Eagle of the Valley of Ice and Fire

Two hundred and eighty-two, Eagle Time (2)

"Even Varys, the infamous eight-clawed spider."

At this time, Pycelle no longer had the dignity of a grand maester. The maester's gray robe was stained with dust and blood and was in tatters. He was lying on the iron table, with not much breath left in his mouth.

Evan Aylin immediately became interested, "Even if it's Varys, I really want to know the story of this outstanding colleague."

Pycelle raised his head tremblingly, "I am a bachelor appointed by the king. After three dynasties, even the eight-clawed spider has not done anything excessive to me!"

He complained loudly.

His voice was clear and firm, completely different from the sleepy and stuttering look he had during the imperial meeting.

"Oh" Evan Aylin rubbed his chin, "That means my colleague is not good enough. After all, Pycelle, the great bachelor who has experienced three dynasties, has committed a crime that even being sent to the Great Wall and beheaded is not enough to repay."

No~ Pycelle spent his last strength on the accusation just now, and could only shout in his heart.

The tiny metal blade scraped against the dagger, and every time it was sharpened it was like a fine needle pricking into Pycelle's cochlea. Evan Aylin showed no restraint and smiled as he watched Pycelle being tortured and unable to cope with himself.

"I said everything, I said everything." Pycelle's voice was as thin as a spider's silk. Only the gods know how many tricks are hidden in it. It is as deep as the well-developed tunnels in the darkness of King's Landing. Same.

"So," asked Evan Arryn, "you agree with Archmaester Cormon?"

Bachelor?

Pycelle raised his head, his eyes as wide as copper, and his heart felt as if he had been put into a frying pan, being tossed and fried seven times.

"Gods bless you," Evan Arryn said with apology in his eyes, "I forgot to tell our distinguished former grand maester that Duke Attis Arryn has informed the city that Kemon will become the next grand maester. "

He deliberately emphasized the word "predecessor".

In fact, Duke Attis Arryn did not discuss this matter with the Citadel at all. After all, Kemen was already familiar with many affairs in the Eyrie. Compared with King's Landing, the affairs in the Valley have recently been complicated and have regional specificities. Atty As the Duke, Si was not willing to let the bachelor who had been trained for many years be distracted from handling other affairs. Moreover, the position of the grand bachelor at least symbolized the friendship between the city and the royal family. It was not in the interests of the valley to abolish it arbitrarily.

"It seems that the Red Keep palace is under the wings of Duke Arryn." Pycelle said dreamily, his eyes blurred, "Okay."

A whip was thrown down, and the blood marks appeared again.

"Stop talking nonsense!"

"Ah! I admit it! I admit it! Ahhh!"

Snot, urine, and tears all came down from Pycelle's body, deepening the color of his gray robe, and a fishy smell of urine filled the prison cell.

"Okay." Evan Aylin wiped his hands with a wet towel with satisfaction. He enjoyed all this. Although he did not have to interrogate the prisoner personally, he always wanted to do these tasks with his own hands. Evan could see from the prisoner's collapsed expression Rich found a lot of happiness.

Besides, these are all for Duke Attis, right? That is, for the Aylin family.

He walked to the cell next door and faced Amory Lodge, who was trembling all over and full of fear.

"Your turn, ser." Evan Arryn nodded politely.

"No!" Rocky was admiring everything from the next door. His face was covered with tears, and his face was wet and sticky. It was as sticky and disgusting as slugs crawling all over his face.

"Me, my accomplices, and Queen Cersei are all part of the Queen Mother's conspiracy!!!"

Cersei's body was placed quietly in the center of the rotunda of the temple, next to Tywin's body that had been piled high with embalmed items.

Tyrion stood in front of the two coffins, like a candle that had solidified and no longer burned.

He had mixed feelings in his heart, but there were no tears at the moment.

Until now, Tyrion really has no idea what love is, including hate.

The two people in front of me are Tywin Lannister, his cold father, and Cersei Lannister, his stupid sister.

The two of them were originally the embodiment of the love and hate in Tyrion's heart, but in the end they became two corpses that were about to rot and have bloodless faces lying here. Even though Tyrion was depressed, he was still more at a loss. .

Why did it change like this? He asked himself.

Tyrion took a deep breath. He at least dared to face the corpses of his relatives, but Jaime. Jaime had no idea how to meet them.

Jaime killed Cersei.

Jaime killed Cersei.

