Chapitre 190: Chapter 190
Chapter 190 The King
"Kingslayer" Jaime Lannister seemed to be in a daze before, so he didn't react, but seeing his sister's appearance, he also realized that something was wrong, and rushed towards Duke Eddard.
But Ser Barristan Selmy, Captain of the Kingsguard, stopped him. "Stand back, Ser Jaime, Lord Eddard has the right to speak!"
"The queen orders him to be silent."
"In what name?" Ser Barristan would not budge.
"Treason! Eddard Stark's treason!" Cersei yelled, stepping forward and shoving her son,
"Get him down!"
Joffrey looked bewildered at this moment, he didn't understand what was going on. Seeing that his mother was so nervous, he ordered the King's guard behind him:
"Capture Eddard Stark, now !"
The five Kingsguard drew their swords one after another, and at the same time "The Hound" Sandor Clegane also rushed over.
"Traitor Lannister!" A loud shout erupted from the seats of the northern nobles, and then the huge Earl Jon Umber lead the way, following a group of northern nobles also rushed over, "Protect Lord Eddard !"
The scene suddenly became chaotic.
The Royal and the Reach nobles sat without moving. Many of them had already realized what was going on, with gloating smiles on their faces.
Duke Eddard was still reading the contents of the book aloud: "In the 94th year of the Conquest, Lady Murita of the Lannister family married Sir Fasha of the Baratheon family, and gave birth to a pair of twins the following year. Because of the black hair..."
Nearby, the knights of the Lannister family and the nobles of the northern border were already fighting.
In the chaos, Samwell stepped forward quietly, his eyes fixed on the figure of the king.
The attention of everyone in the venue was on Duke Eddard, and they didn't notice that a little baron from the Reach had quietly approached the king.
"In the 37th year of the Conquest, Lady Nyala of the Baratheon family married Sir Dylan of the Lannister family and gave birth to three sons, all with black hair." Duke Eddard closed the book and pointed at Joffrey, announcing loudly, "Joffrey is not the blood of the former king Robert, but the evil offspring of Cersei and his brother Jaime, a false king!"
As soon as the word false king came out, the crowd was in an uproar.
Cersei screamed.
Joffrey blushed and roared angrily,
"Lie! Lie! Eddard Stark is lying! Kill him! Kill him!"
At that moment, there was a loud cry in the sky eagle chirping.
A pale giant sword descended from the sky and plunged into the high platform with a bang, leaving spiderweb-like cracks on the ground.
Samwell walked towards the giant sword, grabbed the hilt of the sword, and rushed forward!
[Dawn] Unsheathed, dragged out the fiery red tail.
Like a red comet across the sky.
"Stop him!" Finally, someone noticed Samwell.
"Help me! Help me!" Joffrey's face changed greatly, and he howled like a duck.
The Kingsguard finally saw the baron charging towards the king with his sword, but Captain Barristan Selmy stood still, Mandon Moore hesitated for a moment but did not move, although Boros Blaunt moved, Yes, but deliberately slow down.
The other four Kingsguard kept their oath and rushed towards Samwell under the leadership of "Kingslayer" Jaime Lannister.
White scale armour, white cloak and erected a white shield wall in front of the king.
Facing the four most outstanding knights of the Seven Kingdoms, Samwell was not afraid, his forward momentum remained undiminished. The giant sword in his hand was covered with red and gold lines, hot and dazzling.
A sword swung out.
The flames exploded, like dragon flames raging, and the white shield wall was instantly swallowed.
The white-scale armour made of fine steel was cut open without hindrance like fragile butter under the light of the flame and sword.
Arys Oakheart was cut in half, Meryn Trant lost his head, Preston Greenfield's throat armour melted like ice and snow, and only Jaime Lannister saw the situation and dodged, but was also cut off the hand holding the sword.
With one sword strike, the four kings' guard suffered, three dead and one injured!
The turbulent flame and sword light have not yet dissipated, leaving a hideous mark in the air, just like the sea of flames in the temple five years ago.
In the flames, the figures of the last seven warriors who sang "Song of the Seven Gods" flashed past, the mournful cry of Earl Yohn Royce before his death, and the face of "Red Viper" Oberyn, whose flesh and blood melted, flashed past. , flashing past Dickon Tarly's icy coffin...and finally fixed on a red comet across the sky.
[Dawn]Drags a blur of light and shadow in the air, like the blood-red tail of a comet.
The stars wept blood.
The next second, the star pierced Joffrey's chest.
The blazing fire instantly incinerated the beating heart.
Joff's eyes were ferocious, his mouth was wide open, and a rough roar came out of his throat as if he was about to scream, but he was swallowed by the gushing blood.
At this moment, time seems to freeze.
Everyone watched this scene dumbfounded.
Even Duke Eddard Stark didn't think that Samwell would really kill the king!
He actually dared to kill the king!
Even a false king!
