Gryn's Military Order

High Septon Zari let out a long sigh. "A septon who takes up an axe is no different from a bandit. Clearly, High Sparrow has also taken himself for a bandit chief, turning his butcher's blade upon the faithful of the Seven."

Gryn gave a slight nod. "The moment High Sparrow chose to seize the Great Sept of Baelor by force, the bloodshed within the Faith of the Seven was destined to continue until..."

His gaze shifted to the man beside him. "...the septons lay down their axes, or they all die."

High Septon Zari shuddered slightly and hurriedly said, "Of course. According to the teachings of The Seven-Pointed Star, septons ought to use faith as their weapon, cleansing the souls of the people."

He clenched his fist. "All septons who take up axes are wicked men who have forsaken the Seven. They should wail forever in the Seven Hells."

"As your friend, Crabb will continue safeguarding the Great Sept of Harren. The 'Holy Knights' and 'Holy Warriors' I left with you will also remain as before..."

Gryn patted Zari's arm. "...at your command."

Zari first bowed slightly, offering Gryn his heartfelt thanks. Then, hesitantly, he spoke. "Lord Gryn, I have heard that, for the peace of the Seven Kingdoms, you will lead one hundred thousand men into King's Landing..."

Seeing that Gryn listened patiently, Zari wiped at the corners of his eyes with his sleeve, a trace of sobbing entering his voice. "When I heard this news, I knelt before the altar of the Seven and wept through the entire night. I was simply too moved. The Gods be praised—when the people of the Seven Kingdoms were struggling amid suffering... you came. You brought a ray of hope to the despairing people of the Seven Kingdoms. You are the