Jaime killed Cersei? !

Tyrion held his head, this was something he couldn't guess no matter how hard he thought about it.

His father was poisoned, but his head was taken away by a direwolf.

Cersei was just crazy, but her throat was crushed by her own brother.

Lannister, this is the great family name in their father's mouth, a family name that they need to defend for their entire lives.

Extremely ironic. Tyrion noticed the two funny stones in Tywin and Cersei's eyes. He didn't stay any longer, turned around, and left.

Oh no, Tyrion suddenly thought.

And Myrcella.

She's just a child.

The huge body of the Magic Mountain was struggling, and several knights tied chains around his throat and chest and back as broad as a bear.

"You bastard!" Magic Mountain roared, "You deserve to go to the seven hells!"

He foamed at the mouth and fell to the floor of the Red Keep. "The Clegane family is only loyal to the Lannister. You are nothing. You are just a hairless vulture in the Queen Mother's mouth! A hairless vulture!"

Attis sat on the Iron Throne and carefully leaned back along the edge of the throne. The iron hooks and thorns at the corners were stained with the blood of many kings and prime ministers, and they were probably dirty for a long time.

He chose the most comfortable position, took a deep breath, and raised his head.

"I already know about your request," Attis did not hear the specific content of Magic Mountain's shouting, but just replied in the tone of the Prime Minister, and then looked at Magic Mountain seriously, brave and fearless but with low morals. Magic Mountain.

Magic Mountain looked stunned, "You" he shook his head, and suddenly wanted to run to the Iron Throne and strangle Attis on the high position, but was dragged by the chains on his body and the knight behind him, choking his breath and looking suffocated. Got to be red.

"The kingdom once promised to give Dorne a seat on the Royal Council. Even if the phase is changed, the promise remains the same. The royal family also needs an opportunity to make peace with Dorne." Attis took a sip of wine and looked leisurely at the Demon Mountain kneeling under the high platform. , "The Lord Advocate is very good. Let the Dornishmen judge you, Ser Clegane."

"I want to kill. Ugh!~"

The knights swarmed up and dragged the Mountain out of the throne room.

Attis did not stay on the Iron Throne for long. When he walked out of the throne room, the courtyard of the Red Keep was already filled with people.

Archmaester Pycelle, Amory Lodge, who framed King Robert, and members of the Warriors were all included.

The silent executioner, whose eyes were still pale and expressionless, Irene Payne became his executioner.

Attis did not choose to do it himself, nor did he choose to parade around the city.

He nodded to Ilyn Payne and stared silently at the Red Keep and everything in sight.

"Thump! Thump!"

All heads fell to the ground.

Attis didn't even loosen his eyes. He said to Angei who was standing aside: "Notify the army to rest for three days and return to Harrenhal."

An Gai didn't hesitate, responded and rushed to the camp where the army gathered in the valley.

Attis looked at the blood on the ground for a few times, remained silent, and returned to the hall.

There are many explanations for the fact that Attis Arryn led his army and quickly returned to Harrenhal after completing his own trial. Among them, the widely circulated among the people is that the Duke's heart was attached to Princess Myrcella. At that time, the princess lost her grandfather, and Losing his mother was a double pain. The Duke wanted to see and comfort the princess as soon as possible and fulfill his duties as a husband.

Another point is that the repeated assassinations and riots in King's Landing made Attis feel resentful about it, and he ran away in fear.

Of course, the discussion among colleagues in the city believed that this was a rational decision made by Attis Arryn. From the practical and foreseeable significance of later generations, in addition to its port trade and huge human resources functions, King's Landing has no influence on Artis Arryn. The role of the forest and the valley is very shallow. In terms of connecting the riverlands and the valley, the role of the royal domain and the valley is not as good as the military deterrence of Harrenhal - this great castle can accommodate almost all the valley troops.

No matter how future generations analyze and evaluate it, the behavior of Lord Attis Arryn is very similar to an equally significant historical event in history.

This is the historical event "Wolf Time" in which Duke Cregan Stark came to King's Landing at the end of the Dance of the Dragons War, judged him in the name of justice, and then quickly returned to the North.

In order to correspond to the "Wolf Hour", historians called this event the "Eagle Hour"

Later, based on the time Attis Arryn entered King's Landing, the period near dusk was also called "Eagle Hour" by the common people.

——"Steel and the Eagle: The Rise of House Arryn"