Chapter 190 Dethroning the King

   "Kingslayer" Jaime Lannister seemed to be in a daze before, so he didn't react at all, but seeing his sister's appearance, he also realized that something was wrong, and rushed towards Duke Ed.

  But Ser Barristan Selmy, Captain of the Kingsguard, blocked him: "Stand back, Ser Jaime, Lord Eddard has the right to speak!"

   "The queen mother ordered him to shut up."

   "In what name?" Ser Barristan insisted.

   "Treason! Eddard Stark is treason!" Cersei yelled, stepping forward and shoving her son. "Let someone take him down!"

  Joffrey was in a daze at the moment, and didn't understand what was going on at all, but seeing his mother so nervous, he ordered the white knight behind him:

   "Go and take down Eddard Stark!"

  The five white knights drew their swords one after another, while "The Hound" Sandor Clegane also rushed over.

   "Lannister treason!" A loud shout erupted from the seats of the northern nobles, and then saw the huge Earl Jon Umber leading the way, and a group of northern nobles also rushed over, "Protect Lord Ed!"

  The scene suddenly became a mess.

  Wang Ling and the Hewan nobles sat without moving. Many of them had already realized what was going on, with gloating smiles on their faces.

Duke Ed was still reading the contents of the book aloud: "In the 94th year of the Conquest, Miss Murita of the Lannister family married Sir Fasha of the Baratheon family, and gave birth to a pair of twins the following year. For brunettes…”

  Besides, the knights of the Lannister family and the nobles of the northern border are already fighting together.

  In the chaos, Samwell quietly stepped forward, his eyes fixed on the figure of the king.

  The attention of everyone in the venue was on Duke Ed, and they didn't even notice that a little baron from the Reach had quietly approached the king.

"In the 37th year of the Conquest, Miss Nyala of the Baratheon family married Sir Dylan of the Lannister family and gave birth to three sons, all with black hair." Duke Ed closed the book and pointed at Joff , declaring loudly, "Joffrey is not of the blood of the old king Robert, but of Cersei and her brother Jaime-Lon's blood, 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 this moment, a loud eagle cry came from the sky.

  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 just came to the giant sword, grabbed the hilt of the sword, and rushed forward!

  [Dawn] Unsheathed, dragged out a flaming tail.

   Like a red comet across the sky.

   "Stop him!" Finally someone noticed Samwell.

   "Help me! Save me!" Joff'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 and did not move, although Boros Braun moved Yes, but deliberately slow down.

  The remaining four white knights kept their oath, and rushed towards Samwell under the leadership of "Kingslayer" James Lannister.

  White scale armor, white cloak, erected a white shield wall in front of the king.

   Facing the four most outstanding knights of the Seven Kingdoms, Samwell was not afraid, and his forward momentum remained undiminished. The giant sword in his hand was covered with red and gold patterns, hot and dazzling.

   A sword is swung out.

  The flames exploded, like dragon flames raging, and the white shield wall was instantly swallowed.

  The white scale armor 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, Merlin Tran lost his head, Preston Greenfield's throat armor melted like ice and snow, and only Jaime Lannister saw the situation Miao, dodged to dodge, but was also cut off the hand holding the sword.

   With one sword strike, the four white knights were killed three times and injured one!

  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 cry 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 seemed to freeze.

  Everyone watched this scene dumbfounded.

  Even Duke Ed Stark didn't think that Samwell would really kill the king!

  He actually dared to kill the king!

  Even if it is 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, "Father! Stop him! Save my son! Save your king!"

   However, no one stepped forward.

  Northern nobles applauded secretly, Hewan nobles gloated, royal nobles watched coldly...

   No one will draw a sword for this king.

   "The Hound" Sandor Clegane drew his long sword, but did not dare to step forward.

   This loyal dog of the Lannister family rushed forward with the four white knights, but retreated like crazy after seeing the raging flames.

  The disfigured face was distorted and deformed, and the whole person was trembling, as if recalling some unbearable past.

  In the dead silence, Samwell slowly drew out his giant sword, allowing Joffrey's body to 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 gave way one after another, saluting the kingslayer with their gazes.

  Cersei threw herself on her son, and cried, "Stop him! Stop him! He has killed your king! He has killed your king!"

   Still no one stepped forward.

  All the nobles in the northern region, Hewan, and Wangling just watched helplessly as the baron who had just killed the king slowly walked out.

  Maybe it was 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 Robert Royce.

  But he didn't come to stop Samwell, but stood behind him, facing the Queen Mother, as if silently declaring—

   If you want to catch Baron Yingzuiyu, pass me first!

  Samwell nodded to the second son of Runestone City, and then left calmly.

  The deserted king died.

   And the murderer just left in full view.

  No one stops.

  Walking out of the venue, Samwell sheathed the giant sword again, carried it behind his back, and then turned over and rode on the prepared 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 the king?

  At the beginning, the sky and the city that they paid the price of blood and life to capture, was given to the Dornishmen by a light order of the king.

  If Joffrey dared to come to these soldiers without his guards, Samwell might not be able to do it, and these people would kill the king with their own hands.

   All the way out of Tianji City and into the garrison camp, Samwell suddenly slowed down his horse.

  Because, he saw a familiar figure.

   "Miss Margery?"

   "Sam?" Margaret 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, and she didn't wear any expensive and complicated jewelry. 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." Margaret stuck out her little tongue, showing a somewhat embarrassed smile.

   "Did you forget that there is still a king waiting for you today?"

   "I haven't forgotten. It's just that... I made a brave choice." Margaret 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: "I also made a brave choice."

"What?"

   "Killed a king."

  Margaery opened her mouth wide, and was stunned for a moment before she said, "Sam, you...are you kidding me?"

   "What? You think I dare not kill the king?"

  The domineering display of the man made Margaret lose his mind for a moment. She stared blankly at the giant sword behind Samwell before she dared to say:

   "You, did you really kill Joffrey?"

"It's true." Samwell said, "However, Duke Eddard has proved that Joffrey is the evil offspring of Cersei and James, and he is not the legitimate king at all. He killed so many people, And killed my brother, of course I want revenge."

  Margaery looked at Samwell in shock, her wide-eyed appearance was cute.

   "Goodbye Miss Margery, I should go to escape." Samwell bowed slightly on the horse to greet him.

   "Wait!" Margaret stopped the baron, "Take me away!"

  Samwell froze for a moment, then raised his eyebrows and said, "You want to come with me?"

   "Yes!" Margaery looked up at the man, with a shy and sweet smile on her face, "Didn't you make me make a brave choice? I choose you! My knight!"

  Samwell looked at the girl in front of him seriously, his heartbeat accelerated, but he still reminded:

   "I'm a kingslayer now."

   "No. You just deposed a false king." Margaery declared proudly, "You are not a kingslayer, you are a deposed king!"

Samwell laughed loudly: "It's a very clever statement. Unfortunately, not everyone will agree. But no matter what, I'm just a little baron, and I'm still a little boy who has already made a death feud with the most powerful family in the Seven Kingdoms." Baron, do you really want to come with me?"

  Margaery stretched out her white and slender arm, which was still stained with blood:

   "You have the courage to kill a king, don't you have the courage to elope with a duke's daughter?"

  Samwell took a deep look at Margaery, finally held her hand, pulled her into his arms, and made a promise:

   "I killed one of your kings, and one day, I will give you back one!"

  (end of this chapter)