Throne hall, at the table of the meeting of the important officials.

After going through all kinds of difficulties, Cersei returned to Red Castle in a panic. After a night of hard work, she barely healed her psychological trauma. Early in the morning, she ordered a new round of imperial meetings.

This time Cersei was still sitting in the first place. Behind her was a knight wearing armor and a long sword hanging on her waist, and she couldn't see clearly.

This is a gift from Bachelor of Coben to her home, and another biochemical knight, made based on Berlos Braun. This is a once cowardly and obese knight with an average martial arts skills. He was previously deprived of white robe by Cersei Lannister and later recalled by Tywin Lannister. It is said that he had been following Cob himself some time ago and was appointed as a drug tester by him.

Marin Tran, the captain of the Royal Guard, was standing at the start of the biochemical knight Bolus. Although he was wearing brilliant white armor and a whiter cloak, Ma Da's head seemed to be obviously very afraid of Koben's new work, and the two were cautiously keeping a considerable distance.

"I want the church to go to the seven levels of hell!" Everyone sat down, and Cersei said coldly, "Who can help me think of a solution? I want all the people in the church to go to hell immediately? What's wrong with you guys? All are mute? What about little fingers? He was absent? Little skinned Rams Burton, do you know what the capital garrisons are doing now? Use the king's handwriting to go to the two barracks to mobilize them. Commander-in-chief Sir Adam Malbrand is a loyal dog of our Lannister family. I want him to send troops immediately."

Xiao Peel stood up, "Mr. Petyr Berrysch, sent me a message this morning. He said he was investigating the attack on the Dongcheng Port Guard yesterday. It may be a bit tricky and it takes time to deal with it. Maybe it will arrive in a while."

Cersei threw a parchment scroll in the middle of the conference table. "What kind of waste is the port guard? Now we have to put the overall situation first. The Sparrow Church has such a big goal. He will not investigate what port guard? I have never even heard of King Landing having this army. The king was trapped in King Landing and did not see them coming to protect the carriage."

Grand Secretary Pai Shiel stood up tremblingly, looking very difficult, stretched out his freckled hand, picked up the parchment scroll on the table, unfolded it, looked at Cersei in surprise, "Mrs. Queen Mother, is this the king's handwriting?"

Cersei had no expression on his face. "Do you have any questions? The king knew that her mother was persecuted by the heretic church and decided to regain my humiliation and regain my dignity."

Pychel glanced at Cersei, who was flushed with excitement, and shut up.

"Since Littlefinger is absent, we don't care about him for the time being. Now, I want you to make an immediate statement of supporting the king's decision."

Cersei looked at everyone present with a cold face. Since the Queen Mother experienced the church interrogation, she seemed to have a stronger aura. No one dared to look up at the cold look.

A contemptuous smile flowed from the corner of the lioness's mouth, thinking that she had mastered the situation and everyone leaned over her ears.

A loud voice suddenly came from the door of the Throne Hall.

"Mother, have you stole my handwriting?"

When the ministers saw King Toman appear, they all stood up to salute. When they heard the accusations and questioning in Toman's voice, everyone's face was wonderful except for Queen Mother Cersei.

Now Cersei could no longer sit down, and she stood up with disbelief, "Torman... Didn't you hand over the hand to me with your own hands? You promised to avenge your beloved mother."

Toman walked from the door with four or five white-robed royal guards to the conference table, ignored Paichl's hand-written handwriting, and wrote a handwritten letter signed by Toman.

The king pulled out a chair and sat down quietly. "The Royal Guards are all out, and I am now presided over the imperial meeting. I don't want anyone to be bored listening here."

Soon the Royal Guards left one after another. The Royal Guard Captain Marinma looked at the little ghost king who was not afraid of honor and disgrace. The Royal Guard Captain had the right to show up for a meeting, but Toman refused his request in verbal remarks.

Even the biochemical knight of Coben was invited out.

"He won't speak, he's just a living dead." Koben tried to convince.

Then King Thorman seemed to not take this trick, and glared at Bachelor Coben and said, "Do you, a fake bachelor who was expelled from the school town, also show off in front of me? Or do you think that someone will have an assassin in the Throne Hall and need someone to protect you?"

Koben opened his mouth, speechless.

Although King Toman's words were calm and gentle, every word he said was very important, and everyone present began to feel a little uneasy.

Cersei walked away from the seat, came to Toman, and reached out to touch Toman's head intimately, "What's wrong with you, son?"

However, Toman seemed to no longer enjoy Cersei's care, as if he had grown up as a man overnight.

He broke free from Cersei's hand, his eyes full of anger, and said politely to Cersei: "You shouldn't steal my handwriting. In the past, you always deceived me and asked me to sign my name and stamp the king's seal one by one. This time you used the same trick again. The church is the medium of the gods and the world. We should not deal with them. What did they do wrong and we need to wipe them out all of them, judge the criminals or let those with dirt parade?"

Thorman suddenly questioned like a cannon, and he slammed Cersei's body like sticks. Cersei's face turned red, as if the scene of someone taking off his clothes yesterday reappeared again.

At the same time, Cersei had a faint premonition of anxiety in her heart, just like the biting cold wind gradually flooding her soul.

Cersei's eyes soon burst into tears. She was panicked and at a loss when she was asked so nakedly by her son who cared most. "I am your mother, Toman...my child."

"Shut up, this is the imperial meeting, we are talking about kingdom affairs."

Cersei's heart was once again slapped.

She cried a few times, then reached out to wipe away the tears from her eyelashes and returned to her original position.

National Master Paichel looked at the obviously wrong king sitting opposite him and tentatively said: "Your Majesty, since you deny that the handwriting was from you, does that mean that you are unwilling to attack the church and the sparrows?"

Toman raised his face, "Of course, not only that, but we should even learn from the church."

“Learn…What to learn?”

Toman looked around and looked at Coben on his right hand. Xiao Pingsai kept looking at Cersei, who looked confused and uneasy, and finally landed on Bachelor Pychill opposite him.
Chapter completed!