Chapter 585 Special Prisoners

For a long time, the topic that people discussed the most was the disappearance of the administrative divisions of the Reach. The former nobles of the Reach became the "king's pro-army" and became the royal nobles.

Someone went to see Vilas hoping to see anger, fear, or hysteria on the face of the former High Court heir, preferably if he could stand up, make a big fuss, and be decapitated .

However, what disappointed them was that Velas Tyrell didn't say a word the whole time, just lowered his head and leaned on his crutches, and didn't make any drastic reaction after the canonization ceremony of the Red Fort was over.

He just focuses on doing his own thing, his own job.

A tax officer under the Chancellor of the Exchequer.

In these days, Vilas Tyrell, regardless of the reasons for his inconvenience in his legs and feet, still runs around in a carriage every day, tracking down tax evasion and evasion by local or traveling caravans. The treasury recovered a lot of tax money.

The knowledge he had learned played a significant role, and Velas Tyrell was not just a man on paper, although this disgraceful title might accompany him all his life, even after his death.

When future generations mention this name, they may be the first to think of the case where he once commanded the army while flipping through the book, which eventually led to the annihilation of the entire army, as a warning to others.

But Velas didn't care about the taunts of others, and he seemed to be awakened by the war that had stained his life.

He used to have little chance, but now he can be fully busy, patiently starting from the most basic small things, not arrogant or impetuous, one step at a time.

Vilas' low-key forbearance disappointed many who feared that the world would not be in chaos.

However, although the heat gathers in a short period of time, it will soon be covered by bigger things.

The much-anticipated public trial is finally about to begin, and a huge temporary court is being built in an orderly manner on the square below the Red Fort.

"Quick! Move faster!"

"Raise this log!"

The sky is clear, the sun is hot, and the officials in charge of the construction are wearing hats to supervise, while the sweaty workers are constantly busy, building the roof, and finally finishing the work.

This temporary trial court is about to be built. It is located next to the sea. You can hear the sound of the tide hitting the rocks and the salty sea breeze. At that time, there will be chairs in the venue, which can accommodate up to thousands of people. Watch at the same time.

Of course, if you choose to climb up a tree or stand far on the roof, this number can be a little more, which is a number to ensure safety.

The Unsullied Legion will surround the venue throughout the entire process to prevent anyone from taking the opportunity to cause chaos. After all, the country has just emerged from the chaos, and there are still many people who are hostile to the Iron Throne. Everything is not so stable now.

As for the trial process, the cases involved in the Usurper's War are as large and small as a hair's breadth. This public trial is a complete reckoning of the Usurper's War, which will last for about half a month.

It is enough to become the biggest discussion point for the people of King's Landing during this period of time.

But there is one more case that needs to be settled before this public trial is liquidated.

And this case may not be very noticeable in normal times, but at this time it has become the focus of countless people's attention.

King Viserys is not in King's Landing now. After the canonization ceremony, many of King's Landing's dignitaries have not left. They need to wait for the subsequent public trial, while Viserys himself is taking his wife and children to High Court for vacation.

He didn't bother to work hard on the numerous cases in front of him, and handed them all over to the Minister of Justice for full trial. Only in the last few days of the trial of important people, he would preside over it himself.

And now, the platform for the public trial outside the Red Fort is under construction. Going up the steps, in the throne room of the Red Fort, a first trial is going on.

The throne room was silent, except for the crackling sound of the bonfire burning. Many nobles from the Seven Kingdoms watching the trial were solemn and did not dare to make any noise. On the corridor in the center of the throne room, a burly prisoner was bound by Wuhuada. central.

The Minister of Justice, Oberon, was sitting on the Iron Throne, with Erlang's legs crossed, and his palms gently caressing the cold armrests. He was a little absent-minded and didn't know what he was thinking.

At this moment, the door of the throne room was pushed open, making a heavy sound.

rumbling—

Six Unsullied soldiers wearing black dragon scale armor and spiked helmets with spears escorted a prisoner into the throne room.

"coming."

All the nobles of the Seven Kingdoms in the audience, including the prisoners kneeling on the ground, and the chief judge sitting on the Iron Throne all looked slightly stunned.

There was even a tingling pain in Oberyn's finger. It turned out to be the moment when he was slightly distracted. His finger touched the sharp point on the iron chair, and it was cut open, and blood suddenly overflowed. .

The dark-haired, shiny, solemn-faced man's eyes narrowed slightly, he squeezed his fingers lightly, and a scarlet blood bead appeared in his palm.

Then Oberyn wiped the blood from his fingers and raised his head again.

Ever since the Unsullied soldiers escorted the prisoners into the throne room, the atmosphere here suddenly became tense, and the nobles of the Seven Kingdoms couldn't help whispering.

He belonged to the prisoner who should theoretically be handed over to Viserys to try himself, and the others were not even qualified to try him.

However, it is a pity that His Majesty the King is not in King's Landing now, and he has handed over all legal matters to the Minister of Justice of the Royal Council, because this is his responsibility.

However, strictly speaking, the protagonist of this trial is not the other party, but the prisoner strongly requested that Viserys agreed to him again, so he was brought out of the prison.

Prisoners with tousled hair and beards were escorted to the front of the throne room by six soldiers of the Unsullied.

"Kneel down!"

The Unsullied Soldier spoke in rough common language, wanting to make him kneel, but he insisted on not kneeling, and the expressionless Unsullied Soldier's eyes suddenly turned cold.

His hand was on the dagger at his waist, ready to sever his hamstring.

They are killing machines, executing orders without considering the consequences, just hearing the order and completing the order is enough.

At this moment, the chief judge Oberyn, who was sitting on the Iron Throne, hurriedly raised his hand to stop them.

"stop!"

"Wait a moment."

Then Oberyn nodded to several Unsullied soldiers and let out a light breath.

"It's hard work, let's go."