"You want to see wesselis?"

"How could you have such a ridiculous idea?"

Tyrion only felt that the world was crazy. James wanted to see wesselis, and instead of hiding his identity, he went to see him openly.

Whatever his reasons, wesselis could not forgive him, because he was a "regicide", and the king he killed was king iris, wesselis's father.

"How do you think wesselis will punish the murderer of his father?"

"Hanging? Beheading? Lingchi, or burning alive?"

"Do you think you can save your father by turning yourself in? Impossible! No one can save your father, even cersei..."

Tyrion was a little excited, but he stopped talking here, as if he had been strangled. However, Tyrion was also a smart man, and his voice had not fallen yet, even though he realized a possibility.

"You want to assassinate your majesty?"

Tyrion's mind turned in an instant, and then his eyes flashed at his brother. He suddenly realized that James seemed to want to use himself to get close to weseries, and then suddenly assassinated each other.

As the youngest member in the history of the Imperial Guard, James is hard to meet an enemy in the seven countries of his swordsmanship, and wesselis is the core of the whole kingdom. He gathered so many troops from all over the world, including the doslaks. If he died

"So that's your real purpose, James."

Tyrion calmed down when he thought about all this. Just now his excitement disappeared, and a little thoughtful appeared on his ugly cheek.

"You pretend to surrender in exchange for the opportunity to approach your majesty, and then suddenly drop the killer."

"When wesselis is killed, the seven countries will naturally be in chaos. Each country supports its soldiers and respects itself. The doslaks will be difficult to suppress and become a source of disaster, and you will be caught and tortured to death, but cerxi, joffrey and missella have the opportunity to escape."

"Impossible."

However, Tyrion shook his head decisively after clarifying James's purpose.

"You have a good idea, but you can't kill your majesty."

Tyrion's words were unequivocal and there was no room for discussion, which made James, who had always been quite confident in his skills, even his conceited eyes coagulate slightly.

Tyrion is his brother. He knows his swordsmanship. What's more, he learned more assassination techniques from the faceless organization. Theoretically, if he is within three steps, wesselis will die.

"First."

"When you wanted to assassinate your majesty, did you think that he conquered Westeros not by any tricks, but by absolute crushing strength to sweep the nobles of the seven countries?"

"In the past, the arrogant nobles were beaten by the doslaks and fled like dogs."

"On the other side of the narrow sea, your majesty repelled the invasion of the doslaks several times, went to the battle front, took the lead, led 200 cavalry, won a free-trade city-state, killed all the governor of pantos, and did not flinch in the face of the night king at the most critical moment of the war between mankind and ghosts, beat back the night king and saved the world?"

"James, why are you confident that you can kill him instead of crushing your throat first?"

Tyrion uttered a long speech, and the room became silent.

James also lowered his head and was silent. He seemed to be thinking about something. Of course he knew that wesselis was difficult to deal with, but there was no way.

But Tyrion gasped slightly, took a sip of wine, moistened his throat, and spoke again.

"Magic."

"What?"

James frowned when he heard the word and didn't understand what Tyrion was saying.

"I mean, your majesty has magic!"

The ugly dwarf stared closely into his brother's eyes and said word by word.

"He is not a mortal at all. How can you assassinate him?"

"With all due respect, I know wesselis far better than you."

"However, the deeper I understand, the more I feel fear. Maybe he can hear our dialogue at the moment. There is nothing he doesn't know in the whole city!"

At last Tyrion drank all the spirits in the glass, then put down the glass and shook his head.

"I can't grant you this request, James."

...

"The prince is in a good mood?"

"After all, today is the day for revenge."

You Lun was dressed in black, with open breast and a pair of broken straw sandals on the soles of his feet. He looked not like a nobleman at the governor level, but like a sailor.

Then his eyes looked not far away, where the criminals waiting for trial had been escorted out.

Tywin Lannister, Duke of Kay rock, and Gregor krigon, the "demon mountain" brought from pantos water prison.

"Traitor!"

"Traitor!"

"Devil!"

As soon as Prince tywin came out, he was surrounded by the onlookers at King's landing. Some threw rotten tomatoes and others threw stones. Tywin was beaten in the head and blood before he came to the stage.

The soldiers of the dirt free Legion had to raise their shields above their heads to ensure that tywin was not stoned to death before he reached his destination.

The people of King's landing hate tywin to the bone. Now the high Duke is in trouble, how can he not fall into the well?

"Your Majesty."

"Your Majesty."

At this time, wesselis also came to the stage. Today's two deputy judges, including the rebellious Youlun, became much more clever and quickly stood up and saluted respectfully.

There are several more chairs on the trial bench today. Naturally, the reason is that today's trial is very important. Princess reneth also came to the scene.