Game of Thrones: From Lord Elden to Young Wolf

After hearing Robb's words, Sir Baelor and the Lord Bishop both felt tense and had a bad premonition in their hearts.

At this time, the field was full of small nobles who were attached to Tyrell and Earl Redwyne. The arrival of Robb riding a dragon directly gave this side an absolute advantage. They were all watching the excitement and did not think it was a big deal. They watched with great interest what they had just said. How to deal with the arrogant Sir Baylor.

"Is it difficult...does His Majesty Robb also want me to commit suicide after returning home to apologize?"

Sir Baylor was still a little scared and worried before, but after seeing the fate of those little nobles, he started to think about breaking the rules.

He is the heir to the Hightower family!

With the influence and honor of the Hightower family, no matter who it is, it is impossible and will not allow the heir of the Hightower family to commit suicide!

Even if His Majesty Robb really loses his mind and makes such a request to himself, Baylor is sure that his family will never agree.

I was planning to start a war with the Stark family and the Tyrell family!

Ser Hightower became a little more courageous when he thought that Robb still abided by the guest's rights, would not kill him on the spot, and would make demands that his family would never agree to.

With a strong family backing him, he is not afraid of anything!

Robb glanced at Ser Baelor Hightower, who was gradually gaining courage, and felt a little funny.

"Why do you think I will give you and your family such lenient treatment?"

Ser Baelor didn't understand what Robb meant: "What kind of lenient treatment?"

"Let you commit suicide."

"Allowing me to commit suicide is a lenient treatment. Do you, a tyrant, really want to learn from the Mad King's behavior?" Sir Baile felt a little incredible.

Robb sneered: "Of course, if you commit suicide alone, your family will be fine? How can such a good thing happen?"

The Hightowers were the masterminds of the rebellion and were as powerful aristocrats in the Reach as the Tyrells.

It would be too cheap for Robb to let them go if they only asked the other party to hand over an heir.

"You openly opposed me, made a scene at my banquet, and prepared to marry Joffrey, the man who killed my father." Robb looked at Ser Baelor. "Do you want to pay off the debt with your own blood?"

"Ah?" Sir Baile didn't know what to say.

Robb stared at him: "The Hightowers will pay the price for today's actions, and the North will never forget it. You can wait at home. After the West, it will be you."

After Robb delivered his sentence, he never looked at Ser Hightower again.

In Robb's eyes, how long the Hightower family has been inherited, how much heritage and strength it has, etc. are all passing by.

When he brings the general trend and gathers soldiers to the old town, the other party's only option is to be eliminated.

Finally, there is the bishop.

Robb raised his hand slightly to signal, and soldiers immediately lifted the bishop up. Under the horrified gaze of the bishop, he came to Robb and little Rose Margaery.

Bahamut also received Robb's instructions. He flapped his wings and flew behind Robb, staring at the bishop who was about to fall to his knees in fear with his golden eyes.

Robb's tone became gentle: "Your Majesty, Bishop of Starry Church. Right, did I tell you your identity correctly?"

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty, you are right."

"I'm very happy that you can come to this banquet. But I don't like what you say."

Hiss~

Bahamut twisted his body and turned his long neck, intimidating the bishop with a strong sense of oppression.

"I'm very sorry, Your Majesty, I..."

Robb waved his hand: "No need to apologize. I understand that this is the will of the Seven Gods. You are just the messenger of the oracle, and everything has nothing to do with you."

The Lord Bishop glanced at Robb in surprise. Unexpectedly, the King of the North, who had just killed so decisively, asked various nobles to sacrifice their heads to celebrate his wedding, and threatened to destroy the Hightower family, would actually act like this when facing him. Be reasonable.

It is said that the other party is still a believer in the old god, but he can still do this. It is really not easy!

But...since the other party knows everything, why would he put himself on the line?

And threaten yourself with a giant dragon?

Soon, Robb gave his answer: "But, I think there must be something wrong with this. Because you know, the Seven Gods have always respected me."

ah?

The Lord Bishop is a little suspicious that Robb is telling the truth. Why do the Seven Gods respect you?

What are you saying that is treasonous?

"So you said that the old woman thought that I was a tyrant and that my wedding to Miss Margery would not be blessed. I think there must be some misunderstanding.

Therefore, I would like to ask you, Lord Bishop, to have a good communication with the Seven Gods here again, to talk things out, and to clear up this misunderstanding, so that everyone will be happy. Do you think my words make sense? "

You have your *reason*! The Lord Bishop cursed in his heart.

