"This ...... I don't know what it is. ”

Princess Tana was at a loss in the face of the small snacks on the street, these black fried foods were a taboo that she could not touch since she was a child, as the most noble princess of the empire and the most favored daughter of the Lion King, he had not seen her mother since she was one year and four months old, and she was controlled by the grandmothers and housekeepers in the court since she was a child, and the strict standards of behavior and mandatory moral standards kept him far away from the outside world.

Even...... The monkey master found that her communication with these stall vendors was not as smooth as that of him, a person from another world, who communicated with them, and the crepe language with flowers in the palace was not suitable for use in the market at all, and in the end, it was often necessary for the monkey master to translate for both sides to communicate smoothly.

This made the princess very embarrassed, for the first time she put on the clothes of the common people, walked on the streets of the common people, ate the food of the common people, and there were no guards and court teachers around, which made her a little strange from all sides, and then her task was to take the messenger around, but it didn't take long for the four people who came out together to lose two...... This made her unable to explain to her father.

This is in the royal bar.,Sometimes it's a very helpless thing.,Although it's obviously the father.,But the relationship is more like the boss and the employee.,I'm just one of the more favored employees.,There's nothing particularly good in other things.,As for blood kinship, this kind of thing is nothing at all for the royal family.,I have two brothers who were personally ordered to be executed by my father.。

"Don't worry, they won't lose it." The monkey master took the princess and dangled aimlessly on the street: "You don't have to worry too much. ”

"You know what I'm thinking?"

"Oh mom......" Master Monkey knocked on the door of his head with his hand: "Don't talk so literately." Not used to it. You said I knew what you were thinking, how could I not know, since I hadn't seen those two people just now. You've been looking around for half an hour. ”

"I didn't know it was Tarasan Day and there would be so many people browsing the streets."

The monkey master didn't speak, just pursed his lips. People who have seen the Spring Festival, so many people dare to call more? If there is a chance, she should really go to India on the train to see what it means to have a large population.

However, although there is not such a terrible crowd of people, the people on the street are not small after all, and the merchants on both sides are also pouring out of their nests, and there are all kinds of strange things for sale on them. There are many strange things that even the monkey master has never seen.

"Alas!! She has a tail! ”

The monkey master's eyes suddenly lit up, and a big fiery red tail in front of him was as eye-catching as the red cloth in the bullfight, and he exclaimed. I rushed up and pinched it and kneaded it.

This time it was lively, the girl with the long tail screamed, and turned around with anger and showed her paws to scratch him, Princess Tana habitually ran over with her skirt in her hand: "I'm sorry." This gentleman had not seen subhumans. Don't be surprised. ”

"I'm going to call the guards again!"

The girl with the fox tail glared at the monkey master fiercely and walked away angrily, but the monkey master just stared at the handful of hair in his hand and was surprised: "It feels so good." ”

His behavior has actually made Princess Tana feel very awkward, the people she has been in contact with since she was a child are polite princes and nobles and princes of other countries, where have she ever seen such a vulgar person. Not to mention that the subhumans themselves are an inferior race, and they are not allowed to intermarry with humans in the law, even if they love each other, they can only be maids, and the fox man who was dragged by the tail of the monkey master is not peerless beautiful at all. Princess Tana, a truly beautiful fox man, was seen once, and the Earl, who lived in Boar City, had a fox maid. That was the prettiest fox she'd ever seen.

"Sir...... That kind of behavior was rude just now, so please pay attention to it next time. ”

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I couldn't hold back. "Monkey Master Hehehe: "The first time I saw a living orc, I was a little excited. ”

Princess Tana smiled slightly, but her smile was a little stiff, and she looked around, "I'd better show you around." ”

Master Monkey nodded, and said thoughtlessly: "According to the normal procedure, the plot is about to be triggered." ”

"What? What triggers the plot? ”

"This one. You see, you're a princess, aren't you? ”

"Yes."

"This country has a lot of enemies, right?"

"Internal and external troubles."

"Then there must be someone who doesn't want to see peace born, and then someone will come and kill me or kill you." The monkey man stretched: "It's about to happen, are you afraid?" ”

Princess Tana was stunned for a moment, her brows furrowed slightly, she didn't understand the meaning of the monkey master's words, and it could even be said that she didn't understand it very well, because this trip was completely hidden, except for the people in the imperial city, no one knew her whereabouts, and even the people in the imperial city only knew that she went to be a guide for the envoy, and nothing else knew about it, how could an assassination happen?

