The Mountain of Ice and Fire

Baron Swann said, "Your Majesty, you can use your veto power. This is the highest power, a privilege granted to you by law and royal authority."

"Privilege? Veto?"

"Yes, Your Majesty, you can use royal power to veto any political decision reached at our Small Council meeting. But you must be cautious, if you always make wrong decisions, you will mess up this country and leave us not knowing what to do. The Mad King was such a king," the Mountain slowly said.

"I understand, Lord Mountain, but I prefer one person, one vote, because this better reflects fairness. I'm just a blacksmith, my wisdom and judgment are not higher than the wisdom of everyone here combined. I will not use the veto power, never," Gendry said.

"Your Majesty, you are wise," the High Septon said. "The king's knowledge and wisdom cannot be wiser than the combined wisdom of the Small Council. The veto power itself is a mistake for mortal kings. One person, one vote, and the minority obeying the majority is more sensible."

"His Grace the High Septon is absolutely right," Lord Spicer said. "Your Majesty, I propose abolishing the king's veto power. Complex political and sharp military affairs require the most appropriate decision, and voting after a meeting and discussion is the best way to filter out the best answer. Deciding the final result by the number of votes is most convincing to the maesters. And the veto power is precisely the most majority obeying the most minority, which is extremely unreasonable in itself."

"Lord Spicer, I am just a blacksmith, I am not smart, and I believe everyone here is as clear about this as I am. I cannot use and will not use the veto power because I know I can easily make mistakes. As king, I agree to abolish this privilege. But if there are other wise and brilliant kings in the future, perhaps they should have the veto power. Sometimes, I think the masses are foolish, and only the most minority of brilliant people can see the truth of things. The truly visionary and the truly outstanding people are always an extreme minority."

"Oh, Your Majesty's words make me feel wisdom!" Littlefinger said with a smile.

"Lord Baelish, if it weren't for Lord Mountain's strong commitment to going north to fight the Others when the Others attacked, there would be no great victory in the Battle of Winterfell. If Queen Cersei had held a meeting in the Red Keep and used the veto power on behalf of King Tommen, we would never have had the military action of the Southern Alliance going north. Winterfell could not have been defended by the Northmen alone, a few hundred Night's Watchmen, and thousands of Free Folk warriors. It would have been impossible for dragons to assist in the battle. Without a doubt, the Northmen would have been killed by the Others. In the blizzard of winter, the Night King would have led a million-strong army of Others south, and I don't know how many Southerners would have been killed by the Others, perhaps the lives of the entire continent would have been wiped out."

Lady Jayne and the Mountain's eyes lit up involuntarily. Gendry was not dull, he was just not smooth, did not understand cunning, and did not understand politics.

His Grace the High Septon said, "Your Majesty, you are a wise man."

"Lord Mountain's martial valor and wisdom come from the favor and preference of the Old Gods and the New," Lady Jayne made everyone understand in a timely manner that the Mountain had a special back door relationship with the gods. This was very important.

Her words made everyone nod in agreement!

The Mountain's previous brutality and terror and his later bravery and wisdom were indeed completely different people. This huge change was, of course, a manifestation of the will of the gods. Gods are invisible to mortals, but their will has always walked on the earth.

Grand Maester Qyburn said, "Your Majesty, since you have abolished your privilege of veto power, then I have a small suggestion, can you also abolish the privilege of the Lord Commander of the Kingsguard."

"The Lord Commander of the Kingsguard also has privileges?" Gendry was a little surprised. He really knew nothing about these things.

"Your Majesty, my privilege is to be able to make any proposal I want to the Hand of the King, His Majesty the King, and the Regent, regardless of whether the proposal is legal or how ridiculous it is, and the King, the Hand, and the laws of the country cannot impose any punishment on me," Baron Swann said.

"Any proposal?"

"Yes, Your Majesty, I have the right to make any proposal, but the King and the law cannot punish me for my words."

Littlefinger said with a smile, "Your Majesty, for example, Ser Baron says that you are a blacksmith who knows nothing, and he suggests that you step down from the throne and offer the Iron Throne to someone else who is truly capable. You cannot punish him for his rudeness. Even if he says something treasonous, you can only refute him or shut him up, but you cannot punish him."

