Iron Throne Hall.
At the highest point, countless sharp swords cast together by dragon flames are twisted and coiled, forming the seven ultimate symbols of the Seven Kingdoms power.
They shone coldly in the thin light coming in from the high windows, looking stern and cold.
But sitting on this throne is a young king who is incompatible with him, the great Joffrey Baratheon I.
He wore a gold and red crown on his head and wore a gorgeous Velvet Robe, but he kept yawning without any manners.
But you can't blame him, because these days, he has found some new fun.
According to the news from an anonymous Marin·Tran Ser, Your Majesty has recently been keen on using Crossbow to shoot prostitutes found from Silk Street, and does so for fun, often until late at night.
Below, the members of the Royal Council are almost gathered together.
Kevan Lannister, the Minister of Justice, has a serious and rigid face, like the rock of Casterly Rock.
Archmaester Pycelle, with his long white beard almost hanging down to his chest, was as sleepy as the king, but he was standing, so he was obviously of a higher rank.
Intelligence Chief Varys, Li Guangwa brightened his brain...
And sitting on Lower Chair Beneath the Iron Throne, the prime minister who truly rules this country is Lord Tywin Lannister.
The only thing missing is a certain finance minister, and I don't know if no one informed him to come to the meeting.
However, at this time Iron Throne Hall, all members of the Royal Council remained silent because a sickly voice was chattering endlessly.
"Seven Gods above... cough cough cough... the impartial witness of Father...
Gyles Rossby Earl, was standing in front of the emperor at this moment, his body was hunched, coughing constantly, and his sallow face seemed to take his last breath at any time.
She covered her mouth with a silk handkerchief, and every time she coughed it seemed like she had to use all her strength to cough out her lungs.
The high-pitched and stubborn voice mixed with coughing was like fingernails scratching on a blackboard, provoking everyone's nerves.
"I really don't know... ahem... I don't know since when, the laws of the Seven Kingdoms, the sacred laws, can actually... ahem... can be trampled on by the Kingsguard at will!"
"The one who was killed was... ahem... it was Squad Leader from the Capital Guard!"
As he spoke, he beat his chest, as if he was accumulating endless grievances.
Seeing his appearance, Kevan on the side held back his head that was about to explode and reminded him, "Why don't you drink some water first, Lord Gales, in case you die from coughing... Well... Anyway, you should drink some water first."
But Gales was completely ungrateful and stubbornly continued to cry out, "Mother, have mercy on the world...
"I... I just... cough cough cough...Swen Rossby, I am such a close relative!"
"I had planned to adopt him as my adopted son with the blessing of the Seven Gods... ahem, so that he could inherit Rosby City and continue the family's glory in the future!"
"Warrior gave him the courage to become the capital guard Squad Leader... But...
, as he spoke, he coughed violently and almost couldn't breathe.
Kevan hurriedly stepped forward and patted his back gently, finally regaining his composure without blood splattering on the Iron Throne.
"But he died just like that!"
Gales Earl finally regained his breath, and his voice suddenly rose. "He died inexplicably, by the sword of the Kingsguard!"
"Where is the oath of the Iron Guard? Where is the oath to protect the king and the law?"
"The wisdom of the old woman guides us to seek justice. The purity of Maiden reflects the filth of this matter. This...
This is simply blasphemy!"
"It is a blatant blasphemy against the Seven Gods and the laws of the Seven Kingdoms!"
He kept chattering, coughing and shouting injustice, as if the Rosby family had suffered the greatest humiliation since Dawn Age.
However, this behavior made everyone present feel very boring.
Kevan frowned, and Pycelle seemed to be about to fall asleep again.
Duke Tywin, on the other hand, always had an expressionless face, as if he was wearing a golden mask.
Only Varys was kind-hearted and reminded him aloud, "With all due respect, Lord Earl, when the Kingsguard swore an oath, they did not protect the law, but only the king and members of the royal family.
