"Build a red temple?" The dark-skinned woman was shocked. "They really plan to stay in King's Landing for a long time! How did the Great Cathedral react? "
The fat man sighed helplessly. "The bigger picture is more important. The red-robed monk came across the sea to fight against the deviant ghosts.
In the past month, the Dragon Queen's sleigh has been in full swing. The red-robed monk decided not to stay idle anymore. From now on, we might see the Hand of Sacred Fire going out of the city to wipe out deviant ghosts every day.
I'm not sure how many Living Dead they have killed, but the 'Hundred Ghosts Parade' scene should no longer appear around King's Landing. "
"You …" Sataya opened her mouth and looked hesitant. In the end, she did not ask the man why he went to North City to find the red-robed monk.
She changed the topic and asked in a low voice, "Do you know about the Great Trial in Fairy City?"
The bearded man nodded slightly and said bitterly, "I didn't expect there to be a monster like the Three-Eyed Crow in this world."
"Actually, we should have thought about it." Sataya smiled bitterly. "The Free City, which is only separated from the Westeros by a narrow sea, and here. The contrast is too obvious.
There are temples everywhere in the Free City, and all kinds of monks and churches are rampant. In the Westeros, faith is terrifyingly simple.
Now that I think about it, everything makes sense. In a forest, where a tiger is entrenched, other beasts will stay away. "
"This world with gods and magic is too unfriendly to ordinary people," the man lamented.
"Is the king friendly to the untouchables of Stink Bay? You shouldn't be so naive, "the woman said.
"Whether or not to accept reality and whether or not to complain about it are two different things. Everyone complains that life is hard, but everyone wants to continue living as long as possible, "the man said with a smile.
"What are your thoughts and arrangements about the Great Trial?" Sataya asked.
"I'm insensitive." The man shook his head.
"You can be insensitive to other things, but when it comes to you," Sataya said solemnly. "All your secrets have been exposed. In the eyes of the people of King's Landing, you are the biggest source of chaos.
Their hatred for you has surpassed that of the Mad King and Joffrey.
There's even a notion that the Seven Kingdoms have been in chaos for decades because the noble Westeros' chivalry has been tainted by the depraved Ursos. "
"The War of the Usurpers was your scheme. The Rebellion of the Four Kings was instigated by you and Littlefinger. The Myrish woman, Tanya, instigated Cersei to do all kinds of bad things and betrayed her. Spaeth, who participated in the Red Wedding, came from the other side of the narrow sea. The corruption in the river was caused by a foreign mercenary group (the Warrior Group).
After the Rebellion of the Four Princes, Stannis, Aegon, and You Lun fought for supremacy. Aegon was also a foreigner.
Stannis was originally an old-fashioned and upright good man, but under the temptation of the foreign red-robed woman, he gradually fell and eventually betrayed his faith, committing many crimes of kinslaying (PS). "
Sataya's expression became very strange. "If you think about it carefully, they are not completely wrong. Outsiders should be responsible for at least half of the turmoil in the seven countries for decades."
"The Ursos still think that Westeros are barbaric and uncivilized!" The bearded man said disapprovingly.
"But it's true that they hate you. It's also true that the Dragon Queen declared you guilty of the most heinous crimes. I think there's no need for you to stay in the Westeros anymore. Go into exile overseas and find a remote place to live out the rest of your life! "Sataya said with concern.
"King's Landing is my home. I'm not going anywhere!" The middle-aged bearded man said firmly.
The dark-skinned woman sighed and closed the window. She pulled open the drawer under the dresser and took out a black velvet bag. She handed it to the man and said, "300 gold royals. I've been having a hard time recently."
"That's a little too little. The price of food has risen again," the fat man said with slight dissatisfaction.
"You said it yourself. The price of food has risen again recently. Don't my girls eat? Besides … "Sataya patted the counter." The furniture and the house are all new.
To create the best pleasure place in King's Landing, other than the most attractive women, it must have the most high-end furnishings and the most luxurious decorations. It cost me a total of 30,000 gold royals! "
The fat man frowned and did not say anything.
The woman softened her tone and said, "I'm just the owner of a brothel. I'm not a king, nor am I a trading prince who is as rich as a country. I can't help you maintain a large number of little birds on my own."
"If you can't do it, give up early," she advised tactfully.
"I know what I'm doing." The fat man put the money bag into his pocket and took a black wool cloak, a sword belt, a scarf, and leather armor from the wall.
After dressing up neatly, a drunken mercenary appeared in front of Sataya.
She opened the door and called out in a sweet voice, "Master Logan, you must come to me again next time!"
Mercenary Logan had a drunken and satisfied look on his face. He rubbed the tall woman's ample bosom with all his might and said reluctantly, "Slut, just you wait."
Like all the flirting men and women in the corridor and hall, the two of them chatted and laughed as they walked toward the stairs in each other's arms.
When they passed by a room, Logan stopped in his tracks. His eyes stopped on the door. There was a huge pink crowned female deer on the door.
The thick oak door was not closed tightly. Faint sounds of a man and a woman making love could be heard from inside.
"F * ck you, f * ck you, you b * tch princess!" The man shouted.
"F * ck you, f * ck you, I'm Robert's daughter, the sister of the crown princess, f * ck me!" The woman shouted, forgetting herself.
