Chapter 133: Grand Ceremony
Today is a big day for the city of Saint-Dentier, the royal family will hold a grand ceremony for the return of the soldiers of Willenburg, and all the people will be allowed to participate in this unprecedented festival, which has not been so lively in a long time since the beginning of the war.
Parade floats drive past the central street, which is crowded with countless people, flowers and people's enthusiasm that ignite the city in the shadow of war.
"Look! Those soldiers are so majestic! ”
"Is this the soldier of Willenburg, it is really not the same as the waste of the Praetorian Guard!"
"Look at His Royal Highness the Prince, wow, he smiled at me! He's so handsome, I really want to marry him! ”
"Don't get in my way, I want to see His Royal Highness the Prince!"
"He's so gentle! My heart is impressed! ”
The golden hair was shining in the sun, the blue eyes of the lake were smiling, and the gentleness revealed the perseverance of a man, Julian's smile made the girls of the royal capital shake their eyes, leaving countless shouts full of love.
"Sure enough, people want to see their faces!" Lin Yiyi grinned, "Appearance is combat effectiveness!" ”
Mu Lan looked at the cheering crowd and agreed with Lin Yiyi's statement, "Indeed, Julian's face is also his weapon, a handsome prince, and at the same time the savior of the kingdom, like a character who came out of a fairy tale, such a person can easily get people's kindness." ”
"I'm not bad-looking!" Zhao Ziyu said angrily, "The flowers under Julian's feet are almost buried, so no one pays attention to me, but I am also the first military doctor in Welenburg, so there is no card." ”
As soon as the words fell, a rose fell at Zhao Ziyu's feet.
Everyone's eyes looked at it, and a woman in gorgeous costumes and treasured jewelry around her neck and wrists showed a smile full of meaning, and threw a wink at Zhao Ziyu.
"Oh, your admirer!" Lin Yiyi covered her mouth and snickered.
Zhao Ziyu seemed to be frightened, and immediately turned his face to the other side, "This noble lady must be 50 years old!" ”
"It seems that you don't have to work hard, boy." Mu Lan also laughed.
"The female junior hugs the gold brick!" Lin Yiyi said seriously: "Now you can hold Jinshan!" ”
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The parade float drove into the Piazza Minas, the white marble square was crowded with people, and the scarlet carpet stretched from the end of the square to the royal palace of the city of Saint-Dentier, through the upward staircase, and countless tall stone columns, all the way into the majestic palace.
In the square are the wealthy citizens of the royal capital, and it can be seen from the more complicated costumes that they are more reserved than the ordinary people outside, and there are no more enthusiastic and screaming girls.
Above the stairs were the nobles of the royal capital, dressed in formal dresses appropriate to the ceremony, with the occasional chatter, clearly distinguished from the noisy crowd below.
Ritual music played, colorful magical fireworks bloomed in the air, led by Julian, and the rock-solid team followed, and three hundred Willenburg soldiers dressed in officer uniforms stepped onto the red carpet.
Countless eyes probed over, except for the enthusiastic people, these eyes were mixed with either inquisitive or malicious thoughts, Mu Lan patted Lin Yiyi, who was not in shape, and walked towards the majestic palace with her chest up.
"Don't lose your temper and make a good impression on our enemies."
The three hundred Welenburg soldiers were carefully selected, all of them were the elite who had experienced the Wilenburg Station and walked out of the mountain of corpses and blood, they were all tall and tall soldiers, walking under the attention of countless people without stage fright, this team walked neatly, and every step forward brought a faint majesty, which made the people who were accustomed to seeing the decadent and loose Praetorian Guards feel very new.
"Is this the soldier of Willenburg?"
"Sure enough, it's mighty and majestic!"
The nobles whispered, these people who were driven by the regent were the first to give up resistance, none of them dared to resist the regent at the time of the coup, but later they were more active in arresting the royal family than anyone else, Julian looked at them with mockery.
It is human instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and after seeing the strength of the second prince, these nobles have already thought carefully, perhaps, can the eggs not be put in one basket?
This red carpet walked so long, and in Lin Yiyi's complaints, they finally came to the bottom of the stairs, the officials lined up on both sides held their chests and saluted, and the people in the square also spontaneously bowed their heads.
Mu Lan finally saw the regent, the middle-aged man surrounded by officials looked a little similar to Julian, the bloodline of the Claudius royal family was indeed excellent, and the regent smiled enthusiastically when he thought about it, and then led the way slowly.
"My dear nephew, little Julian, you are finally home!"
The regent Drahi is worthy of being a master of playing with power, and his expression is perfectly disguised, looking at his demeanor, he thinks how good the relationship between the two is.
What Mu Lan didn't expect was that Julian also showed a happy smile, and he walked forward quickly and held the regent with one hand.
"My uncle is unharmed, I haven't seen you look younger in five years!"
Drahi laughed, his voice full of energy, "Thanks to your father, people, when you are happy, you will naturally look young." ”
Julian frowned unconsciously at the mention of his father, but he quickly suppressed his hatred and disgust, and said with a gentle smile, "You still like to joke with me as you did when you were a child. Then his expression changed, and he said coldly to the attendant officer on the side: "Uncle is not in good health, how can we let him stand here and wait for us, why don't you hurry up and help him go back and sit down!" ”
This anti-guest gesture made the regent raise his eyebrows, waved off the attendant, and said: "Your soldiers must be tired from the long journey, the award ceremony will begin immediately, and then the palace banquet, I hope you have a pleasant day." ”
"They're not going to get tired, you're worried." Julian smiled: "They are all the elites of a hundred battles crawling out of the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood, and this kind of scene still can't tire them." He also deliberately strengthened the "elite" tone between his words.
This is to mock the army of Drahi for not being useful, after all, the Regent's army lost all the way until it threw all its elite to defend the Silver Valley, and the situation was extremely passive.
The regent was unimpressed, and continued to greet Julian warmly.
Mu Lan listened with interest to the conversation between the two, and suddenly felt a sharp gaze, and along the senses, a young man stared at her in the crowd, his gaze was very strange, mixed with inquiry, hostility and ignorant heat.
Seeing that Mu Lan had discovered him, Song Yu narrowed his eyes and laughed, and made a Norswar aristocratic salute comically.
"Who's that?" Shi Zhengyang felt a killing intent, and his nerves tensed.
"Darkblade." Mu Lan said softly.
"He's taunting you!" Lin Yiyi grabbed her little fist and waved it twice as if threatening, "Laughing so treacherously, if there weren't too many people, I would have killed him with an arrow!" ”
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