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#322 - Chapter 56: Fighting Out of the Red Fort

However, Qyburn responded with a humble expression, "All of this is thanks to Your Grace. If not for your constant support, I would never have had the opportunity to attempt this. However, due to certain reasons, despite my best efforts, I was unable to fully restore him to his original state. Ser Gregor can no longer speak as freely or eat normally like ordinary people. But thankfully, he no longer feels any pain, and his strength is far greater than before."

Cersei, with a curious and expectant gaze, carefully examined the transformed Mountain before her, then couldn't help but reach out and gently tap his incredibly hard armor, accompanied by a crisp sound. Her face showed satisfaction, and she asked Qyburn at the side, "Qyburn, in Clegane's current state, is he capable of defeating that man named Garon?"

Faced with Cersei's question, Qyburn spread his hands helplessly and replied, "Your Grace, I am sorry, but I know very little about combat, so I cannot judge the specific standards of their strength. However, as far as I know, Lord Garon is indeed quite formidable, arguably the most powerful person I have ever seen. Years ago, we both studied under the same mentor at the Citadel, and he was simply a genius. His level of knowledge amazed the maesters. I have never seen anyone so proficient in various fields of knowledge."

However, Cersei didn't seem interested in Qyburn's past experiences and even seemed a little impatient. She waved her hand impatiently, signaling Qyburn to stop talking, and turned to look at Varys, urging, "Alright, I'm not interested in these things. I don't care! What exactly is going on with Father? Why hasn't he arrived yet? Varys, tell us the news you gathered earlier!"

Varys naturally didn't dare to provoke Cersei easily, so he cautiously opened his mouth and said, "Very well, Queen Mother. First, I must tell you something important. Not long ago, that false king Viserys was poisoned to death at Storm's End. However, the despicable Targaryen rebels deliberately blocked this news, causing many of my 'little birds' to suffer heavy losses. But only three days later, they actually reached an agreement internally and decided to let Rhaegar's son, Aegon, inherit the throne. At the same time, they will marry Viserys' widow—Princess Arianne Martell of Dorne—as the new queen. According to the front-line reports provided by Lord Randyll, the enemy's army does not seem to have been affected by this change."

Cersei was furious upon hearing this and cursed angrily, "Damn it! Why don't these guys just die!"

Varys continued to report, "In addition, Stannis on Dragonstone is also making moves. His troop movements are unusually frequent, and it is clear that he will take some action in the near future."

Cersei frowned deeply; she never expected the situation to deteriorate to such an extent. She turned her head and looked at Jaime at the side, anxiously asking, "How many troops are left in King's Landing that can be deployed?"

Jaime pondered for a moment, then replied, "Including the Red Keep guards and the Gold Cloaks, the total number is about twenty thousand, but most of them are newly recruited soldiers, and their weapons and equipment have not been fully equipped yet."

Cersei took a deep breath and began to plan secretly in her heart. Suddenly, she asked, "Where is Father? Why hasn't he come?" Before she could finish speaking, a burst of chaotic footsteps came from outside the door, and then the door was suddenly pushed open. A Lannister knight rushed in in a panic, his face full of horror.

When he saw the people in the room, he was about to speak: "Something bad has happened! Ty..." However, at this moment, a black shadow fell rapidly from above the doorframe like a ghost. A sharp short sword flashing with cold light pierced in from the back of his neck with lightning speed and came out of his mouth, instantly stifling the words he had not yet uttered in his throat.

It turned out that Arya was listening to Varys's report, and when she saw this knight so flustered, she immediately realized that Tywin's body had been exposed. So, she no longer hesitated and resolutely took action, ending the life of the messenger knight.

Immediately afterwards, she quickly raised the repeating crossbow in her hand and aimed at Cersei for a round of shooting. Three extremely sharp crossbow bolts flew straight towards Cersei like lightning, targeting her vital body parts. Everyone was stunned by this sudden attack and couldn't react for a moment, even the seven guards on duty in the room were no exception!

"No!!" Jaime roared in grief across a table, leaping up as if shot from a bow.

At this moment, a huge figure stood in front of Cersei, holding her tightly in his arms. There were three crisp metallic clangs, followed by a muffled thud as the bolts pierced flesh. The crossbow bolts penetrated the armor and pierced deeply into the flesh.

After completing the shooting, Arya didn't even have time to check the results of the attack before quickly drawing her short sword. She flashed around, turned around, and slammed the meeting room door shut with lightning speed, and then used the heavy door bolt to secure it from the outside. Taking advantage of the brief moment when Jaime and the others were trapped in the meeting hall and had not yet recovered, she darted like an agile leopard from the other side of the throne into the tower.

This series of thrilling events happened in the blink of an eye. From the assassin's appearance to her quiet departure, it was only a few dozen seconds. Jaime crossed the long conference table and reached Cersei in the blink of an eye. He anxiously grabbed his sister and carefully checked every part of her body, fearing that he would miss any minor injuries. After confirming that his sister was safe and sound, the stone hanging in his heart finally fell to the ground, and he breathed a long sigh of relief.

At the same time, the Mountain slowly stood up. He seemed to feel no pain from the three crossbow bolts inserted into his back. The crossbow bolts on his thick back were like three insignificant toothpicks, not affecting his actions in the slightest.

Only then did the seven guards wake up as if from a dream and rush towards the door. They were filled with remorse; so many of them had failed to notice the assassin hiding in the room, which was undoubtedly a serious dereliction of duty. If the Queen Mother had suffered an accident in this incident, the consequences were simply unimaginable. At the thought of Lord Tywin's cold face, everyone couldn't help but tremble.

However, the closed meeting hall door in front of them brought them new problems. This door was more than twenty centimeters thick, made of solid oak, and tightly connected with iron rivets, making it extremely strong.