He was off guard by Robb's request. What did the other party ask him to do?

He wants himself to swallow the divine revelation he just said word by word, and then recombine it according to his thoughts and needs before speaking it out!

What does he believe in?

Is it a game played by children?

If he really did this, the Lord Bishop was sure that he would immediately become a laughing stock, and it would be impossible to become the Archbishop of King's Landing.

And the church's credibility will also be greatly reduced, at least that's the case with the church he belongs to.

The revelation was wrong, and after re-communication, a completely opposite revelation came?

Even the most loyal believers can't deceive themselves and accept it.

"This... this... I can't..." The bishop whispered to Robb, hoping to solve the problem in another way.

"I'm not discussing with you." Robb said lightly, "You are a servant of God, but you have misunderstood God's meaning. How can I allow this mistake to happen? I am correcting your mistake. I hope you can remember this."

"If you feel embarrassed, it doesn't matter. I have many ways to control you to say the answer I want. Your personal will cannot change this matter. But I can promise you that after you take the gift and leave, our guest rights will end."

"You will soon appear in a dim basement. I don't know if you have heard of Lord Roose Bolton's craftsmanship. I promise that you will be in pain, but you will not die. You will be peeled off by the calendar and then live through a cold winter under the ravages of the scorching sun and cold wind."

"I am giving you a chance to express yourself. If you don't believe it, you can try it. Anyway, it's the same for me."

Robb's tone of voice was very calm and his words were very soft. The two seemed like good friends whispering.

But to the bishop, Robb was like a devil. His whispers carried the curse of cold hell and fiery hell, which made him shudder.

The bishop had heard about the old weasel's experience. He originally thought that it was all fake, just nonsense from those ignorant civilians.

But now it has been officially certified by Robb.

When he thought of the scene where he could not control his life and death and could only endure endless pain, the bishop almost peed directly.

The bishop quickly said: "Indeed...indeed, I was a little anxious just now. It seems that I did not understand the true revelation of the Seven Gods. I am willing to do it again. I am willing."

Seven Gods, in front of their own lives and disasters, they should be wronged for a while.

"Great, I knew you were a sensible person. There are fewer and fewer people like you now. They don't even understand the reason for saying "I do" at the wedding!"

Robb was very enthusiastic and praised the bishop again and again.

Catelyn and Elena were stunned by Robb's methods.

The Knight of Flowers and Garland looked at each other. They knew in their hearts that the methods shown by the King of the North were enough for them to bow down.

Ding ding ding ding.

Just like Sir Hightower wanted to attract other people's attention just now, Queen of Thorns Elena also smiled and knocked on the glass with silverware.

"Everyone, our bishop seems to have something new to say."

Sir Baelor Hightower suddenly felt bad. Since Robb's arrival, things have deviated from his expected track. He wanted to go forward and ask what was going on, but this was impossible.

The bishop had a sad face, but his voice was very loud: "I just communicated with the Seven Gods again, and the old woman conveyed a brand new divine revelation to me!"

"In fact, Margaery Tyrell, the little rose of Highgarden, and Robb Stark of the North are perfect partners. Their marriage will be perfect and they will be blessed by the new and old gods of the heavens for their whole lives!"

"What?!"

Some nobles in the audience drank several glasses of wine in a row.

Some nobles who believed in the Seven Gods could not accept what the bishop said at all.

In less than half an hour, the revelation of the Seven Gods changed?

And it was completely the opposite?

Robb smiled and said to the Bishop: "Bishop, it seems that someone below is asking what you said. They probably didn't hear it. Why don't you say it again."

"Okay... okay..."

After the first time, the bottom line was broken, and it became very simple afterwards.

The Bishop closed his eyes and put aside his shame and faith: "Actually, Highgarden..."

Robb asked the Bishop to repeat it five times in a row, and only stopped the Bishop after he was sure that everyone present heard it and could accept the fact.

The banquet to take Little Rose to Harrenhal also came to an end at this time.

The appearance of the dragon Bahamut was very effective. The continent will soon set off a wave of discussion, and Robb's popularity will reach a peak again.

"Then I will take our queen away."

Robb looked at Little Rose and whispered in her ear: "Nice to meet you, my queen. I hope I didn't scare you just now."

Little Rose suddenly hugged Robb's neck and panted in Robb's ear: "How could you scare me? The way you looked just now made me want to be burned to death by fire."

For women who desire power, Robb's momentum of suppressing the whole audience just now is the best medicine.