Hearing this unheard of miracle, Magiro couldn't help but widen his eyes, looking at Berry with a calm face from top to bottom.
"Okay, let's get back to the topic! Brother Magiro, you haven't said who the Cold God's minions are yet!"
Feeling a little uncomfortable with Magiro's surprised look, Berry frowned and spoke directly.
"Oh, yes! He is the King in the North, Robb Stark!
He was closely accompanied by a giant wolf that also wielded the power of evil ice. At the same time, he was surrounded by followers of the Drowned God and many soldiers who were bewitched by him.
Unknowingly, the power of the Cold God has been eroded to this extent!"
Remembering the main purpose of today, Magiro suppressed the strong curiosity in his heart and answered.
"Robb Stark?"
Upon hearing the name, Berry and Soros immediately turned to look at each other. Soros then said: "Brother Magiro, are you sure?
As far as we know, the King in the North loves the common people in the North, the Riverlands, and the West and has a very good reputation."
"Hehe, I also know these things. But the devil has always been good at disguising. Otherwise, how could he deceive humans into working for him?
Similarly, there is also information that he is cruel and bloodthirsty, killing at least hundreds of enemies in every battle without any scratches on himself.
Moreover, whether it was in the North or the West, he would always do it himself when executing prisoners!"
Ma Qiluo chuckled lightly when he heard this, and then told the information he knew in a positive tone.
"Well, I still remember that 'those who are sentenced to death must do it themselves' is an ancient tradition observed by the Stark family. So, this doesn't seem to be anything special, right?"
Berry had forgotten many important people and things, but he still remembered these less important things. After Magiro finished speaking, he spoke directly.
"It's really not a big problem if it's just occasional executions. I specially collected relevant information and estimated that from the beginning of the war to now, this demon servant has harvested at least thousands of lives.
In my opinion, he is not executing prisoners, but performing death sacrifices to the cold god!"
"Death Sacrifice!"
Seeing Thoros' surprised expression, Magiro nodded with satisfaction, and then continued: "According to the temple scriptures, the evil cold god is in charge of the three major powers of cold, darkness, and death.
In the beginning, Robb Stark and his direwolf were not that special. But since he continued to harvest lives, his strength has become stronger and stronger, and the size of the direwolf has become larger and larger.
And his evil ice power only began to appear after he harvested countless lives in the Western Region for death sacrifices!"
"If it is true as the Maguro brothers said, then Robb Stark is very likely to be a servant of the cold god. Moreover, the piece of ice I saw through the flames last night...
Maybe, it’s the scene where we fight him!”
After listening to Magiro's words, Soros made a guess based on the prophecy he saw last night.
"Of course what I said is true, and you can also collect and verify this information.
Did the Soros brothers also see the flame prophecy?
It seems that this is also why our Lord asked you to spread faith here and help Brother Berry resurrect!"
"The brothers here are civilians who have suffered and had to resist. They have finally been able to return to a peaceful life, but now we have to continue fighting against more powerful enemies.
I don’t think we have this right!”
After listening to Magiro's somewhat excited words, Berry shook his head and expressed his meaning very clearly.
Magiro, who originally thought that today's goal had been basically achieved, suddenly frowned. He turned around and saw that Soros was silent after hearing this, and couldn't help but feel a little anxious.
Magiro remembered the highly contagious sermon delivered by Supreme Priest Benero in Volantis. After thinking about it carefully, he asked: "Brother Berry, let's put aside the matter of the devil's minions.
Talk, do you think these brothers will be peaceful and happy if they live under the control of the nobles again?"
"Why not? Westeros has been like this for thousands of years."
"Indeed! For thousands of years, most common people in Westeros have worked and fought for the nobles all their lives, living the humblest and simplest lives.
In the eyes of the nobles, they are their own assets and have absolute control.
I heard that although the right of first night in Westeros has long been deposed, some nobles still ignore this law and enjoy this right privately.
Then, do you want these brothers who follow you to be firmly suppressed by the nobles again without any hope and freedom, and to be controlled, ravaged and massacred by them at will?"
Magiro's tone became more intense as he spoke. After he questioned Berry, he continued to speak loudly without waiting for Berry to answer:
"Braavos across the narrow sea has become a city without oppression. Their sea kings are elected among ordinary citizens, not based on blood!
