"I remember that the Barbarian Land was divided into three parts, with three emperors standing side by side. They were the orthodox Blue Dynasty's Bu Qi, who occupied Yidu in the south; Chai Rong, a descendant of the Huang Dynasty who perished a thousand years ago, who occupied Kakesa in the far east; and Bo Xiong, the founder of the Orange Dynasty, who occupied the trade town in the north."
The Sea King was puzzled, "There are only three emperors in the Barbarian Land, why would the three emperors issue a joint declaration of war? It can't be that they shouldn't be attacking themselves. "
"Have you forgotten that there are still the Zebra people in the Jiugesnai Plains in the north of the Barbarian Land?"
"What does the Zebra people have to do with the establishment of the state preceptor and the state religion?" The Sea King was even more puzzled.
"The Long Night has been here for more than half a year, and the Zebra people are running out of food, so they took the opportunity to go south!" The Zebra man said matter-of-factly.
"From the Jiugesnai Plains to the Barbarian Land, they have to cross at least two thousand kilometers of land. Is there a need to go so far to plunder the Barbarian Land?" The Sea King was puzzled.
"Do you think the Zebra people plan to return to the north? The Long Night may last for a generation, even the Dragon Queen said that it would be difficult to end the Long Night in ten years. "The fat woman shook her head.
"That's inviting the wolf into the house!" The Sea King sighed.
The fat priest said disapprovingly, "Anyway, the Zebra people are destined to go south. With a hundred thousand cavalry, they will either trample the other warlords or bring trouble to the south.
The Barbarian Land is in the southernmost part of the Barbarian Land, close to the sea and rich in resources. Bu Qi's palace is even bigger than the King's Landing City. Think about it, who else would he plunder? "
"So, the eighteen major sects, thirty-six rebel kings, seventy-two smoke and dust, and one hundred and eight mountains are mainly going to the Barbarian Land to plunder food and money, and eliminating the Church of the Seven Gods is just an excuse?" The Sea King asked.
"That's not it, if the state religion and the state preceptor were not established, the warlords would not be united.
Those rebel kings and warlords are supported by extraordinary sects, and many cities are directly ruled by the priests and wizards of the gods.
They don't care how many people die in the Long Night, but they can't tolerate the state religion and state preceptor in the Barbarian Land. "The Zebra man explained.
"Westeros is rife with deviants. Why is Daenerys going to the barren lands? Also, the Barbarian Emperor, it's already nighttime. Why don't you behave? "The Sea King was confused.
"I heard that before the Long Night, Danny Alice had signed a sacred marriage contract with the Bo Family. In the future, one of her sons or grandsons would marry the Bo Family's daughter and inherit the throne of the Barbarian Bo Family.
In other words, Danny Rize had used her own strength to extend the Blue Court's lifespan for a thousand years, and Targaryen had joined the Barbarians and become the king of the Barbarians. This was beneficial to both sides.
Since she is the master of the land, it is only natural that the Church of the Seven Gods should be established as the national religion. "
"So that's how it is, but she's too impatient. Her son hasn't even been born yet!" The Sea King laughed.
"The Long Night is the best time to develop faith, especially for foreign churches, breaking down the old and establishing the new.
Danny Rize's idea was not wrong. First, let the Church of the Seven Gods become the national religion of the land. In the future, it would be more logical for her son to become the emperor.
It's just that she's not from the Barbarians. I didn't expect the situation in the Barbarians to be so complicated. "The old woman sighed.
The Sea King nodded. "You're right. She grasped the right opportunity, but she used the wrong method.
But why did her scripture teaching team attract the attention of the gods? Do the gods of the Western Continent of Ursus need to fight for the faith of the Barbarians? Or is it … "
"Is it because of the Twilight of the Gods against her?" The Sea King lowered his voice.
"The Twilight of the Gods is not a very important factor. The key is that eating the holy monk's flesh can make one immortal!" The old woman's voice was faint, and a trace of undetectable greed flashed in her old black eyes.
"Where did this come from?" The Sea King asked curiously.
"Do you know who is in the scripture teaching team?"
The Sea King shook his head. "I just heard about it today."
"Do you know Saint Matthew?" The old woman asked.
"Hiss, that's the Angel of the Seven Gods, a powerful demigod! Who would dare to eat him? "The Sea King was shocked.
"Eating Saint Matthew would only give you a 5% chance of becoming a demigod. But his value is too low. He is not the legendary holy monk." The old woman asked mysteriously, "Do you know the children of God? The direct relatives of the true gods … "
.....
The white dragon horse's neck was ringing. It was carrying Qizang and his four disciples.
It was not easy to preach in the Eastern Lands, and it was easy to not achieve great results.
Tessa carried the five dwarfs, a load of scriptures, and several boxes of atonement scrolls away from Dragonstone Island and crossed the narrow sea.
When they landed at Pentos Pier, the huge pterosaur caused a commotion among the fishermen and merchants.
Qizang was wearing a brocade robe. Under the crowd's gaze, he said to the city guard who came after hearing the news, "Sir Knight, I am a missionary from the Great Holy Church of the Seven Gods of the West. I hope to meet your prince and discuss with him about preaching in Pentos."
The soldier's attention was attracted by Qizang's luxurious robe, and he was also called a "Sir Knight". He kindly reminded him, "Missionary, our prince is dying. Don't make a fool of yourself. Leave Pentos quickly. The prince here will not be in the mood to see you. "
When Qizang heard that, he was delighted. He said, "To tell you the truth, I know the Holy Healing Art. I can treat the prince's illness. My fourth disciple is also a scalpel priest. Scraping bones and scraping rot is not a problem. "
"So it is Sir Priest."
