Chapter 590
A famous witness stood up and publicly exposed the amiable, but in fact, virtuous scholar in front of him.
The nobles of the Seven Kingdoms and the commoners of King's Landing who were watching the ceremony also showed disgusted expressions, and even couldn't help spitting at the Grand Scholar Pisier, throwing rotten eggs and fruits.
"Pooh--"
"Scumbag!"
They didn't expect that this great scholar has done so many things, and even a lot of them have opened their eyes. One of them is already the age of a girl's grandfather, but he stretched his dirty hands towards them.
"Execute him!"
"Execute him!"
The first voice sounded at the scene, which then resonated with people, and more people called out loudly, asking the just Minister of Justice to sentence this scumbag to death, not giving him a chance to live, nor to survive.
During this period of time, Oberon tried many cases fairly and openly. Relying on his smart and intelligent brain, he realized the efficiency and accuracy of the cases, so he was loved by more and more people, and even reversed the fact that he had left behind a massacre in the Western Border. 's notoriety.
After all, human beings are forgetful. A few months ago, he was a son of a bitch of Dorne, and now he has executed nobles and distributed their properties to compensate the people of King's Landing who have been looted, and Oberyn has become a blue sky. sir.
The Grand Scholar Paisil, who was besieged by angry people, was in a state of embarrassment at the moment, his forehead was also smashed by a flying apple, and blood flowed out.
"me me me"
He didn't expect that he would cause public anger, and even his noble 'friends' in the past were reluctant to intercede for him and avoided his eyes.
The old man with gray hair and beard hugged his head, and his cheeks were stained with blood. At this moment, he no longer expected to be able to get out of his body, so the Grand Prix Schell pleaded with the judge, and he hoped to be able to put on black and join the vigil. Opportunities for the Legion.
However, such an opportunity is not available to everyone, such as the Valerian family, joining the Night's Watch requires the consent of His Majesty the King, but it is a pity that the honorable His Majesty's 'Southern Tour' is in the back garden of the royal family. High Court recuperates, he has not returned.
Therefore, only the chief judge and the other two deputy judges can decide on their behalf.
Jun's Landing on the square below the Red Fort.
This time, three judges will be appointed to try the case every day. The chief judge will always be the unshakable Minister of Justice Oberon, while the other two judges are two people from the governors and the ministers who will change every day. .
"The bastard of the day."
And the Minister of War Kargo, who was sitting in the chair on the left, spoke in a blunt and muddy Westeros common language.
Although his lingua franca was not good, after all, it had been so long since Xidu had come over, and he had roughly understood the evidence presented by the witnesses just now.
Moreover, he did not speak very well in other common languages, but the first thing he learned was various sports vocabulary such as 'shit' and various 'fuck', which belonged to the classics that have been passed down forever.
"We Dothraki only rape women of foreign races, and will never touch girls of our own race!"
Children are quite special to the Dothraki, and even if they are looting their families and exterminating their families, they will not move children who are lower than the wheels.
Of course this is also a cultural difference between other civilizations and the Dothraki, the children of other civilizations refer to people who have not yet reached the age of sixteen, and who are not yet physically and mentally sound.
And the Dothraki grew up on horseback, they were family, war, war, war constantly, so boys over the size of a wheel can already be called warriors in the tribe, and can inherit the machete of their father. The battlefield is at war.
That's why the Dothraki kill children who are over the wheel.
"Lord Kargo. That's right."
And Oberyn turned his head slightly speechless when he heard Cargo's words, this barbarian sounded like he was still very proud? Are girls of other races not girls?
But Oberyn certainly wouldn't argue with the barbarians that the civilized world should fight now. That's how the Dothraki fight, and sometimes they can be even more brutal with their self-proclaimed civilization.
"Lord Oberyn!"
On the other side, the governor of the valley, Petyr Baelish, who was sitting on the left side of Oberon, was wearing a black cloak, and he also spoke loudly with the medal of the bird on his chest.
"Scholar Paisil betrayed his king and caused a tragedy. He should be responsible for the disaster that happened in King's Landing more than ten years ago."
"I also recommend that he be sentenced to death."
Then Littlefinger nodded implicitly to Kago on the other side.
He wanted to get close to this Dothraki, but unfortunately, he played the piano to the bulls.
The other party didn't understand his court etiquette at all, but turned his head and picked his teeth carelessly.
"Uh... Lord Oberyn."
At this moment, Jeor Mormont, commander-in-chief of the Night's Watch, pondered for a moment, and then spoke.
He also has a place on the court because he is the 'dumpster' for criminals.
All scum as long as they are still alive can be accepted into the Night's Watch Legion, and the Legion is now at the time of rebuilding, 'recruiting talents'.
"Commander Jeor Mormont, do you want this man?"
Hearing the voice of the commander-in-chief of the Night's Watch, Oberyn also turned his head to look at the other party.
"Maester Aemon is too old, I think...maybe Maester Peysir can come to the north to help him?"
"Of course, it's up to you to come to a fair judgment."
Although Maester Aemon had found his younger generation, Viserys was also willing to call the shots to personally release his oath and let him stay in King's Landing and enjoy the longevity.
Maester Aemon, however, refused Viserys' request, keeping a lifelong oath that he was destined to be buried in the North.
Therefore, in the future, he will follow the Night's Watch to the north, fight off the remaining White Walkers, and recover the North and the Great Wall.
But Maester Aemon is indeed too old, and he does not know how many years he will live, and it is still far from enough to have only one Maester in the army of the Night's Watch, which now has a thousand people. Therefore, Jeor Mormont President The commander's 'cherishing talents' was only at this time when he had the cheek to ask for someone, and Maester Pixier was still a little younger than Maester Aemon.
"Um... Join the Night's Watch..."
And Oberyn, hearing the views of the two associate justices and the request of Commander-in-Chief Jeor Mormont, stroked his chin beard slightly.
He suddenly felt that letting this old dog go to fight in the icy and snowy environment in the north in the future seemed to be a good way of torture, far more enjoyable than hanging it now.
Because as a member of the Imperial Council, he knew that Viserys was ready to retake the North.
As the main force to recapture the North, it is no longer suitable to use the Targaryen army, but the Night's Watch and the Northerners as the main force, providing them with resources and help, allowing them to retake their own homeland.
Oberyn then consulted with the two associate justices, and finally ruled that Maester Peysir would join the Night's Watch as a maester.