As soon as he said these words, Gales Earl pointed at the gleaming forehead, his chest kept rising and falling violently, and he almost lost his breath.
He could only turn his head eagerly and look at the Minister of Justice with pleading eyes.
Sighing helplessly, Kevan Lannister cleared his throat, turned to the Iron Throne, and bowed slightly.
According to procedure, he must first ask the king's opinion.
"Since Gales Earl believes that there is injustice in the death of Captain Swen Captain Rossby and demands a thorough investigation, then Your Majesty.
"Huh~~~~ha~~~~"
The sudden snoring made Kevan stunned for a moment.
He raised his head and saw Joffrey leaning on the cold Blade Throne, his mouth slightly open, a trace of glistening saliva slowly falling from the corner of his mouth, sleeping soundly.
This extremely funny scene made Kevan, who was always extremely serious, couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
After all, just this morning, the king was extremely tough to find his grandfather and prime minister, insisting on moving the royal meeting to the Iron Throne Hall, vowing to "visit the government affairs in person so that everyone can see the majesty of the king."
But now...
"Your Majesty...Your Majesty?"
Kevan had to raise his voice, trying to wake up the great king who planned to "attend government affairs in person".
However, Joffrey just muttered something vague, adjusted his posture, and continued his sweet dream.
The scene was very embarrassing for a time.
But then again, the Iron Throne was quite evil when it was originally designed. Thousands of swords were melted down to make it.
It's not so much a throne as it is an iron lump covered with spikes. Even the back of the chair has many spikes, making it uncomfortable to sit on it.
Its builder "the Conqueror" Aegon once said that a king should not sit comfortably.
But this thing often cuts people who sit on it, and since it has been there for hundreds of years, these sword blades have long been superimposed with countless Magic damage BUFFs, which can easily cause tetanus to people.
It is said that even Warrior, the most powerful Targaryen in history, Maegor Targaryen I, was killed by this chair.
But it is such a chair that the great Joffrey Baratheon I Your Majesty can take a nap peacefully on it. Isn't this not his destiny?
"Your Majesty!!!"
Seeing this situation, Kevan had to raise his voice again.
Joffrey was startled, and his head almost touched the sharp sword blade.
He blinked blankly, and after seeing the people below him, he quickly straightened his face, trying to regain the majesty of the king, and even cleared his throat pretending to be deep. "Ahem!!"
"I heard it, I heard it all!"
"I was just thinking. I didn't fall asleep. Where were we... talking about?"
Naturally, this outrageous acting could not deceive the crowd, who were all pretty, but they still had a very tacit understanding and did not show any expression.
Only Gales Earl immediately stepped forward and repeated with a cry, "Seven Gods are on top!"
"I accuse Lord Commander of the Kingsguard, Jaime Lannister, of abusing his power and brutally murdering my only distant relative, the loyal Keeper Squad Leader, Swen Rosby!"
"Mother is compassionate, the old woman guides me, please do justice, Your Majesty!"
Perhaps because he was too excited, the old guy stopped coughing.
"Jaime Lannister?"
Upon hearing this name, Joffrey's eyes suddenly lit up.
Perhaps it is because of the hatred in his heart for the ambiguous rumors between Jaime and his mother Cersei, or perhaps it is due to other people's doubts about his bloodline.
In short, Joffrey has been unhappy with Jaime for a long time.
At this moment, hearing that someone was formally accusing James, he almost clapped his hands excitedly.
"I knew it!"
Joffrey leaned forward, a proud smile on his face, as if he was happier than when he heard the news of Renly's death.
"That regicide, relying on his identity as Lord Commander of the Kingsguard, is always arrogant!"
"The murder of the gold-robed officer is a serious crime. I want to punish him. I must punish him!"
He wanted to shout "death penalty" directly, but the remaining trace of reason... or perhaps the fear of Tywin made him swallow his words.
"I will remove him from the Kingsguard! Strip him of his white robes!"
