iron throne of ice and fire

Chapter 483 Bloodline 6
Throne Room.

The candlelight flickered on the candlesticks, and the dining table was filled with vegetarian salad, honey bread, cream of mushroom soup, roasted wild boar ribs, and a variety of fresh fruits.

Leighton was reporting the intelligence in King's Landing in detail, and Green, who finally had some free time, ate while listening.

"……Ser Damien personally executed more than a dozen people. It is said that one of them was an old noble from King's Landing."

"……The gold-cloaked men who blocked the streets arrested more than 300 restless people."

"…………Our cavalry is resting at the Golden Cloak West Barracks (near Shoemaker Square)."

"…………Sir Monton's army is resting in King's Square (located in the center of King's Landing)."

"... Before the golden cloaks blocked all roads near the Baelor Cathedral, thousands of armed sparrows had gathered in the marble square of the Cathedral."

Green put down the golden spoon, picked up the wine glass and took a sip of wine, and said, "Where is the Duke of Metz?"

"They are still marching in the Royal Forest." After a pause, Leighton continued, "According to the intelligence I received, the Tyrell army accelerated its march, but suddenly slowed down halfway. I guess some lords of the Reach have different views on the situation in King's Landing."

"Keep investigating."

Green was silent for a while, shaking the glass in his hand, and then asked, "Where is Mason?"

"He and his army are expected to arrive on the kingsroad near Harrenhal."

"Go on."

"Yes, Your Highness."

As the maids took away the plates, Ser Anguy, who had just finished inspecting the Red Keep, came over.

"Your Highness Green, the Kleber soldiers have completed the takeover of the Red Castle garrison."

Ser Anguy spread his hands and said, "I have searched almost the entire Red Keep, but I have not seen any trace of Osfred Kettleblack."

Leighton added: "After Grand Maester Pycelle dismissed him from his post (Chapter 451), he suddenly disappeared."

Green thought for a moment and said, "Offer a high reward."

"As ordered."

Just then, the captain of the clan soldiers guarding the door of the throne room strode over.

"Your Highness, Lancel Lannister requests to see you. He claims to be the emissary of the High Septon."

…………

Tap tap tap tap.

Heavy footsteps echoed in the corridor of the throne room. Lancel walked in front, followed by four tall sparrows with seven-pointed stars tattooed on their foreheads.

Walking through the corridor, Lancel saw Green standing with his hands behind his back on the steps below the Iron Throne. Dozens of blue-robed guards in full armor stood on both sides like a steel wall.

"I have met His Royal Highness the Regent. May the gods bless you."

According to the noble etiquette of the Seven Kingdoms, Lancel stopped about ten steps away from Green and performed the chest-touching salute.

Turning around, Green took a quick look and said, "Long time no see, Lancel Lannister."

Lancel looked at Green with a gentle expression. He was in a trance for a moment. He remembered their past friendship, but it had become very vague, as if covered by dust.

He moved his lips and was about to speak when a sparrow behind him spoke first: "He is a monk of the Seven Gods, Archbishop Lancel!"

"........."

Green made a gesture, and then more than a dozen blue-robed monks rushed forward and roughly grabbed the monks, including Archbishop Lancel.

Lancel's eyes widened, a look of shock on his face.

A man in a blue robe drew out a long sword that was flashing with cold light, and then stabbed it directly into the mouth of Sparrow who had just spoken. The tip of the sword, with sticky bright red, shone through the back of his head.

Blood spurted out like a fountain, and the bloody scene was shocking.

"Blasphemy! Blasphemy!"

"We are the mortal messengers of the Seven Gods!"

"The Seven Gods will not forgive you, demon!"

"Well………"

Puff! Puff! Puff!

There were several sounds of sharp blades piercing flesh, and several streams of blood spurted out, dyeing the surrounding ground bright red.

The only survivor, Lancel, was almost turned into a bloody man. His body was covered with the blood of his companions, and the devout monk's body began to tremble involuntarily.

After the guards carried away the bodies of several sparrows, Green's voice came over: "Lancel, my friend, would you like a glass of wine?"

After staggering a few steps, Lancel suddenly screamed: "You! You! You! You killed them! They are my brothers! They are the messengers of the High Bishop, the Seven Gods..."

Snapped!
After being slapped by the man in blue robe, Lancel's body tilted and he fell heavily on the stone.

