Game of Thrones: I Created the Magic Web

Chapter 136 War Council

"Notify all lords to come for a meeting."

May the Gods be with us.

Three nights passed, and Repp finally witnessed a major commotion in Copper Gate.

Repp couldn't contain his excitement, immediately moving the viewpoint of the screen, quickly approaching Renly in the image.

The opportunity was rare.

The Security Bureau had clear instructions for this situation: the observation angles of personnel monitoring the same target could not overlap, to avoid missing information.

In other words, security officers had to compete for positions.

In the past few days, Repp had deeply felt the cruelty of this rule.

Almost every time he found a suitable position, other faster and more alert colleagues had already taken it, leaving him to choose secondary positions to gather information.

As a result, the information Repp reported was either more delayed, more one-sided, or less important than that of other security officers.

His task ranking had therefore become one of the lowest.

Repp was determined to stay by Renly's side day and night, waiting for the pseudo-king Renly, in his banquets and leisure, to remember business.

Now, his efforts had finally paid off.

He moved the screen's viewpoint behind the pseudo-king Renly as quickly as possible, then immediately sent a confirmation signal.

Only then did Repp completely relax.

Once the confirmation signal was sent, a semi-transparent figure would appear on the security officers' screens at the position where the signal was sent, reminding them to choose other positions for reconnaissance.

This design could maximize the completeness and detail of the Security Bureau's intelligence.

But for the security officers, it was a mixed blessing. After all, with different observation positions, the scenes each person could see were naturally different, and intelligence gathering was inevitably affected.

Those who occupied a good position were of course happy, but those who were dissatisfied with their position dared not give up the mission and had to accept their bad luck.

Repp knew that his position today should be the best.

He couldn't let down the good luck bestowed by the Gods.

Repp carefully examined everything on the screen.

Within a few breaths.

More than a hundred semi-transparent figures appeared on his screen, distributed in every corner of the hall.

Under the gaze of hundreds of eyes.

The Earls and generals of Copper Gate entered the hall one by one.

…

The war council was held in the hall of Copper Gate.

Sitting in the highest position was the legitimate monarch of the Seven Kingdoms, King Renly Baratheon I.

The vassals of Storm's End sat on either side of the high platform at long tables, discussing fiercely, or, it could be said, arguing.

Unlike those previous joyful and harmonious meetings.

This time, the nobles either roared, cursed loudly, reasoned, coaxed and deceived, joked, bargained, slammed the table with wine, or threatened.

Debating whether what lay ahead was victory within reach, or a terrifying unknown monster.

Renly sat quietly, listening intently.

He understood why the atmosphere of this war council was so different.

Ravens and scouts from the North had brought the latest news, news of King's Landing, the Iron Throne, and further north.

Was the news true?

Renly shouldn't have doubted it; those people had no reason to risk their lives to betray or lie. But the content of the new news was so unbelievable that one couldn't help but be skeptical.

Previously known news was mostly normal and favorable.

Although the Northern forces were gathering, they were not marching south.

Duke Tywin was far away in Casterly Rock.

Kevan Lannister led an army of only twenty thousand to take over the forces provided by the Vale and the Riverlands at Harrenhal.

The Iron Islands were still watching.

King's Landing had been blockaded since the end of June, and people entering and leaving the city were strictly checked. Credible information became less and less, and intentionally released rumors became more and more.

But much intelligence could also be obtained from the people in the Crownlands and outside the city.

The forces provided by the Crownland vassals were easy to estimate, and with the new recruits in King's Landing, it would be at most one or two ten thousand.

People from Wendwater and Massey's Hook had also poured into King's Landing, almost doubling the city's population, and its food supply was heavily dependent on the Vale and the Riverlands, and the situation of other materials was naturally similar.

Joffrey was even more arrogant and conceited.

Preaching the end of the world, falsely claiming to be a divine envoy, renaming the church to the Gospel Department, setting Sunday as the Sabbath, changing the Seven Gods symbol to a six-pointed star, and even printing it on newly minted copper coins.

That's not all.

He even sent people to spread the so-called divine grace and divine will, fabricating miracles at the coronation.

What giants as tall as hills? What cold god Other? What Holy Warrior Army? Clearly, it was just a trick to scare children and fool the people.

And the Holy City and the murdered bishop.

He even used this as an excuse to send troops to loot the entire city, not even sparing the industries of the lords and free trade city-states. Was Joffrey crazy, or were the ministers of the Red Keep all crazy?

Renly didn't understand, but he was happy to see it happen.

The more similar news he received, the more confident Renly was in his campaign to reclaim the Iron Throne.

But.

Renly looked at the arguing crowd below.

Who would have thought that after only three days in Copper Gate, the information had completely changed, and the weak and crazy enemy had become a terrifying and magical beast?

Was the previous news a carefully crafted trap by the enemy, or was the new news now…?

Renly finally spoke his first sentence.

"Joffrey is not a king. How could the Gods bless such a degenerate bloodline?"

Everyone in the hall immediately fell silent and looked at the king.

"Your Majesty, he is just a madman, like Aerys II."

Bryce Caron, Earl of Nightsong, looked arrogant and confident, "Sending only two hundred people to fight at Massey's Hook, can the name 'Holy Warrior Army' be worth two thousand knights? Only a madman could do such a thing!"

"Calculating the time, my bastard brother Rolland Storm is probably already writing good news to Your Majesty."

Earl Caron patted his chest and guaranteed, "The Lannister's two hundred men will definitely be wiped out, and Beric Dondarrion, who betrayed his legitimate king and liege lord, will also be brought before Your Majesty to be judged!"

Casper Wylde, Earl of Rain House, was still worried.

"It's not just the Lannisters who have seen those people use flames and healing powers, but also many trustworthy good people."

The blockade of King's Landing had suddenly become much looser.

Therefore, Copper Gate learned from more people's mouths terrible information that had never been received before.

The Holy Warrior Army's flames, the instantly healed wounds when implanting the so-called "Divine Grace Core," and the uniform caliber coronation miracles.

Renly observed each lord with gentle eyes.

Lister Morrigen, Earl of Crow's Nest, clearly agreed with Earl Wylde's judgment.

Hugh Grandison, Earl of Grandview, looked disdainful.

Haywood Fell, Earl of Felwood, had a calm expression, but Renly could see the anxiety in his heart.

Morale was wavering.

Renly couldn't rebuke them; wasn't he himself hesitating about this?

It was time to move.

Renly drew his sword, "Order the forces at Massey's Hook to return to defense. The entire army will break camp tomorrow and march west along the Felwood and Greenhaven line to Bitterbridge."

The earls stood up and saluted, "Yes, Your Majesty."

On the other side.

Satisfied, Repp remembered that tomorrow was Sunday, so he decided to go to the Great Sept of Baelor to worship and thank the Gods for their good fortune.

The new idol should have been built by now.

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