Cersei Lannister finally came back to his god.

She felt that she was picked up by a big hand and then pushed off the platform.

At this moment, an extremely ridiculous idea suddenly popped up in her mind.

She, the daughter of God, and the queen mother of the Seven Kingdoms, is stupid.

After the Ultimate War, she promoted five of her confidants to become the Imperial Guards.

After successfully arresting Ned Stark a month ago, she even took the initiative to fire Balistan from the Royal Guard.

Now she is paying for all these stupid behaviors.

"Sansa, take Sansa Stark away!" Berrysh pointed to the wolf-headed pendant on the chest of the witch hunters: "They are people from the North!"

Sansa, who had been lying on the ground, reacted when she heard this, crawling towards the witch hunters with her hands and feet, but was grabbed by the hunting dog beside her and raised her ankle, and then threw it to Genos.

"I'll block him." Sandor held the hunting dog helmet on his head and raised his long sword to the bald man who was coming towards him.

As the crowds around fled and dispersed, more and more golden robes gathered over and gradually formed a surround of the platform.

Resor remained silent and bent down to pick up the antler crown that fell to the ground.

Accompanied by the twisted creaking of metal, the golden crown was kneaded into a metal ball, and fell to the ground with a bang, rolling to the feet of the hunting dog.

The corners of the hunting dog's mouth twitched, took a deep breath, and then lowered its mask.

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Bran in the dream finally saw the fantasy clearly.

As the hills collapsed, a huge viper crawled out from it, and it had amber eyes like the four giant wolf.

And they are not really hills at all.

Instead, it is a mountain of cloaks.
Chapter completed!