As soon as these words came out, Tywin couldn't help but feel happy, but then his heart dropped to freezing point again.
Because the wise king continues to declare, "I will drive him to the North and let him guard the Wall!"
"Yes, let's do it this way, let the regicide go and keep company with the savages and the cold wind, hahaha!!"
Seeing this kid's proud look, even Tywin couldn't help but grit his teeth.
Why do you want to kill someone so much?
He does want Jaime to take off his white robe and come back to inherit Casterly Rock, but he definitely doesn't want to take off his white robe and put on Black Cloak again!
Then he might as well be the fucking Kingsguard!
This not only humiliates Jaime, but also tramples on the dignity of the Lannister family!
By now, Tywin was not only disappointed with this stupid, impulsive grandson who had no regard for the overall situation, but felt a deep sense of powerlessness and anger.
Stupid!
Crazy and stupid!
It took hundreds of years to produce such a masterpiece, even the Mad King cannot compare to it!
Suppressing his anger, Tywin interrupted the dancing Joffrey with a cold voice, "Your Majesty!"
"A wise king needs to understand clearly what happened and why before making a judgment."
"To sentence an important minister like Lord Commander of the Kingsguard to a crime based on just one word would be difficult to convince the public and would also undermine the justice of the royal family."
Hearing this, a look of sullenness flashed across Joffrey's face, but due to his previous experience he did not dare to directly refute Tywin, so he could only wave his hand impatiently. "Then hurry up and understand!"
"Hurry up!"
Tywin then looked away from Joffrey, as if looking at him any longer would stain his sanity, and winked at Kevan.
Soon, Adam Malbrand Ser strode into the hall.
"Ser Adam."
Tywin didn't waste any nonsense and asked directly, "About Swen Captain Rosby was killed by Jaime Lannister Ser, truthfully report what you know to the Iron Throne."
He was very careful not to kill, but to behead, and also asked Adam to report to the Iron Throne instead of the king.
Hearing this, Ser Adam was clearly prepared. He stood up straight and his voice was loud and clear.
"Your Majesty, ladies and gentlemen."
"According to my investigation, the cause of this matter was that Swen Rossby abused his power, blatantly accepted bribes, and tried to arrest a civilian without sufficient evidence and legal procedures!
"James Ser was present at the time and witnessed his dereliction of duty and bribery. He believed that he had seriously tarnished the reputation of the City Guard. When he tried to violently resist the law, he exercised emergency law enforcement powers in the name of Lord Commander of the Kingsguard on behalf of the king and executed him on the spot."
"I think James Ser's behavior is completely legal and legal!"
This explanation is very smooth and puts all the blame on the deceased Swen Rossby.
After all, dead people can't speak.
However, Gales Earl was obviously extremely dissatisfied with this result.
He coughed violently again and retorted sharply, "Lie!"
"Seven Gods! These are all lies!"
"You are also a knight sworn in Seven Gods Sept. Warrior will not accept such a despicable excuse. Adam Malbrand Ser!"
"Who doesn't know that you were once Lord Tywin's squire, so of course you will speak for his son. This is obviously cover-up and blasphemy against the just will of the Seven Gods!!"
His hoarse accusations were particularly harsh in the empty hall.
Ser Adam's face darkened, but he did not immediately refute. After all, everyone knew that he had served as Tywin's squire.
At this moment, a Gold Cloaks Soldier quickly and quietly entered the hall, walked straight to Lord Tywin, leaned over and whispered a few words in his ear.
Tywin listened expressionlessly, then nodded slightly.
He raised his hand to signal Gales Earl, who was about to continue arguing, to shut up, and then his eyes swept across the audience, finally landing on Joffrey.
"Your Majesty."
The Prime Minister bowed slightly, his voice still without any emotion. "Gyles Earl questions the fairness of Ser Adam's testimony, which is understandable."
"Just in time, I found another key party. Perhaps he can provide... more direct testimony."