The innkeeper was tied with a rope by the guards, and then squatted down to pick up his shoes, and he didn't dislike it, and directly stretched out his hand to help the innkeeper buckle his feet.

The innkeeper felt that Sleta in front of him was like a devil, he had seen a strange and unruly nobleman, but he had never seen such a young man like this!

The innkeeper who was detained quietly wept, thinking of the result of the hotel being smashed, he felt that his life was over... But the itching from the soles of the feet, the instinctive struggle of the body, and the uncontrollable rise of the corners of the mouth.

Crying and laughing like this...

Destruction is better than repair, and it didn't take long for the entire hotel to be smashed to pieces.

Originally decorated as a luxury hotel, now it is not even as good as the house of the slum's cellar.

The innkeeper saw the inn from existence to nothing, crying and laughing, and the tears became more and more, and he couldn't stop it.

Seeing that the hotel was almost smashed, Sleta jumped off the chair cutely, waved a small folding fan, felt very comfortable, and said with a smile: "I've endured it for more than ten days! ”

Seeing this, Beres shouted back to the guards to come back and line up.

Sreta came to the innkeeper again, and she waved her hand to the sidelines of the buttoned guard.

His feet were finally no longer detained, but the innkeeper still had a hideous smile on the corner of his mouth, and it was obvious that his facial muscles had frozen.

"My brother once said he was going to set fire to your shop. ”

The innkeeper was dumbfounded.

"Of course, my brother also said it, just kidding. So, since it's a joke, I won't give you the renovation money that my brother said at the time. Sleta covered the lower half of her face with a small folding fan and giggled, "But you'll have to fix this, maybe one day I'm not feeling well, and I'll have to do it again." ”

When the innkeeper heard this, he was so angry that he didn't say anything with his mouth slightly open, tilted his head, and fainted.

Seeing this, Sleta smiled and shook her head, and led the group out of the dilapidated hotel.

As soon as the people came out of the hotel, they saw that the outside was surrounded by people three times inside and three times outside.

There were passers-by to see the excitement, and there were individual guests who had just eaten in the hotel, and there were layers of guards inside, as if they were afraid that the situation would change.

Seeing that she was being watched by so many people, Sleta was not cowardly, and waved a small folding fan and led everyone to the carriage home.

At this moment, an abrupt voice sounded in the crowd.

"I said who was tossing so much in the hotel just now, it turned out to be a little girl from a neighboring country. ”

Sreta frowned, and looked towards the source of the voice, a man dressed in aristocratic ceremonial clothes, his face flushed, as if he had drunk a lot, and it seemed that he had just eaten at the inn.

There was a man next to the drunk man, with a smile on his face, and he grabbed him frantically: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, he drank too much!"

Beres didn't care about this, rushed over and grabbed the drunk man and threw him directly on the ground.

The drunk man had no strength, and was lightly thrown by Berez, and he fell to the ground with a twist.

The guards didn't dare to come up and take care of things when they saw it.

The drunk man's friend wanted to come over and apologize, but was glared back directly by Berez.

The drunken man got up on the ground and yelled, "You guys, do you know who I am!"

Sleta covered her nose with a small folding fan and frowned, the smell of wine made her uncomfortable, and Erran gently pulled Sreta to the side.

The guards around him woke up a lot, and several people squeezed over, as if they wanted to beat the man in front of them.

Bereth looked at Sleta's expression, and even grabbed the drunk man and threw him back.

"You... And do you know that this hotel also has a share of the ceremonial officer, and you dare to smash the hotel if you are a stinky girl from the country, you and your brother from the country, wait for something to happen!"

The drunken man's words frightened the guards, but they did not frighten Beres and Sleta, who looked at the drunken man's clothes and found that he did not have any noble coats of arms on them at all.

Maybe this man is really the nephew of the ceremonial officer, and it must not have a deep relationship, otherwise he wouldn't even have a coat of arms.

Besides, now that the hotel has been smashed, and hearing that the hotel has a share of the hostess, Sleta is even more relieved.

Beres stepped up to the drunken man, raised her hand and slapped him in the face.

A drunken man is no better than an innkeeper.

The man slammed into the wall of the hotel, and he slammed it into the wall like a puddle of mud.

"I don't care who you are! Dare to humiliate my master and little master in public, don't you want your life!"

The drunken man's friend hurriedly stepped forward to apologize: "I'm really sorry, he's really drunk! And he's really the nephew of the ceremonial officer, so I think it's better for everyone not to argue. ”

Beres frowned when she heard this, she wanted to rush over and cut off the drunk man's head with a sword, but the follow-up trouble would be between Sleta and Xu Mu, unless Sleta nodded, otherwise she would not be able to shoot directly.

Sleta's expression was a little bad, she didn't mind that someone looked down on her, but she minded that someone said that Xu Mu was not good, especially remembering that Xu Mu had said that the loudest protest against Xu Mu's appointment was the ceremonial officer, how could she not be angry?

