Chapter 428
The sky is gray and the cold rain is desolate.
Five Demon Dragons hover over King's Landing with smoke billowing and fire everywhere.
Dragonflame nearly melted the Red Keep.
Cersei hugs the weeping Tommen, crouching on the Iron Throne, crying "Mother Mercy".
Under King's Landing, a battle to dye Blackwater Rush red is taking place.
Tyrion is right in the middle of the field, holding up an axe taller than oneself, fighting alongside Barristan the Bold and Jorah Mormont in white-glazed armor.
This Tyrion has two heads, both without a nose, one head screaming with excitement, wearing a True Dragon helmet, and shouting "Kill Kill Kill Kill"; the other head Wearing a yellow Golden Lion helmet, he closed his eyes and seemed to fall asleep.
Duke Tywin is the commander of the enemy army, striding out of the array on a tall horse, while Jaime and Ser Kevan are by his side, and behind him are the fully armed Lannisters such as Genna aunt and Lancel's cousin.
After that, countless golden robe lion helmet soldiers,
At this time, Unsullied and Dothraki horse men rushed towards the golden robe soldiers like a tide.
"hear me roar!" Duke Tywin pointed his sword at the enemy and shouted, "Kill all the evil dragons!"
"Blood King's Landing, don't let a Lannister go! ' the Queen on the Demon Dragon responded grimly.
Tyrion was unstoppable and rushed to the front of Duke Tywin, slicing him and his horse into two pieces with just one axe.
"Hahaha..." Tyrion laughed wildly with his bloodstained axe.
"Beast!" Jaime, golden armor golden armor golden sword, roared and charged forward.
Tyrion is fearless, golden armor Jaime has no right hand and is no match for him at all.
Tyrion smashed Jaime's iron armor with an axe, smashing his face into a red mud, laughing heartily with every blow.
Then Aunt Genna, cousins...
When the fight was over, Tyrion looked back, only to find that the other head of oneself was crying.
"hahahaha, Kill Kill Kill..."
"wū wū wū wū..."
The warm morning light shines through Through the skylight, a golden beam of light was projected in the bedroom. On the duvet bed, Tyrion muttered vaguely to avoid the direct sunlight.
"pēng pēng pēng..."
"Tyrion, Imp, quick get up!"
Knocks and shouts are like The other side of the mountain was as far away as a folk song, and Tyrion on the bed didn't respond at all.
Until...
Duke Tywin, with his head split in half and falling on the ground, looked at him coldly and said coldly, "Tyrion, get up!"
"Yes, father!" Tyrion sat up reflexively.
Rubbling his sore and swollen eyes, dwarf gradually came back to his senses.
Look around, oneself is in a richly decorated palace, the heat of the sun is so real.
"Damn, disturbing my dreams..." Imp cursed, looking towards Duckfield who knocked on the door: "Stop screaming, I'll get up right now."
Putting his hand on the pillow, Tyrion's expression froze, and when he looked back, there was a wet spot on White's soft duck-down pillow.
"Dad, you can only scare me in your dreams now!" Tyrion grinned and revealed a smile that was uglier than crying, then lifted the quilt and prepared to get out of bed.
As soon as he moved, his body froze again, he looked down to see clearly, the little brother held his head high, his pants were wet and sticky.
"Hey, it's been a few months, and there's only Penny around..."
Thinking of the beautiful complexion's female dwarf, the little brother immediately nodded his approval, but Tyrion's deformed The big head shook with a complicated expression.
"Just in time to experience the exotic flavor of Slaver's Bay."
Im is still very disciplined when it comes to dealing with girlfriends.
He was so greedy for Sansa's body, but he still couldn't hold back from touching her - he gave Littlefinger his oneself wife in vain, and the loss was miserable.
He also has love and pity for the female dwarf Penny.
Several times Penny made silent invitations to him, but he held on.
"What are you calling me in such a hurry?"
Imp walked out of the bedroom yawning, only "Duck" Knight Duckfield was left in the living room.
"You see Sun? It's almost noon!" Duckfield exclaimed, pointing to the window.
"So what?" Tyrion asked casually, and then looked left and right, there was no shadow of the female dwarf, and couldn't help but wonder: "Where are the people, little Prince Prince and Ser Connington?"
"So what?" p>
"Upstairs...Oh, in the lower level of the pyramid, the Queen is trying the Earl Chainbreaker case, do you want to see it?"
Tyrion was surprised and asked quickly: "The trial has already started. Why didn't you wake me up earlier?"
"Didn't I?" Duck said ill-humoredly.
Didn't have time to enjoy the hearty breakfast brought by the maid, Tyrion took a piece called "meat bun", nibbled it, and went downstairs.
......
Nobles are given preferential treatment by nobility, otherwise why would everyone work so hard to climb up?
Tyrion can easily find a place to eat melons even if it is late.
The preliminary review process is not open to the public.
Apart from the nobles, there were no spectators, and the judgment hall on the second floor was completely empty.
Cleon's handcuffs were removed, and his prison uniform was replaced by a comfortable dark sweater.
