"Let the messenger go!"

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"Offending the Seven Gods, Stannis is a capital offense!"

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"Go to seven hells, you damn bastard!"

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Outside the Red Fort Suspension Bridge,

A crowd of indignant people gathered below, holding torches, raising their heads and making a loud noise, expressing their anger and indignation in their chests.

The sound was noisy and noisy, and the scene was similar to the usual vegetable market, but now what they shouted was not the kind of trivial business, but the words of heart.

Looking down at the light of the torches, the blackness of the scene made everyone who saw it tense, and Stannis was the same, staring at everything below, his face gloomy and terrible.

The surrounding nobles offered to leave the city and drive them away, while others proposed to turn a blind eye, but none of them received a response from the new owner of the Iron Throne.

After staring at it for a long time, he squeezed out a paragraph from between his teeth: "Who caught the wizard?" ”

"It's Sir Elen, Your Majesty." Davos, beside him, replied in a low voice, adding secretly in his heart. "It's also your brother-in-law."

"Who gave him the order?"

"I heard it was you."

As soon as he said this, he felt that something was wrong, looking at the look of the person in front of him, he was obviously caught off guard by this, and if he ordered the arrest of that wizard, how could he not be mentally prepared at all?

Then he added: "Perhaps we should call Iren in and ask him carefully, Your Majesty." ”

It was a good idea, but before he could finish speaking, the other lord beside him spoke slightly sarcastically. "Sir Ellen of the Florentine family has been turned into a skeleton by a wizard, and if he could still speak, I think he would answer Sir Seaworth's question. That is, of course, if we find him in the pile of bones. ”

"We can talk about that later." A member of the Queen's Party interrupted them, "For now, we should consider releasing the Emissary of the Lord of Light, after all, he is a special ......"

However, before he could finish his words, he was coldly rejected by Stannis.

"Put? If there were doubts about his crimes, there are no doubts about them now. Stannis snorted coldly: "So unscrupulous, he doesn't take me, the king, in his eyes at all!" ”

The vassal's proposal is very rational, but if he is let go like this, then what majesty does he have as a king?

A poor king who was pinched by a sorcerer to the "point"?

How is this different from what the Lannisters have encountered?

"Your Majesty is under the influence of the villain's conspiracy without knowing it. Impulsive decisions are not wise. ”

A faint female voice appeared from the side, and the tiredness could not be concealed in the smooth voice. Stannis turned his head to see a fiery red Melisandre, and he couldn't help but sneer.

"It seems that your heart is also on your messenger of the Lord of Light? But as far as I know, he also has the title of the Emissary of the Seven Gods. ”

"That's just the foolish words of the hypocrites, Your Majesty." The red-robed woman said seriously: "There are only two true gods in the world, one is light and the other is cold. The rest is all lies and dry bones. ”

As soon as these words came out, half of the nobles here showed admiration, and the other half were full of indignation. Someone said angrily because of this: "Blasphemy against the gods in heaven, and the lady will not be afraid of misfortune from her mouth?" ”

"Sir Rambuton's desire to kill me has never ceased, but I have never seen you do it, and I have been waiting for it for a long time." As she spoke, she ignored the old nobleman's changed face and turned her head to salute Stannis.

"Think carefully, Your Majesty, you should have been allies."

With that, she bowed again, then turned to leave.

She seemed to be busy with something, and since entering King's Landing, Charles hadn't seen her, and neither did anyone else. It's only now that this kind of scene has escaped.

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Looking at her back, Stannis's face was a little cloudy.

Everything in front of him was completely unexpected, he obviously didn't give any orders, why would his brother-in-law order to arrest people? That's it, he actually imprisoned the wizard in the Red Keep dungeon?

There is no confession, or even if there is a confession, the nobility cannot be treated like this!

Who encouraged him to do this?

It's a question that can never be figured out, because Eren has become a pile of broken bones.

What's even more inexplicable is why this news has spread so quickly.

Why is that bloody dark wizard so embraced?

Why did his people, who should have ruled him, plan to rebel against him? Or even call him bald?

Stannis, who had been busy arranging the city's defenses during this time, was puzzled by this, although he rarely thought about the people in the city because of the war, but he thought that he was doing much better than the Lannisters, but what was the situation at the moment?

Just because of the so-called identity of the messenger of the Seven Gods?

He'd heard a few rumors lately, but Stannis never took them seriously, thinking they were just the folks of ignorance.

But now it seems......