Sreta came to the drunken man's face, smelled the wine and frowned, "Do you know what you're talking about?"

The drunken man slapped me, his brain was a little buzzing, he heard Sleta's words, and scolded on the ground: "But just a few guys from the leading country, do you really think that your brother will be fine if he has the queen to protect him? Today your entourage beat me and smashed the hotel that several officials funded and built! You just wait for me, and then the officials will blame you and see if they can take care of you! Civilians from the countryside who come from the territory think that they are going to become a day when they wear a badge?"

Sresta's face turned even worse, her small folding fan closed in her hand, and her eyes were like a piercing winter.

The drunken man in front of him not only humiliated her, but also disrespected her brother at all, and even threatened them...

The drunken man's friend was so frightened that his legs went limp, and he was about to go over when he was stopped by the guards, who shouted: "Madam, let him go! He is really drunk, and he is really the nephew of the ceremonial officer, and it is really not good if something happens to both parties!"

"Bereth, get this fly out of the way. ”

Before Beres could make a move, the drunken man's friend was thrown into the crowd by the guards.

Seeing that Sreta had already moved to kill, this person immediately turned around and ran, as if to find someone.

The drunken man looked up, looked at Sresta's immature face, and said with a smile, "What's wrong? Speechless? Scared?"

Sleta looked at the drunken and smirking man in front of her, she was silent for a while, and her tone was indifferent: "You people, you haven't really suffered, you haven't really suffered. Do you know what it's like to be in pain? Every day enjoying the blessings of your elders... Oh, the three views are undecided but the ignorance is real. You know, wealth is no longer justice, and people like you are not aiming for wealth or power, so what can you bring to your elders? Obviously, people like you are the first to see the world clearly, but you don't have any brains. Your sarcasm, your words, can't hurt me, because you're like a fool who can only be rude and ignorant like a noisy child in front of my eyes. ”

The words were heavy and calm, obviously these words did not match the small body in front of them at all, but everyone didn't feel out of harmony at all when they heard it.

"I don't know much like a fool, but as you said, you're the nephew of the ceremonial officer... Although I am not familiar with the ceremonial officer, I am quite familiar with the deputy of the ceremonial officer, and it stands to reason that they are your elders, and they should have taught you about the etiquette of the nobles, right?"

The drunken man gritted his teeth and spat on the floor, turning his head to ignore Sletta.

Beres rushed over and kicked the man in the stomach, scolding angrily: "The little master asks you something, give me an answer!"

The man felt all the oxygen in his stomach come out, and he coughed wildly, and his saliva squirted out and pulled into silk.

"Give me an answer, or I'll chop off one of your fingers first!" Beres said viciously, drawing her sword.

Seeing that Berex didn't look like he was joking, the man was so frightened that he hurriedly replied, "Ahem... I've learned, what's wrong..."

Sleta sneered, "I don't think you're serious about your studies." Do you know that I am no longer the country girl of the territory you are talking about, but the sister of the captain of the royal knights of the Heane Kingdom, and will also be the nobleman of the Heane Kingdom! Do you see clearly, what is the badge I am wearing? Your rudeness to me is not something that can be avoided at will by being drunk. Although I don't care about rude and ignorant people like you, aristocratic etiquette is aristocratic etiquette, and rules are rules...!"

"You... What do you want to do?!" Hearing Sleta's words, the man trembled: "I'm the nephew of the ceremonial officer, even if I make a mistake, it won't be your turn to punish me!"

"Oh no, of course I'm not going to punish you. It's just that I'm quite familiar with the deputy, and I want to review for you what aristocratic etiquette is. Well... How do you review it~" Sleta sneered and blinked, and said matter-of-factly: "Eh, why don't I engrave the aristocratic etiquette into your mind?"

"What are you kidding!"

"You think I'm joking?" Sleta said as if hearing a joke, "Look at the people around me, they know, I'm never joking!"

The man seemed to be really scared, and said weakly, "That... So what the hell do you want to do? ”

"Didn't I say that I was going to engrave aristocratic etiquette into your mind. ”

With a wave of her hand, Sreta motioned for the guards to come forward and ordered a few men to press the man against the wall and not let him move.

"You... What the hell are you going to do!!"

The man was pressed against the wall by the guards, and he struggled desperately, but he couldn't stand the number of guards, and how could his strength compare to these guards?

Sleta threw the small folding fan in her hand into Erlan's arms, and there was a hidden small pocket around the waist of the black dress, and she actually took out a dagger from it!

Not only Beres, but the guards and Erlan had no idea that Sreta was carrying a weapon with her.

"What are you going to do! Guard, hurry! Save me! I'm the nephew of the ceremonial officer, you won't save me! I'll let the ceremonial officer condemn you!"

How dare the guards move, they also know this man, and know that he is the nephew of the ceremonial officer, but don't they know who this little girl is in front of him? Especially since this little girl is wearing a medal of power! Who dares to go up and persuade him? If he goes up to persuade him, he will die!