Before the ruins, Cersei was hit by a sudden whip and fell to the ground. She covered her cheek and looked up at Kevan in disbelief. A bloodstain was swelling at a speed visible to the naked eye, extending from the bone to the lower jaw.
Her long golden hair was draped loosely over her shoulders, making her look extremely embarrassed.
"Uncle Kevan...
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Cersei was shocked and angry, pointing at Kevan: "You... how dare you hit me?"
"Cersei Lannister!"
However, Kevan turned a deaf ear, his hand holding the riding crop as steady as a rock, and his green eyes filled with anger.
"You colluded with Bonifer·Hasty and Osmun Kettleblack·Kettleblack in an attempt to rebel. You even planted wildfires in the palace of the Seven Gods and killed your father Tywin Lannister with your own hands, as well as hundreds of royal nobles!"
He paused, his voice suddenly rose, and he accused. "You are...Kinslayer!"
As soon as these words came out, there was a sudden silence around the ruins.
Kinslayer!
The weight of this word in Westeros is thousands of times heavier than any accusation.
The old and new gods have cursed Kinslayer. It is said that their souls will forever fall into the seven levels of hell and suffer the pain of burning.
Even the "Kingslayer" Jaime Lannister killed the mad Aerys Targaryen, a king who was not related to him by blood, and he still suffered from decades of infamy.
At this time, Cersei is facing the accusation of killing her biological father!
The Lannister soldiers looked at each other in confusion. Just now, they were excited and clamoring to destroy Flea Bottom, but now their anger was replaced by confusion and incomprehension.
To put it bluntly, I was confused.
What the fuck is going on?
Didn't Queen Mother say Sept was fried by Vito·Corleone?
Why is Lord Kevan now saying...Queen Mother did it himself?
Why is she doing this?
What good does it do her to blow up her father and hundreds of nobles with her own hands?
Not only the soldiers, but also the surrounding nobles were stunned.
Those who were still crying for their dead relatives just now stopped crying and looked at Cersei with disbelief.
As nobles and lords, they have more things to think about than the soldiers at the bottom.
If what Kevan said is true, then they almost became the knife in Cersei's hand to get rid of her political enemies, but the real murderer will be hiding in the Red Keep to reap the benefits!
Under everyone's gaze, Cersei's face instantly turned pale, and she temporarily forgot about the pain from being whipped.
She never expected that Kevan would know all of this!
Impossible, absolutely impossible!
She had already ordered the Sand Snakes to deal with those alchemists. If she wanted to report the news...
Cersei's eyes quickly glanced at the three Dornish women behind her, and then she shook her head and rejected the idea. After all, their sisters were still locked in the dark prison of the Red Keep, and their interests were completely tied together.
So how did Kevan know?
Cersei's mind was spinning rapidly, but the professionalism of many veteran actors caused the expression on her face to quickly change from shock to sadness and anger.
She raised her head and looked at Kevan with tearful eyes, her voice full of grievance. "Uncle Kevan, what are you talking about?"
"How could I... how could I have killed my own father?"
Saying that, Cersei struggled to stand up and took two steps forward with staggering steps. She reached out her hand to grab Kevan's leg, but was indifferently avoided by the opponent's horse.
However, this doesn't stop Cersei from giving a superb performance.
"Father... although he is so strict to me, he is my father!"
"I lost my mother when I was young. My father raised me and taught me how to be a Lannister. How could I kill him?"
"How could I...
Tears welled up in Cersei's eyes, and her whole body was shaking like a candle in the wind, as if she would collapse at any time.
This performance was sincere, coupled with her face that looked pitiful because of her injuries, it was enough to move anyone who didn't know better.
Around the ruins, some nobles could not help but start to waver.
After all, the crime of parricide is too appalling, and they instinctively do not want to believe that a daughter would kill her father with her own hands.
However, as the Minister of Justice, Kevan's face was still cold.
He turned his head and waved to the gold-robed team behind him. "Bring them up!"
Soon, two men in gold robes escorted a skinny man out of the back of the team.
The man was wearing a tattered gray robe, and his left leg was obviously seriously injured, and he was grinning in pain with every step he took.
Cersei's pupils shrank suddenly when she saw the man.
Impossible.
Absolutely impossible!
