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215 Turmoil and End

The end of the 294th year of the Conquest was much more chaotic than other times this year. As the group of ravens in King's Landing Red Fort flew to various parts of the seven countries, a killing operation against the old disciples began in the Westeros continent.

Valley, western border, river land, river bend, north border...

For ten years, the figures of the former foreign disciples were everywhere in Westeros. Most lords did not like these people, but many regarded them as guests of honor.

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 to pretend to be magic through some potions and alchemy synthetic powder, but there are very few who really have magical powers.

However, these people are generally knowledgeable and full of exotic style, and also have different insights and abilities in medical care than those of the bachelor's class. Apart from the old door they mentioned, there is nothing offensive about other aspects.

In other words, whether they were welcomed or not, the disciples had already gained a foothold in Westeros.

However, with the order from King Lin, the initially stable old disciple class became rats crossing the street.

Escape, hiding from Tibet, lurking in disguise, being arrested, hanged, beheaded, tortured and asked for clues...

Blood and death began to appear frequently in all parts of the seven countries, but except for the river besides "coerced" by Lanli, the storm land of the direct line, and the royal family territory, the lords of other territories of the seven countries did not urgently search for this group of people, because this did not bring any benefits to the local lords, but the king's orders also need to be implemented on the surface. At the same time, appropriate blood will help increase the lord's deterrence.

However, no matter how it is carried out, at least, after the start of this hunting operation throughout Westeros, the old group of disciples could no longer be active in the seven kingdoms on the surface, and even in secret activities must be careful.

Some people were very angry about this because their personnel suffered heavy losses and their plans were completely disrupted. Some people were also very frustrated by this because the group of old disciples was not actually a real whole, including several faith factions.

And it is only one of them that really cooperates with Targaryen.

...

"Those people are basically unable to leave the Western continent. The local lords strictly control the ports in various places. Only a few express goodwill to allow them to board the ship and leave. Miss, Benelero, the supreme priest of the Church of Red God, sent a letter, hoping that we can negotiate with the Iron Throne of the Western continent. They cannot withstand the damage of a large number of people."

Outside Westeros, in a bright and fragrant garden, a thin middle-aged man dressed in a housekeeper was standing respectfully behind a little girl reporting the news just now. The tire mark on his face proved his former slave identity, but at this moment he seemed 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 bush of roses, stroking the flowers. After hearing this, she said without looking back: "I reply, there is nothing we can do."

"Will this make Benelo feel dissatisfied?" the housekeeper asked in a low voice. He was obviously facing a little guy about ten years old, but his attitude was very respectful at this time.

"Let him get dissatisfied." The girl snorted and replied: "Who can you blame for your own people for not being reliable in their work?"

"What's the plan for the Western continent?"

"I'm going to contact the people in the Black and White House. If they can take action, it will be less trouble. But it will take some time... Is there any news from Dorn?"

The girl who caressed the flowers finally turned her head and looked at the butler. In the sun, a delicate face with a slightly fat baby face was full of childishness, but her expression was as serious as a little adult, which looked a bit funny at first glance.

But the housekeeper didn't dare to laugh, but answered honestly: "No, Prince Daolang is very cautious and has never contacted us."

"The cunning Dornest, after all, Viseris is his daughter's fiancé, and he hasn't cared about it for so many years." The girl curled her lips, as if she was a little dissatisfied with it, but after thinking about it, she suddenly changed the subject.

"Well, how are you asking?"

When she made plans, she had carefully learned about the situation of the person involved, but she didn't expect that she would lose to this person in the first step. This made her very upset. She felt that she didn't take the people of this era seriously and underestimated her enemies.

"It's still the news before." The housekeeper replied carefully: "About his difficulty in exploring information in the High Court, I only know that he had been kidnapped, but we cannot understand the specific details."

"He is an interesting opponent," the little girl said thoughtfully.

