Game of Thrones: Winter Dragon Lord

Chapter 199 The Merchant's Lawsuit

He put the letter lightly on the table and tried his best to calm down his emotions. Gilbert had never seen such a groggy expression on his face.

'What was written in the letter? ’ thought Gilbert involuntarily.

"Black wings, black messages, sir."

The content of the letter is far from causing him too much fluctuation. The news of the death of a person he has never met actually does not arouse too much sadness in Cole's heart. Instead, it is a sense of frustration and loneliness that pervades the entire world. his heart.

"Leave me alone for a while," Cole said.

Before the sun went down, Gilbert never saw the Prince of Storm's End in the castle again. Some people saw him walking to the coast alone, and some said that His Excellency the Prince stayed in the study all day and never came out.

The next day, when the dawn rose from the coastline and Gilbert saw Cole again, he seemed to have turned back into that high-spirited warrior. His Excellency the Prince had already waved his strange sword in the arena just after dawn. iron gun.

Although Cole's iron spear danced vigorously, it lacked actual combat after all. On the contrary, his swordsmanship has made great progress through continuous fighting and training.

After training, he had lunch and began to deal with affairs in the castle.

The area of ​​Westeros is close to that of the Celestial Empire, and there are at least two or three provinces in the Stormlands, with a population of more than one million. It is not easy to govern, especially in order to restrain the lord, Cole has almost six layers of troops in the whole territory And the nobles gathered around Storm's End, and there were more things.

As for the newly-created army garrison system, it was implemented in a hurry because of a rough plan, and now it has revealed a lot of problems. The most serious problem at the moment is the phenomenon of a large number of deserters, and the corrupt military discipline needs to be rectified by him. .

However, what Cole should consider the most is how to restore the wounds caused by the war to this land and how to lead the people of the Stormlands through the next long winter that may last for decades.

"His Royal Highness!" Cole had just stepped out of the bathroom when he met the Onion Knight. He seemed to have been waiting for a long time.

"Whose name is today? Your Excellency." Cole handed him a peach, and took one to eat himself.

"A merchant has sued Lord Heywood Fell for violating his daughter and killing her." Davos took out a pleading paper, "At the same time, Sir Cadran Hope hopes that you can uphold justice for him, He claims that wildlings are raiding his domain."

"You know who I think of every time I eat a peach?" Cole read the certificate while eating the peach.

"Renly," he said to himself, "I remember meeting King Stannis as standard-bearer in a clearing in the woods, and it was an unhappy meeting of brothers, my lords. They all advised the former king not to fall into Renly's trap, but he said, 'If you don't go to see Renly, the world will think he is afraid of his brother'."

"His Majesty never lacks courage."

Cole nodded, "But sometimes they are stubborn and terrifying." He wiped the juice from his mouth and continued, "I'm always on the lookout for every move of the opponent's knight, even Renly's, if he pulls out his sword , I will rush up immediately. When the meeting was about to end unhappy, Renly took out a peach from his bosom, and he seemed to regard this as a noble banquet rather than a war."

"Lord Renly has always been the darling at the banquet, and is deeply loved by the nobles." Davos said, while Stannis was just the opposite.

"You said that if the former king and his brother were to preside over this trial separately, what would they do?" Cole handed back the pleadings about Earl Heywood Fell to him.

How Renly will be judged, Davos has no way of knowing, but if Stannis and Sir Heywood's crimes are confirmed, then he must spend the rest of his life on the Great Wall.

"Let's go, let's see what Lord Heywood will say." Cole led the way and walked straight towards the hall.

The hall of the castle had already been filled with all kinds of people, merchants, nobles and knights were full of noise.

"His Royal Highness has arrived, be quiet!" Jose shouted loudly, he was wearing a suit of armor and leading the guards of the castle standing on both sides of the corridor in the hall.

Cole took the main seat, and Maester Pylos and Davos sat on the left and right.

Heywood Fell stood in front of the two family knights, with his hand on his chest, he saluted slightly, "Greetings, Your Excellency."

Cole nodded coldly in response.

"Sir Heywood, you are accused of violating and killing Ms. Mitra, what is your excuse?"

"My lord, I swear on my honor, it will never happen." Heywood glanced at the puffy merchant standing on the other side. He seemed to be unable to cope with such a scene, and his face turned slightly pale.

"In your opinion, is this a false accusation?" Cole asked.

"Yes, my lord. If Mr. Guenero thinks that his daughter's death is related to me, then I am willing to pay 10 gold dragons to comfort his grief of losing a loved one, but I will never admit any slander or crime against me." He turned his head and announced to the whole hall.

"So, Mr. Guenero, what testimony do you have on this?" Cole asked the merchant.

Sweat was dripping from his forehead, and his manner was very restrained, "My lord, I am a leather merchant, and I am running a business in the town."

"Don't be nervous. In Storm's End, I will provide justice and protection for you. Of course, if you are slandering a noble of the kingdom, then I also have the right to judge you. Please continue your speech, sir."

"Yes." He nodded again and again, and then he said hesitantly, "Sir Heywood ordered a batch of cashmere from me earlier. Yesterday, I asked Mitra to deliver the goods, but I didn't return all day and night until someone came. Her body was found outside the alley in the city street."

His words gradually turned into sobs.

"Then how did you decide that Sir Heywood Fell was the murderer?"

"The tavern he lived in was opened by my relative 'Perry'." The merchant explained, "Perry saw Mitra go into Heywood's room."

"I heard that Perry in the tavern is a well-known liar." Heywood interrupted suddenly.

"This is not the time for your testimony, ser," Cole reminded him.

"Excuse me, my lord, why don't you let Perry come here himself, and see what he has to say."

"If he is your witness, he will have his chance. Now, go on with your statement, Guenero."

"Before Sister Silence took her body, I saw strangle marks on her neck, and bruises on her chest and body, and blood on her trousers. My lord, she never had sex, I promise. "The businessman has been crying bitterly.

"Apart from this, do you have any other testimony or witnesses?"

"No more, my lord."

"Then go get Perry." Cole instructed the guard.

(End of this chapter)