It seems that the villain is targeting me.

There was a small commotion among the nobles. Xiao Niao had not mentioned the eulogy before, and they began to whisper, not knowing whether they should interrupt each other.

"No," Umuda suddenly realized, "Stop Butcher quickly, we can't let him continue talking!"

He was so anxious that he was about to get angry, but the nobles around him were not very willing to listen to his orders.

The nobles looked at Wumuda with a look of "Who the hell are you to order me around?"

Wumuda angrily pushed the knight and asked him to go up to the stage to catch the man, but the knight looked around in embarrassment.

The leaders of all sizes gathered around in groups of two, three, four, and five, hesitating and unwilling to take a step.

And on the high platform, Xiao Niao continued his speech.

Under deliberate control, her voice was slightly hoarse, which made it extremely contagious.

"My friends, my compatriots, I have been entrusted to bury our beloved General Banur, the glorious governor of the legion and the great general of the empire."

Everyone looked up at her.

"Everyone knows that the former Grand Prince of the Empire has now ascended the throne and become the new Emperor. We should now address him as Charles I."

"Now I have the permission of King Charles I and the noble lords who are with him to come here and say a few words on behalf of our General Banul."

Chapter 90: Death of Umuda

Xiao Niao's behavior caused a round of whispers among the nobles, but in his remarks just now, Xiao Niao did not seem to deny the legitimacy of Charles' succession.

This made the nobles hesitant: because among the conditions they had previously proposed, one was that Xiao Niao recognized the legitimacy of his ascension to the throne.

Maybe Butcher is taking this opportunity to preach on Charles' behalf?

In fact, if the Imperial Prime Minister is willing to switch sides to their side, then the entire civil service system will not have much resistance to the coup.

Once the legitimacy is recognized, Charles can even try to mobilize the imperial army directly, and then the situation will be completely under their control.

Besides, there are so many eyes watching. Wouldn't it make it seem like they have something to hide if they interrupted him rudely and pulled Butcher down from the platform?

The nobles decided to be patient and listen to what Xiao Niao had to say first.

And on the podium, Xiao Niao's speech continued.

"Soldiers of the Legion, you all know what a loyal and upright General Banur is. He received countless rewards after the campaign against King Jialan."

Xiao Niao looked at the crowd below: "The general distributed all the gold coins he received as rewards to the wounded soldiers, but Charles I called him an enemy of the state - of course, we now know that this was just a misunderstanding."

People in the square began to whisper to each other, but their voices were low, as everyone was listening carefully to the speech of the Imperial Prime Minister.

"Those young soldiers died on the battlefield, and General Banuel, with a fatherly heart, gathered their remains, letting them rest in peace after such a glorious battle. But Charles I declared the general an enemy of the state."

"Yes, that's what he said yesterday," Xiao Niao added.

This supplement worked very well. The soldiers in the crowd began to riot, and Xiao Niao had to raise his voice: "-Poor Griffin Knights, I heard that every young man in the knights had their heads cut off, and Charles Hamilton was in charge of leading this team. Oh, by the way, Charles is our legitimate emperor."

Charles, who was standing below, was so angry that his lungs were about to explode.

Xiao Niao clearly didn't say anything to deny the legitimacy of his throne, but every word he said was sarcastic and sarcastic to his face.

Damn Shrike, you are so good at scolding people now!

Charles raised his finger, trembling, and pointed at the bird in anger, shouting, "Enough! Just read the eulogy, why do you keep mentioning me?"

Xiao Niao muttered a few words, nodded slowly under the gaze of many knights, then raised the parchment scroll in his hand and showed the wax seal on it to the people in the square.

"This is the will given to me by the Duke of Tudor's daughter. It is stamped with the Duke's seal—I know you all recognize the Tudor family emblem."

"But unfortunately, my friends, upright citizens of the Empire," Xiao Niao lowered his arms regretfully, "I cannot read it to you."

"You should not know how much General Banur loved you, nor should you know that he divided his property among you. Honest and brave imperial soldiers, when you hear this will, you will surely cause a terrible chaos."

Xiao Niao shook his head exaggeratedly: "No, I can't say."

Although she said this, she had no intention of putting the parchment away. Instead, she placed it in front of everyone.

It was like a play, the stage had been set, and the audience were the residents of the capital in the square.

The audience below had already whetted their appetite with her, and they shouted loudly, demanding that Xiao Niao publish the will.

