Game of Thrones: Catastrophe

In the King's Hall, the empty fireplace was wiped clean, and the fat archbishop was pacing back and forth while the seven archbishops were watching. He looked up at the seven old ones who seemed to die at any time. The Archbishop wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to speak, so he could only continue to pace until a shout came.

"The king of the Andals, the Loynas, the ancestors, the rulers of the seven kingdoms, guarding the entire territory, Leonor Baratheon I arrived." With the reputation of the preparatory guards in white armor, Leonor wore a golden crown and a ribbon, walked into the king's hall with great strides, followed by a series of guards.

"Your Majesty." The Archbishop and the seven archbishops stood together and bowed to Leono who was walking in.

Leonor raised his hand slightly, and the eight old men immediately stood up.

"Your Majesty, today we are here to talk to you about the monk exam and the taxes you stipulated for the Seven Gods."

"What are you talking about with me?" Leonor did not step onto the Iron Throne, but stood opposite the eight old men. "Those taxes were not formulated for the Seven Gods, but for you. Do monks have no country? God hasn't taught you to be loyal to the country? "

"..." The eight bishops were suddenly stopped.

"Or, as long as the monk is responsible to the seven gods, he can completely ignore the king and completely ignore everything in the country?" Leono's voice became low and oppressive.

"No, Your Majesty, the doctrine of the Seven Gods is definitely not like this." The Archbishop quickly waved his hands to reject it. He dared not admit such words. If he admits it, the Seven Gods Church would have to be eliminated in large quantities.

"Then what do you want to come to me and say?" Leonor's brows were still frowning.

"My Majesty, we know your difficulties, so why do you treat us like this?" The Archbishop sighed, "When we conquer the Western Frontier, we should not urge you to pay debts, but that is ultimately the money you owe to the church. And you promised to keep a seat for us in the imperial meeting.”

"I am the king, and I will do my best. Among my nine ministers in the imperial meeting, there are still positions of law ministers, etiquette ministers and foreign ministers. If the church has a suitable candidate, I can recommend it to me." Leonor suddenly When I think about it, I forgot that the church is also a place with a large number of talents.

The church is not a place that specializes in cultivating monks. They will also train some scribes and nuns. These people are proficient in accounting, delivery, comfort and healing skills, and are even better than bachelors at some point. The church also uses it. These people influenced the general public and received huge wealth from them.

The king cannot collect taxes from everyone, but the monks of the Seven Gods can.

"Really?" The Archbishop's eyes lit up. He didn't expect there would be any unexpected gains.

"Of course, but I have a requirement, that is, the personnel you send must have corresponding abilities. I don't want idiots who only know how to eat meat and drink alcohol." Leonor did not hide his contempt for the fallen side of the church.

"Haha..." The Archbishop could only smile at Leono. After seeing Leono for a long time, he could only speak again: "My Majesty, we still have some small requests, I hope you can lift the monk. In the exam, your actions are tantamount to limiting our spread of the faith of the Seven Gods.”

"I hope that you idiots, the faith of the Seven Gods will sooner or later become as smelly as mud." Leonor was not polite, "My actions are to help you improve the quality of the monk team."

"Don't try to negotiate terms with me about this matter, because there is no condition to discuss." Leonor blocked anything the Archbishop and others wanted to say.

"Your Majesty, can't you really talk about it?" The Archbishop's face turned red with annoyed tone.

"Megel once offered a reward for the armed forces of the church. Do you think I can give you a reward? And how many soldiers will my army be happy to accept such a reward?"

Leonor's tone was soft, but his words made the eight church seniors' faces turn white in an instant.

"Leave! You don't need to take the exam, but it's better to be more obedient, cooperate with all my actions, and send your recommended candidates. You are still the bishop, otherwise you will wait to go to the seventh level of heaven to repent to Heavenly Father! "Leono issued an order to expel guests without hesitation.

The eight church leaders stayed stuck for a long time, but eventually lost all their means and left the King's Hall dejectedly.

After the eight bishops left, Theon Greyjoy, who came from the north, was taken into the King's Hall and held a pilgrimage to Leono on the Iron Throne.

Theon Greyjoy is a slender, handsome young man with a black hair. He stepped across the shining floor with a novel look and saw more than a dozen white-clothed warriors guarding the throne made of countless iron bars, and The man sitting on it immediately knelt down on one knee:

"The Andals, the Loynas and the ancestors, the rulers of the seven kingdoms, guarding the whole territory, respected His Majesty Leonor I, I only represent the Duke of Winterfell and the guardian of the North, Robb Stark, to You pay tribute, please accept my respect.”

"Please get up! Theon Greyjoy, I've heard your name, and it seems that Lord Ed Stark taught you well." Leonor stood up from the Iron Throne with a smile Words and tone.

"My Majesty, I learned a lot from my father." Theon stood up and felt some pressure and became restrained when facing the man from the throne to the front of him.

"No need to do this, relax. Your adoptive father and I are good brothers. What have you learned from Lord Ed?" Leonor patted Theon on the arm and walked outside.

"Tolerance, honor, and what a noble deserves..." Theon felt a little flattered as he grabbed his arm, the king was more approachable than he thought.

"That's very good. These are what a ruler deserves. You will definitely inherit the Iron Islands in the future. You need to govern the people there. You have not yet contacted them, right?" Leono asked casually with a smile.

"Yes, but I will rule them." Theon straightened his chest.

"I believe you will, but your task is a bit heavy." Leonor continued to pat Theon on the shoulder with a smile.

"Because of my father's rebellion?" Theon was a little nervous, but he still took the initiative to talk about this matter.

"That's secondary. He probably just lost to my brother and your other father. There are always times when I figure it out. I mean the railway of the Iron Islands." Leonor took the seat. Grateful teachings.

"Railway?" Theon was surprised.

"It seems you don't remember it, right. You were adopted by Lord Ed when you were very young and probably have never been in contact with the railway. The railways of the Iron Islanders are just robberies, and are the people in the North robbing?"

"My father will not allow it." Theon replied.