Game of Thrones: I Created the Magic Web

Chapter 66 The Death of the King
The fragrance lingered on the tip of his tongue for a long time.

Joffrey swished gulp after gulp of the wine, but the pleasant, sweet taste was as strong as it had penetrated into the soul.

However, he would rather taste sour, bitter and spicy.

As far as he knew, people couldn't eat people, at least not in a physical sense.

It's all the lizard's fault, this guy shouldn't have a sense of taste.

This feels so weird.

He never imagined his final impression of the king would be this delicious and depraved.It is almost devouring the concrete power from the king, real and magical.

Power has a taste.

Perhaps it was precisely because of this association that he couldn't even control the lizard lion to restrain himself a little, and could only watch it crazily tearing the king's body apart.

The king's death left no room for redemption.

From that moment on, he clearly knew that he had completely transformed.

No matter how the future develops, he has completely lost his retreat when he is on the stage. Once he puts on the crown, he will never want to take it off safely.

King.

"King Robert I of House Baratheon is dead. May he rest in peace."

Everyone from Queen Cersei down showed mournful faces, and many servants who loved the king cried bitterly.

The king's body was covered with a golden banner, and blood stained many dark red spots from all over the banner.There is no doubt that the King's journey was not peaceful.

Ed stared blankly, thinking it was just a nightmare.

An ordinary day.One moment Robert was flaunting his strength, and the laughter was enough to carry the whole forest, and then he encountered such a monster and became what he is now.

Isn't this a nightmare?
Lizard lions actually appeared in the river land, and they were stronger and bigger than ever before.

Ed instantly realized the danger.He tried his best to protect his good brother, but the damn boar stopped him for a while.

Just a few breaths, but it is also the gap between life and death.

When Ed and half of the soldiers jumped over the mangled wild boar and rushed towards the king, all the soldiers over there were already lying on the ground, and Robert's body was swinging in the monster's long mouth, dripping blood and flesh.

Only then did Ser Barristan and the others finally appear behind them, but it was too late.

Ruby Beach, where Rhaegar died, finally became Robert's burial. Could it be that this is a joke played by the gods in the sky?Or punishment for usurpers? !
Ed's heart suddenly pressed a heavy and cold steel, making him almost unable to hold the hilt of the sword anymore, and the anger of revenge became his last and only motivation.

He led the charge towards the lizard.

The ferocious monster knew it was afraid at this moment, and immediately threw away Robert's broken body, and ran into the river with a flick of its tail, but it was not as fast as when it came.

Ed quickly caught up, holding a long sword to slow down the lizard lion's footsteps.

Barristan and Jaime and other knights soon joined the battle.More soldiers tacitly surrounded the regicide monsters. The scope of the battle was not large, and their rush would only add to the chaos.

Ordinary soldiers suddenly became a crowd of spectators.

The monster was still roaring, and the king's corpse lay quietly on the beach, violently impacting people's spirits, and brutally stuffing the truth into people's minds.

The beast has slain the king!

Who could have imagined it?They kind of believed in the absurd plots in the legends.

The battle went well.

The angry knights played their best skills.

The monster has completely turned back into a beast with only instinct, wasting energy meaninglessly.

It was easily seduced by the long sword used as bait, biting left and right, dashing forward, and swiping its tail backward, all in vain, with only the sharp blade in contact.

Deadly threats are everywhere, it dare not concentrate on attacking a certain enemy, it can only crawl back and forth in a narrow circle, vigilant against everything.

It wanted to mobilize that power in its body, but it didn't respond at all, as if it never existed.

Except for its abnormal body shape, it is no different from that of Neck Zezhong, but its speed is slower and its reaction is more sluggish.

Suddenly, it shook its head and roared in anger and pain, and lost sight of one eye!
The knights seized the opening.

The gold-plated long sword pierced the lizard lion's bright eye, and thick turbid liquid burst out from the lizard lion's eye.

Its roar was louder and wilder.

Immediately, the black Valyrian greatsword plunged from the lizard lion's wide open mouth to its throat, and the sharp point of the sword broke through the hard leather armor behind the head, nailing the lizard lion's mouth dead.

It couldn't help rolling over, trying to get rid of the steel in its mouth.

But more long swords then sliced ​​open its fragile abdomen, cutting the muscles forcefully, crushing the more fragile internal organs inside.

It fell on the river beach and stopped struggling.

The dust has settled.

The boar did not flee, the regicide lizard died, and the king's revenge was avenged, but was it worth the slightest joy?

No one smiled.

Ed lost his soul even more. He didn't refuse Jory Cassel's support, but just watched in a daze as the soldiers covered Robert with a banner, pulled out his "ice" from the lizard's mouth, and cleaned up the river beach. all traces of.

Until this time, the team returned to the crossroads inn, and King Robert's mourning ceremony was about to end, and Ed still couldn't let it go.

Isn't this a nightmare?
Ed really wanted to wake up from sleep and still hear Robert laughing, seeing that familiar face, even the fat and shapeless belly was so nostalgic.

But everything around him reminded him that it was over.

The time of King Robert, who hammered Rhaegar to death with his own hands, is over. Robert, who some secretly called "the usurper", has left the world and returned to heaven.

He heard countless people praying to the gods for His Majesty the King to rest in peace.

But Eddard knew that his good brother, Robert, hated rest more than anything, and letting him rest would be a torture like hell.

"May the gods give him love and laughter and the joy of fighting for what is right."

Robert, is there wine and war in heaven?Is Lyanna there too?Send her my regards and may we be reunited at last.

"My lord." Ser Barristan came forward.

"The situation was urgent at the time, but now...it's all over. His Majesty's departure is a great pain and disaster for the Seven Kingdoms, and the reason for it may not be simple. You can read these news."

Yes.I am the Hand of the King, Robert asked me to help him govern the country, I must take responsibility, the Seven Kingdoms cannot be in turmoil again.

If only for Robert, for his children.

Ed hid the sadness in his heart deeper, and took the wooden box from Barristan's hand expressionlessly.

Bran crept closer to his father.

Bran didn't know if he was more sad or happy.At that scene, he thought his father was going to die, but it turned out to be much better than expected.

Only one king died.

But he also understood his father's mood at this time.If you change the king for Robb, no, don't change it.

He also grieves for His Royal Highness.

His Highness must be very sad to lose his only father.

Blame the messenger.Had the letter been delivered half a day earlier, nothing would have happened to King Robert, and nothing would have happened.

Bran stared at his father reading the letter, wondering how his father would react.

Blood Raven is so damned!

Father suddenly gripped the letter paper tightly, his eyes filled with colors he couldn't understand, "Blood Raven..."

(End of this chapter)