Game of Thrones: The Strongest Dragon Mother

Chapter 408 Cersei's Prayer (recommendation ticket requested)

Maegor House.

afternoon.

Queen Cersei has washed away her filth, and along with excrement, rotten fruit and other filth, there are also previous cowardice and tears that were flushed into the sewer.

Only endless shame and deep hatred are branded in the heart, which cannot be washed away by water, only blood can wash it away.

"Lannister, you must pay your debts!"

At this time, the Queen Mother has changed into a soft green wool skirt, and is sitting at the table enjoying a sumptuous lunch: broccoli sprinkled with chopped walnuts, lemon cake, roast sparrow stuffed with fruit, sirloin stewed barley soup , Grilled Short Ribs Wrapped in Garlic and Herbs

"Crackling!" Cersei chewed the delicious and crisp sparrow's head, trying to imagine it as a sparrow.

——The dish of roasted sparrows was specially made by the cook, and the roasted sparrows were placed on a plate, and there was also a seven-pointed star pattern from the church on the onion bar code.

She looked at her intelligence chief and chief scholar with cold eyes, and said as if announcing: "Lannisters will never forget hatred. From today onwards, I am an Avenger!"

At this time, Cersei lost three points of charm and one point of stupidity, and precipitated seven points of evil spirit and three points of hostility. The "biochemical magician" Qyburn couldn't help but be very careful in his heart.

He showed a kind smile, just like the old grandfather that the little girl admired: "Your Majesty, you will definitely drink the sweet fountain of revenge."

Cersei said with a blank expression, "Before taking revenge, you must complete the trial by combat. Where is my white knight?"

Both the Queen and the Queen Mother had a king husband.For the honor of the king, he cannot invite knights other than the white knight to compete for him during a trial by combat.

Well, the white knight can represent the king.

Therefore, after her brother Loras Tyrell was seriously injured, Queen Margaery would rather be tried by the church than to clear her "wrongedness" by a trial by combat.

Except for Loras, the Knight of Hundred Flowers, the other six white knights are not only old, weak, sick and disabled, but also have worrying strength.

Worse, they were all Lannisters.

Knowing that her mother-in-law Cersei reported to the church that she had stolen a man, how dare Margaery use her people to participate in a trial by combat?

The problem is that Cersei can trust the white knights other than Loras, but she dare not let them help her in the competition.

James was missing a hand, and he was nowhere to be seen, so he was the first to pass; Palos was stern, cowardly and incompetent, and even betrayed Tommen; The Knight of Flowers is beaten into dogs; Osmund Kettleblack, Cersei's concubine, is being held in a dungeon.

Balon Swan, go to Dorne to meet Princess Myrcella.

Ser Arys, Myrcella's bodyguard in Dorne.

These seven white knights are useless, Cersei should have been desperate, but fortunately Princess Arianne of Dorne helped her indirectly: seduced Aris, resulting in the tragic death of the white knight in the coup—the dark star pierced the sky The one on Sira's cheek.

The White Knight vacated a spot, and the "Frankenstein" created by the bio-monster Coburn appeared on the scene.

"Sire, this is Ser Robert Strong, new member of the Kingsguard."

Entering the hall was a 2.5-meter-tall giant with legs thicker than a tree trunk, a chest comparable to a strong horse, and shoulders not inferior to a bull.

The huge helmet covered his face, and seven silk feathers fluttered from the end of the helmet, dyed in seven colors, symbolizing the seven gods.

Wearing a white-glazed steel plate armor as bright as a girl's hope, with gilded mail inside, a pair of gold seven-pointed star buckles fasten the rolled white robe on his shoulders.

"Ser Robert" Cersei looked in a trance for a moment.

Shaking her head, she said with vicious eyes: "Sir, I want you to kill one for me right away, no, kill five!"

Robert Strong was silent, save for the slight movement of his white robe, like a gigantic statue.

"Ser Robert?" Cersei raised her voice.

"Your Majesty, Ser Robert has taken the sacred oath of silence, and will not speak until all your enemies are slain.

If you want to kill someone, just order it directly.Your order is his mission. "Cobain explained gently with a smile on his lips.

"Okay, great," Cersei nodded excitedly, "Now, take off your helmet and let me see your face."

A trace of hesitation flashed across Qybain's face, but before he could stop him, Robert Strong took off his giant helmet

"Ah, it's you, why is it you, go away, go away, go away"

Cersei's rosy cheeks, which had just drank cider, suddenly turned pale, her beautiful blue eyes flashed with extreme horror, she waved her arms in a gaffe, and yelled.

"Your Majesty, don't be afraid, he won't hurt you again." Qyburn urged quickly.

"Bang bang bang bang" Robert Strong was like an emotionless robot, put on his helmet, turned and walked out the door.

After Robert Strong left, Cersei regained her composure, and asked the Bio-Mage loudly, "Why him? Qyburn, what have you done?"

"Your Majesty, I have reported to you!" Cobain said innocently.

"Seven Hells!" Cersei scolded, twisting her face, "You said you were doing an immoral medical experiment, but is that what medicine can do?"

"This is medicine from Yidi and Asshai," Qyburn argued.

Then, he added: "Besides, he is the most loyal knight, just like me, and will never betray you. Even if you let him go to bloodbath the Cathedral, he will not hesitate or show mercy."

"Okay, okay" Cersei's face gradually returned to color, and she was convinced.

"Let him kill the five untouchables who were rude to me."

"Uh, which five? During the parade, many people were rude to Your Majesty." Cobain asked suspiciously.

"Then kill as much as you can, the more I kill, the happier I will be." Cersei said impatiently.

"My experiment is at a critical juncture, and I need some living materials." Cobain rubbed his hands and smiled benevolently.

