"Hey, don't make Miss Mary Sue cry, Odin won't be able to spare you then!"

Someone reminded him, which seemed to be deliberate and teasing.

"Look at the poor little look.... Miss Mary Sue, why don't you obediently stand in our camp...."

"Oops, I forgot, but where did Odin go tonight, why didn't he take the opportunity to take people in...."

In the crowd, some people did not shy away from Mary at all, and talked nonsense to her face.

"You all know, Odin was attracted to her at the first sight, so let's not touch her..."

"Haha, then call him to take people back to his home and discipline them, don't fool around with civilians...."

"If you don't come again, maybe this civilian will have a taste of ....."

The malice in the words is enough to destroy the innocence and reputation of a young girl.

"You ...... What are you talking about...."

What Odin .... What's new.....

Mary's whole person was a little stunned for a moment.

Sad, nauseous, and a hint of complicated sourness.

It's like, she wanted to be with the adults a long time ago, and she was worried.

Even if she's no longer ugly.

It will still bring trouble to adults, and unwarranted accusations and stigma.

The momentary emotional surge almost made her unable to maintain the etiquette of those so-called nobles.

"I really want to scold him, just like the widow of Lord Brandon's wine lady, using the dirtiest words, scolding them until they cry and go home to find their mother....."

The thought just came to mind.

She was already red-eyed and rushed out.

"Shut up, y'all!"

Her adults are so good, how can these people be wantonly humiliated!

"Trash, you are simply disgusting, with the status of aristocrats, full of foul language, you are not as cute as a wild dog on the side of the road....."

"You, you think you're good-looking, but you're actually uglier than a pig!"

"And you, why don't you talk about people when you have a mouth, you want to use it to fart... Nauseating! ”

Sentence by sentence.

The girl's voice trembled with anger and smashed on the head of a noble student.

Everyone's jaws dropped.

"You, you noble lady, how can you.... So vulgar! ”

The voice of accusation just rose.

Asa's fist had already smashed into the young man in front.

"Shut your mouth, true gentleman, and don't speak ill of a girl."

Andre couldn't help but scold, and raised his hand to grab the aristocratic boy who wanted to fight back.

The scene was a little out of control in an instant.

Gu Yao stretched out his hand, carried a person in one hand, and brought the two behind him.

Then, slowly step forward.

stretched out his hand and encircled the little girl who was trembling all over his body.

"Your Excellency, right...... Sorry ......"

The girl's whimpering voice threw herself into Gu Yao's arms, aggrieved and carefully apologized.

She didn't do what a noble lady should be.

Betrayed the trust of adults.

Gu Yao lowered his head, and could only see the top of the girl's head, the flaxen-colored hair swirled around, and the little dwarf hair that was not very obedient was stubborn.

This little girl should have grown brilliantly and savagely in the uninhabited countryside.

Instead, in the system of the aristocracy, carefully lived.

So, when she heard her heart, she didn't stop Mary.

Without the restraints of aristocratic etiquette, her scolding appearance is extremely vivid and cheerful.

I don't see that it was once a little stammer.

"No ....."

Gu Yao touched the hair of the little girl in his arms, his expression was gentle, and he responded to her affirmatively:

"You, well done..... Thank you. ”

Thank you, for maintaining me.

The crying voice of the little girl in her arms was a little louder.

The aristocratic students around looked at each other with some faces...... Obviously, they are the ones who are scolded as pigs and dogs.

Why do you scold people and cry the most?

And......

They looked at the black-haired boy who was soothing the maiden, standing there with his back straight, like a knight's sword waiting to be unsheathed.

Elephant in the room.

There is no room for oppression.

The boy soothed the crying girl and turned to walk towards the onlookers.

Step by step.

There is no anger or joy, but people can't help but feel numb.

"Do you think he's going to shoot at the nobles?"

On the bell tower, the woman turned her head and looked at the instructors behind her.

Several people shook their heads.

"No, a commoner who dares to provoke the nobles in public is declaring war on the entire aristocratic family."

"He will never cut himself off."

The tone of affirmation, with a hint of almost imperceptible malice and disdain.

When the woman heard this, she frowned slightly.

She didn't speak, her eyes fell on the most special young man in the crowd.

His expression became calm again.

"Then let's wait for the final answer."

......