Game of Thrones: I Created the Magic Web

Chapter 219 The Sea Monster and the Shield
"Line up one by one to receive the grace of God. Line up one by one to receive the grace of God. One by one..." The loud and clear order echoed repeatedly in Fallen Wood City.

Hart Fell and 1000 men have moved into the castle.

The first Marine Regiment of the Royal Fleet is stationed at various main roads outside the city to prevent personnel from escaping or turmoil, in case of accidents.

After all, anyone can see the huge difference in the number of people.

Some people may have thoughts that they shouldn't have.

But this possibility has become smaller and smaller with the passage of time.

The priests brought enough divine grace cores and prayer stones, enough for 10 people to bathe in divine grace and join the new world.

It was evident that these men could not rebel again.

Thus, the strongest and fiercest knights and soldiers were bestowed with grace first.After that came attendants, noble servants, logistics soldiers and merchants...

When there was only the last twilight left, Luomucheng completely surrendered.

"Long live King Joffrey! Long live Your Majesty!!" Countless people shouted over and over again, and the voice was still loud and clear when it reached the top of the tower of the main castle.

Jon Snow stood by the window, smiling contentedly.

Hart Fell stood guard at the door.In front of him is the back of his uncle, and his uncle is facing the back of Commander Jon, who seems a little bleak and indifferent.

After all, uncle is already a prisoner.

Commander Jon turned around and looked straight at his face, "Earl Hart, what do you want to do with this kinslayer? Treason, clan, betrayal, I really don't know what punishment to give for a while. .”

'Lord Hart'?Hart Fell's mind was fully focused on this point.

'Earl Hart'.

He suddenly felt a strange unreality.Am I the Earl of Fallenwood? !

Jon Snow, Lord of the Guards, Steward of Griffin's Roost, and King Joffrey's confidant, Lord Hart himself!

He knew that he was recognized.

Not self-proclaimed, not empty promises, but real gifts and rewards.Earl of Fallen Wood City!

Never worry about where to go again.

As if a heavy stone had been unloaded, in an instant, the emotions that had accumulated in his heart for an unknown amount of time burst out in an instant, making him dizzy and dazed.

Fallen Wood City.

For many years, he let himself forget everything.

Even in his dreams, he didn't dare to dream of taking Luomucheng back, for fear of revealing half a dream.But now it has come true!
How should the earl rule?

Hart Fell was torn between joy and fear.

"Hart, Sir Jon asked you something." The uncle said lightly, as if talking about something common.

Hart Fell frowned, then calmed down and saluted Commander Jon respectfully, "Report to Commander, I don't have much knowledge, so I don't dare to make judgments, I just deal with it according to the law."

According to the law, there is no pardon for sin.

Jon nodded slightly, "Then let's behead him. The most common death penalty also preserves the dignity of Fallen Wood City and shows His Majesty's mercy."

Much better than hangings and burnings and things like that.

Heywood Fair smiled relievedly, "Thank you sir for your kindness. What more can you ask for such a clean death?"

He turned to his nephew.

"Hart, please sew my head back on my body afterwards and leave my body buried. In the 'Old Woodland' next to my father and brother."

Uncle's tone was the same as before, as if he was still giving orders.

Why?
As if he was still the Earl of Fallenwood.Hart Fell thought uncomfortably.

"Who's going to do it?" asked Heywood Fell.

Jon looked at Hart Fell, which shocked the new earl, and immediately waved his hands again and again, "My lord, the gods have a will, how can mortals kill relatives with their own hands?"

Jon sighed, "Then I'll do it."

He gripped the hilt.

"My lord, before the execution, please allow me and my nephew to be alone for a while," Heywood Fair lowered his head, "as the last wish of the dying man."

Jon let go of the hilt of his sword. "A quarter of an hour."

Jon walked towards the door, "Lord Hart, take the prisoner to the school yard later."

bang~
The door of the room was closed tightly, and the sound from the outside was instantly weakened, making the atmosphere much quieter.

"Sit down, my nephew."

Uncle sat down on his own, still in the usual seat.

Hart Fell moved his lips, but sat down in silence.He chose the farthest chair directly opposite, at the same height as the main seat.

"Sit closer." Uncle was not satisfied.

"It's the last time. Even for the sake of our many years of warm time, sit here and give your uncle the last ounce of comfort."

Hart Fell sat on the side angrily, "You killed my father! And grandpa!"

"Who said that?" Uncle asked sharply.

"Don't think that everything is true if you shout two voices during the war! True and false are not so simple!"

Hart Fell just sneered, "Do you think I will still believe it?"

"Why don't you believe it?"

Heywood Fell had a firm and calm face, "I raised you up, put a sword on your shoulders, made you a knight, married you, and divided the land. I tried my best to rule Fallenwood City, and I never Start against your own people..."

"I should be the Earl of Fallen Wood!" Hart Fell couldn't help shouting.

"It's not you! It's me! I should be the one who did all of this! Your seat is mine, and I'm the one who made your son a knight!"

Uncle cast a pitiful look at him, "Little Hart, are you so naive?"

Hart Fell blushed, "Don't call me that!"

The uncle kept talking, "The law is just the law. If everything is done according to the law and rules, I ask you, do you have to pay for trampling on the fields? Do you have to pay for killing civilians? You have to sleep with girls Is it rape? Tell me."

Hart Fell was speechless.After all, he has done all three things.

The uncle said earnestly, "Brother and father are leaving one after another, and the family is being watched by outsiders. Tell me, can I let a baby carry the burden and deal with the crisis?"

Just as Hart Fell opened his mouth, his uncle stopped him with his hand.

"Forget it, time is running out, there are more important things." Uncle stood up, "Don't be the Earl of Fallenwood City."

Hart Fell's eyes widened immediately.

"Are you crazy?!"

Uncle remained calm, "For your own sake and for the sake of the family, immediately request the king to abolish the title of Earl of Luomucheng, and only appoint the consul of Luomucheng!"

Only one breath time.

Hart Fell's pupils were beating, and his heart was terrified.

Archon?
Yes, Archon!

Why didn't I think of it earlier!He obviously saw those things in Yuwu City, so why didn't he wake up!

Uncle walked up to him.

Hart Fair raised his head in a daze, and saw only kindness and trust in his uncle's eyes.

"Starting today, the Fair family depends entirely on you."

Hart Ferrer was inexplicably sad.

"It's time," the uncle said with a smile on his lips, "take me to the school grounds. I chose wrongly. You will walk more steadily and farther."

Hart Fell was no longer arrogant.

He walked down the stairs with his uncle, walked into the courtyard, walked to the school yard, and lay down on the execution platform.

Tens of thousands of people watched the sentence.

Lord Jon drew his longsword, and flames burst forth.

The red sword fell...

It is late at night.

Storm's End was still bright and noisy.

Joffrey leaned against the window.The sky is full of stars, the sea is sparkling, and the underground is brightly lit.

Just like all beings in the Seven Kingdoms.

High Court, Tengshi Town, Storm's End Castle, Fallen Wood City.War is nothing to worry about.

On the Shield Islands, sea monsters are coming.

(End of this chapter)