"Have you guys noticed? Those Barbarians seem a lot more subdued."
The Daqian Army quickly put the matter of the Assassin behind them and continued their march.
After marching for half a day, some of the more observant soldiers noticed something odd and began to whisper among themselves.
"Now that you mention it, you're right."
Their gazes would occasionally drift toward the Red King, who was sharing a horse with the Princess.
At first, their gazes were obviously filled with ferocity and defiance.
Now, only cowering fear remained.
"So it was because of the Red King after all."
"He just kept at it and beat them into submission!"
The look in the Barbarians' eyes brought a sudden understanding to the soldiers. 'So that's how it is,' they thought, their admiration for the Red King growing.
