Eagle of the Valley of Ice and Fire.

Chapter 238 Losing control
The road leading to the church was quickly occupied by golden robes. Bronn rarely wore expensive and gorgeous heavy armor, shaved his beard and trimmed his hair, and set off at the front of the team on a tall horse with great energy.

The Kingsguard stood on both sides of the carriage, looking warily at the street. There was constant noise and all kinds of looks from the civilians. After all, it was rare for the royal family to send out so many people at once.

There was no cheer when the king's carriage passed by. Joffrey wisely sealed the carriage window a little more. He couldn't stand the taunting code words of a group of unruly people.

Jaime clearly heard the words "incest" and "Maegor's Reincarnation" in these whispers. He slightly moved his head to look at the crowd. Even the eyes of children could be interpreted as accusations, although Jaime knew that these civilians His eyes were more curious.

The noise in the crowd was quickly covered up by the overwhelming cheers, and the name of "Balistan the Fearless" echoed in the streets.

Jaime breathed out. At least King Joffrey still had a popular member of the Kingsguard.

Most ignorant civilians may not know the king's name, or even his surname. Bronn told himself that many criminals in Flea Bottom thought it was still the age of Targaryen. What's even more puzzling is that criminals It is also clear that the king's name is Joffrey, but he is addressed as Joffrey Targaryen.

You can indeed know a lot of worldly opinions and knowledge behind this mercenary.

But a careful count of the number of Kingsguards shows that this is not complete, there are only five, one less than Boros Braun who failed to protect Tommen and was imprisoned in the dungeon of the Red Keep.

Barristan's helmet swung back and forth and he looked around.

"I saw him sleeping with a pig!"

"I..." Marlin Tran raised his head, the blush on his face made him look like a fat pig, "This is slander, a slander from ignorant civilians, a qualified knight will uphold justice... …”

Marlin Tran blushed, but he did not dare to make too many mistakes in front of Barristan.

Before the other sworn brothers could answer, the laughter in the crowd rose to the sky.

Marlin Tran didn't know where the courage came from, and shouted loudly, "Your Majesty! I just discovered the traitor among the civilians!"

"Give me an explanation, Ser Meryn, an explanation that prevents your head from hanging on the wall." Joffrey smiled unconsciously when he said "the head is hung on the wall."

A figure was pushed out of the crowd by hands and feet, and laughter surrounded him.

"Baristan the Bold!"

There was another overwhelming cheer.

He took off his helmet, awkwardly tore off the banana peel that was thrown over his head at some point, and half-bowed, "Sorry, sorry Sir, I..."

The noise of the team had long attracted Joffrey's attention. He opened the window and looked at Merlin Tran, who looked embarrassed and looked like he had just sobered up. Joffrey was most dissatisfied with this attire.

"Did you enjoy the girl last night? Sir Banana Peel!"

"It's still a white-skinned pig! There's a monster in the Kingsguard!"

The king may not have heard Barristan's voice, but the civilians of King's Landing heard it clearly.

"Sir Boar?"

"Where is Ser Meryn?" Barristan asked.

Before Barristan could respond, the voices of civilians could be heard behind him.

"Join the team," Barristan expressed his disdain clearly even through the gap in his visor. "You are both a coward and a bastard who broke your oath. Even if you take off your white robe, it will not be a pity!"

"Get on your horse and join the team!" Barristan yelled.

Marin knew the character of the king he served. He swallowed, took out his sword, put it on his knees, and half-knelt on the ground.

"Your Majesty, this is a troupe. To you..." Marin Tran lowered his head skillfully, with a look of fear on his face.

James frowned, a bastard who followed others' opinions, anticipating that something bad might happen. "You'd better go and see for yourself..." Marin Tran swung his sword and raised it towards the crowd behind him. The civilians were afraid of his sword and hurriedly got out of the way.

Jaime said, "Joffrey, your brother's matter is important..."

Joffrey interrupted him, "Call me king, even though you are my uncle," he yelled at Barristan, "Protect your king! I want to get off!"

The golden robes rushed over and guarded both sides of the king's direction. The servant opened the carriage and Joffrey jumped out.

"Tommen can look at it at any time. The traitors to the kingdom cannot be caught in a short time." Joffrey clenched the sword at his waist and said to Jaime, his tone still had a childish tone.

Jaime frowned, but still followed Joffrey.

Barristan held his hand and said, "Stay here, the queen's carriage is at the back."

James nodded slightly, paused in place, and looked at Barristan's back as he followed the king away.

On the stage not far away, the wooden stage was obviously built in a hurry. The actors on the wooden stage were chasing each other around the Iron Throne.

"I am King Robert's eldest son! I am destined to inherit the Iron Throne!"

The first actor to speak his lines was obviously Joffrey.

"No! You are not, you incestuous bastard, the bastard of the Lannister siblings. I am the heir to the Iron Throne!"

"Stannis", who was staring at the antlers, stood up, head held high.

"Hmph! The careerist Stannis, he is my Lannister descendant! The Iron Throne should be my lion's throne!"

A high-pitched female voice came out, "Cersei" the Queen Mother took off her clothes and exposed her breasts, "What do you think! My people! My loyal subjects!"

"King Joffrey!" the audience shouted playfully, and some even whistled.

"Huh? Mother! Am I not Robert's son?"

"Joffrey" cross-eyed and winked at the audience, looking like a buffoon.

"No, my son," the Queen Mother "Cersei" said softly, "You are the son of Jaime and I, and the blond hair proves it."

There was a lot of laughter in the audience. Although some people objected that Princess Myrcella seemed to have black hair, the people who were watching the joke had no time to pay attention to it. Their attention was all on the troupe.

There was so much anger hidden beneath the cheers and laughter of the crowd that Joffrey almost blushed.

"Traitors! They are all traitors! Ser Marin, Barristan, arrest everyone present and chop off their heads and cut out their tongues! Quick!"

"Your Majesty, this..." Barristan quickly stopped him, but Marin Tran had already drawn his sword and stepped forward, cutting down a bystander.

The golden robes quickly surrounded him, their swords without eyes, and their flesh and blood almost blurring Barristan's sight.

"Your Majesty! This is massacre! King Robert will definitely not..."

Joffrey reached out and slapped Barristan away, pointing at his face, "Don't ever mention my father in front of me!"

The king's eyes were bloodshot, and Barristan froze in place. The massacre was still going on, and miserable howls occurred everywhere.

Somewhere in the tall building, Varys rubbed his fingers. He didn't expect the sparrow to be so powerful.

(End of this chapter)