Chapter Ninety-Seven: Speaking (Asking for Votes QWQ)

The Holy Maiden was about to get into the carriage when she looked at her hurried retinue and said with a smile: "Of course I will go to appease the people, but the temple is not because of your master's outstretched hand. The temple just doesn't want the people to be harmed, but as for the person who violates the temple creed, whether he is hurt or not, what does it have to do with me and the temple? Since the people are rioting, even if you and your master don't come for help, the temple will still appease the people of the kingdom. ”

The attendant was stunned when he heard this, and sat on the floor weakly, his expression still extremely lonely.

The Holy Maiden made it clear that she would appease the people, but the temple would not be responsible for the responsibility of the people's riots and the resentment of the ceremonial officers behind the people's backs.

Even if the people were eventually persuaded to return home, the ceremonial officer would be held accountable for his mistakes and the civilian riot strike.

The position of the master of ceremonies... If you don't want to!

At the request of the Holy Maiden, the carriage of the Holy Maiden drove very fast, after all, she was indeed very worried about the physical conflict between the commoners and the nobles, and it would definitely be the civilian side that suffered heavy casualties at that time.

Even though the saint secretly supported Xenia's actions and plans, the good side of her heart could not be concealed.

Fortunately, everyone was in Beicheng District, and the carriage formation soon arrived near the ceremonial officer's house, and just when their carriage formation was just cornering, they saw countless civilians crowding the wide street from a distance.

And there was an extremely eye-catching place in the crowd, that is, there was already a carriage at the entrance of the courtyard of the ceremonial officer, and a small figure stood on top of the carriage.

Strangely, there was no noise in the crowd, and even the civilians did not argue with the ceremonial officer, and everyone was not throwing stones at the ceremonial officer's house, as the entourage said.

The civilians in the crowd all looked up at the small figure on the roof of the carriage.

That little figure looked extremely petite, and under the cold wind, everyone was even afraid that the little figure would accidentally blow away by the wind.

The saint felt strange and stopped the carriage.

The formation stopped, and the saint was helped to the ground, and she squinted at the figure of the carriage, and a strange feeling filled her heart, but she couldn't understand what it felt when she thought deeply.

"The figure on the roof of the carriage... Who could it be?"

One of the servants in the queue also narrowed his eyes and looked at it, and after a while, he said with some uncertainty: "It seems to be Miss Sleta of the knight captain's family." ”

"Sleta?"

"Yes, Holy Maiden. Didn't Her Majesty arrange for some of the Templar's servants to do this when the Knight Captain and Miss Sleta moved into the courtyard? I happened to be one of them, Miss Sleta, whom I had seen up close, and the noble carriage did not have any noble markings, which seemed to be the case only in the capital for the Knight Captain's house. ”

Is that little figure little Sretta?

The saint was shocked in her heart, why did Sleta appear in the crowd? Could it be that she did not control the riot of the civilians from the back? but guided it by herself on the surface?

"Holy Maiden, shall we go over now?"

The saint's good-looking eyebrows furrowed slightly: "Don't worry, take a look first..."

In the crowd, Sleta was completely unaware of the arrival of the Holy Maiden on the other side of the street, and she was now gathering her thoughts and preparing her words.

Her fluffy robe fluttered, and it didn't take long for Sreta to take a deep breath and shout as loudly as she could to the crowd.

Sresta was approaching the stage of voice change, and her voice was a little hoarse, especially when she shouted, her voice was extremely sharp, sharp like a knife, piercing people's ears.

"You may know me, you may not know me! Here, I would like to briefly introduce myself. My brother Xu Mu, he is the current captain of the royal knights of the Heaney Kingdom! And my name is Sresta, although I am not directly related to my brother, but my brother has always been the most important person in my life, and he is also my greatest role model from beginning to end! I am honored to be here to meet you today!"

It was in the street, no more than the courtyard of the house, where the cold wind felt greater and more violent.

And it is not the servants and retinues of the family who are facing it, but the civilians of the capital of the Heeni Kingdom!

As soon as Sreta finished a few words, she felt her mouth dry and the tension in her heart couldn't be calmed.

When Sreta stopped talking, several naughty and bold civilians in the crowd even whistled, which did not mean to tease Sretta, everyone felt it.

The whistle sounded, and the crowd couldn't help but rejoice, some civilians were cheering, and even the family guards hidden in the crowd took the lead in applauding.

Seeing this, Sleta's nervous heart eased a little, and a smile appeared on her face.

"Listen to me. I know what you're here for! I know you're on strike right now! Today, when I received the news, I couldn't rest in my bed at peace, and as the sister of the Knight Captain, I was so worried about your safety. I'm afraid that people will clash with others, I'm afraid that the crowd will crowd and be unfortunate enough to stampede, I'm afraid that you will storm the courtyard of the ceremonial officer..."

Before he finished speaking, someone in the crowd suddenly shouted.

"Miss Sleta, we are not afraid of some demon, God is with us!"

"Yes, God is with us!"

The crowd cheered again.

Sreta held out her hand and pressed down, signaling for the crowd to silence.

After the crowd had quieted down, Sleta continued.

"I know, God is with you, but you must know that the kingdom of Hini is also with you! If you are unfortunate enough to be killed or wounded, not only God will be sad, but Her Majesty will also feel pain, have you ever thought about this?"

"You are Her Majesty's subjects, and this is not in the fiefdom of some noble! Everyone is under Her Majesty's protection, and if you have just clashed with the guards of the ceremonial officer, and unfortunately there is an accident of casualties, then Your Majesty must be so worried and miserable!"

"You may not be able to see the tears of God, but I can see Her Majesty weeping completely. I can't bear to grieve Her Majesty, are you willing?"

The crowd immediately shouted: "Of course we don't want Her Majesty to be sad!"

"Today, I have seen the courage and determination of everyone. What kind of courage is it? In the face of unreasonable oppression, when facing people whose fists are stronger than themselves, everyone summons up the courage to resist! Aren't you afraid of death? Aren't you afraid that something will happen to you and your family will have no one to take care of you? I know, everyone will be afraid! But everyone knows that the devil is intolerable, and they all know that the demon is very powerful, and they may even die themselves, but everyone's determination is stronger than the demon!

"I see all of this. You are the most powerful people of the kingdom of Heaney, stronger than the people of other kingdoms! Because in the face of injustice, you will angrily raise your fists to resist and confide! This is something that no one else can do, just like the guards who are guarding a certain demon, they can't do it, even if they have weapons in their hands, they are still no match for us who have no weapons in our hands, because the Heavenly Principle is in everyone's hands!"