Game of Thrones: I Created the Magic Web

Chapter 181: The Awakening of King's Landing

Less than a month had passed since the royal fleet set sail.

King's Landing had completely transformed into an unfamiliar sight: opulent, magnificent, clean, and miraculous.

"The Imp," Tyrion, swaggered down the street, admiring his handiwork along the way—the towering buildings, plazas, sculptures, halls, and even the most inconspicuous sewers.

Passersby greeted him, expressing respect for the hard work of the Hand of the Coin and gratitude for the great achievements of the city's reconstruction.

Ha! This imp, this short, deformed dwarf, was finally receiving some proper treatment!

He was quite pleased with this, but also couldn't help but feel a bit cynical.

So, a heart of stone could be moved by silver stags, and mountains of prejudice could dissipate due to great power.

It turned out that his previous misfortunes were simply because he wasn't strong enough.

Tyrion shook his head and sighed.

He lamented his own narrow-mindedness and ignorance, and also grieved for the foolishness, selfishness, and fickleness of the world.

Regardless, there were many more smiling faces in the city, and the air was filled with a harmonious and relaxed atmosphere.

The shadow of war seemed to have been completely dispelled, leaving no trace behind.

The reason was obvious: the transformed King's Landing benefited almost everyone.

Farmers, fishermen, merchants, artisans, prostitutes—no one could ignore the changes in King's Landing, and no one could remain unaffected.

People watched with their own eyes as King's Landing changed day by day.

The first batch of completed projects were the major core buildings designated by His Majesty the King.

The army barracks were built to rival the most impregnable fortresses, with stone structures that were up to two fathoms wide at their thickest points and tall enough to touch the clouds at their highest.

The city walls were seamless and monolithic.

There were no gates at all; people had to rely on rows of recessed holes in the walls to climb in and out, which served as a training exercise.

In the office areas of various departments, hundred-foot-tall buildings and vast halls rose from the ground, enough to accommodate thousands or even tens of thousands of people working and living at the same time.

If comfort was not a consideration, almost every building could accommodate the entire city's population.

In addition, the Flea Bottom, once a repulsive place that people wanted to avoid, had completely disappeared, replaced by the magnificent, spectacular, and fantastical King's Landing Citadel.

Towers, buildings, long halls, and aerial walkways were interconnected, creating a dazzling dream palace.

The Citadel was not aloof and untouchable.

Many of its surrounding buildings and academies were open to the public; children could receive free education, and adults could also enroll for a fee.

Only the research institute built on the lowest ground in the very center was solemn and orderly, difficult for outsiders to glimpse.

People only knew that the predecessor of the research institute was the Research Department, which had many terrifying rumors and strange objects.

It was inhabited by Maester Qyburn from the Citadel, alchemists, and the henchmen of "The Corpse Maker" Qyburn.

Fortunately, "The Corpse Maker" himself had gone south with His Majesty to fight.

His absence from the city seemed to brighten the Citadel's tone.

Gradually, some people, through hard work and luck, were promoted to bachelors or even masters.

Some of them joined the research institute and then lived in seclusion, rarely seen again.

Even if they were occasionally encountered, their personalities were completely different from before—either indifferent or strangely crazy, unable to communicate normally.

However, many of the city's wonderful creations and changes came from the research institute, benefiting everyone greatly.

The image of the research institute became increasingly mysterious and bizarre.

After these magnificent buildings were completed, many projects that had a more direct and significant impact on the city's people were launched.

The entire eastern half of the city was leveled!

Before that day, the people in the eastern half of the city had lived relatively peacefully.

Although the ownership of the industries and houses had passed to the royal family, the king still allowed everyone to rent or buy in their original places, charging very little or even no fees.

Many people who had to pay rent anyway were secretly delighted, and had no complaints about the royal family's actions.

But on that day, all the civilians and merchants renting here were isolated outside the eastern half of the city, carrying all their belongings and possessions, watching as large areas of houses, buildings, and towers melted and collapsed, turning into wood and rock spread all over the ground.

King's Landing, which had taken hundreds of years to build, was now gone?!

Looking around.

The prosperous town had turned into a desolate wilderness.

The scattered silver-white cloaks adorned it, but they seemed like only a few white stars in the boundless night, insignificant birds and beasts in the mountains and forests.

People stared at the bare hills and land, imagining how the place where they lived had been built up bit by bit, gradually becoming populated with people and markets.

At this moment, what appeared in their minds was the lively scene half a day ago, the crowds, the laughter and shouts, but what their eyes saw was silence and desolation, desolate hills and plains, and forests of wood and stone.

However.

Before people could grieve, cry, or recall the blurred memories, the eastern half of the city moved.

The silver-white cloaks flickered slightly, and the wood and stone on the ground flowed smoothly, like clear water and mud.

Whirlpools formed around the silver-white cloaks, and wood, rock, and dirt swirled and gathered at the center of the whirlpools, then rose from the ground, growing taller and taller.

A miracle!

After the great shock, people quickly broke free from the gloomy atmosphere just now.

It wasn't like they hadn't seen similar scenes before.

Yes, it was just a rented place after all.

Now that it was rebuilt, the space available to everyone would definitely be bigger and more convenient.

Why be so sentimental?

The massive building complex gradually took shape.

People turned to cheering, excited and thrilled to witness such a spectacular scene, and genuinely happy and hopeful for a better future.

Their expectations were not disappointed.

The eastern half of the city opened the newly built areas in cycles of half a day, and it was completely completed in two days.

They moved back in.

But with the large population plus many other refugees, even the first area couldn't be filled now.

The eastern half of the city had completely changed.

A square and tall building was enough to house thousands of people, and there were countless such buildings.

The stone-paved roads were wide and straight, intersecting into crosses that divided the dense buildings into simple and clear squares.

Each area was decorated with sculpture plazas and fountain gardens, surrounded by shops of various structures, which excited the merchants, but also made them wonder which type of shop was more suitable.

People also noticed the countless sentry fortresses scattered throughout the area.

A few people who were blessed by divine grace proudly told the news they had received from the light screen: the Department of the Army would be stationed here, a squad of ten people, responsible for maintaining peace, resolving disputes, and combating crime.

Everyone immediately felt relieved, praising His Majesty's wisdom and justice.

An even more exciting decree then came:

All legitimate rental applications can be approved.

Residential applications are free for three years, commercial applications are free of charge before the end of the year, and half price next year.

As soon as the decree was issued, the people of the entire city went crazy, and even the fishermen and peddlers outside the city couldn't help but be tempted.

To live in such a unique place for free.

Where could you find such a good thing!?

So, the crowds surged towards the eastern half of the city, trying to fill every position in it.

The newly built building complex was able to regain its vitality and become even more prosperous, even the western half of the city, which was also renovated, could not compare to it.

Tyrion was currently staying here.

Obviously, how could people not be respectful to the Hand of the Coin who presided over the situation in the eastern half of the city?

After enjoying the people's flattery to his heart's content.

Satisfied, Tyrion headed towards the Red Keep to meet "His Majesty."

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