She clearly remembered that Obaya, one of the Sand Snakes, reported to her personally last night, saying that it had been "taken care of".
"You!"
Just when Cersei was thinking wildly, Kevan sternly ordered the man, "Tell me again what you told me this morning!"
Hearing this, the man walked to the center of the ruins under the escort of a golden robe. He glanced at Cersei fearfully, and then hesitantly said, "My... my name is Harlem, and I am a pyromancer from the Alchemist Guild."
"About half a month ago, Queen Mother Your Majesty sent someone to find me and said that wildfire would be used."
"She said... she said Lord Tywin was going to imprison her in Sept for the rest of her life. She had to find a way to escape, so she needed to use wildfire to create an accident" to divert the attention of the guards."
"I dare not refuse, she is Queen Mother, I am just a pyromancer."
"So I and several pyromancers followed her instructions and buried wildfire under the load-bearing columns and foundation of Sept, connecting them together with grease-soaked wires, just waiting for her signal."
Speaking of this, Harlin's voice began to choke. "But just last night, after all the work was completed... she sent people to kill us to silence us!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes were focused on Cersei.
"You're talking nonsense!"
Under people's suspicious gaze, Cersei immediately pointed at Harlem and retorted sharply, "This guy is lying! Corleone must have bribed you!"
"He slandered me, he slandered me!"
"You have all been deceived by him!"
"I never lie!!!" However, facing Cersei's defense, Harlem angrily pulled open the robe on his chest and testified to himself hoarsely. "If I was bribed, how did I get this injury?"
"Last night, the men she sent killed all my companions, stabbed me twice in the chest, and threw us all into the Blackwater River."
"But I'm not dead!"
"Blessed by the Seven Gods, I was washed by the undercurrent at the bottom of the river to the shallows downstream, and was rescued by a fisherman."
"I lay in the fisherman's shack all night. I struggled to get up before dawn and crawled all the way to the door of Lord Kevan's mansion."
"Because I know that if there is one person in this world who can uphold justice, it is Lord Kevan!"
After he finished speaking, he even spat out a mouthful of old blood at the right time. Coupled with the still bleeding wound on his chest, it was hard not to believe what he said.
Seeing this, Kevan nodded slightly and signaled the golden robe to take Harlin down.
Then he turned back to Cersei and yelled angrily, "If Harlem hadn't escaped and blocked me at the door of my mansion this morning, I'm afraid that even I would have been blown to death in Sept by you."
"Cersei Lannister, you are simply...
Kevan, who has always been upright and well-educated, couldn't find enough vicious words to describe her, and finally just uttered a few words coldly. "You don't deserve the surname Lannister!"
"You are a...Kinslayer!"
As soon as these words came out, Cersei stood there, as if her soul had been drained out of her whole body, her lips trembled slightly, but she couldn't say anything.
But she couldn't just admit defeat.
Absolutely not!
"He's lying!"
Cersei defended instinctively, turning around and pointing to the three Sand Snakes behind her. "They can vouch for me! They have been with me all the time, and they know that I didn't...
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"Yes, we can testify!"
At this moment, Tyene took a step forward very cooperatively and looked around.
Seeing Tyene do this, Cersei felt relieved at least, but before she could relax for too long, she saw Tyene suddenly change her tone.
"I can prove that colluding with Bonifer Hasty, purchasing wildfire, and planting it under Sept were all planned by Cersei Lannister!"
"My sisters and I participated in the whole process and remember every detail clearly."
As soon as these words came out, there was an explosion around the ruins.
Everyone looked at Cersei with wide eyes and anger, and the wave of condemnation almost drowned her.
Cersei looked at Tyene with wide eyes and disbelief. "You... what did you say?"
"I said...
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Looking at Cersei's embarrassed look, Tyene couldn't help but smile triumphantly, repeating word by word. "Cersei Lannister is the mastermind behind all this!"
"Yes!"
At this time, Obaya also stood up, put her hands on her hips and raised her chest. "This crazy woman threatened us with the life of our sister Name Lia!"
"She said that if we didn't help her, people would torture Namei Lia to death in Red Keep Dungeons. We had no choice but to pretend to obey, but in fact we had been secretly collecting evidence in order for justice to be done!"
"This moment has finally arrived!"
