-28- Confidentiality?

The meeting in the hall continued.

Gallen waited for everyone to quiet down before continuing, "Regarding Ser Lancel's suggestion, the plan of rolling heads?"

Gallen couldn't stand Lancel's eager gaze and secretly despised this Lannister kid.

Ignoring Jaime's somewhat hostile gaze, Gallen spoke up, "Certainly, we must execute a batch of people, and the number must not be small. Her Grace's authority must not be easily trampled upon!"

Gallen didn't wait for Jaime to speak and met Jaime's gaze, "If we don't handle it well this time, there will be more cunning rats undermining our Queen in the dark next time."

Cersei subtly rolled her eyes at Jaime and interrupted him, who was about to speak.

"Go on."

Gallen nodded towards Cersei, "Act with impartiality and righteousness. We can use the guise of righteousness to achieve our goals."

"Ser Jaime, the Queen's District is one of the poorest areas in King's Landing, disorderly... How many people do you think should be executed there?"

Jaime's palms unconsciously clenched as he asked, "I admit there are many heinous criminals there, but I still want to ask, how do we distinguish who the rumor mongers are, and how do we prevent riots caused by executions?"

Jaime had witnessed the horror of riots, like hell on earth, where innocent civilians would be the biggest victims.

Jaime had a knight's compassionate heart. He wasn't afraid to kill, but what he feared most was mishandling it would lead to riots, and the results of riots would further harm Cersei.

Gallen's tone remained calm, "Ser Jaime, we must first agree on whether we should execute, and riots are a problem to be discussed later."

Gallen glanced around at the other officers and said in a low voice, "The rumor mongers are definitely not just the heinous criminals in the Queen's District, but they are definitely hiding amongst the heinous criminals in the Queen's District."

"The sword we wield must be sharp enough, and the sinister individuals will fear Her Grace's iron fist. With fear comes greater dread, and that is the result we want to achieve!"

There was a moment of silence. Some people suddenly realized, some sighed, and some were still pondering, until one by one nodded.

Cersei's eyes glanced at Gallen's face and nodded slightly.

Jaime was almost convinced, but didn't want to let Gallen off easily. He glanced at Gallen and said, "What about the riots?"

Gallen maliciously judged Jaime as petty.

Having been accustomed to being the lord of Crackclaw Point, Gallen almost instinctively wanted to knock on the table but managed to restrain himself.

"Coincidentally, there is currently an outbreak of disease in the Queen's District. In the name of Her Grace's treatment of the area, we can directly blockade the Queen's District and isolate it from King's Landing."

"As for the specific implementation plan, Your Grace, forgive my boldness, but please allow me to speak to you in private."

Gallen placed his right palm on his chest and looked earnestly at the others, "Gentlemen, this is war! Please forgive me for the confidentiality before the battle."

Important parts were not suitable for open discussion here. There are no secrets in the Red Keep.

If Gallen wanted to stand out from the many officers, it was impossible to please everyone.

At least Gallen's last sentence didn't ignore the feelings of others. It wasn't perfect, but it was enough.

...

Queen Cersei stood up from her seat, and everyone followed suit, their eyes focused.

Her beautiful eyes glanced over her advisors, and with a slight tilt of her chin, nodded and turned, moving her steps, saying, "Lord Gallen, accompany me upstairs."