For some reason, she always felt that the name sounded a little familiar, but when she thought about it carefully, she couldn't think of where she had heard of it before...

"Sister Renis!" A cheerful greeting interrupted the girl's contemplation. Looking up, a silver-haired girl in a white silk dress was running towards the place with her skirt in her skirt. Seeing this, the housekeeper bent back and said with tactfulness, and the girl glared at the running person with dissatisfaction.

"How many times have you told me, Danny, I want to call me Sister Renes!"

...

"I'll entrust Sam to you, Lord Renley."

It was still under the Kouling Castle, but more than two months had passed. The Knights who had gone around in circles returned to the departure location, Kouling, and rested for two days. At this moment, it was officially ready to set off and return to the High Court, because in a few days it would be Olena Redwin, the sixty-six-year-old naming day of Renli's adoptive mother.

It has changed a lot of things for not too long. Lan Li, who has lived in Hewan for more than ten years, has changed his low-keyness in Hewan for a complete reputation. In secret, the lords cannot know how to discuss this matter. On the surface, they are very polite to Lan Li, and even respond with great enthusiasm. When they say goodbye and leave one by one, they invite Lan Li to visit, but he politely rejected it by him in the name of "birthday" of his adoptive mother.

As the "partner" of this operation, Count Lan Dao Tali of Jiaoling also attaches more importance to the young and handsome black-haired knight in front of him who is as fond of spring breeze as if he is very fond of.

"Sam has something to be honest, so he can beat and scold him at will." The bald nobleman riding on the horse and said to Lan Li, who was riding a horse beside him: "However you train, just don't beat him to death."

"It won't be so exaggerated. Lord Talley, and it has been proved that corporal punishment cannot fundamentally solve Sam's problem." Lan Li smiled when she heard this: "But I will return to Dragon Stone Island soon. It's not easy for Lord Talley to see his son."

"His mother will miss him." The bald nobleman couldn't help but turn his head and look at the fat man riding a pony with a head-retreated posture, and his eyebrows subconsciously tightened.

"He is the only heir to the Talli family, and I desperately need him to make changes, if this is the case-"

The middle-aged nobleman did not continue to speak, but the emotions conveyed were quite cold, as if he had no feelings for this son.

Lan Li didn't care about this. He had been talking about this for a long time these days.

"I try my best to train him well. If it works, I will write to Lord Talley."

"Then I thank Lord Renli." Earl Tali nodded: "I will help keep a close eye on those lords."

Lan Li thanked him politely.

After a long journey, the overall lords of the Hewan Land have made obvious statements in the turbulent prospects that may appear in the future. Although this cannot completely turn Hewan Land into a die-hard supporter of Baratheon, it has also stabilized the situation here and will not be easily penetrated.

Lan Li believes that if Targaryen really makes a comeback in the future, unless the battle situation is obviously one-sided and unfavorable to Baratheon, these lords in the river bay are unlikely to have other thoughts.

And if it is really one-sided, there are not many rivers.

Lanli was basically satisfied with this result, but if it were not for the initial support of the Count Tali in front of him, the matter would not be so smooth. So for Lanli. Tali wanted his son to be his servant, Lanli agreed directly after thinking about it.

A few years ago, when he attended the wedding of his second brother Stannis, he was named a knight by Stannis with Garland Tyriel of the High Court, but since then he has never accepted anyone as a servant because he does not lack people to help with armor and take care of the horses. However, now he has taken an extra younger brother and he doesn't feel any trouble.

"I just don't know if this little fat man has the halo of the protagonist. After all, he is the last one in that drama. He has a wife who has been promoted and made a fortune, so he is simply a high-profile one."

The secret muttering did not affect the superficial politeness. After seeing off Yu Jiaoling City for a long time, Count Landao Tali finally rode his horse back to the castle, while Lanli led the members of the Knights to rush towards the High Court.

Because there was a small burden in the team, they were not fast, but the distance between the two places was not far. They finally returned to the high court five days later.
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