After reading this, old Sir Adam stopped. He raised his head, his cloudy eyes full of shock.
He looked at Jarell. Leger and found that the other party was looking at him with the same shocked eyes.
The knights around the tomb were silent, and the crackling sound of burning torches was particularly harsh.
A young knight stammered, "No... I can't listen any more!"
"This...::::::. This is the heresy of a madman!"
Adam Sir's fingers were trembling a little, and he regretted opening it, but he still turned to the next page curiously.
The handwriting on this page began to become scrawled and crazy, as if the writer was in an extremely excited mood, and many ink dots penetrated the back of the paper.
Sir Adam's dry lips moved, and he continued to recite the crazy words of the deceased.
"I saw hell, Flea Bottom, I saw children rummaging for food in the rotting garbage, with no light in their eyes,
I saw mothers selling their bodies for a piece of black bread that would keep their children alive for another day."
"But just a few streets away, in the residential area of the nobles, the food that the nobles use to decorate their plates is enough for a hundred such families to survive the entire winter."
Jarell. Leger burst out laughing, attracting everyone's attention. "Sentimental idiots, that's how the world is."
He waved his hand. "We are nobles! This is the right given to us by Seven!"
Sir Adam ignored him and continued reading. His voice seemed to bring out the confusion and pain of the diary owner.
"I asked myself repeatedly, is this the world I swore to protect with my life? Is this the oath sworn by the knights? Is this what Seven believers do?"
"No, it's all lies."
"I went to see my brothers and they said I thought too much. This is the rule of the world and the weak should be stepped on."
"The eldest brother scolded me. He said that our duty at House Foulkeep is to obey, not to question."
"But I can no longer deceive myself. My eyes have seen it, my heart has seen it, and they have forgotten it."
"Forgetting that our fathers and we before this were as lowly as they were."
"My brothers rejected me, and I walked aimlessly in Flea Bottom, feeling lost."
"Until I saw a group of people surrounding a man in shabby clothes. The man was as thin as a dry stick, but there was fire in his eyes."
"People call him Shepherd."
Jarell paused for a moment. He seemed to have seen this name in the corner of some history book.
Sir Adam's voice became deeper, as if he was repeating a forbidden mantra.
"Shepherd's voice is very soft, but it beats the hearts of everyone present like a war drum."
"He said that dragons are demons from Valyria! They should not exist in this land! He also said that nobles are parasites that attach themselves to the people! They suck our blood! They also eat our bones!"
"Who made our children starve to death? Who made our wives humiliate? It's the dragon! It's Targaryen! It's those nobles who are above us! We don't need dragons! We don't need nobles! We just need to get back what belongs to us!"
"I was wearing the uniform of a noble's attendant, and my identity should have made those people run away in fear, but they just looked at me, and I stood there with my feet nailed into the mud, because every word he said was the truth that I had seen with my own eyes."
Everyone fell into a brief silence, with only the crackling sound of torches burning. Everyone was frightened by the lunatic and was about to say more and more outrageous words.
Jarell. Leger suddenly began to find the story interesting. He remembered who Shepherd was. He wanted to hear the end of the story and urged the old knight to continue, "Read on."
"I made my decision."
"I will become Shepherd's guard and use the weapons in my hands to protect those truly pure civilians who are favored by Seven."
"I took off the aristocratic clothes that symbolized lies and put on the most common linen clothes."
"I found Shepherd in a dirty cellar crowded with his followers."
"There are the Smith, there are bakers, there are female branch girls, and there are Beggar...:... The way they look at me is no longer fear, but a kind of scrutiny. I am their brother and sister."
"Shepherd is not a madman. He said that he measured the entire Westeros with his feet and saw only oppression and lies."
"He said to me, Seven Kingdoms The world of the nobles is built on lies, and lies must be destroyed before a new one can be built on the ruins."
"When the people came to Red Keep, they just prayed that the queen would be more merciful, stop imposing such heavy taxes, and stop sending their sons to the battlefield."
"They have no weapons, only humble prayers to stop the war."
"Then, the dragon came."
"The queen sent out her golden dragon, Syrax. It fell from the sky, like a burning sun, Dragonfire swallowed up the people at the front, men, women, and children... They were instantly turned into charcoal, and they didn't even have time to scream."
"I looked at those charred bodies, including an old woman who had given me a bowl of water, and a little girl who always smiled at me. At that moment, Fallow. Foulkeep died. That innocent fool who believed in chivalry was burned to ashes along with those innocent people."
Jarell felt even more interesting when he heard this, and a playful smile appeared on his face, "So, this idiot is going to betray."
There was silence in the cemetery, the wind blew, making a whistling sound, a knight pinched his clothes, and the old knight turned to the next page.
"I told my eldest brother my decision, and he punched me angrily and asked me if I wanted to betray the family and our surname.
Betrayal of our oath."
"I told him, no, I'm going to follow my conscience."
"I left my attendant's sword and my family's crest on the bed. All I took away was a pair of civilian clothes and a determined heart. From that day on, I became a follower of Shepherd and a traitor in the eyes of the nobles."
"I began to teach those civilians how to fight, how to pierce a soldier wearing leather armor with a pitchfork, and how to break open a man's helmet with a hammer. I used the knowledge I learned from the nobles in the past to teach every civilian how to fight."
"Shepherd said, be patient, Fallow, let the anger continue to accumulate, let the hatred ferment to its fullest. One day, the entire King's Landing will be judged by fire, and we only need to wait for that spark."
"Mars came, Queen Helaena died, and the whole King's Landing was swallowed up by the flames."
Adam Old Sir's voice began to tremble. Come on, he seemed to have seen that bloody night, King's Landing riot.