Lord High Priest Benero is also committed to achieving this goal in Volantis, and I heard that he has expressed support for Daenerys Targaryen, who wants to abolish slavery.
The teachings of our Temple of the King of Light is to admire the light full of hope and respect all free life.
Therefore, my Lord, the Lord of Light, chose you because I definitely want to bring unprecedented changes to Westeros!"
Hope, freedom! Change Westeros!
Magiro's somewhat deafening words kept echoing in Berry's ears, and he couldn't help but lower his head and ponder.
The remaining memories of Berry kept flashing through his mind, and finally settled on the scene of the valley village he saw while sitting on the boulder in a daze this morning.
It was a carefree and leisurely pastoral life without the influence of cruel wars, the oppression of cold nobles.
Berry, who had felt that everything was meaningless since Magic Mountain was judged last night, his eyes gradually filled with a fiery light.
He raised his head sharply and asked Magiro: "Brother Magiro, not to mention Robb Stark's army, even the Tully family's military strength in the Riverlands, we are far behind.
Do you have a proper plan?"
"Of course, everything is ready. The fire that will sweep through Westeros is about to begin!"
…
The Reach, Highgarden West Gate Port Area.
"Your Majesty, since you already know that Tiejinku is the enemy behind your back, why did you come to me to talk about it?"
Oberyn, who enjoyed the treatment that matched his status as a prince and was imprisoned in a tent alone, asked with a puzzled expression on his face when he heard Robb speak out the information he had been keeping secret.
"The North, the Iron Islands, the Riverlands, the West, and the Reach are all under my control. Currently, I have a total of hundreds of thousands of troops under my command. Tywin Lannister is just doing his homework before his death.
The final struggle!”
Robb did not answer Oberyn's question directly, but spoke with a smile and a tone that stated the facts.
"Your Majesty, what do you mean by this?"
"Prince Oberyn, I will let you return to Sunspear. Please help me persuade Prince Doran if you, Dorne, surrender to me.
I will help you take revenge. Kill the Mountain, and make Tywin admit in public that he commanded the Mountain to brutally kill Princess Elia!"
Upon hearing Oberyn's inquiry, Robb directly stated his purpose straight to the point.
In Robb's current process of conquering the Seven Kingdoms, there are still four realms left: the King's Realm, the Stormlands, the Vale, and Dorne.
The King's Territory and the Stormlands are currently considered the areas ruled by the Lannister family, and are the focus of Robb's next attack. When attacking them with all his strength, the Vale and Dorne can be regarded as two moderate variables.
The valley is located in a corner, making it easy to defend but difficult to attack. They showed up once before under the command of Littlefinger, helping Tywin capture Edmure who was advancing alone.
But according to the current intelligence, the intensity of the chaotic civil war in the valley is no worse than the war in the north and west. Littlefinger currently has no ability to free up his hands to help Tywin.
Then, only Dorne is left!
To be honest, if Robb really wants to raise his troops to attack Dorne, he is confident that he can take Sunspear even with the mountains and desert as barriers.
But the key problem is that if he really conquers Dorne by force, there will be endless rebellions.
In history, Daeron I, the 'Young Dragon Lord', is a warning example of this. After conquering Dorne with force, he continued to suppress rebellions everywhere, and eventually fell into the trap of the Dornish people and died in Dorne.
Finally, through marriage, Dorne was peacefully incorporated into the Seven Kingdoms.
Judging from the historical conclusion, Dorne is a typical example of someone who takes the soft side rather than the hard side!
Robb didn't want to fall into Dorne's quagmire at this time, so he wanted to make Dorne surrender in a peaceful way.
"Are you telling the truth?"
Upon hearing Robb's words, Oberyn immediately straightened up and stared into his eyes.
"Of course, I will definitely keep the promise I made. Even the promise I made to Tywin at the beginning, I later kept it truthfully. You can definitely find out about this."
Now Robb's status is noble and prominent, and the many good reputations he once established have begun to take effect.
"Well, except for my sister's matter. If Dorne surrenders to you, then Tywin's funding and the iron bank's loan may..."
Oberyn, who knew Robb well before the expedition, nodded, and then said hesitantly.