Puff, he spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with two teeth.

Green's deep voice sounded above Lancel: "If it weren't for our past friendship, I wouldn't waste my time meeting with the High Sparrow's messenger."

He waved to the guards: "...Bring him here."

At the long table of the royal meeting, after Green sat on the king's chair, Lancel was carried over and thrown on the prime minister's chair.

The maid in the throne room brought a wine jug and wine glasses, as well as a wet white towel.

“Sorry…thank you…”

After wiping his face, Lancel trembled and picked up the wine glass, took a big gulp of wine, and then coughed several times in succession.

With half of his face swollen, Lancel carefully glanced in the direction of the main seat, and with trembling lips, he squeezed out his own voice: "Green... I..."

Green stared at him for a while with his brown eyes, then slowly said, "Lancel Lannister, squire of Robert I, heir to Lord Kevan, Lord Darry (gained through military merit in the Battle of King's Landing, Chapter 257)."

His slender fingers stroked the golden wine glass: "Now, Septon Lancel, Archbishop?" Lancel lowered his head and remained silent. Green continued: "For your own beliefs, you abandoned your family and honor, and forced Cersei to march with the High Sparrow. Should I praise you... very great?"

Lancel raised his head, met Green's gaze, and then lowered his head again.

He opened his mouth and whispered, "I am guilty... I must repent..."

After a pause, Green took a sip of wine and said, "Yes, I don't object to your confession. I know that sincere confession can alleviate the pain of the soul. But...does your confession require you to take off your cousin's skirt and let her suffer humiliation in front of tens of thousands of people?"

He added: "I remember she was very nice to you. You slept with her and she even gave you honors."

Lancel shook his head violently and raised his voice, "She is guilty too! She needs to repent too! That is not a humiliation, that is her path to repentance, and she will be reborn!"

He stood up: "The Seven Gods Bible says: The people pay tribute to the lord, the lord pays tribute to the king, and the king must pay tribute to the seven-faced god..."

Snapped!
At Green's signal, the man in blue robe standing behind Lancel stepped forward and slapped him.

Lancel nearly fell off his chair; his ears were ringing.

Soon, the maid brought Lancel a clean white towel.

Lancel trembled and said, "Thank you... I'm sorry..."

When he calmed down, Green's voice came over: "So, the High Sparrow intends to use the teachings of the Seven Gods to steal the supreme power of the Seven Kingdoms, and finally become the king of the Seven Kingdoms without a crown?"

Lancel, with both sides of his face swollen, hurriedly denied: "No, the High Bishop's decision came from the guidance of the Seven Gods. He will lead us to save the Seven Kingdoms, save the suffering people, and save the corrupt Church of the Seven Gods!"

Green raised one eyebrow slightly, and looked at Lancel who had regained his courage. He said, "If the High Sparrow is so selfless, why did he have to humiliate Cersei? From what I know, some nobles in King's Landing have committed similar crimes. The maximum punishment for the High Sparrow is confinement with a glass of water and a piece of black bread every day."

Lancel opened his mouth, but could not come up with a reasonable response. Cersei was charged with murder and other serious charges, but this crime required a trial...

The parade in King's Landing was the Queen Mother's punishment for the Kettleblack brothers and him for spreading their legs...

Lancel clutched his hair tightly with both hands in pain. Cersei... Cersei... Cersei...

Seeing that Lancel’s scalp and hair were about to be ripped off, Green signaled with his eyes... The man in blue robe immediately slapped him again.

Crash---

The maid came lightly over and filled Lancel's glass with wine.

"What did the High Sparrow tell you to convey?"

After Green's voice fell, it was a long time before Lancel responded: "The Archbishop is willing to atone for the accident that happened during the parade. He will end his life in front of the King's Landing tomorrow to avoid unrest..."

Green snorted coldly: "Of course he is happy to do so. His goal has been achieved. He has successfully caused irreparable damage to the honor of the royal family."

He leaned back in his chair. "Lancel, but the High Sparrow is wrong about one thing. His self-righteous actions will bring great disaster to the Church of the Seven."

His voice was like the coming of winter: "I have come for the Seven Kingdoms. There is only one fate for the High Sparrow and all his sparrows. Death."

