Chapter 213 Turbulence and Ending
The end of the year 294 in the Conquest Calendar was much more chaotic than the rest of the year. As a group of ravens flew from the Red Keep of King's Landing to various parts of the Seven Kingdoms, a hunting operation targeting the old disciples took place in Westeros. Spread out mightily.
Vale, Westerland, Riverlands, Reach, Northland...
In the past ten years, the foreign disciples of the past have appeared all over Westeros. Most lords do not like to see these people, but many treat them as honored guests——
It's not because these people can perform any magic. In fact, most of the disciples are ordinary people. They may be able to do many things like pretending to be gods and ghosts through some potions and alchemical powders, but when it comes to truly possessing magical abilities, Yes, but very rare.
However, these people are generally knowledgeable and full of exotic charm. At the same time, they also have different insights and abilities in medical treatment than those of the bachelor class. Apart from the fact that they talk about the gate of the past, there is nothing objectionable in other aspects. .
In other words, popular or not, the Disciples have established themselves in Westeros.
However, with an order from King's Landing, the initially stable class of old disciples directly became a street rat.
Escape, hide in Tibet, lurk in disguise, be killed, hanged, beheaded, tortured for clues...
Blood and death began to appear frequently throughout the Seven Kingdoms, but apart from the Riverlands, which were "coerced" by Renly, the direct Stormlands, and the royal family territories, the lords of other territories in the Seven Kingdoms were not too eager to search for this person. A group of people, because this does not bring any benefits to the local lords, but the king's order must be carried out on the surface, and appropriate blood will help increase the deterrence of the lords.
But no matter how well it is executed, at least after the start of this hunting operation throughout Westeros, the group of Old Disciples can no longer be openly active in the Seven Kingdoms, and even secretly activities must be careful. Be careful again.
Some were angry because their personnel had suffered heavy losses and their plans were completely disrupted. Some people are also aggrieved by this, because groups such as the Old Disciples are not actually a real whole, and include several religious sects.
And the one who really cooperates with Targaryen is just one of them.
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"Those people are basically unable to leave the Western Continent. The local lords strictly control the ports. Only a few express goodwill and allow them to board the ship and leave. Miss, Benero, the Supreme Priest of the Red God Church, sent a letter, hoping that we can communicate with the Western Continent about this. to negotiate with the Iron Throne, they cannot withstand the damage of a large number of people."
Outside of Westeros, in a bright and fragrant garden, a thin middle-aged man dressed as a butler was standing respectfully behind a little girl reporting the news that had just arrived. The tire marks on his face proved that Although he was once a slave, he now seems to be in an important position.
"It's not smart to jump out at this time." The little girl in a warm yellow dress was squatting in front of a rose bush and stroking the flowers. After hearing the words, she said without looking back: "Reply and say that there is nothing we can do. "
"Will this make Benero dissatisfied?" the butler asked in a low voice. It was clear that he was facing a little guy about ten years old, but his attitude at this time was very respectful.
"Let him be dissatisfied." The girl snorted softly and replied: "My own people are not reliable in doing things, who can I blame?"
"What about the plan for the Western Continent?"
"I'm going to contact the people in the House of Black and White. If they can take action, it won't be that troublesome. But it will take some time... Is there any news from Dorne?"
The girl who was caressing the flowers turned her head to look at the housekeeper at the end. Under the sun, she saw a delicate face with a little baby fat, full of childishness, but her expression was as serious as a little adult, which made people laugh at first glance.
But the butler did not dare to laugh, but replied honestly: "No, Prince Doran is very cautious and has not contacted us."
"Cunning Dornishman, after all, little Viserys is also his daughter's fiancé, but he has not cared about it for so many years." The girl curled her lips, seeming to be a little dissatisfied with this, but after thinking about it, she suddenly changed the subject.
"Renly, how's your inquiry going?"
She had carefully understood the situation of the person involved when making the plan before, but she did not expect that she would be defeated by this person in the first step. This made her very upset. She felt that she did not take people of this era seriously and underestimated the enemy.
"It's the same information as before." The butler answered cautiously: "It's difficult to get information about him in High Court. We only know that he has been kidnapped, but we can't know the specific details."
