Crow's Eye smirked, remaining silent.
Joffrey leaned back in his chair, his Left Hand tapping idly on the solid wood armrest. "None of your crimes will be forgotten. The Trial begins now!"
Silence fell over the hall.
The person who had stepped forward looked around awkwardly, then hurriedly retreated back into the ranks, hiding behind the crowd.
Joffrey chuckled. "Crow's Eye, you spoke insolently in Pyke, daring to defy your rightful King. You are sentenced to the 'Cut Tongue and Throat' punishment, to be silent and peaceful from now on, no longer harming others with words."
Without a tongue, a person can still make some simple sounds, and even regain some communication ability after long-term practice.
But without vocal cords, it's difficult to even make the most meaningless grunts and groans, resulting in permanent loss of voice.
People looked at Crow's Eye.
The fellow was still "Silence". No wonder he hadn't opened his mouth!
Joffrey continued, "Even without counting the sins you committed in Essos, in the Iron Islands, Fair Isle, and the vast Ocean, the girls you've insulted are countless. Therefore, you are sentenced to 'Castration'."
Thud!
Two Royal Guards immediately kicked Crow's Eye to his knees.
One drew a glowing hot Dagger.
The other grabbed the Chain on Crow's Eye and pulled hard. The Chain immediately pulled Crow's Eye's clothes and pants away.
"Ah!" The Ladies turned away, unwilling to look directly at such a foul sight, both curious and fearful of the horrific punishment about to occur.
Most of the Noble Officers were full of surprise, or frowned deeply, or showed disgust in their Eyes, or were secretly chilled.
Mia Stonehouse refused to look away for even a moment, her gaze fixed on the completely naked, ridiculous Crow's Eye, eagerly anticipating the show to come.
Under everyone's gaze.
Feeling the scorching heat, a clear panic appeared in Crow's Eye's Eyes for the first time.
He instinctively struggled violently.
But the outcome was obvious. The two burly men held down the frail Crow's Eye tightly, and the glowing hot blade got closer and closer...
Hiss~~~~
Crow's Eye's whole body tensed up rigidly! His Eyes were covered in bright red bloodshot veins, wide open!
He opened his mouth wide! But inside there was only an empty oral cavity, making his desperate, all-out scream turn into silent stillness!
Snap! The man wielding the blade swung his arm.
Sigh~~ A collective heavy sigh immediately echoed in the hall, containing the relief of finally being done, the astonishment of witnessing bloodshed, and the release of satisfying a strange desire...
The two men released the Eunuch.
Crow's Eye immediately curled up into a ball, trembling all over, sweat beads oozing from every pore, turning his entire body into a wet, glistening mess.
At this moment, he wasn't stained with much blood.
When his lower body suddenly felt lighter, the Soldier responsible for holding him down sent a gentle energy, stopping the bleeding and healing the wound.
Crow's Eye even felt signs of regrowth there!
But the Soldier stopped!
Stopped!
I'm not a man anymore?! A Eunuch?!
Crow's Eye knew this was Joffrey's malicious idea! To create despair, to dangle hope before his Eyes, and then immediately snatch it back!
Joffrey! One day, you will regret letting me live!!
You want my secret?
Fine. I'll give it to you slowly, until the next game. By then, I will also mercifully spare your life and grant you even longer entertainment.
And the Drowned God!
Damn Drowned God! Your Prophecy is only fit to be thrown into a filthy, stinking cesspool full of maggots!!
Whatever your scheme is. I, "Crow's Eye" Euron Greyjoy, will surely shatter all your plans!
There will never be another Drowned Man in the Iron Islands!
One day, all Ironborn will forget your existence! And no one will believe in you, this false god!
Crow's Eye's malevolence was seen by everyone.
Woof! Woof! Woof!
Dog barks came from behind him. Crow's Eye's thoughts shifted slightly, and his face immediately turned gloomy and startled.
Slap~
Something hit the ground, making a sound, like something soft, like Flesh and Blood.
Crow's Eye turned around slowly, stiffly.
Woof!
The big dog bared its fangs viciously at him, its front left paw pressed firmly on the half-severed pillar of flesh and a ball of flesh, determined to protect its meal.
Scarlet and sticky white coated its hideous canine teeth.
Crow's Eye made no further movement, only closing his eyelids weakly, like a deflated ball.
"It's not over yet," Joffrey reminded kindly.
"During the last Greyjoy Rebellion, the Iron Throne pardoned you and the Iron Islands, but how did you repay that?"
Joffrey snorted coldly. "You actually incited the Sirens to rebel again, spread hatred, destroyed towns, and poisoned the people of the Seven Kingdoms! Tell me yourself, what crime are you guilty of!"
Crow's Eye looked silently at Joffrey.
"Oh, right," Joffrey smiled slightly. "I just remembered, you can't speak. Then I'll make the decision for you."
Joffrey gestured to two Royal Guards.
"Sever his limbs, to show the abandonment of killing and warfare. Dig out his eyes, to show he will no longer covet land."
The two men approached Crow's Eye simultaneously, one in front and one behind.
The soldier in front was still using that Dagger, although it was no longer red hot, the residual marks and warmth on the blade made Crow's Eye extremely reluctant to see it, let alone touch it again, especially with his eyes!
However, Swords are merciless.
The only thing Crow's Eye could do was try his best to remain calm, to maintain the last vestiges of dignity and pride. Although these things had probably vanished completely amidst the dog's barking.
Crow's Eye squeezed his eyes shut tightly. But he could still feel the distinct difference between the two kinds of darkness that followed.
This soldier was quite fast. Before the pain arrived, Crow's Eye just felt like someone had closed the curtains while he was sleeping at night, a sudden blackness, and the world turned to nothingness.
And then.
Along with the intense pain like needles and fire, came a clear and bleak awareness: his Eyes had been taken.
There was no time for sadness or anger.
The cold wind sound from behind had already been transmitted to Crow's Eye through his skin.
The feeling was dull, as if he had been punched four times.
He fell to the ground.
The soldier who had treated his wounds sent energy again, warm and soft, but it presented a cold and hard boundary – his body stopped at his shoulder blades and the roots of his thighs!
His limbs were gone!
The sticky, rough ground was full of the smell of dust and blood. Crow's Eye tried to sit up on his own, but he couldn't anymore.
The most ironic thing was that he could still hear.
"You harmed the Farman family, and abused Fair Isle, which is truly inhuman behavior! You are sentenced to permanent confinement, a cycle every three months. One month in a water prison, submerged in ice water! One month in a stone prison, unable to move an inch! One month in a mud prison, in filth and mud!"
Crow's Eye heard people gasp in low voices.
That's it! Wake up quickly, recognize the madness of the monarch you follow!
"Finally. Crow's Eye, you really like listening to the wailing and begging of innocent people, don't you? How can you bear it?!"
Crow's Eye heard footsteps approaching from the front.
"Then I will Deprive you of your Hearing."
Bang! Bang!
Two needles pierced through his ear holes, but it made Crow's Eye feel like the most violent thunderstorm!
Then.
Silence
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