Game of Thrones: Digger of the Dreadfort

Earl Yohn Royce twirled his beard, seeming to believe what Domeric said, "I have long advised him not to have wishful thinking, but he refused to listen, eh..."

Behind the two of them, little Duke Robin watched the puppeteer manipulate a puppet knight, chop another one in half, and scatter redwood chips all over the floor, screaming with joy.

Earl Yohn glanced at the Lord of the Valley and couldn't help but sigh.

"Why do you sigh?" Domeric asked deliberately.

"I'm worried about the fate of the valley. Lord Domeric, you should know the current situation in the kingdom, right?" Earl Yohn sighed.

Domeric nodded, "I was often worried when I was in King's Landing. The Lannister family in the West was attacking the Riverlands. The Tully family seemed to be unable to hold on. It was said that the Stark family in the North was also about to attack. Joined the war.

There is also Duke Renly Baratheon of the Stormlands, who seems to have formed an alliance with the major nobles in the River Bend, intending to compete for the throne, and Duke Stannis of Dragonstone is also ready to make a move..."

"In this turmoil, Valley should join the fight!"

Earl Yohn said solemnly: "We must quell the rebellion of the Lannister family in the West, then support King Joffrey and wipe out those rebels!

Otherwise, when the Lannister family or Renly Baratheon sits on the Iron Throne, the future of the Vale will be dark..."

"But the Duke of Eagle's Nest City doesn't seem to mean this." Domeric glanced at little Robin beside him.

"Are you going to leave the fate of the valley in the hands of a six-year-old?"

Earl Yohn Royce pointedly said: "That child has no education at all. He was spoiled by his stupid mother. He will never have the ability to rule the valley."

"Oh?" Domeric glanced meaningfully at the "Bronze Yohn" of Runestone City.

I don’t know if what he said was for public or private purposes?

"His late father felt the same way." There was a voice interface next to him.

Domeric turned his head and saw Maester Cormon, the maester of the Eyrie, holding a wine glass in his hand.

"In fact, old Lord Arryn originally planned to send this child to Dragonstone as an adopted son, but Lady Lysa, you know... Alas, I said something I shouldn't have said."

Maester Colmont's Adam's apple heaved anxiously beneath the sagging maester's chains.

Domeric said nothing.

Lord Yohn Royce also fell silent.

Soon, the nobles in the chamber ended their conversation.

Because the trial has begun!

Chapter 178

Nestor Royce's gray beard, which he hadn't shaved in three days, covered his chin and cheeks, but his eyes were still bright.

Nestor looked at Domeric Bolton on the high platform.

In his opinion, the "Hand of the King" from King's Landing seemed to be a tolerant prime minister.

He was willing to give him a chance to prove his innocence in front of many valley nobles.

There were many acquaintances present.

Nestor saw the weather-beaten face of old Earl Hunter and the good-tempered Earl Holden Redford.

Sir Lynn Corbray, thin as a sword.

The fat Count Beneda.

And the widow Countess Waynwood with her sons by her side...

Most of the major nobles in the valley are here.

There were also some family crests that he didn't recognize.

Such as the fat mermaid holding a trident, the direwolf holding a trout, and the skinned wolf with pink foundation, etc.

Presumably they are northern nobles from King's Landing.

Domeric spoke first: "Nestor Royce, former steward of the valley, now is your public trial!

Do you plead guilty to the murder of Princess Lysa? "

"Dear Hand of the King, Lord Domeric, please believe me, I did not murder Duchess Lysa!"

Nestor bowed in answer, praying that the hand of the young king would be one who knew the difference between good and evil.

Domeric said with a serious expression: "What you do is clearly visible to the gods, and there is no dark place to hide.

Now, tell me everything you know! "

"Obey, my lord!"

With a calm expression, Nestor told everything about what happened to him last night.

How he was taken out of the dungeon, how he bumped into the man in black who assassinated Lady Lysa near the Moon Tower, and finally watched Lady Lysa dive into the moon door in front of him...

The great nobles in the valley frowned at Nestor Royce's remarks.

"So, Master Nestor is innocent. Lady Lysa sought death herself, ran from the Moon Tower to the Moon Gate, and then dived in!"

The fat Count Beneda couldn't believe it.

"Is she tired of living?" Sir Linn, who was as thin as a sword, laughed.

"Watch your words!"

Nestor said sternly that as the former "Steward of the Vale", he would not tolerate anyone insulting the former master of the Eyrie.

"Okay, now is not the time to care about this, Nestor, how do you explain Lady Lysa jumping from the moon door?" Old Earl Hunter asked.

"Because there was an assassin chasing her, Lady Lysa panicked and fell down the moon door!"

Nestor swore that this was the conclusion he came to after thinking hard all night.

This argument barely makes sense.

"But does the assassin you mentioned really exist?" Count Yohn Royce spoke.

"The guards in Eagle's Nest City can testify!"

Soon, a dozen guards were brought up, and they were responsible for guarding that night.

“I’m sorry, my lords.

We never saw any assassins or men in black last night!

Only Lord Nestor was seen holding a knight's sword and chasing after Lady Lysa.

At that time, we were patrolling the high aisles and did not have time to rescue Lady Lysa..."

"You misunderstood, I was here to protect Lady Lysa!"

Nestor explained quickly.

"Come on, according to what you say, I cut off someone's head and still treat him?" Sir Lin En said disdainfully.

The nobles sneered, obviously scorning Nestor's statement.

For a time, the whole hall was noisy.

"quiet!"

Domeric silenced the din.

"Nestor Royce, please explain why you appeared near the Moon Tower. Logically speaking, you should be in the dungeon of the Eagle's Nest City."

Domeric continued to ask.

"It's because Madam Lysa summoned me." Nestor said honestly.

"Is there such a thing?"

Domeric looked at Lady Lysa's guardian knight and personal maid.

They all shook their heads, obviously not hearing Mrs. Lysa give this order.

"It was a guard who took me out of the dungeon and conveyed Lady Lysa's order." Nestor spoke urgently, eager to prove that he was not lying.

"Who is it?" Someone asked.

"Let me think about it..." Nestor frowned and began to think hard.

"correct!"

Suddenly, Nestor exclaimed in surprise, like a grieving father who suddenly found his children who had been missing for many years.

"It's Sir Ram's new attendant, his name is bin Laden!

It was he who took me out of the dungeon last night and told me that Lady Lysa was going to summon me..."

There was a deathly silence in the entire hall.

Under the gaze of everyone, Sir Ram slowly walked out of the crowd and performed a knightly salute in front of Nestor.

He was a knight who swore allegiance to Nestor, but between loyalty and justice, he chose the latter without hesitation.

Sir Ram spoke with difficulty:

"Sorry, Master Nestor, I have never had an attendant named Bin Laden..."

The crowd couldn't help but roar!

Faced with all kinds of irrefutable evidence, Nestor Royce collapsed completely!

"The truth is now revealed!" Sir Linn waved his Valyrian steel sword, "Come on, let me chop him down!"

"Neist, I didn't expect you to do such a rebellious thing!"

Countess Waynwood, the silent widow, said angrily.

"This sanctimonious bastard!"

"Behead him quickly and avenge Duchess Lysa!"

……

"It's not me, I didn't murder Duchess Lysa!"

Faced with the accusations from everyone, Nestor Royce became hysterical.

"Where has the justice in the world gone?