The second prince asked coldly: "Tell me, who ordered you to come?"
Purple blood spilled from the corner of the man in red's mouth, his head tilted to the side, and he soon became silent.
He committed suicide.
A royal knight stepped forward to pry open his mouth and found that a tooth was missing.
Obviously, the assassin had hidden the poison in his teeth before coming.
This is a dead soldier. From the moment of the assassination, he never thought about returning alive.
There are 1,100 viscounts in the audience, the lowest is the third-level peak, and there are two sixth-level knights. Even if there is an eighth-level knight here, it is absolutely impossible to escape intact.
The second prince's face was ashen, and all the nobles were silent. No one expected that such a scene would happen at the banquet.
And the most important thing is that the dancing women were arranged by the second prince himself.
But Chris was thinking wildly: Sure enough, if a man wants to become aroused, women will have nothing to do with him. The dance of the man in red stirred up the aristocrats, even those who had seen the world, were a little excited.
Thirty dancers were so frightened that they collapsed to the ground, trembling, and some even whimpering.
Ice Knight Joseph checked the faces of the dancers and found nothing strange. Then he knelt on one knee in front of the second prince and asked: "Your Highness, how should we deal with these women?"
The second prince waved his hand: "It has nothing to do with them, just let them go."
The dancers all knelt down and cried so hard: "Thank you, Your Highness!"
The second prince showed a hearty smile and said to the nobles: "It was my poor hospitality that made you laugh. We will entertain you all again when we return in triumph."
After hearing what he said, the nobles bowed and left one after another.
Chris was about to leave, but was stopped by the second prince.
"What's wrong, Your Highness?" Chris asked doubtfully.
"Chris, I owe you my life."
"It's just a matter of effort, Your Highness the Prince doesn't have to worry about it."
The second prince said: "No matter what, I still want to thank you."
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Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night for many people. The second prince was assassinated on the eve of the pioneering order, which has never happened since ancient times.
Groups of soldiers patrolled the streets, causing panic.
All major pubs, casinos, and brothels also closed early.
Chris was lying on the bed, recalling the scenes at the banquet.
The moment the man in red showed his sword, all the nobles around him were frightened and took a few steps back involuntarily.
But the second prince's face still had a calm expression, without the slightest fear.
Did he know this beforehand, or did he have a backup plan?
Those dancers were all arranged by the second prince himself, and it would be almost impossible to find someone to arrange for them.
Chris thought of a possibility. Could the assassin be sent by himself?
If that's the case, what's the point?
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In the palace in the inner city, the second prince sat on the throne, and Chen Bo stood on one side.
A dozen royal knights knelt on one knee in front of them. Next to them lay the body of a woman, her face had been peeled off and her face was bloody.
Joseph said: "We have neglected our duties. Please punish us, Your Highness."
"I don't blame you, it's because the enemy is too cunning." The second prince waved his hand and said indifferently, "You go down first."
"Yes!" More than a dozen people turned around and left the palace.
"Uncle Chen, who do you think arranged this assassination?" The second prince looked at Uncle Chen aside and asked.
Uncle Chen lowered his head and thought for a while, and said: "The Iron Rhinoceros Kingdom has too much time to take care of itself. At this time, it should be preparing to deal with the conquests of other kingdoms. It is unlikely to be arranged by them. Moreover, we are not the only ones participating in the pioneering order, which creates the significance of this assassination.
Not big."
"You mean, the mastermind behind the scenes comes from within the kingdom?"
Seeing Uncle Chen's hesitant expression, the second prince smiled and said, "Are you suspecting that my incompetent brother arranged this assassination?"
Chen Bodao: "Whether it is talent, strategy, or military prestige, you are far superior to him. The only thing he can rely on is the tradition of eldest son succession."
"So, Yawen (the eldest prince) felt a strong crisis from me and wanted to get rid of it quickly?" The second prince raised his eyebrows.
"I don't rule out this possibility, otherwise I really can't think of anyone else who has a life-or-death feud with you." Uncle Chen nodded, "By the way, the assassin used a magic poison to commit suicide. It seems that some court magicians have already
I have taken refuge with the eldest prince."
The second prince's eyes were deep: "I'm afraid those royal knights also have his people, right? Otherwise, how could they quietly replace people around me?"
"You are right, he has infiltrated into our side. I am afraid that your situation will be more dangerous in the future, so you need to take more precautions." Uncle Chen said with a solemn expression.
"Don't worry, the most important thing now is the next development order. When we enter the Iron Rhino Kingdom, it will be a little difficult for Yawen to take action against me."
"Um."
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The news of the assassination of the second prince reached the royal capital three days later.
An old man in a yellow robe was lying lazily on the bed. Princess Shirley peeled off a purple grape with her slender fingers and put it into the cherry mouth, and then put it into the old king's mouth with her pink tongue.
"Hmph, this Yawen is becoming more and more lawless. Before I died, he started colluding with the palace magicians and royal guards." The old king said angrily, "He actually attacked his own brother. Is he still a human being?"
"Your Majesty, please calm down. Maybe there is someone else behind the assassination." Shirley's soft body came close to her and she breathed out a blue breath.
The old king hummed: "Who else could be there besides him? How can a person like this who doesn't know the general rules of the kingdom take charge of the kingdom in the future by making trouble at this critical juncture of the Pioneering Order?"
"Send the order and ask the eldest prince to go to the Library Pavilion to retreat for three months. He is not allowed to come out without my order!"
"yes."
The old king grabbed the princess, hugged her in his arms, and kissed her fair cheek with his stubbled mouth, "Shirley, I want it again."
The servants serving around him quickly turned around and left.
"Your Majesty~~" Shirley said coquettishly and fell on the old king. No one noticed that there was a deep smile hidden in the corners of her eyes.
After a while, a "creeping" sound came from the palace.
Three minutes later, everything calmed down.
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The eldest prince Yawen was taken into the library of the royal capital. After he walked in, the door was slammed shut behind him.
Looking at the rows of densely packed books, he suddenly felt like his head was getting big.
In the next three months, he will say goodbye to his happy and free life.
Yawen scratched his hair and said in annoyance: "Who is setting me up!"