Chapter 894
Randyll Tarly muttered: "Apprentice Holy Knight only has one zero-level dive technique slot, and Level 1 Holy Knight gets a specialized dive technique.
For each dive technique obtained after that, you will be promoted by half a level; Level 1, get a specialty dive technique.
I have six dive techniques, three of which are specialty dive techniques, so I am a Level 3 Knight."
" How do you rank careers?" Jon said curiously.
Hearing this question, Randyll Tarly immediately found the answer in his head.
"Devotion Unit, Understanding of Doctrine, Practice of Doctrine, and Merit for World Establishment." He muttered.
It seems that Mother has sealed a memory that does not belong to him in a remote corner of his memory sea. He needs to find it slowly, or one of the memories is triggered by external information.
Just as Mother Dany taught High Sparrow and Saint Matthew the common sense of transcendent at one time, the introduction to Holy Knight is also stored in Randyll Tarly's mind.
Fearing that the extra information would confuse the believer's memory, she burned it "on the empty edge of the hard drive."
Well, far from normal memory.
This won't affect his original memory, but it has the side effect of not being able to notice the information all at once.
Digesting the memory in his mind, Randyll added: "I believe in The Seven, or one of the Seven, for example, I believe in Warrior.
Not only do you need to understand the doctrine, It is also necessary to recognize the doctrine from the heart and use the doctrine as a code of conduct.
To build merit for the world means to do things that are beneficial to the people, society and the world.
The combination of the above is the standard for Mother's gift of divine grace."
"Uh, it is beneficial to the people, society, and the world..." Jon with an awkward face, Nandao : "I thought it was a contribution to the Church."
"The essence of the teaching of The Seven is to make human beings evolve from thought to Soul, to a more perfect direction, and to make the world a better place." Randyll Tarly Repeat what Saint Matthew taught him.
"Isn't it good for the world to kill Others?" Then, he said.
"That makes sense." Jon looked thoughtful gracefully.
"I know Holy Light and Holy Heal, I've never heard of the others, Earl Randyll, can you tell me? Like that Holy Fire." Bronze Yohn said curiously.
Randyll Tarly brows frowned, a little reluctant.
But as soon as he turned his head, the new Holy Knight around him were all looking at oneself, and he couldn't refuse.
"Holy Fire, Smith's Fire, can be attached to weapons and cause powerful damage to evil things," he said.
"Fire like with Melisandre's weapon?" Bronze Yohn said immediately.
"Probably better than Red Woman's sorcery, Holy Fire can burn the sword and armor of the enemy." Randyll Tarly said.
"Ah!" The people around couldn't help but exclaim.
Jon is very skeptical, Bronze Yohn is skeptical, and even Randyll oneself looks unsure.
"Why don't you, Earl, give us a demo," Yohn urged.
Randyll began to stir in his heart, his hands were itching unbearably, but he still sullen his face and refused: "How can you show off the dive technique at will in the public?"
"Understand every self of oneself. It's the basic common sense in Knight's training." Bronze Yohn argues with the courage of one's convictions.
"Well, you're right, but not here, let's go to the Sept drill field!" Randyll Tarly hesitated.
So, a group of people shuaa left the Grand Plaza.
In the wide drill field, Randyll Tarly holds an iron sword in each hand.
"Smith, please bless me!" With incantation, the golden flame glyph flashed between the eyebrows, and then, "bang!" golden flame.
Then everyone was shocked, the iron sword quickly turned red, and before Randyll could swipe, the tip of the sword melted and dripped with dark red iron juice.
"chi chi chi..." The ground was scorched with strands of water vapor.
The exhausted dive power also awakened the sluggish Knight.
"Sorry, I didn't control the strength." Randyll dispelled Holy Flame and threw away the scalded sword with a hot hilt, more excited than embarrassed, "Smith is above, Holy Flame is so strong! It seems that in the future Practice more, or you will destroy oneself's sword without hurting the enemy."
"Smith is on top, you can really melt gold and iron." Bronze Yohn was shocked.
"Specialty like dive technique, Strength, Physical Power, Warrior's Sword, I can't demonstrate it. My dive power just ran out." Randyll frowned.
"Smith Holy Fire draining a lot?" Jon asked.
"I didn't control it well, the divide power was all output in an instant, and the sword was burned out." Randyll Tarly said.
"Strength is for strength, Physical Power for strength, what about Warrior's Sword?" Jon said curiously.
"Warrior's Sword can provide a lot of sword technique experience and help me improve my sword technique level."
Here, Randyll, who has always been serious, couldn't help showing regret, "If I was able to get the 'Warrior's Sword' feat as a teenager, and now I have to say that I have reached Arthur Dayne's sword technique realm."
Soon, Randyll Tarly left, and he went to Sept to pray to Mother, As he left, the crowd soon dispersed.
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“Earl Yohn, do you feel that the Church of The Seven has changed a lot in the last year or two...it’s like changing A Church?" Jon asked hesitantly on his way back.
"There was no Divine Vestige before, but now Divine Vestige appears every day, it is said to be because of the Great Protector of Light.
dragon is a magic power conduit that connects mortals to Spiritual God's world." Bronze Yohn relayed the explanation he heard from Septon.