The more she spoke, the more energetic she became, and her spit almost flew to the faces of the nobles in the front row.
At this time, Cersei's face had completely lost all color.
Her eyes wandered wildly between Tyene and Obaya, her eyes filled with disbelief and almost absurd despair.
How could this happen?
How could they rebel?
These Sand Snakes are obviously Corleone's enemies!
How could they help Corleone deal with him?
This is impossible.
This makes absolutely no sense!
Cersei's mind was in chaos, with countless thoughts colliding wildly in it, but she couldn't piece together a reasonable explanation.
Why?
Could it be said...
Cersei turned her head sharply, staring at Tyene, and saw the damn Dorne Sand Snakes with an extremely teasing smile on her face.
Could it be that they were acting from beginning to end?
Everything is fake, they were Corleone from the beginning!
A chill rose from Cersei's back and spread to her whole body in an instant.
"You... you are from Corleone!"
Under all the criticism, Cersei finally regained some sense, pointed at Tyene and accused. "You were sent by him from the beginning!"
"This is all his conspiracy! It's him! It's him who instigated you to frame me!"
However, at this point, her accusation seemed so pale to the ears of the surrounding nobles and soldiers.
"Enough!"
The Minister of Justice rode on a black horse and shouted sternly, "Cersei Lannister, you no longer need to quibble, admit your crime immediately!"
"I didn't!"
Cersei shook her head wildly and continued to argue unwillingly, "It was Corleone, he framed me! You were all deceived by him!
These three women are his, they...
"Even if they are from Corleone,"
Kevan interrupted her coldly, "What about Wildfire?"
"Did Corleone buy thousands of jars of wildfire for you and help you bury them in front of Sept?"
"Could it be that Bonifer·Hasti and Osmun Kettleblack·Kettleblack were also summoned by Corleone for you to launch the rebellion on Coronation Ceremony for you?"
"You keep saying that Corleone framed you."
"But tell me, was he the one who put a knife to your neck and forced you to blow up your father with your own hands?"
Kevan almost shouted the last sentence, his chest heaved violently, and the hand holding the riding crop trembled slightly.
As Tywin's annihilation, as the person in the Lannister family who abides by the law and values honor the most, he really cannot tolerate a person with the same blood as him, committing such a heinous crime!
Parricide!
And in such a mean, cruel and reckless way!
In response to Kevan's scolding, Cersei's body swayed, her legs finally dropped and she knelt down on the ground.
"I didn't..." Her long golden hair fell down to cover her face, and her shoulders shook violently.
"I didn't kill my father... I just wanted... I just took back what belongs to me...
"I'm smarter than Jaime and a hundred times stronger than Tyrion!"
"Obviously I am the most suitable heir to the Lannister family, but my father would rather place his hopes on Jaime, who has lost a hand, than let me touch the power!"
"He never regarded me as an heir, he only regarded me as a tool that can be used to exchange interests, a mare that can be used for marriage!"
The more she spoke, the more excited she became, her tears mixed with the blood stains on her face and her paranoid and extremely crazy voice echoed over the ruins.
"I've done so much for him!"
"I married that pig Robert Baratheon and endured more than ten years of humiliation."
"But my father left me alone in the Holy Temple and let those damn Silent Sisters torture me. They made me kneel on the stone slabs with bare feet all day long and walk around carrying a forty-pound cross."
"He is my father! How could he do this to me!"
She cried heartbrokenly and curled up on the ground. The pain she felt when she cried was so real.
However, Lion's tears could no longer win anyone's sympathy, and even Kevan's face was still cold and cold.
"Are you done?"
"As you wish, Uncle Kevan!" Cersei's cry stopped abruptly.
She raised her head and looked at Kevan with tears in her eyes, her eyes full of pity. "I didn't mean it... I really didn't mean it... I was just trying to scare my father, to let him know how powerful I am, so that he would not dare to despise me anymore... I didn't kill him, I really didn't kill him...
Hearing that Cersei still showed no sign of repentance, Kevan closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
When he opened his eyes again, his green eyes showed no hesitation. He slowly raised his hand and his voice clearly spread throughout the ruins.
"Lannisters!"
"You have seen with your own eyes and heard with your own ears the crimes of this woman."
