"Tournament Trial!" Eddard Stark said lightly, "Okay, I promise you, Lord Tyrion, who will you send to the tournament Trial?"

He was calm, but his heart was quick to cut through the chaos, and he decided to hurry up and carry on his own affairs.

No time can be wasted, and it is important to do your own thing quickly.

Tyrion said, "Which knight in the throne hall is willing to fight for us?"

No one answered.

This is to be expected.

No one wants to risk their lives for the ruined Lannister Cersei.

The testimony of Cersei and Jaime's incestuous new witness, Fellow Paxiel, has not yet been spoken, but the little devil jumps out to interrupt the trial and offers a martial arts trial, and everyone knows it.

Choosing a martial arts trial when it is absolutely impossible to win a martial arts trial may have one purpose: it is likely that Scholar Schill will say more unbearable things.

Cersei glared at Tyrion, the trial of the martial arts, all the charges will be confirmed, and she will die.

Even if she is not tried by force, she will not escape the crime. - But, at the Tournament Trial, Cersei glanced at Robert Strong as if she would die sooner.

"Tyrion!" Cersei said.

"My dear old lady, don't speak yet. Tyrion thought to himself, standing at the throne table and looking around the throne hall, ignoring Cersei's voice, "What warrior is willing to stand up and fight for the Lannisters? ”

Still no one has stepped forward!

Stannis said, "Little devil, how long do you want to delay?

"I need to find the time for the acting knight. Tyrion said, "There are no knights here willing to fight for us, but there is no shortage of skilled knights in the West, Lord Prime Minister, please give me time for the acting knights of the West to arrive in King's Landing." ”

"Procrastination. Stannis was succinct.

"Who's your Acting Knight?" Eddard Stark asked in a deep voice.

"I need time to send a raven to my father, and he will send one of the best knights to King's Landing to compete. "Prime Minister, all I can say now is that I need a fair and reasonable month, and I don't know who my father will send to compete." ”

The audience was in an uproar!

Tyrion sneered, "Tournament trial, I have the right to have my acting knight come from the West." The old and new gods are above, and I am entitled to at least a month. Why does the Prime Minister want to convict us without a trial in a contest?"

"Cersei and Jaime had incestuous birth of Joffrey, Tomman, and Messira, and there was no need for a martial trial. Eddard Stark said, "Gods, in the name of the Lord Regent, Guardian of the Realm, and Hand of the King, I declare Stannis Baratheon the new King in accordance with the laws of the kingdom and the line of succession by blood. ”

"Long live Your Majesty King Stannis, long live, long live—" said the red-robed woman as if chanting aloud from the ladies.

She was very tall, standing out among the ladies, and her voice was very loud, with an exotic melodious sound, which overwhelmed the audience, so that everyone in every corner of the throne hall could hear it clearly.

Then, she knelt down on one knee towards where Stannis stood.

"Long live Your Majesty King Stannis, long live, long live—" Davos, the onion knight, followed.

"Long live Your Majesty King Stannis, long live, long live, long live—" The Black Armor all knelt down on one knee, their voices like a tide, like a huge thunder.

Eddard Stark stepped down from the Iron Throne, knelt in the carpet, and faced Stannis Baratheon: "Long live your majesty, long live, long live, long live—"

All the guards of the North walked up behind Eddard Stark and immediately knelt down on one knee and faced Stannis Baratheon: "Long live your majesty, long live, long live, long live—"

Then there was Sir Barristan Selmy, who drew his sword from his waist and laid it flat on his hands, facing Stannis: "Long live your majesty, long live, long live, long live—"

Scholar Paischer, Varys, Petyr the Littlefinger, Berry Dondelien, Eiling Pine, the executioner of the Imperial Judge, the capital garrison, courtiers, nobles, and all the knights and ladies, all knelt down and faced Stannis: "Long live your majesty, long live, long live, long live—"

Tyrion was the last to kneel, and he knelt down at the minister's table, facing Stannis, and bowed his head!

Cersei and her two children were taken to a corner by two Black Armorers and guarded.

Stannis was expressionless, he never smiled, and after winning the Iron Throne, he was also unhappy, with his stern face, he walked up the steps of the Iron Throne step by step, and he didn't tell the kneeling people to get up, he slowly sat on the Iron Throne, still without saying a word.

The throne hall was silent.

The red-robed woman stood up and walked through the kneeling crowd, like a small sun shining brightly, and walked up the steps to Stannis, she took out a crown, the crown was made of pure gold, and seven spikes arranged in an even circle symbolized the seven kingdoms, each with a flaming ruby on top of it.

The crown is adorned with a circle of flaming hearts surrounding the crown buck. From a distance, only the shape of a flame could be seen, and the Crowned Buck was almost invisible because of its small size.

"Your Excellency, Minister, courtiers, ladies, nobles and knights, sergeants and soldiers, get up. The voice of the red-robed woman resounded throughout the audience.

Everyone was amazed. - It wasn't His Majesty King Stannis who spoke to get them up.

Tyrion's heart moved, this Stannis, who favored exotic witches, must be reversed, and the throne will not be long.

In King's Landing, it would be difficult for the commander of the capital garrison to convince the crowd if he was not a local. - A knight from a non-royal realm is a commander, and it takes more effort and time to gain the support of the soldiers. - How much more a kingdom.

Varys also chuckled in his heart, and he looked at Eddard Stark, the man who shocked him and was now secretly jealous and fearful, but his face was unmistakable, and he couldn't see what was going on in his heart.

Varys glanced at Littlefinger, the increasingly strange creature still smiling.

Varys sighed inwardly, Stannis favored exotic witches, and the Seven Kingdoms were bound to be in chaos. Eddard Stark is an unfathomable man, what is he planning to prop such a foolish Stannis to power?

Varys looked sideways at Eddard Stark again. Ed had stood up, his expression as usual.

A chill rose in Varys's heart, he was conceited and witty to plan to be the first in the Seven Kingdoms, and he knew all the plans and ambitions of Littlefinger. He cleverly exploited Littlefinger's ambitions, and at his suggestion, Littlefinger instigated Lysa Tully to kill Jon Arryn, setting off the Seven Kingdoms Rebellion.

The Seven Kingdoms Rebellion was what Varys had hoped for, but now, he felt that something was getting out of hand, because he could no longer see through Littlefinger and seriously underestimated Eddard Stark's resourcefulness.

Littlefinger is witty, but witty is not witty.

Littlefinger is also very smart, but smart is not smart.

It's just that after Littlefinger is now on Eddard Stark's side, the whole person has also changed and become unpredictable.

The nobles of the Seven Kingdoms all knew that Stannis was a man who did not smile, did not like to talk, and did not want to communicate with people, but the first words he said after sitting on the throne were actually said by an exotic witch, which made everyone very uncomfortable.

Everyone get up.

The red-robed woman scanned the audience and said in a beautiful and crisp voice: "His Majesty King Stannis has ascended the throne, Prime Minister, please arrange for the bachelor to immediately transmit the news to the Seven Kingdoms, and order the lords of the Seven Kingdoms to come together to celebrate the enthronement of the new king." ”

As soon as these words came out, the ministers exchanged heads and talked about it.

An exotic witch ordering the prime ministers of the Seven Kingdoms is simply unbelievable and unacceptable.

Stannis's face was as grim as ever, he had long forgotten what a smile was, he frowned slightly, and his eyes swept over the throne hall like the edge of a blade.