Chapter 733
Doniphos's expression changed, and finally he lowered his eyes, concealed his anger and killing intent, and asked softly: "You haven't said a good word for Daenerys for almost half a year. We thought you were concerned about the power of the Allies, now it seems that , doesn't seem to have a secret?"
"I was wrong, I misunderstood the revelation Lord of Light gave me," Benerro wiped his face and said sullenly, "She is not the savior, but I For years, she has been preaching that she is, and it's a done deal, and it's impossible to change it!"
Doniphos' fat face twisted.
"Then who is the savior?" he asked blankly.
"I don't know."
"Long Night is coming, you don't know?" Doniphos raised his volume.
"Perhaps, it's Stannis Baratheon of Westeros." The tattooed High Priest hesitated.
"Stannis?" Doniphos gradually found the "unknown a nobody" from his memory.
"The Kinslayer who killed oneself younger brother with Blood Sorcery?" Lord Triarch said with displeasure: "What is Lord of Light doing, how can a Kinslayer be the savior? Why don't Daenerys be the savior? !"
Uh, King has a saying that virtue does not match, the savior is more "high level" than King, and should also have moral requirements.
“Didn’t Azor Ahai also kill oneself’s wife? Without the determination to kill everything, can he become the savior?” The tattooed face blushed and argued.
"Wife killing is different from murder kin, forget it..." Doniphos shook his head, "Whoever chooses to be the savior is the Lord of Light's business, we don't care, but Sun and the mob outside , how are you going to deal with it?"
"Sun goes out and probably won't reappear in ten or twenty years. This is not something I can handle." Benerro shook his head.
"Ten years, twenty years..." Doniphos was pale, his eyes were terrified, and his chubby body was on the verge of collapse.
"The last Long Night lasted a whole generation. That generation never saw Sun from birth to starvation. They thought the world was so cold and dark."
"I, I thought it was a legend, and legends are always exaggerated," Doniphos said weakly, resting his hands on the arm of the chair.
"A generation..." He forced himself to his feet and said solemnly: "Your High Priest, I need you to help me buy some time."
" Buying time for what?" Benerro wondered.
"I need time to collect all the food and cold-proof materials on the market." Doniphos coldly said.
“And then?” Benerro quivered.
"Then I will seal the Black City."
"What about the Volantis and slaves?"
"Can the faith of the Lord of Light feed them? ' asked Doniphos rhetorically.
Benerro shook his head hard.
"Even Lord of Light can't help them, what can I do?" Doniphos said helplessly with his hands spread.
"But..."
"No but!" Doniphos waved his hand, and his mouth was close to Benerro's ear, whispering: "Remember, the hard life Let the people need an anaesthetic called 'hope', and they give birth to the most devout faith in hope.
But when faith cannot satisfy the hope of believers, hope immediately turns into the deepest despair, and faith will also Become a curse...
You should understand that saving everyone is killing everyone.
I will give Red Priest access based on the results of your work Black Wall.”
Doniphos took two steps back, stared at High Priest playfully, and asked with a smile, “How?” Sweat beaded, cheek muscles kept twitching, and stormy sea appeared in the blue eyes that used to be as quiet as a deep pool.
"Let me think about it." He let out a weak, fly-like sound.
"There's no time, listen, look!" Doniphos pointed to the window, and the shouts of 100,000 devotees came in waves like a tsunami, almost drowning the magnificent Temple of Red God.
"I can't lie to believers." Benerro looked at Lord Triarch pleadingly.
Doniphos smiled, "Don't worry, you don't have to lie, there will be another person who will act as a punching bag for the people's grievances."
"Who?" Benerro sighed in relief, his face Also recovered three points calmly.
"Faat Duzimu in Westside has been active recently, I think he can replace General Alios who died in the Gulf of Grief." Doniphos indifferently said.
Faat Duzimu, the former Tiger Cloaks (slave Warrior), later joined the Duzimu family of a small businessman, was captured by the Dragon Queen when the Ghis coalition besieged Astapor, and then became Astapor's super VIP partner, and has been flying since then Soaring road to fortune.
Recently, Fat Faat is not even satisfied with the skyrocketing wealth, he began to have a higher pursuit: become a Triarch and move the family into the Black Wall.
Alios, one of the three Triarchs selected by Volantis after the Dragon Queen set fire to the Black Wall tower, was also the commander of the Allied Second Fleet, and eventually sank into the sea with the Second Fleet.
Therefore, there is a gap in the three Triarchs of Volantis, and there is hope for Fat Faat to fill it.
To this end, he also joined the Tigers, who were aggressive towards Slaver's Bay.
"Yes, it's getting darker and cooler, but it's not the end of the world! Long Night or something, more of a deceiving joke."
Faat accepts On Doniphos' terms, he was given the promise of being the next Triarch, and he immediately took to the streets as a Triarch candidate - just as his countless seniors had done.
"Don't panic, you don't need to rush shopping. It is known that the winter in the northern population has come, and winter has no effect on Volantis impossible.
