69novels Chapter 124 He has already been executed.
Chapter 124 He has already been executed.
Chapter 124 He has already been executed.
Fortunately, the Seven Gods belief does not include the doctrine of ancestor worship.
Joffrey had no reason to go to the non-existent High Temple and report the battle situation to his ancestors who had no blood relation to him.
The Iron Throne won a great victory.
Kid, I've utterly defeated those two supposedly close uncles, and I'll send you a few heads to have a taste.
Therefore, in order to avoid suspicion.
Joffrey handed over the matter of sending the prisoners to the Wall entirely to Ed.
Your Excellency Prime Minister, please help your good son-in-law shoulder some of the pressure.
The church bells were rung, their tolls echoing across rooftops and streets, reaching every corner of the city.
People with nothing to do began flocking to the Visenian Hills, while those with other things to do also took the opportunity to join in the fun.
But most people have no idea what's going on.
"What's wrong? Didn't we just have a ceremony yesterday? What are we doing today?"
"Yesterday was just an appetizer; today is the main event."
"The traitors are to be taken to the Great Cathedral for trial, and I heard the King himself is coming."
"Was there beheading?"
"There definitely will be, and what's beheading compared to that?"
"The king's great white deer is no pushover. I heard that during battles, it killed a hundred people in one go without stopping."
"I guarantee it will bite the heads off those traitors."
Once this news spread, no one wanted to miss out on this great show.
As a result, even the Silent Nuns Street was completely blocked.
The crowd flowed upwards to the top of the hill and into the white marble square in front of the church.
In the center of the square, a painted marble statue of Beile I stands tall.
The archbishop stood on the pulpit outside the church gate, wrapped in a pure white robe, his bulky body almost bursting at the seams.
The crown on his head, made of gold leaf and crystal, emitted a rainbow of light as he moved.
At the entrance to the church, behind the pulpit, a large group of Reach prisoners were crammed together.
Under Baron's command, the city's garrison kept the crowds on the perimeter to prevent them from rushing forward and tearing the unfortunate bunch to pieces.
"Where are the deer? Where is the king?"
"Where is Lord Renly? Why isn't he here?"
The crowd began to shout.
The bells stopped abruptly, and everyone fell silent, a stillness slowly enveloping the entire square.
The archbishop began to speak.
"Because we are guilty, we suffer."
"The traitors have confessed their crimes before the gods."
"The gods in heaven are just, and the blessed Baelor has taught us that they are also merciful."
"Lord Ed, what should we do with these traitors?"
Ed stepped forward from behind him, his long lips muttering something, but no one could hear him.
He composed himself and first introduced himself.
"I am Eddard Stark, Duke of Winterfell and Hand of the King."
"Today I have come here, before the gods in heaven and the mortals on earth, to pronounce judgment on these people's crimes of treason."
"Now, I ask the Archbishop, the Beloved Baelor, and the Seven Most High Gods to bear witness to what I have said."
"Although Lord Renly has raised an army, considering that he was deceived by the conspiracy and that he took the initiative to surrender and persuaded the lords to surrender, he should be treated leniently." The little devil tilted his head, a hint of amusement flashing across his face.
Don't you believe in the Old Gods? Why do you deliberately omit them when you're lying?
But the crowd below nodded in agreement.
"I knew it. Our Lord Renly has golden antlers. He looks like an upright and good man."
"The only bad one is the second son, Stannis. He's bald and has a heretic mistress."
"I wonder who tricked Lord Renly."
"Could it be his new wife? I heard she's a witch. Those are rose petals; you were bewitched when you smelled them."
"I think it was that little flower knight who used his nectar to make Lord Renly drunk."
The discussions were made without any attempt to conceal them.
Ed waited patiently until the noise gradually subsided before raising his voice to drown out the crowd.
"The wicked man has now been executed."
"As decided by the Imperial Council, the rest of you will don black and become a strong shield to protect the kingdom."
"The Iron Throne will never again allow its people to shed a single drop of blood."
After he finished speaking, the square fell silent for a moment.
Everyone waited patiently for Ed to say what he would say next.
But Ed quickly stepped down and slipped into the sanctuary's portico.
"That's it?"
I don't know who started it.
The square immediately erupted in chaos, filled with mockery and profanity.
"The villain is dead? We don't even know who the villain is!"
"Then what are we doing coming all this way? I haven't even eaten yet!"
"My silver deer! I bet someone that someone will be beheaded today!"
"King Joffrey is a strong man; such a weak decision must have been discussed privately in the royal council."
"We want to see beheadings, yes, beheadings!"
"Behead! Behead! Behead!"
The foolish archbishop was still advising everyone to be merciful when a lump of excrement flew at him and smeared on his face.
The man in the golden robe standing beside him quickly raised his shield and shielded him behind him.
Baron and his men pretended to drive them away a few times.
The crowd, who had all forwarded the message to the soldiers, laughed and joked, and soon dispersed completely.
The prisoners behind the podium watched this scene, their faces turning from green to black.
When Ed passed by, they all grabbed his hand and asked him to convey their gratitude to the king.
As for the masterminds, such as Lan Li and Lan Dao, they were not allowed to show their faces at all in order to ensure their personal safety.
At this moment, Joffrey is listening to the bells ringing throughout the city, having a conversation with Renly in the Red Keep.
In other words, they drink alcohol, eat barbecue, and talk at length about the political situation.
"Third Uncle, you haven't seen the woman in red robes that my Second Uncle summoned. Her methods are truly terrifying to anyone who sees them."
"Who would have thought she could set fire to the river and ignite all the wildfire boats I had ambushed?"
"And they even got him a magic sword that can glow; it's quite a frightening thing."
Upon hearing this, Renly smiled and said, "Then I am truly unfortunate."
"If I had been there at the time, I probably would have been scared out of my wits by witnessing that scene."
"If only there were no more messy things to come."
"Hey, you know what," Joffrey said.
"At that time, I really thought, if only I could meet with you and explain things clearly."
"So you actually led a group to attack Lord Tywin? Nobody expected that."
The two chatted casually like that.
But no one went into detail about the deeper things that could disrupt this atmosphere.
"What do you plan to do with House Hightoar and House Redwyn?" Renly asked. "They're a major threat."
"House Tyrell is related to them by marriage, and the three houses are almost a single entity."
"Although the territory of the River Reef has shrunk, their control over the interior has become relatively stronger."
"Now only the Florent family remains there, and they're at odds with them."
"The rest, like Countess Alexandra Burway of Blackcrown City, is an eight-year-old girl who has a very good relationship with Margaret."
"And then there's the Kui family of Yangwu City; they are staunch loyalists of Hightar."
Joffrey listened silently. "I've got it."
"Oh, right, there's one more thing," Lanley said with a smile. "Although I've publicly stated it, I haven't actually consummated my marriage with Margaret yet."
"Whether or not she lives a life of widowhood is up to you."
The Night Watchman's oath does not enforce divorce; without the Church's ruling, the woman cannot remarry.
The bells had stopped ringing, and Renly asked one last question.
"By the way, are there really White Walkers?"
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