"Gods are indifferent beings, only the God Emperor of Humanity is the true salvation of humanity." Kinvara, the Flame of Truth and Reverend Mother.
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Looking at the deplorable state of Harrenhal, Tywin's cold eyes swept over everyone present. He had already received the news that his younger brother had been killed trying to save his son. When he heard the news, even the indifferent Tywin Lannister was extremely furious.
Kevan was his right-hand man, the two of them had been together since they were little and he was the only brother Tywin really trusted to succeed House Lannister should anything happen. Now Kevan has been burned alive by the Red Witch, how could he not be furious?
But at that moment, Tywin's eyes fell on Jaime, who was in the main seat of the Hall of a Hundred Hearths.
Tywin couldn't help but frown at Jaime's condition. According to the information he had received, his son had been burned alive, used as a punching bag and beaten so badly that no human could even stay alive.
Yet, in front of him, Jaime seemed perfectly well, so well that Tywin thought the information he had received was wrong, but did the informants really dare lie to him?
"Jaime, why don't you get up and see me?" Tywin asked in a calm tone, looking at his firstborn.
Jaime opened his eyes, a seven-colored glow flashed through his eyes, but disappeared as quickly as it had appeared. However, Tywin, who was totally focused on Jaime, noticed the seven-colored light and narrowed his eyes.
Unlike other people who thought magic was just a fairy tale, he knew more than anyone that magic was real and extremely dangerous.
"Everyone out." Tywin spoke with a cold tone and everyone obeyed, the prestige of the Lord of Casterly Rock was unparalleled in the army.
"What was happening to you and why are you intact?" Tywin asked directly, looking at his son with a penetrating gaze.
"Father." Jaime showed a bitter look, how could he not sense the very changes in his mindset? He prayed every night before bed, which was impossible for him to do before, but after receiving the Blessing of the God of the Seven Faces, he felt a kindness and goodwill towards Faith of the Seven.
But Jaime didn't hide it from his father, including the words of the God of the Seven Faces and the extraordinary forces of House Targaryen.
A feeling of fury bubbled up in Tywin's chest, he wasn't angry with Aenar, but he was angry with the God of the Seven Faces. He was like a volcano about to explode, completely furious.
Jaime had always been his weakness, the heir who would inherit Casterly Rock and carry on the legacy of House Lannister, but after receiving the Blessing of the God of the Seven Faces, he knew it was impossible.
Jaime talked about the changes in his mentality and Tywin knew that his son was turning into a fanatic who would obey the orders of the Faith of the Seven. In other words, a dog for others to order around as they saw fit.
Just imagining it made Tywin's face twist into pure rage. He had never been so furious as he was at this moment, even Aerys had never made him so angry. But at this moment, he felt anger and resentment towards the God of the Seven Faces.
"Can you stop this by sinning?" Tywin calmed down in an instant, his cold murderous intent only clearing his mind and making him think rationally.
"I don't know." Jaime didn't want to become a weapon for others, let alone become a puppet in the hands of the Church.
"Go to your room, I'll make women go to their rooms." Tywin spoke with a determined tone. He wanted to save his son and nothing was more important than that at the moment. He didn't care what the soldiers would think when they saw countless women going to Jaime's room.
Did lions need to listen to sheep?
No. The lion would devour the sheep!
"Kill, rape or beat, I don't care and do what you want, just release your desires." Tywin spoke with a commanding tone, he didn't care whether Jaime accepted or not, he wouldn't allow the proud son of House Lannister to be an animal in the hands of others.
Jaime wanted to open his mouth to refuse, but the last dignity he had was gone with the faint hope of getting out of the situation he was in.
However, how could Tywin and Jaime see things from the point of view of the gods?
Sin? In the eyes of the gods, there is no good and evil, only the supreme will to survive longer and nothing more.
Jaime could be the king of hell with all the sins of mankind and the God of the Seven Faces wouldn't care. What humans do is of no concern to the gods.
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On the other side, in House Targaryen's camp, more and more noble houses were bending the knee to House Targaryen.
Visenya accepted everyone without any discrimination or intention of blaming these lords for the betrayal of years ago. Which only increased the flow of nobles coming to the Riverlands with their armies. Since they weren't going to be punished, these nobles' last concern disappeared completely.
Of course, the huge increase in the army caused some inconvenience, but fortunately Aenar was already prepared for this and brought enough food to feed two hundred thousand people for three months, so the situation wasn't so serious.
But if the Northern Army and the Reach Army joined the main army, the food would definitely not be enough, especially since this war would last months and maybe even a year.
"One hundred and twenty thousand men." Oberyn reported the total number of soldiers with a bitter expression. Any general would be happy to command such a large army, but at this rate, food and steel won't be enough to satisfy the entire army, especially when the forty thousand men and women of the Northern Army arrive.
There will be one hundred and sixty thousand soldiers, together with Reach's ninety thousand, that number comes to an appalling two hundred and fifty thousand soldiers.
There definitely wasn't enough food to supply so many people, horses and steel for swords and armor.
As they say, without logistics, war can't even begin.
Visenya stroked her forehead, feeling a headache coming on. "If Aenar arrives with the Northmen, things get complicated. Fortunately, the Red Faith controls many cities in Essos and can provide food for the army, so we're not worried."
But one hundred and sixty thousand is the limit, no general was going to be on edge for the sake of a few more troops.
"From now on, we will refuse all incoming armies." Visenya no longer hesitated, she spoke with a determined tone.
"That will infuriate the nobles who were turned away." Oberyn commented with a smile on his face, he knew very well how the nobles thought, for he was one.
"Humph." Visenya snorted coldly and spoke. "If they have a grudge, let them complain to my husband. Of course, if they have the courage to do such a thing."
These nobles had waited until this moment to join House Targaryen, which showed that they were not brave.
Oberyn nodded, only a fool would complain to a king about his queen. The queen warms the king's bed, but the nobles only callous the king's ears. If the queen whispers in the king's ear, the fate of these nobles will be precarious to say the least.
Don't underestimate a king or queen, the king or queen themselves may ignore you, but the subjects around them definitely will not. Everyone wants to get into the king or queen's good graces. Nobles killing nobles to win the king's favor was the most common thing in court intrigues.
Visenya wasn't worried about these minor nobles, if they really dared to complain in front of her husband, there were other nobles around her who needed fiefdoms.
"Do we know if Tywin and Robert have arrived in Harrenhal?" Visenya asked, looking at the woman who covered her entire body with flowing clothes, showing only her eyes.
"The Lion and the Usurper have arrived in Harrenhal, but an urgent letter has come from the Westlands." The woman replied as she placed a letter in front of Visenya who read its contents with a smile lining her lips.
"If we can kill Robert right now, the war is won and we can concentrate on the North." Visenya murmured, looking at the contents of the letter.
"Balon Greyjoy." She flashed a sarcastic look. It was no surprise that Tywin was talking to Balon, it was obvious that the Old Lion of Casterly Rock wanted to use the King of the Iron Islands.
Just as Visenya was about to speak to Oberyn, a soldier from the Red Legion entered the main tent and spoke in a respectful tone.
"My Queen, the king has arrived."
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I'm a bit discouraged, I've lost four chapters of 2k words through sheer stupidity because I forgot to save them in Docs.
Fortunately I've plucked up the courage to write again, but I have to say, this despondency is frightening, I've hardly been able to get out of bed or eat.
Honestly, I can't even imagine how someone with depression feels.
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