living in the world of reincarnation

Chapter 133 Assassination
Julian didn't notice the danger at all, or he couldn't care less about it. The usurper who hated him was on the throne of the palace. As Mu Lan said, there is only one victory in this game of power. Otherwise, he has no chance of turning back.

The handsome blond prince jumped off his horse neatly, attracting all eyes to him. There was gratitude and reverence in these eyes.

Not only did His Highness the Prince not expel the refugees, he also provided them with food and shelter to protect them from the harassment of the barbarian cavalry. This was a good thing that could never have been imagined in his dreams.

These refugees are all refugees from the north, and there are also a few residents of villages and towns near the royal capital. The former had to become refugees because their homes were destroyed, and the latter were not residents of occupied areas because of famine.

Wars are often accompanied by plagues, and if the accumulated corpses are not disposed of in time, it is easy to cause the plague. These rats carrying germs spread to various villages and towns. The disease kills lives regardless of gender, high or low, leaving these areas empty, and the rest of the people flee. Homes became refugees, and a large number of farmlands were abandoned, forming a vicious circle, and countless people died of starvation.

War, plague, famine, and death, these four knights joined forces to destroy Noswar into a human tragedy.

Looking at these sallow and emaciated people, Julian felt a little sad. It has been less than five years since he left the capital, and his homeland has become like this.

"His Royal Highness Prince!"

The woman in tattered sackcloth knelt down before Julian, trembling with tension.

Seeing someone blocking the way, the guards drew out their long swords. Julian waved his hand to signal to be calm, and then looked at the woman with gentle eyes.

"Is there anything you need?"

The woman held back her crying, and her gaze changed from timidity to firmness, "I am a resident of Lower Waren, the barbarians killed my husband and son, and now my only relative is my father in the capital, but the regent ordered Close the city gate, I can't reunite with my father, you are kind, show mercy and let me reunite with my relatives!"

After the woman finished speaking, the refugees also began to cry, and the voices became mixed. Many people here came to seek the shelter of the king's capital. They had migrated in the wilderness for too long, and witnessed the killing and destruction of the barbarians. A safe haven, within the towering walls of the capital is the best place to go.

"I promise you." Julian said without hesitation. He bent down to support the woman, felt her expression of either being frightened or flattered, and laughed.

"As I said, I will protect all Northwar people, no matter how high or low they are, as long as they are my people, they will be protected."

Cheers broke out from the crowd, they shouted His Royal Highness, and even the soldiers were encouraged, feeling that it was right to follow such a person.

"Tell the envoy of the regent king." Julian said to his subordinates: "I can bring 300 people into the city, but as a condition, these refugees must also be put into the city. They are all the people of Noswar. He can't do too much Cold-blooded."

Julian's position at this time was right in front of the main gate of San-Dantier City. The refugees returned here after the barbarian cavalry disappeared. After distributing it to them, after two days, the mental outlook of these people improved, and they were no longer as weak as they were at the beginning.

The people's admiration put Julian in a good mood, and his tense emotions relaxed. At this moment, a man rushed out from among the refugees, and stabbed Julian's chest with a sharp dagger.

"Be careful!" Shi Zhengyang shouted.

"There are assassins!" Willenburg's soldiers hurriedly moved closer to Julian.

Julian looked surprised. The assassin was only two meters away from him, and he could already see the cold light on the blade.

There was a crisp ping-pong sound, and the dagger flew into the sky. Zhao Ziyu lifted the assassin's weapon away with a single blow from the long sword in his hand. The assassin turned around and wanted to run, but was surrounded by soldiers and was arrested on the spot.

The refugees only erupted in brief confusion, and they were relieved to find that the assassin had been caught and His Royal Highness was safe and sound.

"His Royal Highness is such a good person, who is the bastard who wants to assassinate him!"

"It must be those damn barbarians!"

"Is it possible to be the regent? After all, he is"

"Hush!."

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Someone spat at the heavily tied assassin. Everyone saw the thrilling scene just now. His Royal Highness the prince they revered was almost killed by this man. How could this be tolerated?At first it was spitting and cursing, then someone threw rocks at him.

The assassin was pinned down by the soldiers, Shi Zhengyang waved his hand and dragged him down before he was beaten to death by the angry crowd.

The regent's envoy knelt tremblingly, not even daring to look up at Julian's expression.

"Your Highness, Second Prince! Trust me! This matter has absolutely nothing to do with the Prince Regent. He has already arranged a banquet in the palace, and we are waiting for your presence at the awarding ceremony!"

"He's a liar!" A refugee pointed at the emissary and shouted, "It must have been done by that despicable villain, the regent, who murdered the old king! Now he still wants to murder our prince!"

"The regent is too deceitful!" The soldier also became angry, "We defended the country and killed so many barbarians in the north, but we didn't expect to be feared by our own people! Is His Royal Highness a person who fights for power and profit! He came back only for us all , that old man is an insidious villain, and he only asked us to bring 300 people, he must be secretly trying to harm His Highness the Prince!"

"Don't forget that we Werenburg have been struggling for so long, and the capital has never supported a single grain of rice!" Some soldiers said: "The regent only knows about infighting, and will play tricks and tricks. We didn't kill them with real swords and guns!"

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Looking around at the angry refugees and soldiers, Mu Lan raised the corners of her mouth in satisfaction, while Lin Yiyi patted Zhao Ziyu's shoulder: "You were posing just now! Have you been thinking about this look for a long time!"

"What!" Zhao Ziyu patted Lin Yiyi's paw, "I've always been so handsome, you have an opinion."

"cut!"

The assassination scene just now was naturally staged. Mu Lan thought that if Dark Blade was not stupid, he would definitely send someone to assassinate Julian. In this way, everything would end ahead of time, and the so-called "conspiracy" would not be broken by itself.

Mu Lan took advantage of this mentality to make a move in advance, and performed a play in front of everyone, not only making their dirty thoughts public, but also arousing everyone's sympathy. Fell to the rock solid.

The regent in the palace smashed the precious ivory wine glass angrily after hearing the news, and the ministers were as silent as cicadas and dared not speak out.

"Let Julian go back to the capital as soon as possible, and don't let him make trouble anymore!"

The regent's expression was cold, and there was murderous intent hidden in his blue eyes, "Before the situation stabilizes, if something happens to him again! I will kill you to sacrifice to the gods!"

The envoy clutched the wound from the wine glass and crawled out of the palace.

Song Yu narrowed his eyes. Before Qiao Yi could make a move, he was as solid as a rock and directed and acted a good show. This was something he didn't expect. The desire to win in his heart was clamoring, and he couldn't wait for the next game up.

(End of this chapter)