am worrying too much. You are always extremely wise, my regent."

Gurgling.

The carriage was filled with the sound of wheels running over the cobblestones. Green reached for two wine bags and handed one over.

Pycelle took the wine bag, pulled out the cork, took a sip of wine, and suddenly said: "Your Highness, I heard some news recently..."

Green's eyes moved, he leaned forward slightly, and continued: "Many lords of the Reach have complained many times in public that the Duke of Highgarden has ignored the safety of the vassals of the Reach for the sake of being Prime Minister. They hope Their lord personally led an army to recapture the Shield Islands occupied by the Ironborn and rescue the poor captives."

Green's eyebrows raised slightly: "Please continue."

Pycelle nodded, his voice lowered a little: "I guess this is the news deliberately released by the Tyrell family. If the lords of the River Bend are so concerned about the safety of the Shield Islands, they will not wait until now to start complaining."

Green took a sip of wine and tapped his chin: "Yes, I have told Tyrell that I will help them deal with the Crow's Eye that invades the River Bend. They really don't need to do anything extra."

Hearing this, Pycelle's cloudy eyes moved slightly and his voice lowered: "Your Highness, Prime Minister Tyrell's appetite will become bigger and bigger. You have to beware of them."

"Normally, the position of prime minister is enough for Tyrell to contribute to the kingdom for a while." Green's brown eyes stared at Pycelle, and then said: "Why do you think they are acting like this suddenly?"

Pycelle couldn't help stroking the thick white beard on his chest, thinking for a moment, and guessed: "Is it because the Princess of Dragonstone will enter King's Landing soon?"

Before Green could respond, he immediately shook his head, frowned, and murmured: "The time is wrong..."

Green smiled and said, "Maybe they discovered some secrets about me and her, so that's why?"

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Strait, Duke of the Eyrie.

On the deck of the bow, a girl in a blue cloak was gazing at the sparkling sea.

The sound of footsteps came closer and closer, and Sir Lake Snow, the commander of the Seagull Town fleet, came to her side: "Are you feeling better, Your Highness?"

The girl slowly opened her hood, and her dazzling silver hair instantly fell into the sunlight, shining with a cold light: "Thank you for your concern, I'm fine."

Sir Lake did not look away. He looked at the girl's slightly haggard face and said, "You adapted much faster than I thought."

After saying that, he turned slightly sideways and stood side by side with the silver-haired girl, looking at the vast sea together.

"We still need to stay nearby for a few days. I will arrange a ship's doctor for you. They will be at your command at any time."

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Crab Cove, Marigold Duke.

The gentle sea breeze blew slowly by, stirring up the sea surface and causing tiny ripples.

A towering monastery stands on the island in the distance, and low stone walls, layers of terraces, and slowly rotating windmills can be vaguely seen below.

Daenerys stood on the side deck of the ship looking at the strange island. On either side of her were Maester Ar and Ser Reyna.

"Its name is the Isle of Silence, and the people who live there are called penitents, who seek to expiate their sins in meditation, prayer and silence, entrusting their souls entirely to faith."

He seemed to be caught up in long-lasting memories, with a bit more emotion in his eyes: "I once accompanied the former leader of the Kleib clan to that land. What surprised me most was that their life was richer than the rumors. , far beyond what I imagined before going there.”

Sir Reina stretched out her neck curiously, tilted her head forward, and asked: "Sister Al, did you go there to repent?"

Bachelor Al paused, coughed slightly, and said, "We just happened to be passing by."

Daenerys, who was standing in the middle, had been listening quietly, and smiled silently. She had carefully read the history of the Kleb tribe written by Maester Al, and she had almost guessed it when she heard the word "rich". The real purpose of their going.

She tilted her head slightly and moved her violet eyes towards Bachelor Al. The smile on her lips did not diminish: "Did you gain anything?"

Bachelor Al grinned, showing his sparse teeth: "Lord Kleb did not leave empty-handed."

Daenerys couldn't help but laugh, her clear laughter drifting in the wind.

Seeing that both of them were suddenly laughing, Sir Lena looked confused and raised her hand to scratch her head out of curiosity. She also wanted to join in.