"What? Saint Matthew has become a eunuch?" Cersei exclaimed.
Alanthine glared at the sinner and roared, "Shut up! You are blaspheming the Angel Matthew!"
"Cut off Jiji? Isn't he a eunuch? I'm just telling the truth. How is that blasphemy?
You Lun the Demon is the one who is blasphemous.
Go outside the castle and summon the sparrows to attack the Red Keep and wash You Lun's party with blood. "Cersei could hardly hide her smile and joy.
Well, she didn't hide her true thoughts.
The three old nuns were furious but could not refute. They were ready to leave the sinner's cell.
"Oh, don't go. I am guilty. I admit that I am guilty. I have blasphemed Saint Matthew's Jiji. Oh, no, I have blasphemed Saint Matthew's name. I have failed the teachings of the Holy Mother."
Cersei wanted to hear more, and the negotiation between Saint Matthew and You Lun concerned her future. She hurriedly grabbed the two tall and strong old nannies, one in each hand.
She didn't manage to stop them. Instead, she was dragged three to four meters on the floor.
But the three old nuns did not go out.
Sister Morley asked her companion, "Why did You Lun the Demon cut off — blaspheme Saint Matthew?"
"Sigh, it's all because of her," Sister Masonte shouted, pointing at Cersei. "Saint Matthew should have left after being stabbed, but he pitied You Lun the Demon's depravity and could not bear to see Cersei —"
"Hey, that's enough," Cersei shouted, interrupting the old nuns. "You gave Stannis the nickname 'Red Heart Demon' and 'You Lun the Demon'. It's fine. But what do you mean by calling me 'Cersei the Demon'?
I am a devout believer of the Holy Mother. Even if I was abducted by demons and made some mistakes, I am not a demon, right? I think I can still go to heaven. "
"Your sins are comparable to those of demons. 'Cersei the Demon' will be used to describe people who make the same mistakes as you in the future," the nun said.
Cersei's face turned red with anger. "I am incest, but isn't your pope the product of incest as well?
I murdered my own husband, but didn't your Pope also curse her husband to death? He's going to die anyway, so it doesn't matter how he dies. "
"Blasphemy!"
"Sinner!"
"Cersei!"
The three nuns pointed at Cersei and yelled at her.
"Deng deng deng ~ ~ ~"
While the three old nannies were arguing with Cersei, the sound of footsteps came from the stairs outside.
They all quieted down at the same time, listening attentively and looking up.
The haggard Count Tully and the warrior's son Russel led the way, while Sister Una and a few knights followed behind.
"Cousin, you've come to save me!" Cersei cried out tearfully.
The one-armed hero looked at his former lover, cousin, queen, and now queen, sinner, and prisoner with pity and asked, "Cersei, on behalf of Archbishop Matthew, are you willing to give up all worldly power, dissolve your marriage with You Lun, and convert to the church?"
Cersei stopped crying and said in surprise, "Of course I am willing to dissolve my marriage with You Lun, but what do you mean by converting to the church and giving up worldly power?"
"After many efforts, Saint Matthew finally persuaded You Lun to dissolve your marriage with him," Russel said.
"But You Lun also has a condition. You have to hand over the crown, officially recognize him as Yolun Of Silla, give up the Lannister surname, and never step out of the Holy Cathedral. You will become a Sister of Silence. "
Cersei was like a puppy that had been kicked in the balls. She jumped up and yelled, "Let the Other Ghosts take advantage of King Yourun. Who does he think he is? A mere Ironborn wants to become the king of the Seven Kingdoms? How hard did Saint Matthew work to make me lose the Iron Throne? "
"You are unwilling?" Randall Tully frowned.
Cersei spat at Tully's face and scolded, "Bastard, have you forgotten who made you the Hand of the King? Ungrateful bastard! "
Randall Tully pursed his lips, the veins on his forehead throbbing, but he only glared, not retorting or wiping away the saliva that was dripping down his forehead.
"Cersei, don't be unreasonable. If it weren't for Count Tully's efforts, you would have been secretly killed by Youlun." Lancer could not stand it anymore. She stepped forward and shouted in a low voice.
This was the truth.
Randall Tully had never been on You Lun's side.
But before You Lun plotted against Cersei, he had been encouraging her to suppress the Riverbend Army in King's Landing.
In the Battle of the Southern Shore of Blackwater, Lion had suffered the greatest loss, followed by Riverbend. They had faced the True Dragon Alliance head-on, while Tiemin had ambushed them from behind and cleaned up the battlefield.
When Cersei learned of Randall Tully's loss, she had laughed and opened a bottle of summer wine to celebrate with You Lun.
Because of this, Riverbend's army in King's Landing was not even as strong as Lion's.
Lion even controlled 5,000 gold robes!
Even so, after Cersei had imprisoned herself, Randall Tully was loyal to her. Cersei being locked in the Queen's Tower was her own idea.
You Lun did not truly replace Cersei because of three concerns: the Church, Randall Tully, and Lannister in the West.
No matter how many sins Cersei had committed, she was at least a believer of the Seven Gods.
The Great Cathedral of Baylor did not like her, and the Starry Cathedral had crowned her, but You Lun was a proper heretic.