"Okay, their wailing will make me have a sweet dream (there is a dungeon under the Red Castle, and the people on the first floor can hear the wailing of the prisoners). Of course, I want to hear Unia, Skoya, Molena the most. The confession of three old nuns," said Cersei.

"We can't move people from the church yet, Your Majesty." Coben persuaded.

"I know, if you want to get revenge, you have to wait until after the trial by combat, when I regain control of King's Landing, and when I transfer back to Lannister's elite from Hejian!"

"Your Majesty is wise," Coburn complimented.

"By the way, that Daenerys," Cersei thought of the prophecy of Toad Witch again, her face was gloomy and her eyes flickered, "Is she as beautiful as me?"

"This..." Qyburn didn't understand what he meant, and carefully chose his words, "I heard that the members of the Targaryen family are all good-looking."

"Damn it, it's her," Cersei's expression changed, and she said viciously, "Qyburn, help me contact the Faceless, I want her dead!"

"Uh..." Qyburn looked strange, and whispered: "The Dragon Queen burned Braavos, and the Faceless Ones dare not take orders to assassinate the Dragon Queen."

"What? What did you say?" Cersei's eyes widened.

Qyburn quickly recounted what happened in Braavos a few days ago.

After the octospider Varys "absconded", Qyburn became Cersei's new intelligence chief.

Even if Cersei was arrested, because of his outstanding ability, he was four or five times as successful as Varys, and Pai Sear and Kevan did not lose his position when they took power.

"Dragon, can talk? I don't believe it." After listening to Qyburn's report, Cersei shook her head.

"May the Holy Light protect you, people of Westeros!" A loud and majestic voice suddenly came from outside the window.

The tone is very strange, deep, rough, like a mixture of the voices of tigers, lions, bison and other large animals, it is definitely not the voice of humans.

"Ah, dragon, the dragon is coming, and the mother of dragons is coming to King's Landing!" the castle guard yelled in panic.

"The magic dragon can talk, the magic dragon is talking, seven gods!"

Cersei's expression changed, and there was the voice of her uncle, Ser Kevan downstairs.

What is he saying?

Involuntarily, she quickly walked to the balcony

"I am the eldest son of the dragon mother, I am the holy light, the left envoy of the seven gods of light"

Cersei was stunned, looking at the thunderous dragon in the distance, her whole body was stiff, and she lost the ability to speak.

At this moment, only one thought flickered in her mind: the magic dragon is talking!

The magic dragon can not only speak, but also prophesy!

"I came to King's Landing today only for three things. First, I swear in the name of the Seven Gods that Xuecheng violated the rights of guests and turned black and white"

Shenglong explained the change of Xuecheng in detail before continuing: "Such behaviors that violate the teachings of the Seven Gods are appalling.

Therefore, the Dragon Queen and the archbishop agreed to start a church trial on the school city immediately.

The second thing, I was inspired by the old woman in my dream, and I found a stone slab in the velvet hills of Andalos, which came from the Hugo Dynasty more than 6000 years ago.

There is a prophecy recorded on the slate: After a long summer, the stars will weep blood, and the world will be covered in cold darkness. The Son of Light will be born from the Riverland, and he will walk through the seven kingdoms barefoot. Iron-like will forge the holy sword of light from the material, he will dispel the darkness and end the long night. "

Uh, Big|Sparrow helped revise the prophecy. He thinks that the prophecy seen by the giant dragon observing the timeline is unreasonable, irregular, and lacks foundation.

"Son of Light, Holy Sword of Light, what are they?" Cersei asked stupidly.

"It's a bit like Asshai's prophecy, the reincarnation of Azor Ahai." Qyburn said with a strange expression.

"Uh, who is the Son of Light?" Cersei and Kobe looked at each other and screamed, "Impossible, how could the sparrow be the Son of Prophecy, he is so old and ugly!"

Well, in Cersei's heart, the son of prophecy should be Rhaegar's godly and handsome appearance.

"Ah, the Archbishop is the Holy Son of Light!"

From the guards in the Red Keep, to the nobles on Aegon's High Hill, to the vendors, residents and beggar army on the street, they all, like Cersei, immediately guessed the identity of the Son of Light in the prophecy.

Compared with the many metaphors in Asshai's prophecy, the hints in the prophecy of the Seven Gods are too obvious.

Suitable for all ages!

"Finally, about the Dragon Queen's sacred oath on the Great Wall, the one who ends the Long Night is king"

"Targaryen, speak your word. My mother keeps her word, and she will keep her word."

"Phew, this is good news," Cersei breathed a long sigh of relief, "by the seven gods, Deathwing can pick stars with his left hand and throw meteorites with his right hand. If you come to the Red Keep quietly in the middle of the night, a 'meteorite will fall from heaven' ’, we’re screwed.”

"That's right!" Cobain nodded and smiled, "As long as you search for a batch of rogues from King's Landing and send them to the Great Wall every month, the Iron Throne can be regarded as joining the 'United Front Against Ghosts', and she can no longer attack you."

"I hope this winter will be longer, give me enough time," Cersei sighed, "With my wisdom and experience, it is not difficult to regain the power of the regent from my old uncle, and it is also easy to clean up the rebels in the court.

As long as the political situation of the Seven Kingdoms is stable and I control everything from top to bottom, the big |

"Oh, how I wish the long night was real, let that woman fight the White Walkers, and let the White Walkers take her and her dragon away," Cersei folded her hands together, praying in the direction of the Great Sept of Baelor with an unprecedented pious expression , "Blessed by the seven gods, let the long night become real, let the ghosts be as fierce as dragons, and let the cold winter come more fiercely!"

(End of this chapter)