"Ah, ah, ah, I saw you distributing relief food in the fishermen's square. You were high above, surrounded by stars, and you didn't even look at me." The man became more and more excited.
"Yes, I was wearing red armor and a red cloak. I carried King Robert's sledgehammer and rode a horse through the streets. How impressive. I looked down on you, I spat at you, subject, punish me! "The woman turned around and rode.
"Awooo ~ ~ ~" The man howled like a beast.
"Awooo!!!" The woman's cry was louder than his.
The two beasts tore at each other.
"Stupid man, do you want Zhong 'er too?" Sataya pinched the fat man's waist and scolded jokingly, "She's King Robert's child, a princess recognized by the church. Normal people won't receive her."
The fat man's mouth twitched a few times, and he whispered, "I know who she is. The red-robed monks in the north are also talking about her.
You're so bold, daring to take her in. Aren't you afraid that Stannis will come looking for trouble? "
"Stannis doesn't recognize her at all," Sataya whispered, holding Fat Rogan's arm and leaning into his chest.
"Some things are tacit." Logan shook his head.
"Zhong 'er held the' bloodline certificate 'issued by the church. The day she appeared, she earned me five hundred gold royals! What's more terrifying than not being able to earn money? "Sataya said disapprovingly.
"You only gave me three hundred," Logan said unhappily.
"Zhong 'er is a princess!" Sataya whispered, "She's treated like a princess, so she naturally has to be treated like one.
Myr's lace, the land's silk, the Summer Islands' screens, the Northern Territory's various furs, the Queen's Horn's canned sea monster, Dragonstone Island's cucumbers, spinach …
Not to mention the Crown Princess of the Red Castle, I dare say that even the Dragon Queen who runs around fighting deviant ghosts every day doesn't eat as well and use as much gold as she does. "
"It's fine if she's alone, but not only does she have a little brat, she also has a group of old women from Stone Hall Town sucking blood.
It seems like I'll have to enjoy all the blessings I've never enjoyed in my life in one go. "The woman complained.
They chatted and laughed as they walked to the gate. They hugged each other for a while before separating.
After going down the Visania Hills, Logan walked along Steel Street towards the Mud Gate.
Before entering the Fisherman's Square, he stopped at the Deviant Ghost Bakery.
He knew this shop.
Back then, when he had just crossed the sea from Pentos to King's Landing, he got off the ship at the Blackwater River Pier. On the way to the Red Castle, he smelled the sweet aroma of toast filling the street and went in to buy a pineapple bun.
At that time, Old Pirlo was still alive and Little Pirlo was still a teenage apprentice. At that time, the shop had the sign 'Dragon Flame Bakery' and a flag with a black dragon breathing fire at white bread.
When Targaryen was replaced by House Baratheon, the name of the shop was changed to "The Strong Hammer Bakery." The banner was painted with a picture of a giant man hammering dough with a hammer.
The old Pirlo with a big belly and a red face had already died long ago, and the young Pirlo with a face full of pimples had become the old Pirlo with a big belly and an oily face.
The shop's name and flag changed again.
It was changed to 'Deviant Ghost Bakery'. There was a blue-eyed ghoul wrapped in a hot dog bun.
What attracted Logan's attention was not only the change in the sign. He found that the street was deserted, and the cold wind carried snowflakes, forcing passersby to go home. However, the bakery in this two-story brick building was unusually lively.
Not only were there a large number of customers coming in and out of the main entrance, but there were also many citizens with scarves wrapped around their faces in the alley beside the building. They pushed handcarts and carried sacks, forming a long line at the side entrance of the bakery.
He touched the money bag that Sataya had given him, swallowed, and walked into the shop.
Entering the slightly narrow hall, there was a long counter in front of him.
Behind the counter, Old Pirlo led the baker to work in front of the oven. A few apprentices carried large iron boxes of bread to the counter and handed them to the middle-aged woman at the counter to sell.
"Pirlo," he called from the counter.
The fat boss wearing a white chef's hat glanced outside and hurriedly trotted over. He even walked out of the counter.
"Lord Logan, would you like to buy bread?" he asked respectfully.
"You don't seem to be selling bread only," Logan glanced at the shelves and said curiously.
"It's the same as before. Bread and barbecue, but there are more varieties," the fat boss said.
"What are those people doing outside?" Logan pointed at the side door and asked.
"Didn't you see? They came to my shop to sell pine roots, pine cones, and ghoul meat. "
Logan was shocked. "I thought those tree roots were firewood."
"The soft and thick bark of tree roots can be eaten. Did you know that?" the fat boss asked.
"Eat bark? Bark can be eaten? "Logan said in disbelief.
"It can be roasted and then ground into powder. There's a very complicated process that the cultivators taught us. "The fat boss turned around and took a piece of browned bread from the shelf. He tore off a piece and handed it to Logan.
"How do the cultivators know this?"
"The Holy Mother knows everything. Perhaps the Holy Mother told them."
Logan savored it carefully and said in surprise, "It seems to taste even better than bran bread."
"40% bark, 60% whole wheat flour. The taste is indeed not bad, but there's little oil. People will lose strength if they eat too much. It's usually eaten with fish soup or meat soup," Pirlo explained.
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