Game of Thrones: I Created the Weave

A dazzling诏令 popped up on the神恩光幕:

"Your Majesty summons you to the王座厅.

—Issued by the秘书处"

The two lines of text flickered continuously in the center of his vision.洛拉斯 had to stop what he was doing and place the paintbrush, stained with gold powder, back into the small box on the table.

This was洛拉斯's private residence.

He was sitting alone in front of a mirror, tracing the blooming gold玫瑰 of his family's纹章 onto a shield-shaped badge.

At this moment, the outline of the玫瑰 on the badge was finished, but only half of it had been painted gold; the other half was still a cold, silvery white.

He longed to finish painting the badge in one go, to see the gold玫瑰 fully appear, and to pray for blessings for the southern allied army.

But the诏令 was still glaring.

With a soft sigh,洛拉斯 put down the unfinished badge.

The神恩光幕 could not be delayed.

Especially not a command issued by the秘书处.

Although this organization only existed on the神恩光幕, everyone knew that it was His Majesty the King's mouthpiece.

洛拉斯 stood up and saw himself in the mirror.

The weather was hot and dry; he was only wearing a thin shirt on his upper body. He couldn't go out like this, let alone go to see the国王.

Calling for a servant,洛拉斯 allowed himself to be wrapped layer by layer in exquisite, formal, and heavy clothing, just like his situation in the红堡, concealing the pain and love in his heart in the deepest layers.

Looking in the mirror, the military uniform was neat and imposing, but he always felt like something was missing.

Right.洛拉斯 remembered. Daily training and the guidance manual on the神恩光幕 required him to be dressed neatly on important occasions, and it wasn't just this kind of neatness.

洛拉斯 took out badges of various shapes.

A brass六芒星, symbolizing the grace of The Seven, was the emblem of the圣战军, worn on the left chest, directly in front of the heart.

A silver全视之眼, a radiant silver triangle, symbolizing the omnipresent Light, was the emblem of the光明会, worn around the neck.

A round badge with an intaglio卍 symbol, symbolizing the selection by the神使, was the emblem of all神恩眷顾者, worn on the left arm.

Anything else?

洛拉斯 recalled blankly. What other identities do I have?

圣战军士兵,光明会 member,神恩眷顾者,洛拉斯 ofHouse Tyrell,百花骑士,Lord Renly's lover.

No,蓝礼陛下 was already engaged to his sister玛格丽. At most, he could only be his骑士.

洛拉斯 hesitated repeatedly, finally leaving behind the gold玫瑰纹章 and fastening a披风 with a宝冠雄鹿. For the国王 in his heart.

Walking out of the room,洛拉斯 headed directly towards the王座厅 along the familiar path.

While walking quickly and exchanging greetings with the廷臣 and ladies along the way,洛拉斯 pondered the purpose of the国王's summons.

Today was Tuesday, so it shouldn't be about him submitting神恩造物.

After being granted神恩,洛拉斯 and others quickly discovered that the formless and intangible power of神恩 could grow day by day and be separated by their hands, entering various ordinary items, thus creating items with magical effects.

The光幕 called them神恩造物 and issued a fixed task: submit eleven神恩造物 every Sunday.

Eleven was just right, slightly less than the weekly increase in神恩 power. The surplus from two weeks was just enough to create another神恩造物. The光幕 would purchase them at market price, or they could be kept for personal use.

洛拉斯 himself kept a火焰短刃, made of龙晶. He heard that龙晶 was most compatible with神恩.

Just two days ago,洛拉斯 had already submitted his share from last week, completing the光幕's task. This week's task deadline was still Sunday, so the summons wouldn't be for this reason.

Perhaps it was to find something for the idle圣战军 to do? After all, they were too idle.

洛拉斯 felt this deeply.

In recent days, apart from the routine tasks assigned by the光幕 daily, he seemed to have completely disappeared from the红堡 and君临. No other errands had come looking for him.

This was originally a good thing. After all, his most crucial identity in the红堡 was a hostage ofHouse Tyrell. He should be content with having nothing to bother him.

But as time passed,洛拉斯 watched with his own eyes as the红堡 changed again and again, and君临 was reformed again and again. The金袍子 transformed into the神恩-favored近卫军, and the新兵 recruited bySer Jaime rapidly transformed, almost like a battle-hardened elite force.

Every day that passed,洛拉斯's understanding was overturned, and his expectation of victory for the southern allied army was reduced by one point.

The feeling of powerlessness was too difficult to bear.洛拉斯 preferred to immerse himself in the光幕's tasks, expending sweat and energy, casting aside all heavy and complicated thoughts.

The光幕 required everyone to run ten thousand steps in the morning. Very good,洛拉斯 not only ran at the front but also doubled his own distance.

The光幕 required practicing sword, spear, and horsemanship, as well as practicing the use of Fire and疗愈.洛拉斯 gave his all, squeezing out every bit of his strength and the Fire granted by the gods, and achieved the top spot on the光幕 rankings every day.

The光幕 required studying documents, history, and tactics.洛拉斯 not only diligently memorized the knowledge provided by the光幕 but also borrowed relevant books privately.

In the weekly exams, except for山姆威尔塔利,洛拉斯 was still the champion.

Even so, the waking hours each day were still too long. The光幕's tasks could only take up half the time at most. What about the other half?

洛拉斯 urgently needed more goals, more work, to keep himself from meaningless melancholic musings.

It must be about the圣战军. The more洛拉斯 thought about it, the more certain he became.

The content on the神恩光幕 was very rich. There were detailed introductions and brief lists of the various departments under the王座, historical records and current territories, titles, and members of the families of the Seven Kingdoms, as well as the神恩眷顾者 and the圣战军.

Loras could see clearly that every week, the number of the Holy War Army doubled, and the Divine Grace Favored Ones also increased by hundreds or thousands.

As of today, the Holy War Army numbered a thousand, while the Divine Grace Favored Ones exceeded five thousand.

A thousand Holy War Army members! Although the power of fire and healing was limited and slow to recover, and couldn't be squandered recklessly, it was ultimately a great power bestowed by the divine. Even in battle, it wouldn't be a problem to hold back an army of ten thousand.

And this number was not the limit. Wait another month or two...

Now it seemed the King had not forgotten this vast power. Loras began to guess the King's plans for him. Surely he wouldn't make me fight against my family?

Loras walked into the Throne Room with trepidation.

Two rows of Gold Cloaks, no, Royal Guards, were solemnly guarding both sides of the hall.

The King stood before the Iron Throne, retracting his scorching, radiant sword, "Dragonflame," from the shoulder of a tall figure kneeling before him.

"Rise. Kingsguard, Brienne of House Tarth."

That name. Loras paused his steps and stared intently at the tall back, which seemed vaguely familiar.

The newly appointed Kingsguard stood up and turned around.

It was her!

Loras was certain. That face was unforgettable, unique, "The Beauty" Brienne.

Wasn't she a loyal admirer of Lord Renly? Why is she here, and even become Joffrey's Kingsguard?!

The King beckoned to him, "Loras, come forward."

The King was summoning him.

Loras approached step by step, a startling guess forming in his mind.

"You know, Uncle Renly is bound to lose," the King said with a light chuckle, stating a conclusion.

"After all, we are blood relatives. I might spare his life, if two Kingsguard members advise leniency."

Loras understood everything.

For the King in his heart.

He lowered his head, knelt on one knee, and offered his sword.

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