"As long as Dorne can surrender, I can give you what they can give you. I can still give you what they can't give!"
Since occupying the Western Territory and gaining the support of Margaery's wealthy family, Robb has gradually gained confidence. After understanding the meaning of Oberyn's words, he waved his hand and answered in a rather condescending manner.
"Okay! Your Majesty, I don't think I need to go back to convince my brother personally on this matter. I just need to write him a letter explaining it myself.
I also want to take these Dornish soldiers from Highgarden to join your army and kill the Lannister brood together!"
When Oberyn heard what Robb said, he shook his head and said that he didn't need to personally persuade Prince Dolan. Then when he talked about killing Lannister, he stretched out his long tongue and licked his lips.
"Haha, okay! Once we receive a reply from Prince Doran, we will go kill the Lannister brood together!"
Seeing that the Dorne problem was solved without force, Robb's mood suddenly improved.
After continuing to chat with Oberyn for more than half an hour, he walked out of the detention tent.
In the following time, everyone in High Court was busy. While repairing damaged city walls such as the South City Gate, they were also making some preparations in advance for the war under their command.
During this period, the Hightower family's envoys came to High Court as expected to discuss the ransom issue.
However, under the many conditions that Robb opened his mouth to, the Hightower family messenger sweated profusely and expressed that he needed to report to Earl Leyton for the decision.
In the blink of an eye, almost half a month has passed. The foundation repair work in High Court has almost been completed.
After receiving the approval of Earl Leyton, the Hightower family used the family fleet that stayed in Old Town to transfer a large amount of ransom consisting of gold and grain from the Sunset Sea to the Mander River channel to Highgarden.
After seeing the mountains of ransom, Robb lamented the wealth of the old town while returning Ser Baelor, Garth, the reluctant Moroya and the Hightower family captive soldiers to them.
During this period, Moroya asked Robb twice for research materials. However, her research made no progress.
Therefore, before she left, she asked Robb for some hair, nails, a little blood and other research materials.
The reply from Prince Doran of Dorne also arrived in Highgarden during this time. Just as Oberyn expected, Robb proposed a better condition than Tywin, plus Oberyn and Dornish soldiers.
The impact of captivity.
In the letter, Prince Doran asked Prince Oberyn to swear fealty to Robb on his behalf.
Later, Oberyn, who regained his freedom, knelt down and swore allegiance to Robb in the presence of many nobles in the Highgarden meeting hall. From then on, Dorne came under Robb's rule.
The next day, Robb, who was waiting for Highgarden to prepare for the war, walked with Margaery holding his arm in the castle gardens of Highgarden.
Margaery now cherishes her leisure time in Highgarden because she knows that the rest of her life will be spent in the bustling and noisy King's Landing, both beautiful and busy.
Ta-ta-ta!
While Robb and Margaery were chatting and laughing happily, a Tyrell family guard hurried over.
"Your Majesty, Mrs. Olenna asked me to invite you over!"
The guard's face looked a little anxious, and he didn't even salute Margaery when he came over. He directly spoke to Robb.
"Hmm? Is this guy worried about something?"
Looking at the guard's face, Robb's smile slowly faded and he asked.
"It's... hard to say, please go and see for yourself!"
"good!"
Seeing the name of the guard, Robb didn't ask any more questions. He agreed and turned to look at Margaery.
"Go quickly! There must be something important over there with grandma!"
Margaery patted Robb's hand very gently, then nodded to him and said.
After Robb nodded to her, he immediately followed the guard and hurried towards Olenna's room.
Olenna's room is located in the tallest tower of the High Court, offering a panoramic view of various views around the High Court.
When Robb came to her room, Olenna was standing on the wide balcony to the north, accompanied by the twin guards.
"Your Majesty, please look!"
Hearing the footsteps behind her, Olenna turned her head, pointed forward and said to Robb with a pale face.
Upon hearing this, Robb quickly walked to the wide balcony and looked forward.
I saw a wave of countless figures appearing along Rose Avenue to the north of the High Court.
Robb, who had excellent eyesight, could see more clearly than Olenna and the other three. This slowly moving wave from the north was not an enemy army carrying flags, but countless refugees carrying their belongings and their children.