"Damn bald, let the messenger go!"

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"Blasphemers don't end well!"

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"Have the strength to go at that funny clown, you poor and ridiculous idiot king!"

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The unpleasant insults never stopped, and the noisy and scolding was extremely harsh, and finally evolved into "moving hands and feet". A few middle-aged men came briskly carrying ladders, and the children, at the instigation of their mothers, peed and spat under the city walls.

A trembling old man struggled to throw a few rotten vegetables at the city wall, although it had no effect due to the strength and height of the city wall, the crisp sound of impact and the bright red liquid spreading and flowing down were very obvious, and some people finally couldn't help it

A young nobleman half-knelt on the ground and said indignantly: "Your Majesty, please let me attack!" ”

He was angry, but Stannis was cold.

"Sortie? What do you want? Kill them all? ”

"These mobs are so presumptuous!"

"It's presumptuous, but you think I'm the bastard pseudo-king of the Lannisters?"

"They have offended the king, and there is no forgiveness for their crimes, Your Majesty!"

"yes, they're damned." Stannis sneered: "And then? Kill this group, and another group will emerge? Or just kill them until they're scared? How many numbers does that need? If Sir Morford can estimate it, I am always welcome to come to me and ask for your life, for now? ”

"Send someone to inform the golden robe and let them solve it. Armies are for killing, not slaughtering! ”

With a cold snort, under everyone's silent gaze, Stannis turned his head and left, out of sight and out of mind.

He was annoyed, even more annoyed than everyone else, but that didn't mean he would get carried away by the anger.

There are some openings that cannot be opened, otherwise it will only lead to endless troubles.

Returning to the kingdom hall with a gloomy face, he sat on the hard iron chair that was not comfortable at all, and looked at the empty hall below, and the anger in the heart of the new king gradually subsided.

The quiet environment also made him slowly leave all his emotions behind and start to think rationally.

However, before he could stop for a moment, Stark hurried in, and the first thing he said was the one that upset him.

"Your Majesty, what are you going to do with Sir Cranston?"

"You're questioning me?" The embers that had not yet completely dissipated were rekindled, and the new king, who was already very troubled by this, became even more annoyed.

"No, Your Majesty, I'm just asking." Stark replied on his knees, bowing his head.

"Crumston was too presumptuous to kill and play witchcraft under the King's nose."

"So, what does Your Majesty plan to do with it?"

"You already have the answer in mind."

Hearing this, Stark couldn't help but raise his eyes to look at Stannis: "Black-robed army? ”

"A dark wizard joins the Black-robed Army?" Stannis scoffed, "To give a gift to the stranger?" Maybe I'll cut off his head before that so I don't have to be afraid. ”

It could be angry words, or it could be what he really thought. Just hearing this, Ed couldn't be indifferent.

He took a deep breath, looked up at his own king above, and said, "Your Majesty, he has made great contributions to our army. ”

"I've been rewarded." Seeing him so entangled, Stannis's face grew cold.

"He saved my life."

"He killed Iren, along with a dozen loyal soldiers."

"I said I wanted to keep him safe."

"Then you're going to break your promise, Master Stark."

Hearing this, Ed's face was a little uncertain, and after a moment of silence, he slowly stood up.

"But I don't think so."

"What? Do you want to disobey your king? ”

"No, but if you insist."

As he spoke, his eyes quietly on Stannis, he reached out and pulled off the Order of the Hand of the King on his chest and tossed it at his feet.

"Please cut off my head first."

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Looking down at the chest ornament that had been thrown at the edge of the steps, glittering golden in the light of the brazier, Stannis was stunned.

He, how dare he?

How dare he treat his own king like this?

The mob, the red-robed woman, and the Duke of the North, who was supposed to be loyal to honor and to the country...... Don't everyone take him as a king in their eyes?

Staring at the medal on the ground for a long time, he gritted his teeth and looked at Stark: "You don't dare me?" ”

Deathly silence, as soon as these words came out, the hall fell into complete silence.

Stark bowed his head and said nothing, as if waiting for a fall.

Stannis stared at him closely, his face stiff, and his right hand on the Iron Throne clenched the armrest tightly, and the sharp barbs and furrows on the Iron Chair cut his fingers and bleed out without knowing it.

The scene seemed to be deadlocked, however, just as the two were silently facing each other, a panicked scream suddenly came from outside the king's hall.

"Your Majesty is not good, a letter from the raven, the Iron Islands have sent troops to invade the north!"