Game of Thrones: The Strongest Guoguang

Chapter 213 Attack
"Guilty!" "Guilty!"...Before Rhaenila pronounced the sentence, the jury had expressed their opinions, and they all believed that the shepherd had violated the law and slandered the royal family.

And a certain "witch" also naturally learned the skill of the big sparrow—locking people in the small dark room of the church for training. The nobles who gossiped about her recently enjoyed this treatment: they were punished by ascetic monks and old mothers for copying the Bible , Cleaning the stone slabs of the church with bare feet, can only drink one meal of porridge and two pieces of bread a day.

The shepherd can figure it out again unless King's Landing is turned upside down!

"No..." the shepherd was still yelling when he was taken down by the guards, "I am the most devout lamb of the seven gods! I am the most favored believer! I have a connection with the seven gods! You can't imprison me stand up!"

"I want to kill the magic dragon and become the greatest pope!" Seeing that he was about to be taken away, he grabbed the curved decoration on the ground with all his strength, and his hands were bloodstained.

The middle-aged monk tried his best to resist the guards' taking him away, but the guards who had been trained all year round broke apart as soon as they tried hard, filling his heart with despair.

Faced with the hoarse shout of the shepherd, the nobles whispered, "Is this monk crazy?" "Is there a connection with the Seven Gods? I was still chatting with the Seven Gods in my dream!" "The princess is right. The shepherd is mad because of delusions..."

"No! I'm not crazy!" Tears flowed from the shepherd's eyes, "I really saw it in my dream! The dragon died because of me, and I was crowned Pope because of my rebellion!"

Originally, the shepherd hadn't planned to say such a thing, but the nobleman's words were like adding fuel to the fire, making him eager to prove himself. The disgusted look of the civilian jury made him feel sad, and what he said was the truth!Every sentence is true.

"It's really crazy, just because of you, you still want to slay the dragon?" Wendy Piper of Pink City laughed loudly, just because of the shepherd's performance, he couldn't see that he had the potential to be a "dragon slayer".

"The things that happened in the dream are taken seriously, and they will only deceive the public!" The Chancellor of the Exchequer, Old Bisbury, stroked his white beard and said, and the words of this old senior nobleman were unanimously approved by everyone.

Alison wakes up after being given smelling salts by the lady next to her.

"Trial by combat!" She seemed to be grabbing a life-saving straw, and hurriedly said, "Your Highness, we request a trial by combat!"

Hightower has been brewing for a long time, preparing to support the shepherds with his allies, but the appearance of the dragon disrupted their plans, making Lannister and Baratheon obedient and afraid to speak.

They also arranged to bribe the jury and witnesses, but Rhaenyra's action was too fast, and the King's Hand could not interfere with the jury's drawing of lots by the Grand Court.

The shepherd did not slip up to deny his crime, but it made Alison spit out old blood in her heart.

"If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have helped this idiot monk!" Alison's bowels were turning green, and the price for initiating the trial was that the Hightower family should get out of the King's Landing circle of influence.

Shepherds can quibble, but Rhaenyla obviously knows better!Besides, the Shepherd is just a normal monk with straight guts, how can he fight against a certain princess who doesn't play cards according to the routine, and if he is not careful, the rhythm will be all the other party's.

"Trial by combat?" Rhaenyla blinked, "It is stipulated in the law that monks do not apply to this rule..."

Back then, Maegor kept his promise and fought with the warriors under the bishops. In the bloody battle to the end, he was the only one left standing on the dueling ring, and lost most of his life. As a result, the church refused to admit it.

So after Maegor came to power, he resolutely blocked this loophole.

"Besides, my punishment is to send him to the church, but it is not a death penalty, let alone a trial by combat."

It wouldn't be a mess if everyone was judged by martial arts for all the big and small things that happened in King's Landing.

"..." Hearing Rhaenyla's reply, Alison bit her lips tightly, her face livid.

There is another way, and that is for the shepherd to become a night watchman... But Allison's appeal is that the shepherd is not guilty, not exonerated.

The former can keep Hightower's power, and although the latter helps the shepherd, it has nothing to do with Hightower!

And this will only play into Rhaenyla's favor. After all, there are a few gangs of "bandits" on the way to the northern border.

"I can't do anything..." Alison supported her extremely tired body, and sat back in her original position like a defeated mother beast. Even the long skirt that was shining with green light lost its original luster. His eyes looked extremely gray and defeated.

"The trial is over, and the banquet continues." Rhaenyla said calmly, and ordered the servants to clean up the venue and continue with the next celebration.

Soon, the scene became lively again, and Viserys was all smiles, but he felt a bad breath coming out of his heart.

"It's really hot..." The nobles wiped their sweat with silk handkerchiefs, but they dared not express their dissatisfaction.

The six-headed dragon was still standing behind Rhaenila, and the temperature rose because the huge fire magic power of the dragon surrounded the field and lingered for a long time.

"No wonder the princess wants to hold a naming day banquet here." The nobles muttered in their hearts, "Let us weigh the power of the Dragon Family in our hearts and review Maegor's history of defending the royal power..."

Maegor was as determined as she was.

Apparently there was not room for a few dragons in the Great Hall of the Red Keep for the princess to show off.

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The banquet was over, and the nobles saluted in turn, thanking the royal family for their hospitality.

After watching the fun, it's time to leave.

But there was one person who lingered and stayed, and that was Jason Lannister.

Before he could speak, Rhaenyla rushed away impatiently: "Sir Jason and the guards go to Maegor's Tower, but... I still want to remind you, there is a curse on Tyran."

"Yes, Your Royal Highness, I understand." Jason still didn't care, even though Rhaenyla had reminded him repeatedly.

"The family treasure must be on Tailan." Jason followed the guard step by step, holding back his excitement.

"Red Castle..." The huge castle on the hill, Jason looked at the majestic landscape, "The heights of Casterly Rock City, the Great Wall, and the towering tower of Old Town are not much different. All three are top-notch wonders, even more spectacular than the Red Castle in King's Landing .”

But the Red Castle has dragons, so it overwhelms everything, and it is a veritable center of politics and power.

As soon as he arrived at the bottom of Maegor's building, Jason couldn't help shouting, "Tylan, my brother, where are you?"

"It's brother!" Tai Lan responded from the window, "I'm here."

"Blessed by the Seven Gods!" Tai Lan couldn't restrain his surprise. Ever since he was taken away by Dragonstone Island, he has been under house arrest here, unable to come and go freely. The only people he sees every day are Dragon Guards and Dragon Guards.

Wearing armor and holding a weapon, the Dragon Guard is obviously not a good communication partner. Tai Lan is bored in Maegor House, almost driven crazy.

I even had the urge to hand over the eggs in exchange for freedom.

But fortunately, his brother Jason found him in time, which made him feel relieved.

He had no contact with the outside world, and no one would doubt his "died of illness" quietly.

"Ah! This is it!"

Jason saw the huge dragon egg in Tai Lan's arms for the first time, and couldn't help but exclaimed, "The sea dragon egg that our ancestors lost in the past!"

The secret hidden in the heart of every Lannister branch, it took a hundred years of planning to get a dead egg, and now it has finally regained its vitality.

"How beautiful, how alluring, what a miracle!"

(End of this chapter)