The West and half of Hejian were still under Lannister's control, and Tywin's cousin Damien was still in charge of Casterly Rock. If they fell out, You Lun would be in danger of losing his home.
Lannister was indeed in decline, but Tiemin was not in a good situation either. The main reason was that his forces were too scattered. The Iron Islands, Riverbend High Court, King's Landing were more than 10,000 kilometers of land and sea, which was more than half of the Westeros.
If Lannister was ruthless and gathered his remaining forces to attack the neighboring Iron Islands, You Lun might really lose his home.
The Iron Islands were not even as big as the Earl's territory, and their population was small. They were barely qualified to participate in the game of power because all of them were soldiers. Now, one-third of Tiemin was in Riverbend, and two-thirds was in King's Landing. The Iron Islands were almost empty.
Randall Tully was the representative of the Seven Kingdoms and the representative of Riverbend. Even You Lun could not ignore his opinion.
The king ruled over the nobles, and the nobles ruled over their subjects.
If the nobles did not care about the king, the king was no longer a king.
If Cersei did not murder the Great Sparrow and did not make an oath to atone for her sins, You Lun would not be able to become the regent.
Everyone in King's Landing who knew about the Red Keep knew what Randall Tully meant to Cersei. Only Cersei herself did not know.
She was still cursing at Randall.
Cersei had not seen Randall Tully since she was imprisoned in the Queen Dowager's Tower. Now, she wanted to vent all her pent-up anger.
Randall's face was like a spittoon as she spat all over it.
After a while, the Queen's Hand said, "When I accepted Duke Tywin's invitation to help the Iron Throne quell the rebellion, it was to restore the order of the Seven Kingdoms.
I don't know when it started, but I became one of the sources of chaos.
I am guilty, but I don't know who I have let down. "
"You have let me down," Cersei shouted.
Randall Tully's expression became strange when he heard that.
"If it was because of you that I ended up like this, then it is … a disgrace!"
"What do you mean? Without me, could you have become the King's Hand? "Cersei said angrily.
Randall Tully made a decision in his heart. His expression softened as he said, "My Queen, what is your decision? In the agreement between You Lun and Archbishop Matthew, the marriage can only be annulled if you give up everything in the world. If you leave the Red Keep, you must join the sisters Silence. "
"Let You Lun shave his head and become a monk," Cersei said angrily.
"The archbishop did make such a proposal," Randall suggested sincerely after a moment of silence. "I think it is best if you agree to You Lun's terms. Stannis will soon attack the King's Landing. The Red Keep will no longer be safe."
"Cersei, go into the arms of the Holy Mother. You will find that the peace of your soul is far more satisfying than the empty power," Lansel also advised.
"Look at my face, look at my hair, look at my clothes."
Cersei looked up and turned in a circle, revealing her dry and fragile hair, her wrinkled and pale cheeks, and her bloated and worn-out sheepskin coat that emitted a strange smell.
"This is an ascetic! Is this worthy of the Queen? "Cersei shouted angrily.
"Don't tell me that a nun should be like this. Danny Rize of Dragonstone Island was surrounded by servants, dressed in fine clothes, ate delicious food, admired by thousands, and was loved by the Holy Mother. Why can't I?"
Randall Tully and Lansel looked at each other and said, "You choose to remain as you are?"
Cersei shook her head and begged, "Can you let me out?"
"Have you forgotten your own oath, the sacred oath?" Lansel frowned.
"It was You Lun. He tricked me into swearing an oath of penance," Cersei said.
"But you were the one who murdered the Holy Sparrow," Lansel said coldly.
"I —" Cersei was speechless.
"Archbishop Matthew risked his life to fight for this opportunity for you," Sister Maule reminded.
"He's a Guardian Angel. Why didn't he fight for better conditions for me?" Cersei complained.
Thinking of You Lun pierced the archbishop's heart with a sword, and then looking at Cersei, Lansel's heart turned cold.
"In a few days, the archbishop will bring the people of King's Landing south. All the monks and nuns will leave. There may not be any nuns to supervise you," he hinted.
Without nuns, you will lose the protection of the Church.
Cersei didn't fully understand what he meant, but she felt a sense of danger.
She shrank back and thought of something. "Cousin, my poor uncle worked hard for Lannister all his life. For his sake, please do me a favor. Call Lord Rekk and the Grand Chamberlain Tanya here. Let me talk to them."
Lord Rekk was the general of Dragonstone Island who was captured by the Dragon Queen. He was the husband of Tywin's cousin. After the death of Lord Davon of the Lion Family, Cersei appointed him the commander of the Lion Army and the Golden Robes.
Thinking of her father who died at the hands of the imps, Lansel sighed and whispered something to Randall Tarry. Randall hesitated for a moment, then ordered a knight to go downstairs.
While waiting, Randall couldn't help but remind Cersei, "Trusting Titus Rekk and Tanya of Myr is the stupidest thing of all."
Cersei responded with a sarcastic smile.
"Did Jaime look for you?" she asked her cousin.
Lancel nodded and said, "Before going to Winterfell, we met once. After the Winterfell War, he disappeared again."
Cersei stroked her rough, wrinkled face. Her hand trembled, and her voice trembled. "He, he, he … Where is Breyne, the Roseless Sentinel? “
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