Chapter 190 The King Deposed

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

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 refused to give in.

"Treason! Eddard Stark is treason!" Cersei shouted sharply, stepping forward to push her son, "Hurry up and get him!"

Joffrey looked confused at the moment and had no idea what was going on. But seeing his mother so nervous, he ordered the white knight behind him:

"Go get Eddard Stark!"

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

"Lannister treason!" A loud shout broke out from the seats of the northern nobles, and then saw the huge Earl Jon Umber in the lead, and a bunch of northern nobles also rushed over, "Protect Lord Eddard!"

The scene suddenly became a mess.

The Wang Ling and Hewan nobles sat motionless, and 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 as if no one was watching: "In the 94th year of the Conquest Calendar, Miss Muretta of the Lannister family married Ser Farsa of the Baratheon family. The following year, twins were born.

For black hair…”

Around him, the knights of the Lannister family and the northern nobles were already fighting.

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

Everyone in the venue was focused on Duke Eddard, and did not even notice that a young baron from the River Bend had quietly approached the king.

"In the 37th year of the Conquest Calendar, Miss Nyala of the Baratheon family married Ser Dylan of the Lannister family and gave birth to three sons, all with black hair." Duke Eddard closed the book and raised his hand to point directly at Joffer.

Here, he announced loudly, "Joffrey is not the blood of the late King Robert, but the son of Cersei and her brother Jaime's incest. He is a false king!"

As soon as the word "Fake King" came out, the crowd was in an uproar.

Cersei screamed.

Joffrey blushed and roared angrily:

"Lies! Lies! Eddard Stark is lying! Kill him! Kill him!"

At this moment, a loud eagle cry came from the sky.

A huge pale sword fell from the sky and plunged into the high platform with a bang, leaving spider web-like cracks on the ground.

Samwell happened to come to the giant sword, grabbed the hilt, and rushed forward suddenly!

[Dawn] unsheathes and drags out its fiery red tail.

Like a red comet streaking across the sky.

"Stop him!" Someone finally noticed Samwell.

"Help me! Help me!" Joffrey's expression changed drastically, and he howled like a duck.

The Kingsguard finally saw the baron rushing towards the king with a sword, but Captain Barristan Selmy stood still and did not move. Mandon Moore hesitated and did not move. Although Boros Braun moved

, but it was deliberately slow.

The remaining four white knights adhered to their oaths and rushed towards Samwell under the leadership of "Kingslayer" Jaime Lannister.

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

Facing the four most outstanding knights of the Seven Kingdoms, Samwell was not afraid, and his momentum of forward movement did not slow down at all. The giant sword in his hand was already covered with red and gold lines, which was hot and dazzling.

A sword was swung out.

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

The white scale armor made of fine steel was like fragile butter under the light of this flaming sword, being cut open without any hindrance.

Arys Oakheart was cut in half, Meryn Tran lost his head, Preston Greenfield's gorget melted like ice, only Jaime Lannister could not see the situation.

Miao, he dodged to avoid it, but the hand holding the sword was also cut off.

With one slash of the sword, three of the four white knights were killed and one was injured!

The raging flaming sword light has not dissipated yet, leaving a ferocious mark in the air, just like the sea of ​​​​fire in the temple five days ago.

In the firelight, the figures of the last seven warriors singing the "Song of the Seven Gods" flashed, the mournful screams of Count Yohn Royce before his death flashed, and the face of "Red Viper" Oberyn whose flesh and blood melted flashed.

, flashed past Dickon Tully's cold coffin... and finally settled on a red comet streaking across the sky.

[Dawn] drags a blur of light and shadow in the sky, 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.

Joffrey's face was ferocious, his mouth opened wide, and he squeezed out a rough roar from his throat, as if he was about to scream, but it was swallowed up by the blood spurting out.

At this moment, time seemed to have frozen.

Everyone stared at this scene in stunned silence.

Even Lord Eddard Stark didn't expect that Samwell actually wanted to kill the king!

He actually dared to kill the king!

Even if he is a false king!

It wasn't until Queen Mother Cersei's screams broke everything that time seemed to flow again.

"No! No no no no no!" Cersei howled, "Father! Stop him! Save my son! Save your king!"

However, no one came forward.

The northern nobles secretly applauded, the riverside nobles gloated, and the royal nobles looked on coldly...

No one is willing to draw a sword for this king.

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

The loyal dog of the Lannister family originally rushed over with the four white knights, but after seeing the raging fire, he backed away like crazy.

The disfigured face was distorted and his whole body was trembling, as if he was remembering some unbearable past.

In the dead silence, Samwell slowly pulled out the great sword and let Joffrey's body fall softly to the ground.

He turned around, his eyes slowly swept across the whole place, and then he walked out step by step, holding the bloody fire sword.

All the nobles gave way to the road and paid tribute to the regicide with their eyes.

Cersei threw herself at her son's side, shouting: "Stop him! Stop him! He has killed your king! He has killed your king!"

Still no one came forward.

The nobles in the Northern Territory, River Bend, and Wangling just watched helplessly as the baron who had just killed the king slowly walked out.

Maybe he was frightened by the terrifying strength that this person showed just now, or maybe no one is willing to stand up for a false king, or maybe others have wanted to do this for a long time but have never dared to do it.

Finally, someone came forward.

Sir Robert Royce.

But he was not here to stop Samwell, but stood behind him, facing the Queen Mother and the others, as if he was silently declaring——

If you want to catch the Baron of Yingzui Island, you must first get through me!

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

The traitorous king died.

And the murderer just left in full view of everyone.

No one can stop me.

After walking out of the venue, Samwell sheathed the giant sword again, slung it behind his back, then turned over and mounted 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 be willing to stand up and serve the king?

The city they had conquered at the cost of their blood and lives was given to the Dornish people by a simple order from the king.

If Joffrey dared to come among these soldiers without his guards, they would kill the king with his own hands without Samwell taking action.

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?" Margery was stunned 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 did not wear any expensive and complicated jewelry. Instead, it was stained with blood. Her long 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?"
To be continued...