"In this way, the Lord Commander of the Kingsguard seems to be able to override the law?" Gendry asked doubtfully.

The High Septon said, "Your Majesty, Aegon I Targaryen, the Conqueror, believed that his Lord Commander of the Kingsguard was the most loyal to the royal family. He gave up all personal glory, wealth, and family affection, did not marry, did not have children, did not have land, and did not own wealth. His life and soul were dedicated only to Aegon and his royal family members. As a reward, Aegon gave the Lord Commander of the Kingsguard the privilege of speaking any proposal without having to bear responsibility. Later, this rule was followed and formed the unique privilege of the Lord Commander of the Kingsguard in the Red Keep."

Gendry: "…………" He looked at the Mountain and then at Jayne, "…This is the ancient way… uh… although it doesn't seem reasonable… but I really don't know if I should abolish it…"

"Fairness, equality," Lord Spicer said. "Every loyal person should be treated fairly. The privileges of the Lord Commander of the Kingsguard should be abolished."

The Mountain said, "Let's vote, we have more important political affairs to deal with, and there are many troublesome things piled up that need to be resolved. Let's not have these unnecessary discussions anymore. Vote, those who agree to abolish the privileges of the Lord Commander of the Kingsguard, raise your hands."

The Mountain raised his hand!

Lord Spicer raised his hand!

Little Bernie, Littlefinger, Grand Maester Qyburn, Wagner, and others raised their hands one after another.

Since then, the King's veto power and the Lord Commander of the Kingsguard's privilege of immunity from prosecution for their statements, which had lasted for three hundred years, were abolished together.

It took Gendry Baratheon I a very short time to sit on the throne to rewrite the history of the kingdom.

This conference lasted for a whole day, and basically dealt with the backlog of national affairs. The meeting did not end until dark. Gendry's residence changed from the blacksmith shop on Steel Street to Maegor's Holdfast in the Red Keep; while the Mountain's residence also moved from the councilor's stone house to the Tower of the Hand.

*

Seven days later.

The Rainbow Square of the Great Sept of Baelor.

Queen Cersei was escorted out of the prison carriage by the executioner.

She was wearing clean burlap clothes, with golden hair and blue eyes, trying to straighten her body as much as possible, but her waist was still a little hunched.

The glorious image of Queen Cersei, familiar to the courtiers and generals, no longer existed. People standing close could see Cersei trembling slightly.

She was afraid!

She was terrified!

The people erupted in tidal waves of curses.

The people of King's Landing never had a good impression of the Lannister family, and they hated Cersei, the incestuous woman, to the extreme.

Gendry Baratheon I stood on the high steps of the Sept, dressed in brocade and silk, with a solemn expression and a little restraint. On the crown he wore stood two exquisite stags facing each other, carved in pure gold, lifelike.

The stag was the sigil of House Baratheon.

The Hand of the King, the Mountain, stood on the next step, but was still taller than the King.

The High Septon stood next to the King, wearing a seven-pointed crown, which was even more gorgeous and dazzling than the King's crown.

The gallows had already been set up. Cersei was forcibly taken to the gallows by the executioner. She shouted, "No!"

Many rotten eggs, cow dung, and rotten cabbage were thrown at the gallows.

Cersei was no stranger to this scene. During the King's Landing riots, she had already experienced the people's deep-seated hatred and violence towards the royal family.

The captain of the Kingsguard, Bronn, led the soldiers and stood in front of the gallows. They did not move. Letting those things and curses pass over their heads, the scene was in chaos.

Next to the Hand of the King, the Mountain, stood Arya Stark, Captain Ellin, Daario, the one-eyed Thyme, the archer Anguy, Comm Warner, Landon, and Joyce… and a bald man in white robes: Varys, the Spider.

Varys's status as a prisoner had changed. He became Daenerys Targaryen's envoy here. He was also a witness to Mace Tyrell's treason.

In the sky, the dragon Sheepstealer circled at a low altitude, the shadows cast by its huge wings covering the entire Great Sept of Baelor and Rainbow Square. A small white dragon flew beside the dragon, and a lithe and beautiful dragon knight rode on the dragon's back: Princess Arianne Martell, she had won the highest honor and had a title: the peerless dragon knight.

