Savior

The villagers whispered, they thought that what the young and handsome master said was a lie.

Patrick, Desmond and the servants had more experience. Just based on the adjective of the strongest man in the Seven Kingdoms, they also knew that Arthur was talking about the Mountain.

The strongest fighter under Lord Tywin, and the knight with the least knightly sense, Gregor Clegane!

Ironically, the person who conferred him the title was Rhaegar, the prince of the Dragon family who was famous for his benevolence and charity in the Seven Kingdoms.

"How is it possible? If the Mountain did such a thing, Lord Tywin would have skinned him without King Robert's order." Patrick looked disapproving.

Although Desmond also thought that this was impossible, he did not speak out against it because of his trust in Arthur.

After talking to each other, the nearby villagers concluded that this was a lie.

But in order to protect the face of the master, they did not deny it.

"Whatever the master says, that's what it is."

"Even if he really did all the evil in the world, we can only bear it, because we are just ordinary people?"

Only a little girl asked curiously: "This is not the same as the story told by the grandmothers. There should be a hero to save us."

Patrick smiled and said: "Silly child, if it is really the Mountain that attacks, how can there be a hero to save you? Under the sword of the Mountain, the hero can't protect himself."

After hearing these words, Arthur swallowed back the words that he wanted to say to let the villagers flee as soon as possible, and changed to another version.

"The prophecy is not over yet. There will be a tall, handsome and handsome man who will come here with the faith and hope of all the upright and kind people in the world to save you from fire and water, life and death."

Since he has decided to fight the Fish Wolf Alliance, why should he let these villagers escape?

Why not start from here, stop the Mountain, or even kill the Mountain?

As soon as this thought arose, it took root in his heart and could never be shaken off.

Right here, right here in the village of Shel, let all the evil deeds of the Mountain end, and let all the people in the riverlands who have suffered because of it no longer suffer this unprovoked disaster.

The little girl who asked the question earlier clapped her hands happily, "Who is this tall, handsome gentleman? Can you tell me his name?"

Arthur replied loudly: "His name is Arthur Bracken, and he is called Arthur the Righteous by kind people. Of course, after this battle, people may call him Arthur the Brave, because he bravely repelled the demons and kept the people in the riverlands from being disturbed."

Patrick couldn't help laughing when he heard this, and he clapped his hands on the table beside him.

Desmond and some servants tried their best to suppress their urge to laugh wildly.

The old village chief didn't understand, and asked: "Who is this righteous Arthur? Is he a famous knight?"

Desmond smiled and pointed at the Lord of the Red Mill, and said: "It's this gentleman."

Although the village chief was confused by Arthur and the group's actions, he also maintained the proper etiquette.

Maybe he was a young man full of fantasies. Wasn't he like this when he was young?

He longed to protect the village and longed for the recognition of the villagers.

The sixty-year-old village chief looked like he was sixteen at first glance.

His tone became more sincere: "Then I would like to thank you on behalf of all the villagers. Thank you for coming thousands of miles to save us."

Arthur heard this slightly sincere word and felt that his choice was not wrong.

"We will meet again in more than a month."

After that, he ordered to leave.

Although Patrick and others laughed at Arthur's actions and words, they also listened to the words of this companion.

After the group quickly packed up, they rode away.

As for the poor red horse, I think it will be treated well.

...

After walking for a long time, when Patrick felt that he no longer laughed when facing Arthur, he urged the horse under his crotch, strolled to Arthur's side, and asked:

"I still don't understand why you said such a thing in that village?"

Desmond also rushed to the side of them, listening to Arthur's explanation with his ears perked up.

The Lord of the Red Mill thought about it and decided to continue to pretend to be a charlatan: "You don't need to figure it out, this is what I saw and heard in the prophecy."

Patrick held back his surging laughter and asked: "Which god told you? The Seven Gods, the Old Gods, or the recently active God of Light?"

"This god is called Martin." Arthur replied, "He is not a well-known god, but his magic power is far beyond people's imagination."

Desmond had a blank expression on his face. After hearing Arthur's words, he smiled and shook his head and said, "I thought Mr. Arthur was a serious person, but I didn't expect him to be such an interesting soul."

Arthur denied his words, "This is not interesting at all. This is true. Martin is really a powerful new god. He told me many things. In the future, as our relationship improves, I will slowly tell you the words of this new god."

Since you want to pretend to be a charlatan, then pretend to be all the way.

The god's name is Martin, and the believer now is only Arthur himself. The miracle is that everything Arthur says is true.

"But your new god has no miracles, temples, or monks to serve him!" Patrick said anxiously, feeling that he had found the unreasonableness in Arthur's words.

"What wrong view is this?" The Lord of Moulin Rouge forced a look of surprise on his face to prevent himself from laughing out loud. "Does a real god need these useless things that false gods need?"

Desmond saw that Arthur had been acting serious and not joking, so he said seriously: "But how do you prove the existence of this god Martin."

Arthur was also caught by these words.

How to prove the existence of a person who does not exist in this world?

But he reacted quickly and first fooled these two people.

"I will make more predictions for God Martin. At that time, the successful verification of a few things will prove his existence, and time will be on our side."

Patrick was very serious about the competition, "Then, can you predict what will happen to me in King's Landing?"

Arthur looked at him and said, "Your influence is too small. God Martin doesn't want to waste his divine power prophesying for you."

"Then let me talk about a person with great influence. If your God Martin cannot predict him, then he will be a joke made up in your mouth."

Patrick pondered for a while and then gave the person he wanted to know: "Let's talk about the newly appointed Hand of the King, Warden of the North, Lord Eddard Stark of the Stark family."

Arthur carefully considered the plot direction of the original work and found that he, a little lord, could not affect Ed's death in any way, so he decided to tell what happened next to Ed.

But before the prediction, the complicated skills must be displayed.

This is the first step to convincing people.