Nowadays, the status of the True Priests of the Seven Gods in the world of transcendents and in the mortal world was completely different. The guard with the blue forked beard immediately became respectful. He first bowed before shaking his head and saying, "His Highness the prince does not have any illness. He is to be sacrificed to the God of Earth and Sea to appease his wrath."
"Sacrificing the prince?" Qizang was shocked.
Eldest Senior Brother took a step forward and said, "Master Qizang, this is a tradition in Pentos. After the great calamity in Valleglia, the prince lost his backer and gradually became a puppet. The actual ruling power is in the hands of trading princes like Illyrio.
Every time the city loses a battle or the harvest is bad, the prince's neck will be slit and sacrificed to the unknown 'God of Earth and Sea'. "
"I have also heard of this, but this is the first time I have left the country and come to Pentos. It is truly hard to imagine," Qizang muttered.
The dwarf asked the blue-bearded guard, "I wonder what happened in the city this time?"
The guard pointed at the sky. "The sun has already been out for half a year. Everyone is cold and hungry, unable to live any longer."
"Heh heh, now you Pentos people can watch the princes being beheaded every day." Eldest Senior Brother Tyrion said in schadenfreude.
"There are that many princes?" Qizang was shocked.
Second Senior Brother rolled up his sleeves and stomped his feet. "Pentos has more than forty established noble families. If we take turns killing them, once every two months, we should be able to last until the long night ends."
"This, we need the princes to stamp their names on the customs clearance documents. What do we do?" Qizang said anxiously.
"Nonsense!" Eldest Senior Brother said impatiently. "There is no need for a customs clearance document. We can just fly to Barren Land. Who can stop us?"
"You don't understand. The customs clearance document is only one of the reasons." Qizang took a few steps back and said by his eldest disciple's ear, "Our goal is to lay down a path of faith. When we pass by a city, we will obtain the recognition of a city's leader. It is best if we can even build a temple and buy a group of believers through atonement scrolls."
"The Westeros are too far from Barren Land. The transmission of the seven deities' divine force is extremely sluggish, the consumption too great. This is the reason why the holy mother still hasn't displayed any miracles in Barren Land. "When he said this, Qizang's voice became even softer, almost inaudible.
"The reason why we came to Pentos first is because Braavos already has a holy cathedral. The archbishop was even arranged by Baylor Holy Cathedral."
Eldest Senior Brother came to a realization. "If it was any other time, it really wouldn't be easy. However, it is the long night right now, and we have the atonement scrolls."
"Sigh, Illyrio has been executed. If we came two days earlier, we could have asked him for help." The dwarf said regretfully.
Second Senior Brother's expression became gloomy. He said calmly, "It's useless even if we asked him. Because of my younger sister, his relationship with the royal family is extremely bad. Moreover, after selling his family's property, he can no longer be considered a trading prince. "
Eldest Senior Brother patted Second Senior Brother's shoulder and said with a sigh, "He only gave himself up after seeing his granddaughter. He died a worthy death."
Second Senior Brother shook his head. He didn't want to talk about the tragic death of an old friend of several decades. He said to the anxious Qizang's master, "Seeing the prince is difficult, but also easy."
"Wuneng, do you have any good ideas?" Qizang said happily.
When he heard his new name, Second Senior Brother's chubby face twitched a few times. He walked up to Blue Beard's imperial bodyguard and handed over two gold royals. He directly said, "Tell your family's master that we have to see the prince before tonight. Three thousand gold radiance coins!"
Gulp! The imperial bodyguard gripped the gold royals and swallowed with difficulty. His eyes seemed to have turned into golden dragons. "Sir preacher, are you sure? Three thousand?"
Second Senior Brother didn't say anything else. He pulled out a stack of golden bills from his belt. It was a sheepskin scroll that was dyed golden.
"Look carefully. This is an unregistered deposit receipt from the Iron Treasury."
"I guarantee that you will be able to see the prince this afternoon," the imperial bodyguard immediately said.
He kept his word. Two hours later, Qizang and his disciples arrived at Pentos Palace.
"How do you know that Blue Beard's family is so capable?" Walking on the stone path from the palace to the altar, the dwarf still felt that it was a bit inconceivable.
"In the early years, Pentos suffered a defeat at the hands of Braavos and signed an agreement to limit military power. Pentos has no more than 20 warships and no more than 500 city guards.
Meanwhile, there are more than 40 imperial families in the city. Including the trading princes and nobles, there are more than a hundred families. Tell me, how precious is a single guard position? "
Pentos was a coastal city to begin with. The temple in the palace was also built by the sea. The altar to worship the gods was built on a cliff, half of it floating above the sea. It was 20 meters in diameter and had a marble base. It was paved with half a meter of blue gravel.
The altar was divided into three levels. The center was five meters in diameter. The main altar was two meters above the ground.
A middle-aged man in luxurious clothes knelt at the center. His eyes were dim and his face was filled with despair. He should be Prince Pentos.
On the side were four tall and sturdy men. They didn't wear any clothes, their skin painted with the patterns of the sea and earth.
Under the strange sacrificial song of a hunchbacked old priest in blue and black robes, the four sturdy men spread their legs and surrounded the prince, performing a barbaric dance.
There were two rings outside the main altar, divided into two levels. The inner level had two to three hundred people. They were all dressed in solemn attire, most of them black or purple. There was a clan emblem printed on their chests. Quite a few of them had clear Valleglia characteristics. There were less than a hundred people in the outer circle. They were all dressed in colorful, exceptionally gaudy and luxurious attire. They were all of different races.
"There's no chance today. Let's wait for the next prince to come up! I need to go to the washroom. Varys, come with me. "When he saw this scene, Tyrion shook his head and walked away.
But in less than ten minutes, the fat eunuch ran back in a panic. As he ran, he shouted, "Master, it's bad. Eldest Senior Brother has been captured by demons!"
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