Lancel's pupils suddenly shrank. He had witnessed the cruelty of Grimm with his own eyes (Chapter 34). His voice was filled with fear and despair: "Grimm, there are tens of thousands of people! They are all devout believers of the Seven Gods. They are innocent!"

Green shook his head. "No, they are rebels who violated the teachings of the Seven Gods and the laws of the kingdom under the instigation of the High Sparrow. According to the laws of the Seven Kingdoms, all traitors...are unforgivable."

Lancel said dully, "It's tonight, right?"

Although Lancel "abandoned" his family, as a former Lannister, if he paid attention, Jaime's actions would not be hidden from his eyes.

Green nodded, "As a good friend of James, I will mobilize 10,000 iron and chain mail soldiers to assist him in his revenge."

Then………

Green suddenly changed the subject: "Have you heard about Stannis? Before launching the rebellion, he had already abandoned the Seven Gods and turned to believe in the Lord of Light from across the Strait, who regarded the Seven Gods as false gods.

He is now stationed at the Wall in the name of protecting the Seven Kingdoms and preaching the faith of the Lord of Light. According to the intelligence sent by the Night's Watch, they discovered the whereabouts of the White Walkers.

In order to hold the human line of defense, the 997th Lord Commander of the Night's Watch, Jeor Mormont, had to accept Stannis's support.

It took Lancel a while to digest what Grimm said. "Lord of Light? White Walker?"

Green nodded his chin and answered patiently, "As Lord Commander Jason Mormont, I would never do anything deceitful, but... the White Walkers have been a legend for thousands of years. Coupled with the Night's Watch's subsequent reputation, the Seven Kingdoms now regard the Night's Watch's intelligence as a joke."

After a pause, he continued: "Except me... and Stannis who believes in the Lord of Light, no one is willing to trust the Night's Watch. As a descendant of the First Men, my trust is out of thousands of years of honor for the Night's Watch. And the other..."

Green looked at Lancel and said, "I heard that Stannis received guidance from the Lord of Light in the flames. For the Lord of Light's belief, he left Dragonstone and headed north to shoulder the responsibility of saving the Seven Kingdoms."

Lancel murmured: "The faith of the Lord of Light...pagans..."

Green was silent for a moment, then said, "The Night's Watch was in urgent need of reinforcements, and Stannis happened to bring the troops they desperately needed, so... the followers of the Lord of Light successfully ignited the fire at the northernmost tip of the Seven Kingdoms."

Speaking of faith, Lancel forgot his own pain, which also brought him immense courage and wisdom: "Regent, if the intelligence of the Night's Watch is true, then the pagans will invade the kingdom of the Seven Gods sooner or later. We must completely eliminate them!"

Green raised his hand to suppress it. After Lancel drank the Summer Red and regained some composure, he spoke: "Lansel, you have had the best teachers in the Seven Kingdoms teach you knowledge and swordsmanship since you were young. Not only can you read the Seven Star Bible well, you have also led troops to charge on the battlefield. Now tell me..."

Leaving the back of his chair, he leaned forward in Lancel's direction: "...Comparing the crisis at the Wall in the North and the struggle between divine and royal authority in King's Landing, which action is greater?"

Lancel was stunned for a moment, then said, "Lord Regent, you want me to go to the Wall?"

Green nodded. "As your good friend, since you have chosen the path of a monk, I want to support you in creating a new chapter for the Church of the Seven. In addition to the White Walkers and followers of the Lord of Light, there are also hundreds of thousands of free people (referring to the wildlings outside the Wall) in the North (north of the Great Wall) who are looking forward to the blessing of the Seven Gods."

Lancel took a deep breath, his voice trembling: "Thank you, Green, my friend, I will leave right away."

Green chuckled: "If you go alone, what's the difference between that and committing suicide?"

As Lancel looked puzzled, Green stood up and approached him, patted his thin shoulder, and said, "Although it's not much, I will squeeze out some time for you. Go find companions who are willing to follow you on the expedition. As for supplies, Kleber Company will assist you, my friend."

…………

late at night.

A residential area near King's Square, at the foot of Visennia Hill.

Jaime Lannister looked up for a moment at the towering silhouette of the Great Sept of Baelor in the soft moonlight, then put on his golden lion helmet.

He turned to the gathered Lannister red robes and said in a deep voice: "A Lannister must pay his debts. Let's go!"

(End of this chapter)