"Not only Divine Vestige, but the teachings and systems have changed a lot. There were no Cleric, Wyvern Paladin and Demon Hunter Paladin before." Jon's eyes flashed, and he whispered: "It's like changing someone else. The Seven."
Bronze Yohn growled like a dragon with a stomped tail, "blasphemy, Jon Stark, you're blasphemous! I'm going to report you to the Church."
The King's Landing people on both sides of the street looked over indifferently.
Jon was very embarrassed and a little annoyed, and growled: "Lord Earl, don't forget, you are now wearing the skin of a red heart!"
Bronze Yohn subconsciously After taking a look at oneself, he saw that there was no sign of a flaming red heart on his body, so he was sighed in relief, but when he regained his senses, he was no longer angry and shouting.
"Ai, you're poking at my heart!" he lamented, "I don't want to be allegiance to Stannis either, and if the Vale soldiers return home safely, I'd like to follow Randyll Tarly as an example. , leave the title to his son, oneself put on a colorful cloak, and the rest of his life will only serve The Seven."
"Iron Throne, I found Iron Throne!"
Jon was trying to comfort the old man Knight said a few words, and suddenly there was a loud Knight shouting excitedly from the front.
A true flame red heart Knight.
Uh, no...
When Jon stepped forward and saw Knight's face clearly, he realized that he was a pocky-faced Knight Richard.
"Stannis Your Majesty, we found Iron Throne, so it flew to Flea Bottom."
Ser Richard ran from the burnt slum and jumped on horseback , hit the horse and ran wildly in the direction of the city gate, shouting the name of Second Stag while running.
Jon stopped to look around, but saw the streets were a mess, covered with charred garbage and black stinky water, and the shops on both sides were only charred ruins.
The poor with numb expressions and tattered clothes are looking for valuables in the ruins.
This is King's Landing's famous poverty-stricken place, Flea Bottom.
"Your Majesty!" Second Stag strode along with a group, and Jon and Yohn immediately saluted him.
Second Stag was very excited. His face was as pale as a dead man, and at this time it also glowed with the red light of a living person.
Greetings to the two little brothers, he just casually nodded, saying: "Richard found the missing Iron Throne, you guys come and see too."
Jon is absolutely necessary With a sound of earth, join Second Stag's team.
After the Red Keep was blown away by hundreds of tons of Wildfire, the flaming red heart Knight went to explore the ruins. They found the throne room where King was meeting, but not the iron chairs representing the rights of the Seven Kingdoms paramount among the pile of wrecked tiles that once formed the throne room.
Aegon's conquest of Westeros required every surrendered Seven Kingdoms noble to surrender their sword.
There are more than 1,000 swords in total.
The "Black Dread" Balerion Dragonflame was first baked into shape, and then crafted by Smith for fifty Nine Heavens before it was finished.
The Iron Throne weighs three tons and is five meters high. It is covered in spikes, horns and twisted blades, and the back of the chair has many spikes. It will only make you uncomfortable to sit on, let alone the back. , even twisting buttocks may scratch the body.
Aegon the Conqueror designed it this way.
He thinks King shouldn't sit too comfortably, be wary of oneself's throne like a chair.
Iron Throne is to Westeros what Mr. He's Jade is to Huaxia Heavenly Dynasty.
Second Stag can opt out of the Red Keep, but if he still wants to be the legal King of the Seven Kingdoms, he'd better sit on that iron chair.
“The Seven is on top, from Red Keep to Flea Bottom, at least 5 kilometers, how heavy is that iron chair?” Ser Justin exclaimed.
The stocky Suggs Knight disapproved: "Last night when I was defending the Wights breakout at the Gate of the Gods in the west, I also saw a Twisted Dragon skull on the road.
It was Targaryen's dragon skull, which flew out of the Red Keep and flew for more than ten kilometers."
"The explosion was too terrifying last night, and the foundation of the Red Keep was lifted. No matter how heavy the Iron Throne is, it can have Red Keep itself heavy?" Pock-faced Richard asked in fear.
"Hey, King, would you like some brown soup!" As soon as they turned a narrow alley with a cross-flow of sewage, a rude loud voice greeted them playfully.
Second Stag turned his head to look, and saw an open thatched shed beside the unpaved slate intersection. Inside the shed was a large iron pot with a diameter of two meters, gurgling white steam and strange sweetness. The fragrant meat smell came out of the pot.
Two big men stood on the wooden table beside the boiler, holding shovels, shoveling the food in the pot, smiling and watching them whole group.
Among them, the tall, square-faced man was an acquaintance of Dragon Queen, and Shiquik
Around the intersection, the houses sat close to each other like fish, and they were all burnt black and broken. The unkempt people crowded into the broken house with the collapsed courtyard wall, snuggling together to keep warm, and waiting for the brown soup to cook together.
At this time, they heard the voices of people outside, and they stared at them with clear white eyes.
There is almost as much resentment in his eyes as there is fear.
Hundreds of eyes, densely packed, appear to grow on a giant rare beast.
I don't know how Second Stag felt, Jon felt his scalp numb, his palms sweating, and he could not wait to turn around and leave.
"Thanks to Mr. King Hongfu, the food has been very rich in recent days, why don't you come and have fun with the people!" Shiquik said with a smile.