Chapter 79 Faith and Money

a few days later.

A long line stretched out for a long distance, and every family in the entire Andal village packed their luggage and prepared for a family migration.

"Bessie, are we really going to relocate our family?"

At this moment, another teenager, Mir, didn't know how far he ran. Deng Dengdeng ran from the back to the front of the team, found his friend Bessie with a seven-pointed star engraved on his shoulder, and asked.

They didn't even know what was going on, only to see a group of heavily armed regular soldiers surrounding the village that day.

Then the patriarch went out to negotiate with the other party, begging to hand over some property so that the other party would let them go.

However, the distance was too far, and they didn't know what the two sides were talking about, and then they saw that the knight on a tall horse ordered the servant to hand the patriarch a heavy bag.

Then the patriarch returned with a smile on his face, and the soldiers who surrounded the village quickly retreated.

After a few days, the patriarch summoned representatives of the various households in the village, and news spread that the king of the Andals had returned to Andas.

His Majesty the King received the blessings of the Seven Gods, and is the messenger of the gods in the world. The Heavenly Father picked seven stars from the sky to crown His Majesty the King and so on.

In the end, the whole family moved to Andalos City, a city newly established by His Majesty the King, which only had Andals.

From now on, the Andals will never be oppressed by the Roina villages on both sides of the Lorne River.

These two once glorious ethnic groups have now been fragmented under the crushing of the long river of history. Although there are a large number of people in Westeros, there are only you and me left after the great fusion of races.

Only on the continent of Essos, the hometowns of the Andals and the Roinas have such traditional and pure blood Andals and Roinas, and now there are only village-level fights between the two races.

Such exciting news quickly spread throughout the village, and then, under the leadership of the patriarch, the entire village moved to their dream home.

"The seven gods are above."

"It turns out that our merciful Heavenly Father still loves us."

With a pilgrimage mentality, the Andals moved their families thousands of miles to the starting point of the Upper Lorne River.

The Andal kings who were crowned by the Seven Gods built a new city here, and their devout mentality was almost a step away from praying.

During the relocation of this village, they also met people from other Andal villages, who seemed to be relocating their families to Andalos City.

The two migrating teams met face-to-face, but each kept vigilance, did not actively communicate, and continued to walk towards the destination in silence.

The young Bessie held the dagger at his waist in one hand and a simple bow and arrow behind his back. He watched vigilantly at the Andal team that was also relocating not far away, as were the men in the many villages around him.

Then he saw that the other party did not have any malicious intentions, and then he put down some vigilance slightly, and then turned his head to look at his companion.

"It looks like it's really going to be relocated now."

The young man said in a quiet voice.

"Why? Isn't this a liar?"

And another teenager, Mir, was a little anxious when he heard that his companion was also obsessed.

"The seven gods abandoned us long ago, otherwise we wouldn't be bullied by the hateful Royna people."

Mir's voice was a little irritable. He felt that everyone in the village was stunned, and he was the only one who was smart.

"And where did a king crowned by the Seven Gods pop up?"

However, Mir's words made his companion Bessie startled. He did not expect that his friend was questioning the Seven Gods, and then Bessie opened his eyes and scolded.

"Shut up! Mir!"

"Don't say any more!"

He is the son of a warrior selected from the village. Although he is not a knight and has not applied holy oil, but in a small village where there are such good conditions, he can be selected as the son of a warrior if he is strong and good at fighting, and guards the will of the seven gods. .

Bessie's arm is also engraved with the sign of the seven-pointed star, which is his pride and belief, so he naturally does not allow his companions to question the existence of the seven gods.

Bessie's scolding voice was a little louder, which immediately attracted the attention of the surrounding villagers.

The young soldier's son took a slight breath, then waved his hand and told the surrounding villagers that nothing happened, but that he and Mir were chatting.

And Mir's courage was very small. He was so scared that he shrank his neck when he was reprimanded by his companions. Then he was watched by the surrounding villagers, and the anger in his stomach just disappeared.

"Remember Mir, don't say such stupid things again."

"The light of the Seven Gods is beyond doubt."

After Bessie explained it clearly to the surrounding villagers, she turned her head and pinched Mir's shoulder, and spoke to her companion as calmly as possible.

His anger just now also dissipated a lot, because he knew that Mir was such a person.

And Mir nodded like smashing garlic.

"never mind."

Then Bessie's eyes flickered slightly, then she shook her head and took a deep breath.

"Actually, I also think this matter is a bit strange, but there is no way. My mother is also willing to relocate, and it is almost here now."

Bessie was a little helpless about this.

The relocation of the entire family is naturally not a forced order. A considerable number of people choose to stay, and some people also choose to leave.

Homeland is hard to leave.

Bessie didn't want to leave her home, but she didn't know why her mother insisted on relocating.

And the teenager couldn't argue with his mother, and because his father just died not long ago, Bessie didn't want to anger her mother, so she could only choose to come with her.

Mir's parents were also in the same situation. After receiving a sum of money, they chose to follow the patriarch to Andalos City.

Mir also couldn't argue with his parents, so he could only hold back his resentment.

"Faith offensive plus money offensive."

"Your Majesty is indeed a good means."

And in the so-called 'Andalus City'.

Viserys has been learning to ride for the past few days. Now he is sitting on the back of a little white horse. He can walk back and forth even if he grasps the harness, but Viserys cannot control the direction accurately.

And standing under the horse was a young man with black hair. He was still wearing a thin academic robe, but he was wearing an extra cloak. Some were shivering because of the wind. He followed Viserys under the horse while walking. Say.

"Is it?"

"Maester Gunther is overrated."

Viserys clutched the saddle with one hand, his cheeks tensed slightly, he didn't want others to see his nervousness because he couldn't ride a horse, he still pretended to be calm, and said.