"She murdered her biological father, and also killed hundreds of innocent nobles and civilians, and tried to blame all of this on Lord Vito·Corleone."
"Now, I, Kevan of House Lannister, son of Tytos, sentence Cersei Lannister as Lord Advocate...
As he spoke, Kevan paused, glanced at everyone present, and said coldly, "Death penalty!"
These two words came to everyone's ears like thunder, and everyone looked at him in surprise and uncertainty. It seemed that Kevan Yiran was not so decisive.
Cersei's body stiffened suddenly, and she raised her head to look at Kevan in disbelief.
"No.
"No, you can't kill me, I am Queen Mother, I am Tommen's mother, I am the only heir of Lannister...
"You're just a parricide." Kevan spat out coldly, then waved his hand towards the golden robe behind him. "Hang her up, now!"
Hearing this, two men in gold robes stepped forward, one on the left and one on the right, to lift up Cersei.
Their actions were very rough and they did not treat Queen Mother with the proper respect at all.
Cersei struggled desperately, but her strength as a woman was nothing compared to two heavily armed soldiers.
"No! Wait!"
Suddenly, Cersei, trying to grasp the last straw, suddenly screamed, "Trial by combat!"
"I... I want to be tried by combat!"
As soon as these words came out, Jinpaozi's movements suddenly stopped.
The area around the ruins fell into silence again. Everyone looked at Kai Feng. The Minister of Justice's brows furrowed tightly, and his green eyes suddenly flashed with anger and helplessness.
Trial by combat.
Yes, anyone, no matter what the crime, has the right to prove his or her innocence through combat.
This is the right sworn by the Seven Gods to everyone. No one can refuse trial by combat, not even the king.
Kevan stared at Cersei, his anger almost turning into reality, but he finally gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, you can submit to trial by combat."
"But you must find a proxy knight willing to fight for you."
Hearing this, Cersei's eyes suddenly flashed with a cunning look, and she immediately said loudly, "I want Jaime Lannister Ser to fight on my behalf!"
"No way!"
But Kevan obviously seemed to have guessed her little thoughts and refused coldly. "Jaime Ser is at least thousands of leagues away from King's Landing at the moment. Only when we don't can we allow the trial of a parricide to be postponed until several months later."
"Your trial by combat must take place today, here!"
As soon as these words came out, Cersei gritted her teeth unwillingly, but she knew that this was her last chance to survive. She could only struggle to stand up, and her eyes swept over the faces of the surrounding Lannister soldiers and nobles.
"Sers, who is willing to fight for me?"
Her voice was hoarse and urgent, not at all as arrogant as before, but instead filled with begging for responsibility. "I am Cersei Lannister, the legal heir to the Duke of Casterly Rock, Queen Mother of the Seven Kingdoms!"
"As long as someone is willing to fight for me, I can give him 10,000 Gold Dragon as a reward, and give him a piece of the most fertile land in the Western Region. I will choose it at my will!"
But no one answered her.
As far as the eye could see, everyone looked indifferent, with only indifference and hatred in their eyes.
Those who once knelt down and fawned over her now all avoided her gaze like the plague.
Seeing this, Cersei's heart sank a little bit.
Her eyes swept across the crowd and suddenly stopped on the face of a young knight.
"Lancel!" Cersei rushed over and shouted, "You are willing to fight for me, right, cousin Lancel?
"I know you are very good at swordsmanship. James once taught you... I want you to help me... because we have...
Hearing this, Lancel's body trembled suddenly.
He slowly raised his head, the expression on his face seemed to be struggling, but he did not dare to look into Cersei's eyes.
In the end, he just broke away from Cersei's arm and retreated into the crowd without saying a word.
Not far away, Kevan glanced at his son, his green eyes flashing with complex emotions that were difficult to detect.
He had heard a little bit about the bad affairs between Lancel and Cersei, but Kevan had always stubbornly believed that they were just rumors.
But now it seems...
Now is not the time to chase these.
"It seems that no one is willing to fight for you." Kevan shook his head and said coldly.
Cersei fell to her knees again in despair.
"It's up to you...
,"Please... don't kill me... I won't die..."
Jinpao stepped forward again and held up her arms one on the left and the other on the right.
He untied a roll of mawu from the waist and skillfully tied a noose around Cersei's neck.
