Game of Thrones: I Created the Magic Web

Chapter 140 Red Priest Thoros

"Ser Rolland Storm, haven't you woken up yet? Don't be so stubborn, persuade your men, enough blood has been shed."

Lord Beric Dondarrion sighed and shook his head, his thick golden-red hair swaying slightly.

"Tell them to stop running."

"There is nowhere to run under the grace of God."

"That's right, think about the battle the day before yesterday, that kind of scene…"

Lord Dondarrion's eleven-year-old squire, Edric Dayne, Earl of Starfall, echoed, his face a little pale, as if he was still unable to let go of the terrifying sight of the battle.

The red priest Thoros silently sized up the stubborn prisoner.

Bound hand and foot and covered in blood, Rolland Storm stood up straight, his pockmarked face full of resentment and resistance, without saying a word.

A brave and determined warrior, or a stupid and stubborn prisoner.

After witnessing that kind of power, he can still behave like this. In any case, Thoros admires his persistence and piety.

"Bastard of Nightsong."

Thoros walked up to the prisoner, with raging flames burning inside his wide red robe.

Real flames.

Not derived from blood, prayer, or sacrifice, but bestowed by King Joffrey himself.

Melisandre, a colleague from Asshai and a favorite minister in front of the king, is very sure: this is the power of the Lord of Light, spread to the world through the envoy of God.

Thoros knew that he should believe this announcement without a doubt.

But he knew better that his faith had never been devout enough, whether as a child, in the temple, or in King's Landing.

Thoros, who was born in the Free Trade City-State of Myr, did not voluntarily dedicate himself to the Lord of Light, but was sent to the temple by his parents to prevent his seven older siblings from starving to death.

After that, although Thoros put on the red robe, it was not only for faith, but more for fighting, wine, and women.

Perhaps because of this, he couldn't perform superb fire spells, nor could he see prophecies from the holy fire.

He was actually sent to King's Landing on this side of the Narrow Sea, and received a difficult and important task: to make the mad king Aerys II, who was obsessed with fire, believe in the Lord of Light.

Thoros had always been puzzled by this arrangement of the temple.

Am I the best candidate?

As he expected, he did not successfully complete this task.

Wildfire was more attractive to the Mad King than the weak power the Lord of Light had given him. Until Aerys II died in the throne room, the reputation of the Lord of Light was still not obvious in Westeros.

So he no longer regarded himself as a priest of the Lord of Light, and concentrated on staying in the court of King's Landing to run his life in Westeros.

He even used the wildfire of the pyromancers to add flames to his long sword, rather than the divine power of the Lord of Light.

This trick works best for "The Hound" Sandor Clegane.

The emerald green flames of wildfire also helped him survive during the Greyjoy Rebellion, and he was the first to climb the walls of Pyke, winning many favors from the people.

The court life afterwards was stable and lively.

King Robert often drank with him, and there were tournaments that allowed him to win the laurel of the team melee several times with his flaming sword, winning wealth and cheers.

Wine, martial arts, women, what a happy day.

Thoros no longer thought about Myr and the temple that had become a thing of the past, and no longer lit the holy fire from time to time, seeking guidance from the Lord of Light.

However.

The death of King Robert changed everything.

The Seven Kingdoms of Westeros were no longer peaceful, and the turmoil in King's Landing and the Red Keep became even more violent.

King Joffrey showed unquestionable miracles and vast power, the power of flame and light was so strange and familiar, and his declaration immediately reminded Thoros of the temple's teachings.

Melisandre, who was also wearing a red robe, found him. Thoros has since become a member of the Gospel Department, working with monks and nuns of the Church of the Seven Gods.

The Seven Gods and the Lord of Light coexist peacefully?

Not only Thoros himself could not adapt, but the monks and nuns of the church reacted even more violently.

Fortunately, the Seven Gods in heaven did not grant them the power to match swords, and they could not resist the divine power of King Joffrey.

The Rainbow Guard sent by Renly to assassinate him at the Great Sept successfully turned the church into the Gospel Department.

Even so.

Every time he walked in the Great Sept of Baelor wearing a conspicuous red robe, every time he prayed to the Lord of Light in front of the statues of the Seven Gods, Thoros couldn't help but worry about his life.

The occasional glances from many monks still made Thoros break out in a cold sweat.

How does the Church of the Seven Gods punish heretics?

Thoros didn't know much about it, and didn't want to know more terrible details.

But he understood that the best way was to never let the Church of the Seven Gods be resurrected, and to work hard to maintain the long-term peace of the harmonious Gospel Department.

The Lord of Light and the Seven Gods, who said they cannot coexist peacefully?

In the dark and dilapidated stone house, the flames on Thoros' body burned more violently, and the orange-red firelight illuminated the ruins of the night, and the rich heat dispelled the cold brought by the darkness.

Fire, Rolland Storm uncontrollably associated with the previous encounter.

The red priest glanced at him.

"The night is dark, dangerous everywhere, and the end is coming."

That's right, the end is coming. King Joffrey, chosen by the true God, said it himself, and it must not be false.

Melisandre took the lead in adding this prayer, and Thoros naturally followed closely behind.

"Fortunately, the Hero King has already descended."

Thoros made a prayer gesture solemnly.

"Praise the light and flame, praise King Joffrey, praise the one true God, the Lord of Light."

Rolland Storm struggled to get rid of the painful memories, and regained his indifferent expression, dismissing the red priest's words and even spitting.

Thoros smiled slightly and shook his shiny bald head.

"You have a faithful belief, fighting for the so-called warriors among the Seven Gods, boasting of courage and unyielding."

"But do you know that the Seven Gods you faithfully believe in, the Father, Mother, Warrior, etc., with seven faces in one, are also just a few incarnations of the one true God, the Lord of Light."

Rolland Storm glared immediately.

Thoros didn't dare to fabricate things. Melisandre spoke first, and presumably it was also King Joffrey's intention.

That's right, after the Seven Gods and the Lord of Light are united, what is there to say about peace or not?

The Seven Gods are His name, the Lord of Light is also His title, and even more false gods and alien gods are the same. There are only two gods in the world, He who represents light and flame, and the evil god who carries darkness and cold!

Thoros induced patiently, "Your Majesty has received the will and power of the true God, and the only ones in the world who can be his opponents are the Cold God and the end of the world."

"Justice and victory do not belong to the rebellious Renly."

"Ser Rolland, let yourself go, and let go of the warriors who entrusted their lives to you."

Rolland Storm didn't say a word.

"Forget it." Beric Dondarrion lay back on his straw bed, "Let's rest early, we have to clean up the rest of the people tomorrow, before sunset."

Thoros put away the flames, "That's all, just fewer prisoners."

In the darkness.

Edric Dayne's voice sounded, "Lord Beric, please let me lead the team as the vanguard, I want to try a gentler method."

"As you wish."

Rolland Storm couldn't help but flicker his eyes.

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