Chapter 485 New Archbishop

In the throne room of Maegor House, Bruce Antalion saw the king again.

Different from the previous blond hair and golden eyes, the king sitting on the Iron Throne has restored his original brown hair and black eyes.

There is no previous sacred coercion that makes people want to worship, and it seems more approachable.

However, Bruce dared not show any disrespect.

"Honorable and holy Your Majesty Caesar, on behalf of the Sea King of Braavos, I extend my most sincere greetings to you."

"Lord Bruce," Samwell looked at the guest from across the narrow sea, "Has the rebellion in Braavos subsided?"

"The rebellion has been quelled. This is also thanks to your great help. For this reason, my father specially sent me to express my gratitude to you. In addition, I have one more thing to do when I come to King's Landing this time, and that is to fulfill the marriage contract agreement reached with you. "

In order to cross the river smoothly, Samwell reached a marriage with the Antarion family under the help of Varys.

Although the other party did not provide much help in the end, and the Braavos fleet was stopped on the Blackwater Bay by the Stormland fleet, Samwell did not intend to breach the contract.

Besides, the winter is coming, and the White Walkers are a threat to all mankind. If they want to get the assistance of the free trade city-state across the narrow sea, the friendship of the sea king is very important.

"Yes." Sam Wells said, "My sister, Sarah Tarly, will marry you. However, she will not come of age in two years, so you need to wait patiently for a while."

Bruce frowned when he heard the words, and said:

"Your Majesty, it's not that I'm impatient to wait for Miss Sara to come of age, but that my father has been seriously ill for many years and is now approaching the end of his life. His last wish is to see me get married, so...I heard that you have three Sister, the eldest Miss Tara is an adult, I wonder if I will have the honor to marry her?"

"Sorry, Tara is already married to Duke Edmure Tully of Riverrun." Samwell looked at Bruce with an anxious expression, and suddenly realized something, "I will personally go to Braavos to attend your meeting with Sarah. Engagement ceremony."

"That's great, Your Majesty!" Bruce immediately turned his worries into joy, "If you can visit Braavos in person, it will be the greatest honor of the Antarion family!"

Seeing this, Samwell knew that his guess was right.

Although the Antarion family has stabilized the situation in Braavos for the time being, they are not able to clean up all the opposition. Sea King is dying, so they have to resort to external forces to help their son take over.

Samwell didn't resist this, he just needed to find a reliable ally on the other side of the narrow sea.

The two chatted for a while, and Samwell arranged for the son of the sea king to rest and asked Sarah Tarly to see him.

At this time, Gavin Mande walked over quickly, handed a list to Samwell, and said in his mouth at the same time:

"Your Majesty, it seems that the archbishop has quite a few loyal followers, and there are even some nobles who are about to move."

Samwell glanced casually, chuckled and said:

"It's best if they take the initiative to jump out. Has there been a result from the Baylor Cathedral?"

"It's out, Your Majesty." Gavin said, "Archbishop Leonard has been elected as the new Archbishop."

"Fine. Bring him to me."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Baylor Cathedral, the new archbishop has just finished the prayer ceremony, and slowly got up from the face of the heavenly father.

From today onwards, his worldly name will be forgotten, replaced by the title of Archbishop.

As the spokesperson of the Seven Gods, he no longer needs a mortal name.

But the archbishop didn't have much joy in being elected, but was more frightened and apprehensive.

Under the gaze of the Seven Gods, the previous archbishop was reduced to ashes in front of King Caesar, so how can he feel at ease?

Just now, he prayed to the seven gods thousands of times, asking the gods to give him guidance.

However, there was no response.

as usual.

Sometimes, he really doubted whether the Seven Gods really existed, but every time this thought popped up, he was forced to suppress it.

But today, this idea can no longer be suppressed.

Perhaps the Seven Gods really do not exist, otherwise, how could they watch their spokesperson in the world be burned alive!

The archbishop left the prayer hall with a heavy heart and returned to his residence.

After opening the door, I saw a figure standing by the window.

He thought it was the servant cleaning the room, so he said:

"You go out first."

"Lord Leonard."

The man turned around, and the archbishop realized that it was Baron Gavin Mander, the intelligence chief of the Iron Throne.

At this time, he couldn't even care about the other party calling out his secular name rudely, and asked frightenedly:

"You, how did you get in?"

Gavin opened the closet and turned around with a mysterious smile:

"plz follow me."

The archbishop stayed where he was for a long while, his face constantly changing, and finally he gritted his teeth and went into the closet.

The wall panels have been opened, revealing a dark passage.

After a while of probing, the archbishop touched the metal.

Holding the iron ladder with one hand, he carefully found the lower level with his feet.

It wasn't until after going deep into the ground that the originally vertical well-like passageway turned into an inclined dirt tunnel.

Gavin is holding a torch, waiting for him there.

"You even dug a secret passage in the Great Sept of Baelor!"

"It's not us." Gavin shook his head, "It's the artisans hired by Maegor back then. Let's go, His Majesty wants to see you."

Why doesn't he come to see me in the church? The archbishop wanted to ask that.

But he dared not.

He was afraid that he, like the previous archbishop, would be reduced to a pile of ashes without making a sound.

I don't know how long I walked, it was difficult to feel the change of distance underground, and when I climbed out of the ground again, the archbishop found himself in a small narrow room.

"Are we in the Red Keep?"

"Yes." Gavin threw him a black robe, "Put it on."

The Archbishop didn't care about the tone of the other party's order, obediently put on the robe, and covered his face with the hood.

Gavin just pushed open the door, and the gold-cloaked guards outside bent over to salute.

The archbishop followed the other party, walked through the long corridor, climbed up the spiral staircase, and finally came to the king's study.

"Please." Gavin opened the wooden door and gestured.

The archbishop took a deep breath and walked in.

boom-

The sound of the door closing behind him startled him.

"Relax, Leonard." Caesar's voice came.

The archbishop followed the prestige, and saw the king lazily leaning on the sofa, holding a copy of "Seven Stars".

His appearance has returned to his original brown hair and black eyes, and he no longer exudes that terrifying divine pressure, but in the eyes of the archbishop, this king is more terrifying than the Seven Gods.

"Your Majesty, you came to me..."

"sit."

The archbishop sat obediently opposite the king, holding his breath.

Samwell closed the book in his hand and asked:

"Tell me, Leonard, what is blasphemy?"

The archbishop's forehead instantly seeped fine beads of sweat, and his hands trembled uncontrollably.

He knew that what he was facing was a fatal problem.

The appearance of the previous archbishop's tragic death came to mind again, filling his heart with fear.

"The behavior of the big sparrow is blasphemy!"

Under boundless pressure, the archbishop said loudly.

Hearing this, Samwell finally showed a smile on his face.

(end of this chapter)