It wasn't until Queen Cersei's scream broke it all that time seemed to resume its flow.
"No! No no no no no!" Cersei hissed. " Stop him! Save my son! Save your king!"
But no one stepped forward.
The northern nobles applauded secretly, the Reach nobles gloated, and the royal nobles watched coldly...
No one is willing to draw a sword for this king.
"The Hound" Sandor Clegane drew his sword but did not dare to move forward.
The loyal dogs of the Lannister family rushed forward following the four kings' guard, but retreated like crazy after seeing the raging flames.
The King's face was distorted and deformed, and the whole person was trembling as if recalling some unbearable past.
In the dead silence, Samwell slowly withdrew his giant sword, and let Joffrey's body fall limply to the ground.
He turned around, his eyes slowly swept across the audience, and then he just held the blood-dripping fire sword and walked out step by step.
All the nobles stepped out of the way one after another, saluting the regicide with their gazes.
Cersei threw herself on her son, crying, "Stop him! Stop him! He killed your king! He killed your king!"
Still, no one came forward.
All the nobles in the northern region, Reach, and Royal nobels just watched helplessly as the baron who had just killed the king slowly walked out.
Perhaps they were frightened by the terrifying strength this person showed just now, or maybe no one is willing to stand up for a false king, or maybe other people have long wanted to do this but have never dared to do it.
Finally, a person stepped forward.
Sir Robar Royce.
But he didn't come to stop Samwell, but stood behind him, facing the Queen and the crowd, as if silently declaring that
if you want to catch Baron of Eagle Island, pass me first!
Samwell nodded to the second son of Runestone City and left calmly.
The renegade king is dead.
And the murderer just left in full view.
No one stopped.
Walking out of the venue, Samwell sheathed the giant sword again, carried it behind his back, and then turned over to ride on the prepared war horse.
The soldiers in the city didn't even know that the king had been killed by the baron, but even if they knew, how many people would stand up and serve that king?
Skyreach City, which they paid the price of blood and lives to capture, was given to the Dornishmen by the king's light order.
If Joffrey dared to come among these soldiers without his guards, Samwell might not have had to do it, and these people would kill the king with their own hands.
All the way out of Skyreach City and into the garrison camp, Samwell suddenly slowed down his horse.
Because he saw a familiar figure.
"Lady Margery?"
"Sam?" Margery was taken aback for a moment as if she didn't expect to see the Baron here.
She was wearing a simple and plain white dress at the moment, she didn't wear any expensive and complicated jewellery. On the contrary, she was stained with blood, her soft brown hair was slightly messy, and her smooth forehead was covered with beads of sweat.
Samwell looked at the wounded barracks behind her and seemed to understand something.
"I didn't expect you to treat wounded soldiers?"
"Only some simple bandages." Margaery stuck out her little tongue, showing a somewhat embarrassed smile.
"Did you forget that there was still a king waiting for you today?"
"I haven't forgotten. It's just that... I made a brave choice." Margaery raised her head, the smile on her face was brighter than the sun, " By the way, why did you come out? Could it be that the banquet is over so soon?"
Samwell laughed loudly: "I also made a brave choice."
"What?"
"Killed a king."
Margaery opened her mouth wide and paused for a moment before saying, "Sam, you...are you kidding me?"
"Why? You think I dare not kill the king?"
The man's domineering display made Margaery momentarily distracted. She stared blankly at the giant sword on Samwell's back before daring to say: "
"You, you really killed Joffrey?"
"It's absolutely true. "Samwell said, "However, Duke Eddard has proved that Joffrey was the evil offspring of Cersei and Jaime, and was not the legitimate king at all. He killed so many people, and also killed my brother, of course I wanted revenge."
Margaery looked at Samwell in shock, her wide-eyed appearance was cute.
"Goodbye, Lady Margery, it's time for me to escape." Samwell bowed slightly on the horse in greeting.
"Wait!" Margaery stopped the baron, "Take me away!"
Samwell was stunned for a moment, then raised his eyebrows and said, "You want to follow me?"
"Yes!" Margery looked up at the man, with a shy and sweet smile on his face, "Didn't you ask to make a brave choice? I choose you! My knight!"
Samwell looked at the girl in front of him seriously, his heart beating faster. But he still reminded :
"I am a kingslayer now."
"No. You just deposed a false king." Margaery declared proudly, "You are not a kingslayer, you are a false kingslayer!"
Samwell Laughed: "It's a very clever statement. Unfortunately, not everyone will agree. But no matter what, I'm just a little baron and a little baron who has forged a feud with the most powerful family in the Seven Kingdoms. Are you really willing to follow a little baron? "
Margaery stretched out her white and slender arms, which were still stained with blood:
"You dare to kill a king but don't you have the courage to elope with the daughter of a duke?"
Samway took a deep look at Margaery, finally held her hand, pulled her into his arms, and made a promise:
"I killed your king, and one day, I will pay you back!"
[END]
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
-- Power
stone