"Can't you be patient? Do you really want me to read out this will?" Xiao Niao's voice became increasingly louder. "But if I tell you the contents of the will, I'm afraid it will upset those who killed General Banur with a knife. How dare I upset those distinguished adults!"

Xiao Niao began to walk down the stairs. The knights surrounded the two sides of the platform, while the mourners were in front of the platform. She approached the crowd, and the crowd also involuntarily moved towards her.

A half-man came forward, stood next to Xiao Niao, and held something high up.

It was a robe covered in blood and knife marks. The half-man moved slowly, showing the robe to the people around him.

"All of you soldiers who have been to the battlefield can recognize that this is General Banur's robe," Xiao Niao pointed at the clothes, "He was wearing this robe on the day he defeated King Jialan - look! This knife is

Charles I's uncle stabbed it! Charles I's knights made these cuts!

"This robe is covered in blood. It's the blood of Eric Tudor! He defended his father from the brutal siege of those knights, just as he once defended you from the charge of the Garan cavalry. This young man is now lying in the coffin on my left!"

Xiao Niao walked back up the steps and returned to the Duke of Tudor's coffin. The crowd had already begun to move towards the platform. Their number far exceeded the knights standing on both sides.

"This is advocating mutiny! It's treason! Treason!" Prince Wilson roared hysterically below, "Pull Butcher down! Shut him up!"

However, these words were drowned out by the gradually rising noise, and no one paid any attention to them.

"I have no intention of stirring up your inner grief, but I cannot let this truth remain obscured," Xiao Niao placed his hand on the coffin.

"I will now read out this will, upright imperial man. General Banur says that he will personally provide a pension of one gold and five silver coins to each soldier injured in the war. After his death, he is willing to distribute one-third of his property to the poor."

"But our emperor! Our new emperor, Charles I, who has seized General Banuel's mansion, embezzled the general's wealth, and killed his eldest son in front of a poor father - our legitimate emperor, Charles I!"

Because of the overly intense tone, Xiao Niao's feathers had exploded. She looked through the wall of knights and looked at Charles, whose expression was becoming more and more distorted.

Xiao Niao practically pointed at him and cursed, "It's only been two days since His Majesty Lawrence's death was announced, and this filial son can't wait to take over the position from his father!"

"—Rightful Emperor, I wish to know the whereabouts of your eight-year-old brother. Has anyone seen His Highness Rickon in the past few days?"

"You hired a notorious killer as your advisor," Xiao Niao practically roared. "Everyone knows he's a murderous demon! Yet you allowed this demon to kill your brother, thinking you wouldn't have to dirty your hands. But in my opinion, you're the real culprit!"

This is a fatal accusation.

Everyone who knew about the matter tried to cover it up. Even Queen Catherine herself, after learning the truth, chose to conceal it in tears for the sake of her eldest son's reputation.

No one expected that Xiao Niao would say it directly in public. Almost everyone in the capital was standing here, and now everyone here knew that Charles had killed his brother.

People have very rich imaginations, and they will further think that the death of His Majesty Lawrence may also be full of various conspiracies.

This was like carving a message directly on Charles' forehead: Everyone, look here! This guy is subject to death by everyone.

Unless Charles is capable enough to kill all those who oppose him, he will never be associated with the word "legal heir" again in his life.

Charles even had to kill some of his own people: because many of the nobles who participated in the palace coup were actually centrists.

They were originally supporters of Lawrence, but after certain political decrees were issued, the power in the hands of these people was inevitably diluted and deprived.

This made them finally choose to secretly stand on the side of the eldest prince - because Charles promised all the nobles that he would restore their lost power and status and allow the estate owners to own slaves again.

These centrists are the most likely to waver, and once Charles loses his legal legitimacy, they are likely to turn into his enemies.

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The other side under the platform.

When Xiaoniao made the accusation that the little prince was murdered, Wumuda knew very clearly that he had lost.

He lost, and lost to the same person again.

The sins of the past finally caught up with him at this moment, and this time, fate would put him to death.

He is dead. Once the truth is revealed, Catherine will no longer have any reason to swallow her anger. She will kill him to vent her anger.

Not to mention other enemies, whether it is Xiao Niao, the Tudor family, or the countless half-people who have been persecuted by him, they will never let him go.

Should I flee? But where could I flee to? Leave the capital, leave the empire, be chased around like a dog, and finally die like a dog in the streets?

No, no, he would never accept such an outcome.

