Game of Thrones: I Created the Weave

"Divine Grace is vast."

After listening to the ministers' reports, Joffrey finally spoke.

Tyrion and the others immediately perked up, waiting for the King on high to give clearer instructions.

"King's Landing will be elevated into a Holy City, unstained by filth, punishing evil and promoting good, forever bathed in Light, with boundless power, worshipped by the world, and making mortals submit."

Tyrion heard Joffrey's soaring ambition.

Punishing evil and promoting good, with boundless power—this was no mere Holy City, but a Heaven on Earth summoned by mortals, pouring down endless Karma Fire upon evil and bestowing vast Holy Light upon goodness, creating a Lapis Lazuli World.

But what kind of "evil" would be scorched by the Karma Fire, and what kind of "goodness" would be bathed in the Holy Light?

Wouldn't it all be decided by Joffrey himself?

A Holy City, from that description, sounded more like a war fortress.

Tyrion's mind raced.

Joffrey's words continued, "This grand vision will surely be realized."

"Divine Grace is vast, and the first step is to let everyone in King's Landing bathe in Divine Grace, witness the Light, and devote themselves to the great cause of building the Holy City."

Joffrey knew that King's Landing still had greater potential for development.

As of today, the number of people directly or indirectly involved in the operation of the political, military, or Weave systems within King's Landing is close to a hundred thousand. The rest of the people and resources are merely passively following the situation, not contributing much value.

According to his plan, King's Landing needed to evolve within three years to be capable of efficiently handling the affairs of the Seven Kingdoms, becoming the true political center.

The decrees would be unified and complete.

Only in this way could the Seven Kingdoms be completely integrated into one entity, no longer needing to worry about division.

To achieve this, everyone in King's Landing must become a part of the system, contributing a force to the political operation, becoming screws supporting the colossal machine of power and violence that is King's Landing.

King's Landing would not support idlers.

"The reconstruction of the East Half City is the first step in building the Holy City."

With the combined effect of magic and advanced concepts, the East Half City could accommodate at least a million people, thus meeting the demand for manpower and attracting talent.

"Within this year, this half of King's Landing will begin to take shape, allowing the world to catch a glimpse of the glorious future, willingly dedicating their lives to it, and perhaps allowing the Heaven on Earth promised by The Gods to arrive sooner."

Within this year. Tyrion immediately felt a headache. The King makes a decision on a whim, but it's the ministers below who have to do the work.

Especially him, who is in charge of engineering and finance.

Furthermore, a full-scale war is about to begin, and many supplies and efforts will have to be directed south. Various tasks will only increase, not decrease, and now there is such a tight time limit. Alas.

Hopefully, there are no more troublesome tasks to come.

Tyrion remained silent.

"Now that the personnel in various departments have increased significantly, it is time to move into more formal and professional office stations, instead of all being crowded in the Red Keep."

Joffrey extended his right hand and pointed to the ground of the "Throne Room".

The sunken pool and the Westeros Continent model in the hall instantly turned blank, then were colored, and light particles gradually stacked up, forming a small and exquisite King's Landing.

Tyrion looked at the model.

Not only was the Red Keep perfectly restored, but the Great Sept of Baelor, the Dragonpit, the Street of the Silent Sisters, and even the Brothel that Tyrion often frequented were presented in this model.

Although he had seen many similar maps, Tyrion was still deeply amazed by its exquisite detail.

Looking at such a model, who would have thought that just a few months ago, travel could only rely on rough hand-drawn maps and people's oral descriptions, and even the maps used during wartime were not much different.

This single technology alone was enough to change the course of war and give one's own army a complete advantage.

"Sandor," Joffrey shot a white beam of light illuminating an area directly west of the Red Keep, "The Royal Guard camp will be set up here, guarding the Red Keep nearby and responsible for the defense of the River Gate and the King's Gate."

The Hound lowered his head, "Yes, Your Majesty."

Another red light shone on an area directly north of the Red Keep.

"Tyrion, this land will be used to build the Statistics Bureau station and the Investigation Team camp. Similarly, the Investigation Team will be responsible for the defense of the Iron Gate nearby."

Tyrion knew that the red light shone on the Rich District located below Aegon's High Hill, where the property and separate residences of the Rich Merchants and Noble Families were located. Of course, they had all been summarily confiscated and belonged to the Royal Family now.

"The Engineering Bureau has too many people and will all live here." Another red light shone on the flat ground east of Fishermen's Square.

Tyrion respectfully said, "As you command."

Two golden lights shone respectively north of the Dragonpit and west of Cobbler's Square.

"Ser Jaime, the Gold Cloaks headquarters west of Cobbler's Square is now assigned to the Ministry of War, stationed with eight thousand troops, responsible for training New Recruits and defending the nearby Gods' Gate and Lion Gate."

"The Gold Cloaks camp north of the Dragonpit is also assigned to the Ministry of War, stationed with four thousand troops, responsible for the defense of the Old Gate and the Dragon Gate."

"Both military camps will be rebuilt and expanded. The Ministry of War and the Engineering Bureau must coordinate and plan well."

The Kingslayer nodded silently.

"Elin." Joffrey cast a blue light to the northwest of the Red Keep, "This area will belong to the Ministry of Security. Although it is not within the Red Keep, it is only a fifteen-minute walk away, and transportation is convenient."

Elin bowed in thanks, his face full of reluctance, "After all, I am further away from Your Majesty."

Joffrey smiled slightly, "These places are for the people below. You are all Hands of the King. If you still want to live in the Red Keep, why would I not allow it?"

Elin immediately put on a smiling face. "That's good, that's good."

Tyrion sighed slightly, knowing he couldn't move out. Damn it, from now on, going to a brothel would mean walking all the way from the Red Keep to the West Half City. What a hassle.

"Grand Maester?" Joffrey looked at Pycelle. The old man's eyes were almost completely closed. Pretending to be lacking in energy at a time like this, he really was an old fox.

"What is it?" Pycelle looked startled awake.

"Ah, Your Majesty, please forgive me, old age makes it difficult to stay awake, perhaps the Gods are about to call me..." Pycelle continued to mutter.

Joffrey cast a beam of blue light north of Aegon's High Hill and south of Flea Bottom.

"All the staff of the Ministry of Education will work here. The Grand Maester and his attendants don't need to leave the Red Keep. They can direct from the Light Screen to avoid the fatigue of traveling."

Pycelle agreed repeatedly.

Another beam of purple light shone between the Ministry of Security and the Royal Guard.

"Hannah, the Logistics Bureau's station and transit warehouse will be built here, conveniently supplying the needs of various departments nearby."

Finally, several beams of light shot towards various parts of the city.

"The entire Faith has been successfully reorganized into the Ministry of the Gospel. The Great Sept of Baelor is sufficient, but a more magnificent divine statue is urgently needed."

"The White Sword Tower will still house the Kingsguard after expansion."

"The Academy and Research Institute will be built in Flea Bottom. The Engineering Bureau needs strong support."

"Also the Ministry of Justice and the Ministry of the Navy."

Joffrey looked at Tyrion. "Although Lord Tywin and Lord Kevan are not in King's Landing, preparations still need to be made in advance."

"Tyrion, you are the most suitable person. You will be responsible for site selection, planning, and construction."

Tyrion was already numb.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

So many major projects, and starting simultaneously. Tyrion only hoped that the plans of the various departments wouldn't be too outrageous.

The Gods protect us.

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