"Someone!"

Coming back to her senses, Cersei cried out through gritted teeth.

"Go and tell everyone that I can give everything they want, whether it's money or beauty, or knighthood power, as long as someone can catch the demon who killed my son!"

"Yes!"

Looking at the Kingsguard walking out, Varys sighed in his heart.

"Varys!"

Varys replied respectfully: "Queen Mother." ”

"I know you've seen that face, go draw it and stick it on every street in King's Landing, I'm going to make him have nothing to hide!"

"Yes......"

Varys nodded, and turned to follow the golden-robed mantle.

With his head down, remembering those eyes that were not like mortal things, Varys's heart couldn't help but lose his mind.

Could it be that there really are gods in this world?

But why don't the gods respond to his suffering believers?

That's it......

If the gods are like those eyes, what difference does the mundane things have to them from flowers, trees, rocks, and rivers?

Immersed in indescribable complex emotions, Varys slowly exited the main hall.

All that was left in front of the Iron Throne was Cersei and the cold corpse in her arms.

Cersei lowered her head, stroked it gently, and muttered in her mouth.

"My son, I will definitely avenge you......"

"Lannister, you have to pay your debts!"

……

……

"My son in their hands?"

At the end of the inn's long hall, Tywin Lannister, clad in a big red cloak, asked in a hoarse voice.

"Yes...... My lord. ”

The Courier's voice was hoarse than Tywin's, his clothes in tatters, and dried blood obscuring the family crest on his chest.

One of your two sons......

Tyrion sipped red wine and discussed.

The princes and generals were also in an uproar.

Tywin's palm pressed down, and the long hall was filled with princes and generals who fell silent, and the messenger began to report on the battle.

"How is this possible?"

After listening to the messenger's report, Sir Harris Swifer exclaimed.

"How is that possible? After the Battle of the Whispering Forest, Riverrun City was still surrounded by the Great Army! What was Sir Jaime thinking, how could he have divided his troops into three locations? He should have known what the risks were, right? ”

He knows a lot better than you coward who relied on his daughter to climb into a Lannister!

Tyrion sneered, but he wisely chose to remain silent and did not argue with Sir Swiffer at this critical moment for the army.

"I'll do the same."

Kevon Lannister spoke calmly.

"Sir Harris, you haven't seen Riverrun, or you'd know Jaime has no choice. Located at the tip of the delta where the Tengshi River flows into the Red Fork River, the river forms two sides of the triangle, and in case of danger, the Tully family will open the floodgates upstream and create a moat on the third side, turning the city into an island in the river. ”

His tone was calm and didn't look like a rebuttal, and Tyrion thought he couldn't do it.

"Mistress Kevon is right." The messenger nodded and said helplessly, "If we want to cut off all sides of the support in Riverrun, we must place an army on the north bank of the Tengshi River, the south bank of the Hongyou River, and the west bank of the moat. But without warning, and with the river splitting the camp again, they suddenly attacked the camp on the north bank......"

"What about your scouts?"

Sir Gregor Clegane's deep voice spoke.

"Our scouts have been going missing lately, and we thought it was Marco Piper who did it, but the people who came back said they hadn't found anything."

"Really?" "That means they don't need eyes." ”

The messenger shuddered.

Luckily, Sir Gregor turned his head to look at Tywin at the top of the long table.

"Gouge out their eyes, give them to the substitute scout, and tell him that he wants four eyes to see better than two...... If he still can't, then the next person will have six eyes. ”

The muscles on the faces of the princes and generals in the hall twitched, and they tacitly did not speak.

Tywin turned and glanced at Sir Gregor with a look of approval or disgust on his majestic old face.

"Looks like that Stark kid isn't as tender as we thought."

Tyrion took up his responsibilities as a son in time to lighten the atmosphere in the hall.

"That little ghost, he's got a monster wolf around him...... I didn't fight them, and I heard that the monster killed four living people and killed a dozen horses. The messenger said.

"So...... About Lan Li and Stannis......" asked a gray-haired lord.

"It's true." Tywin nodded expressionlessly, "Two weeks ago, Ranley Baratheon married Margaery Tyrell in the High Court and ascended the throne, and the bride's father and brother have knelt down to him and sworn allegiance. ”

"Oh gods!"

Sir Harris Swiver wailed.

"The army has been defeated, Jaime has been captured, and Ranley and Stannis have begun to target us again...... Maybe we should make peace with them......"

"Peace?"

Tyrion scoffed, drank the wine from the glass, and threw it on the ground.

"This is the peace you want, Sir Harris. Ever since my wise nephew decided to decorate the Red Keep with Lord Eddard's head, all peace has been shattered. ”

"Speaking of which, Lord Tywin, His Majesty Joffrey's wounds ......" Ser Harris Swift turned his head.

"Get out!"

Tywin said suddenly.

"All out!"

Everyone fell silent, stood up silently, and bowed to Tywin.

No one wants to anger a man who has just lost his grandson and is about to lose his son, and Tyrion certainly does.

"No, Tyrion, you stay, Kaivon, so do you. Everyone else stepped back. ”

Tyrion was a little surprised, but obeyed his father's orders.

After everyone had left, Tywin motioned for the two to sit down.

"You're right."

Tywin sat down next to Tyrion.

"If Eddard Stark were still alive, we could use him to make peace with Winterfell and Riverrun, or we could buy time to deal with Robert's two younger brothers. But ......"

"But thanks to my good nephew, now we have no way out." Tyrion scoffed, "Maybe there is some truth to the rumors in King's Landing, and even the gods can't see his stupidity anymore. ”

"The rumors in King's Landing are true." Tywin suddenly said, "We're going to have a new king soon. ”

"The new king?" Kevon was shocked, "Joffrey is really dead?" By the gods—"

"That's a wizard from the Free City-States of the East." Tywin glanced at him, "Wise and calm, Kevon. ”

“…… Be. Kevon nodded.

"My daughter has heard that the wizard was an assassin found by the outcast little Targaryen girl who had killed my grandson with magic before and after he stupidly walked to the stage - the news should not spread among the army for the time being."

"Raising tigers will eventually lead to trouble." There was a hint of schadenfreude in Tyrion's eyes.

"But he's still your nephew." Tywin reminded as he glanced at him.

"It seems that a wise and wise brain is more important than a tall and handsome body." Kevon pointed.

"That's right......"

Tywin looked at Tyrion, his previously cold gaze now seemed to have a little more gentleness.

"I thought you were just a stunted idiot, and it looks like I'm wrong."

“…… Half wrong. Tyrion was a little uncomfortable, so he changed the subject, "That wizard is here for revenge, maybe we can take advantage of it, Baratheon should be more hated than we are." ”

"You have a point, but I don't think that so-called wizard will make it out of King's Landing alive......"

Tywin took a sip of wine,

"Now there's one more important thing. Your sister has ordered us to go to King's Landing at once to defend against the Red Keep and the Knight of the Hundred Flowers. ”

"Note that she 'ordered' us in the name of the King and the Imperial Council."

"......" Tyrion frowned.

"I want you to go to King's Landing."

Tywin said bluntly.

“…… Do what? ”

"In my place he became the Hand of the King, Prime Minister. Discipline our new king and your stupid sister well for me, lest they repeat the mistakes of the past. Of course, if you find any rebellious behavior on the part of Berish, Varys, and Paisher—"

"Beheaded, speared, hung on the wall." Tyrion sighed, "Why me?" ”

"Because you are my son."