"He's an interesting opponent," the little girl said thoughtfully.
She didn't know why, but she always felt that this name sounded familiar to her, but when she thought about it carefully, she couldn't think of where she had heard it before...
"Sister Rhaenys!" A cheerful greeting interrupted the girl's contemplation. She looked up and saw a silver-haired girl wearing a white thin silk skirt and running towards here with her skirt in hand. The housekeeper Seeing this, she bowed her head and excused herself, while the girl glared at the man running towards him with dissatisfaction.
"How many times have I told you, Dany, to call me sister Renes!"
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"I leave Sam in your care, Lord Renly."
It was still under the Castle of Horn Hill, but more than two months had passed. After a long journey, the Knights returned to the starting point, Horn Hill, and rested for two days. Now they were officially preparing to return to Highgarden, because in a few days it would be the sixty-sixth name day of Olenna Redwyne, Renly's adoptive mother.
A short period of time had changed a lot of things. Renly, who had lived in the Reach for more than ten years, changed his low profile and completely made a name for himself in the Reach. It was unknown how the lords discussed this matter secretly. On the surface, they were very polite to Renly, and even responded with great enthusiasm. When they said goodbye, they invited Renly to be their guest, but he politely refused in the name of his adoptive mother's "birthday".
As the "partner" of this operation, Lord Randyll Tarly of Horn Hill also valued the young and handsome black-haired knight in front of him, whose smile was as pleasant as spring breeze.
"If Sam is not honest, you can beat him up." The bald nobleman on horseback said to Renly who was riding beside him: "You can discipline him as you like, just don't beat him to death."
"It won't be that exaggerated, Lord Tarly, and facts have proved that corporal punishment cannot fundamentally solve Sam's problem." Renly smiled when he heard this: "But I will return to Dragonstone soon, and it will not be easy for Lord Tarly to see his son."
"His mother will miss him." The bald nobleman couldn't help turning his head to look at the fat boy riding a pony and shrinking his head around the knights behind him, and his eyebrows tightened subconsciously.
"He is the only heir of the Tarly family. I urgently need him to change. If he keeps like this--"
The middle-aged noble didn't say anything, but the emotion he conveyed was quite cold, as if he didn't have much affection for this son.
Renly didn't care about it. He had been talking about this for a long time these days, and he was already familiar with this.
"I will try my best to train him. If it works, I will write to Lord Tully."
"Thank you, Lord Renly." Lord Tully nodded: "I will also help keep a close eye on those lords."
Renly thanked him politely.
After a long journey, the lords of the Reach have made a clear statement of their position in the face of the possible turmoil in the future. Although this cannot completely turn the Reach into a staunch supporter of Baratheon, it has stabilized the situation here and will not be easily infiltrated.
Renly believes that if the Targaryen really makes a comeback in the future, then unless the war situation is obviously one-sided against Baratheon, it is unlikely that the lords of the Reach will have other thoughts.
And if it is really one-sided, then one more Reach is not much.
Renly was basically satisfied with this result, but if it weren't for the initial support of Lord Tully, this matter would not have been so smooth. So Renly thought about it and agreed directly to Randyll Tully's request for his son to be his squire.
A few years ago, when he attended his second brother Stannis's wedding, he and Garlan Tyrell of Highgarden were knighted by Stannis, but he never took anyone as a squire because he had no shortage of people to help wear armor and take care of horses. However, he didn't feel any trouble in taking in a younger brother now.
"I just don't know if this little fat guy has the aura of a protagonist. After all, he is the one who survived to the end in that drama. He got promoted, made money, and had a wife. It's really a high configuration."
The secret murmur did not affect the superficial courtesy. After seeing him off for a long time outside Horn Hill, Lord Randyll Tully finally rode back to the castle, and Renly led the members of the Knights to rush towards Highgarden.
Because there was a small burden in the team, they were not traveling very fast, but the distance between the two places was not far, and they finally returned to Highgarden after five days.
Riding into the castle, countless eyes were fixed on him, but before he could get a firm foothold, someone came to inform Renly that the mother of the Duke of Mace, Renly's adoptive mother, Olenna Redwyne, wanted to see him immediately.