The rough numbness scratched her slender neck, causing her to struggle instinctively, but her strength was nothing compared to the two strong men.
Not far away, Tyene excitedly leaned over her head to see Dong Yao more clearly. Obaya crossed her arms with her arms on her chest, with a look of satisfaction on her face that said "it should have happened a long time ago".
Only the youngest Sarella huddled behind his sisters, blinking his big innocent eyes, his face full of worry.
Because she clearly remembered that Corleone had originally ordered that they not be allowed to reveal their identities before his arrival.
But the sisters were talking so enthusiastically right now that everything was shaking, and she had no time to stop them.
Does this... do you think you've exposed your identity?
Sarella bit his lip and secretly glanced at Triene and Obaya.
The two sisters were still discussing excitedly whether Cersei would look ugly when she was hanged, completely unaware that they had gotten into trouble.
"Alas..." Sarella sighed silently.
Forget it, it's not the first time.
At this time, the golden robe had already dragged Cersei towards the half-burnt old Oak Tree tree at the edge of the ruins.
The trunk of that tree was as thick as two people hugging each other, and a thick horizontal branch stretched out about ten feet above the ground, serving as a natural gallows.
A man in a golden robe swung the other end of the hemp over the horizontal branch, and then several more people came to hold the beginning together. As soon as Kevan gave the order, Cersei was lifted up.
Their friendship... was unexpectedly exciting.
Hang Queen Mother!
This happens only once in a few lifetimes!
It's simply more exciting than watching the live broadcast of Queen Mother and Osney in front of Stoke Worth last time!
Unable to resist, Cersei was violently dragged to a branch by the golden robes, and the noose was put around her neck. The rough numbness shook her gently with every breath.
Former Seven Kingdoms Queen Mother At this time, his lips had lost the color of his blood, and his eyes were staring blankly ahead, as if his soul had left this body in advance.
Kevan raised his hand, took a deep breath and said coldly, "Execution...
"Wait!"
However, at this moment, a weak but majestic voice came from the depths of the ruins.
Everyone turned their heads at the same time, looking at the source of the sad voice, and Kevan's look was filled with disbelief.
Under the gaze of everyone, they saw deep in the ruins, the right hand of the Father statue was removed, and two figures slowly stood up from behind that hand.
The afternoon sun slanted down from the gap in the thick smoke, casting a golden beam of light on the first person, as if the Seven Gods were personally crowning him.
The crimson Velvet Robe was riddled with holes, and fine green smoke was still rising from the edges. The lion emblem embroidered with gold thread on the robe had been blackened by the fireworks.
But the outline of Lion is still clearly discernible, standing proudly with its teeth and claws spread out!
It's Tywin!!!
His face was covered with blood and dust, and there was a wound deep enough to the bone below his left eye socket. Blood flowed down his cheek and dripped onto his burnt robe.
Next to him, Tybert·Hesban Ser, wearing red armor, was covered in blood. The armor was full of dents made by gravel. His left arm hung unnaturally by his side, apparently dislocated.
He supported Fengjun with one hand, and held a curled-edged Longsword in his other hand.
Seeing Kevan and the surrounding Lannister soldiers, Tybert's blood-stained face revealed a look of relief, then his legs weakened and he knelt on one knee.
But Tywin didn't fall.
He forcibly broke away from Tybert's support and staggered out of the ruins alone.
The sun shone from behind him, casting a long shadow in front of him.
The shadow stretched over the rubble and ashes, until it reached Cersei who was kneeling on the ground.
"Lion... How can you be so embarrassed in front of maggots?"
Coming to stand in front of Cersei, Tywin's green eyes covered with blood and dust glanced at his daughter. Seeing that Cersei was in such a mess, as if she had seen a ghost, Tywin's eyes were filled with disappointment and contempt without concealment.
"You... can't compare to James in this life!"
A fleeting word, but it was like an extremely sharp dagger piercing Cersei's chest. Her breathing first became extremely rapid, and finally she convulsed and passed out with a "hiccup~~~~" sound.
"Ha..." Tywin sneered, and then looked around the audience, like a lion standing proudly on the top of the ruins, using up the last strength of his body to roar every word.
"I am Tywin Lannister."
"I'm... not dead yet!"