Umuda took a dagger from the waist of a knight.

Xiao Niao is now isolated on the high platform, and the Red Moon Knight who has always protected her is not around. This will be Wumuda's last chance.

Wumuda is quite tall, and due to the Jialan blood in his body, he is also incredibly strong.

He pushed aside several knights around him, and ignoring the exclamations from all around him, he rushed directly and arrogantly onto the platform.

Wumuda held the dagger with his hand behind his back, and veins on his forehead bulged from the excessive force.

But Xiao Niao still had his back to him, seemingly unaware of the assassin's arrival.

Wumuda had already spotted a flaw in Xiaoniao: he had killed too many people and would not make the rookie mistake of stabbing him repeatedly and uselessly - he would kill him with one blow.

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No one could rescue her in time at such a distance, and Xiao Niao himself had no chance of defeating Wumuda in close combat.

This is no longer about final victory or not, now is the time for personal vendettas.

Umuda wants to drag his old enemy down with him.

At this time, Xiao Niao seemed to finally notice his approach amid the exclamations of the citizens below.

She turned around, her face not looking too flustered, as if she had already expected all this to happen.

Wumuda noticed that Xiaoniao was holding something in his right hand.

It was a flintlock, a flintlock that had been loaded with bullets and filled with gunpowder.

Being fully aware of her own weakness, Xiao Niao pressed her elbows tightly against her waist, making her entire arm form a standard "L" shape, which could stabilize her arm when shooting.

She raised the muzzle of the gun slightly and aimed it at Umuda's chest.

The sound of black powder igniting was sharp and loud, a strong smell of sulfur burst into the air, followed by a huge bang.

"boom!"

Umuda had already raised the dagger in his hand. He only needed to take two more steps forward to chop the Prime Minister of the Empire with the knife.

But his chopping movement froze in mid-air, as if all his strength had drained out of his body in just a moment, and his limbs felt heavy as if they were filled with lead.

At the moment the gunshot rang out, Xiao Niao's wrist was severely injured by the recoil. Her body was pulled back and her arm fell limply.

Umuda felt something strange about his body. He lowered his head and found a bloody hole the size of a cherry in the middle of his chest, from which black and red plasma was rapidly oozing out.

The dagger slipped from his hand and fell to the ground with a clang. Umuda instinctively reached out to cover his chest, trying to block the hole with his palm. He staggered back two steps.

All this happened in just a few moments, and it was not until the terrible noise had passed that the nobles finally reacted.

The square was in chaos because of this sudden assassination.

The citizens and soldiers at the bottom of the stairs rushed to the platform and started fighting with the knights with their bare hands. Prince Wilson cursed loudly and wanted to draw his sword, but he was quickly overwhelmed by the crowd.

The field of vision was filled with a crowd of people, and every citizen's face was filled with intense resentment after being deceived. Soldiers were everywhere with their fists raised, venting their anger.

Charles saw with his own eyes that a fully armed knight was pinned to the ground by seven or eight citizens, and the sharp sword in his hand was taken away and used to pierce his master's throat.

Nightmare, nightmare, he was surrounded by knights, but the knights could not protect him.

Charles screamed.

The half-humans who followed Xiao Niao also started to move. They raised the white flowers in their hands high above their heads, gathered tightly into a ball and moved towards the platform.

This conspicuous team moved forward, and the crowd that seemed to be on the verge of losing their minds automatically parted like a tide when they saw them, making way for a path leading to the platform.

The half-people were going to pick up the bird and take her away from this chaotic place.

That's why they prepared such conspicuous bouquets, so that everyone would know that this was Levi Butcher's team!

The soldiers will spontaneously protect the Prime Minister of the Empire, while the nobles can only watch him leave from under their noses!

Everything was over. It was impossible for them to control the situation now. The furious people of the capital would tear to pieces any noble lord who was unfortunate enough to be caught in the crowd.

The royal guards stood beside Charles I, urging the new emperor to leave this place of trouble as soon as possible.

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Wumuda stumbled back with the support of two knights.

These two men were knights of the Brandon family. When Umuda was about to fall to the ground, they rushed to the platform in time and took him away before he was caught by the rioting citizens.

Wumuda's shirt was soaked with blood, and the spreading bloodstains almost turned him into a blood gourd.

He hissed in pain, but did not dare to stop. The mob behind him was chasing him closely, and the defense line formed by the knights would collapse sooner or later. He had to leave, he had to leave as soon as possible.