"What about you, are you afraid?"

Under the questioning of the monkey master, Princess Tana relieved herself and smiled: "This kind of thing will not happen, Mr. Ambassador is too worried." ”

The monkey master sighed and stopped talking.

However, I have to say that this medieval city is really beautiful, the overall architectural style is like Renaissance Florence, but in comparison, the people here prefer to be clean and tidy, and there is no moat full of feces and sewage flowing on the streets. This is more akin to the state of Asian countries.

Because it is a festival, there are local special performances today, but these so-called special performances are just some small tricks, some small magic tricks and tricks that can be performed by monkeys, and the magicians may come to go shopping, but they will definitely not participate in this level of vulgar performances.

Of all the performances, the most crowded and lively place was actually the beheading in the square......

To be honest, except on TV, Master Monkey has really never seen a real beheading. It is said that it is not as simple and crude as it is on TV, but there are a series of complex programs, which are quite good-looking anyway.

So when the monkey saw so many people watching, he naturally rushed over, and when he squeezed through the crowd, he easily held the little hand of Her Royal Highness the princess, this sudden unreasonableness made the princess not know what to do, and she didn't even have experience in dealing with this situation, so she had to be dragged silently by him into the front of the crowd.

After passing, he first saw a man who was tied up with five flowers kneeling on the ground, the ground under his feet was already dark red, shining with a metallic luster in the sun, as if it was the buttocks of a black lily.

The man was blindfolded, his mouth was tied with a rope, and he knelt motionless, as if he were not the one who was about to be executed.

Behind him stood a huge human, who was also a subhuman in terms of physical features, after all, the back of a human would not be covered with a layer of scales. The huge executioner stood steadily, waiting for the voice of the starter.

The starter in front of him stood in front of the crowd and held a piece of paper and read it, the long and official announcement made people drowsy, and the monkey master, who could only maintain ordinary communication in the language here, could not understand these official obituaries at all, so he could only stand in front and yawn while shouting with the rough people next to him to do it quickly.

Not to mention, this beheading is just good-looking, no matter what world people like to watch this kind of excitement. Although a certain literary hero said that this is the inferior nature of the Chinese, who doesn't like to watch such a fun thing? Even Alexandre Dumas, a Frenchman, was fond of describing the crowd watching the beheading.

Eventually, the obituary was read out and the execution began. When the last syllable of the starter landed, the whole process was in a boil.

Cheers, screams, whistles, all in the crowd. The monkey master stared at the prisoner's expression, judging from the twitching of his facial muscles, this guy's mood must not be very beautiful.

But it's all at this time, so what if his mood is beautiful or not? The executioner pressed him alive into the piece of wood, leaving only the neck on the outside, and then took out a large, large, sharp knife to untie the oiled paper that was hugging outside, so that the large, bloody knife could breathe fresh air once more.

The crowd was excited again, and everyone was shouting something, but it was too noisy for him to hear, so he could only turn his head and ask for help from Her Royal Highness.

"It's an imperial proverb that says the one who is killed is to blame."

"It's pretty cool."

The monkey lord nodded with satisfaction, and continued to look at the man on the stage who was about to be beheaded, a plug board was inserted where his head was pointing, and a flat plate was placed under his neck, which seemed to be used to hold human heads.

"What is that hammer for?" The monkey master pointed to a sledgehammer next to the executioner: "That." ”

"This is the instrument used to put the criminal to death and let him shed his last drop of blood."

As he spoke, the execution had already begun, and the priest and monk next to him poured a potion on the prisoner's body that no one knew what it was, exuding a smell of wind and oil essence. Then the executioner suddenly raised his head to the sky and shouted, raised his knife high and slashed at the prisoner's neck.

The heavy, sharp knife sliced the person's neck like a knife that cut butter, and in an instant, blood sprayed onto the baffle because of blood pressure, splashing something like water.

The crowd of onlookers below buzzed and boiled.

The prisoner's corpse twitched, as if it was not yet dead, but it had been picked up and turned over by the executioner, and then he replaced it with the sledgehammer and smashed it directly into the corpse's chest. (To be continued.) )