I swear, tomorrow It will definitely be a sunny day. Even if it continues to be cloudy tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow...the day when the sun shines will always come.”
The slogan “Tomorrow is a sunny day” barely appeased the people. Panicked, Volantis temporarily regained his composure.
In places that the ordinary person could not see, a large number of materials were transported into the Black Wall. The nobles in the Black Wall took off their silk costumes and put on their ancestral iron armor, gradually replacing the original guards of the Black Wall—— Tiger Cloaks (slave Warrior).
At the same time, as the garrison of Volantis, the Tiger Cloaks were loaded onto a ship by Triarch on the grounds that "the battle of Meereen, the Allied forces were victorious, and the Tiger Cloaks were required to go to Meereen to maintain order" and transported to Slaver's Bay—— At this point the Volantis Triarch didn't know the outcome of the Meereen showdown, they just wanted to send unreliable Tiger Cloaks to the front as cannon fodder.
Black Wall, an oval city wall forged by the immortal stone of Valyria, 60 meters high, can accommodate 24 horses running side by side without colliding with each other.
Apart from dragon, no one has ever conquered the Black Wall.
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What happened in Volantis is not an exception, the same thing is still happening in Lys, Pentos, Myr, Braavos, even Jade Sea various cities, Far East Yi Ti and other city-states take turns.
The method is different, but the essence is the same: before the common people react, collect all the substances that can be collected, lock the gate of the towering castle, live a peaceful life of oneself, and wait for the next Azor Ahai to end the Long Night .
The advantage of the upper class is not only reflected in the possession of social resources.
In modern society, some people say that information is money, and that's true. Master the most timely and accurate information, and the brain can also become a Buffet in seconds.
In the world of Song of Ice and Fire, in the fact that Long Night has come, information equals a chance to live.
Well, not necessarily.
ordinary person gets accurate news, and has no financial, material or human resources to oppose heaven and change fate.
In winter, civilians starve to death.
A winter that lasts for three years and a Long Night that lasts for 20 years are not much different to the ordinary person—either freeze to death or starve to death.
Similarly, the three long winters and the long night of a generation have an impact on the great nobles... well, they also have an impact, they can no longer enjoy luxury, can't hunt, can't To participate in the Tourney, they also have to learn a skill they never had before - living on a budget.
But no matter what, the lives of the nobles and the continuation of the bloodline were not affected.
Thinking about it this way, it seems that Long Night is not very terrifying anymore.
Those who don't deserve to die always die, and those who deserve to die always live. What's the difference between Long Night and Chang Dong?
Alas, such a world is really disappointing!
Well, at Westeros, there are people cheering excitedly for the disappearing Sun.
"It's finally here, wow ha ha, Long Night is finally here!" After getting the exact answer from Euron, Cersei's ecstasy, exhibit one's feelings in one's speech.
In other city-states, after Sun disappears in front of everyone, most transcendents can guess what happened to the set off by sensing Magic Power Tide.
But Westeros is a desert of transcendent power, and more than ninety-nine percent of people didn't even notice the change in Sun, just thought it was cloudy again today.
——Sun rises from the east, but Westeros is called "Sunset Lands". When Sun goes out, it is about ten o'clock in the morning on Meereen, and Westeros is right in front of Dawn.
So, when Westeros woke up, the weather was very gloomy today.
Of course, ninety-nine percent of people don't find anything unusual, but that doesn't mean everyone doesn't know.
For example, Euron knows.
The Guild of Alchemists knows.
The Seven is no longer seven pieces of wood, even Church's Most Devouts know it!
They even got full confirmation from Mother.
Well, Mother Dany took the time to text every 100Devotion Unit follower "Long Night has come".
——Long Night is coming, and Mother can't say it without saying a little.
Church found out, and Euron "reluctantly" took the four Warrior's Sons to find the Cersei Great Emperor and told her about it.
Cersei Great Emperor wears a coat of pure white fox fur with a collar. The pure white fur makes her blush and delicate skin.
She took a few steps to the balcony and pointed to the barefoot Sparrow in gray linen who was shouting "whore Queen" outside the Red Keep, with a vicious smile on the corner of her mouth. The Red Keep demonstrated once, it's so damn bad, it's time to have a Long Night and starve them all to death."
"And Daenerys," Cersei's face got even bigger, "also I don't know if that little bastard is dead. If she hasn't died in the hands of the Allies, then call her to guard the Wall and fight Others. Didn't she come up with a 'unified anti-ghost front' long ago?
She won't die, who will?
hahaha..."
Cersei looked up and laughed.
The anguish of being locked in the tower by the old Septa these days dissipated in an instant.
"Queen Cersei, decide your words!" An iron armored Knight with a seven-pointed star printed on his chest angrily shouted.
"You dare to yell at me?" Cersei's eyes widened, the flames of anger condensed in her eyes, as if the next moment was about to turn into two Fire Dragons, flying out, can not tell good from bad The poor acid Knight was reduced to ashes.
"Guard, drag this roaring Queen out!" Cersei yelled.
No one answered.