The Minister of Justice, Jayne Westerling, did not appear at the execution ground.

She moved out of Maegor's Holdfast, which only royal family members and the king could live in, and moved into the Tower of the Hand. Since the day-long meeting seven days ago, Jayne's physical reaction had been very strong, and the child in her belly was protesting violently, forcing her to stop and rest. From the next day on, Lady Jayne never participated in the political and legal affairs of the throne room again. For a royal palace with a king and a Hand of the King, there was nothing that could not be handled.

The nobles of the Crownlands had various interactions with Cersei, but that was when Cersei was in power. When the executioner placed the noose around Cersei's neck, the nobles cheered.

The ladies of the Westerlands who came to King's Landing with Jayne all smiled. The Mountain glanced at Lady Sallorett of Silverhall and Lady Donella, the widow of former Hand Kevan, and both ladies had relaxed smiles on their faces, as if they were eating sweet melons.

As if in an instant, Cersei Lannister was abandoned by the whole world!

Is it so easy for people's hearts to forget?!

The Mountain thought of Jaime!

The Mountain clearly arranged for Jaime and Ilyn Payne to take Tommen and Myrcella to Lys, but he went north and arrived in Braavos. Why? Jaime was a real tough guy, but the Mountain had given him a chance.

Jaime, a man who loved Cersei the most, Cersei's twin brother, was hurt and betrayed by Cersei again and again, and finally had a face full of vicissitudes and grew a big beard. During the time Jaime left King's Landing, Cersei had no shortage of men, all kinds of men.

And Jaime was always consistent with Cersei!

The Mountain remembered a sentence Cersei had said to him, which left a deep impression on the Mountain: A woman has a sword between her legs, and by using it, she can easily gain the loyalty of a man's sword. Whether it is a woman's sword or a man's sword, both swords are free.

The Mountain turned his face slightly and looked at Littlefinger in the crowd of courtiers. Littlefinger stood in the front with a sly smile on his face, his waist straight, wearing the most high-end dress, as if he had come to attend a grand banquet. Littlefinger said that Cersei had been sitting on a huge pile of wildfire, but she never faced it squarely. This pile of wildfire only needed a small spark to burn her to ashes.

The wildfire was composed of Cersei and Jaime's incest, the bastards Joffrey, Tommen, Myrcella, and the Iron Throne.

The Iron Throne, which Cersei was determined to protect, was precisely her pile of wildfire. The Mountain knew that this was a dead knot for Cersei.

Now, it was time to untie the dead knot.

The executioner came from Dorne and was a knight of House Martell of Dorne: Ser Areo Hotah. This was a tall man with dark skin, as if he came from the Summer Isles, where the skin is as black as night. Fortunately, his clothes had no feather decorations.

Among the crowd watching the execution, there was a large group of people from Dorne.

Arianne's Dornish Legion followed the Mountain to take Storm's End in the Stormlands, and then a legion followed the Mountain and the royal coalition into King's Landing and became part of the coalition against Daenerys's invasion, led by Oberyn's lover Ellaria Sand.

Kyu!

A clear dragon roar sounded in the sky.

The dragon roar was made by Viserys.

In order to prevent the tens of thousands of troops in the Reach from rioting, the Mountain arranged for two dragons to stare at the army camp in the Reach today. Since the Small Council meeting seven days ago that elected the King, the Hand of the King, the Lord Commander of the Kingsguard, and the Commander of the City Watch, the Reach army received military orders the next day and all moved out of King's Landing and were stationed in the woods of the Blackwater River outside the King's Arena.

*

King Gendry and the Hand of the King and the High Septon moved together and came to the gallows. Gendry stared at Cersei. It was this woman who ordered all of Robert's bastards to be killed. He was forced to flee and survived nine deaths. But looking at her now, if it weren't for the two executioners supporting her, she would not be able to stand.

Gendry found his heart as hard as a stone, and he had no pity for Cersei. He nodded to the executioner, Ser Areo Hotah.

Areo Hotah made a gesture, and then he heard a click, the wooden board on which Cersei was standing flipped and fell off, and her body fell down sharply, and with a whoosh, the noose was pulled straight!