Earl Chainbreaker sits in the middle, surrounded by a ring-shaped trial seat, with a total of 27 magistrates.
Nine nobles and nine government officials.
Nine Ghis Magistrates select the most prestigious Ghis scholars from the three cities of Slaver's Bay.
Well, must be a scholar, or some other professional with the ability to be a scholar.
Only scholars can understand the legal code and Cleon's case.
"Where's the Queen?" Tyrion whispered as he approached Connington.
"After the trial was announced, the Queen left."
Seeing Tyrion's puzzlement, Connington pointed to the magistrate who was reading the case file and explained: "To the nobles The trial is divided into three steps, a closed first trial, an open trial, and a closed final trial.
Now is the first trial, mainly to compare the "legal code" and pick out every violation of Cleon's behavior.
While waiting for the trial, Cleon can defend oneself, or invite scholars who understand the law to help defend."
They, the melon eaters, were discussing in a low voice on the side, but the inner atmosphere of the hall was with swords drawn and bows bent.
Trial Magistrate kept picking out Cleon's mistakes in the "Sons of the Harpy" case, and Earl Butcher, not to be outdone, retorted loudly.
If all the Magistrates accept Cleon's defense, the charge will be dropped and the next round of charges and arguments will proceed.
If a magistrate does not agree with Cleon's explanation, or if Cleon is unable to give an explanation, the complaint will be formally filed, recorded, and handed over to the justices for public hearing during the trial.
Because there are nine highly respected Ghis people in the Magistrate trial, it is difficult to miss obvious illegal charges during the initial trial.
"Seems fair." After a while, Tyrion muttered.
Then he thought of the oneself in the "Purple Wedding" case.
According to Dragon Queen's "legal code"...
Well, 80% of the time he still won't get a good result, because too many witnesses testify against him.
"Come on, after listening to this for so long, I almost understand the Slaver's Bay judicial process."
As it approached noon, Connington whispered.
Tyrion heard with keen interest pleasure, shook his head and said, "You guys go first, I want to listen for a while."
"Don't you think it's boring?" Little Aegon wondered road.
"Boring? no, no, it's very interesting." Tyrion held back a smile and said, "Don't you understand? The "legal code - Noble Chapter" developed by Dragon Queen seems to be not aimed at nobles, but It's the Mad King of House Targaryen."
"Are you crazy to say such things in front of my face?" Little Aegon said angrily.
"Your Highness, Little Prince, you should really learn from your aunt when it comes to stamina." Imp shook his head.
"It's normal for the Queen to learn from her father." Connington frowned.
"Through the "legal code" and the trial process, you can peep into the Queen's thoughts and character... Forget it, you can go if you don't want to hear it!" Tyrion waved his hands.
Connington looked thoughtful, turned to the dark-haired woman and said, "Septa Lemore, why don't you go to see Queen alone?"
"Huh, where's Penny?" With a graceful back, Tyrion, who hasn't had sex for a long time, just swayed in his heart, and then the face of a female dwarf appeared in his mind.
At this time, he realized that Penny was not in the courtroom.
“Where is Penny?” he asked anxiously.
"She went to the pier, performed funny props, and the pig and the big dog were at 'Orange Wine'," said little Aegon.
Tyrion sighed in relief, but still complained uneasy: "She is in a foreign country, how dangerous she is, she should let Duckfield accompany her."
"With Unsullied following .And if you don't sleep late, you can go with her oneself! Queen has always regarded her as your wife, hahaha..." Halfmaester said lowly with a smile.
......
Dragon Queen is not at the Great Pyramid, she is at Bloodrider's after having dinner in the second floor hall to announce the official start of Cleon's trial Under the escort, he rode out of the city.
Her Khalasar has been nomadic between Meereen and Astapor, and recently came near the Worm River.
Dragon Queen wants to get together with her minions and organize several screamer Thousand Man Squads by the way.
Lemore learned from the horse men's maid that the Queen came back at night, and was curious about how the Queen commanded Dothraki. Instead of waiting at the pyramid, Lemore asked a 12-year-old Unsullied to take her outside the city to find her. Queen.
Septa's riding skills were unexpectedly good. It only took more than half an hour to run more than ten kilometers northeast along the Great Way of Loess.
Little Unsullied barely catches up.
Finally, on a prairie, the mature woman with flushed cheeks ran to see the Queen...no, Khalasar of Khaleesi.
Innumerable yurts are raised on the ground. Although there are many, they are arranged in exceptionally neat rows.
A man-made gully separates the yurts and pastures where the horse men live. The horse men women work in the tents, and some children run and play.
On the other side of the gully, there are old horse men with a leisurely look, riding horses and driving cattle and sheep to graze on the grass.
The herds are scattered over a vast land with almost no edge in sight.
On the other side of the meadow where cattle and horses had already eaten the pasture, thousands of Knights rode their horses galloping, shouting words she couldn't understand, and the ground shook slightly.
It can be vaguely seen that the leader is a white horse, carrying a valiant and formidable looking female Knight.
silver's hair is braided and full of bells, and she wears a Dothraki vest on her upper body, completely dressed as a female Khal.