When the crowd saw that someone had thrown stones and broken the windows of the ceremonial officers, they immediately cheered and cheered, and everyone shouted.

Then everyone looked at the ground for suitable stones, and threw them at the house of the ceremonial officer.

The guards at the gate saw all this, but they did not dare to make a sound to stop them, for fear that the stones would come at them as soon as they exited.

Now the bottom line in their hearts is that as long as the civilians don't rush into the courtyard, then it's okay to say anything...

In a few moments, stones smashed from one side of the parapet wall to the other side, and the crowd cheered for each item broken.

The ceremonial officer lowered the curtain and looked at the back of his bleeding hand, his pupils trembled, not afraid, but angry: "Why, why! Those guards don't do anything, these fools! These fools! You, hurry up and arrange for everyone to pull out their weapons, and whoever throws stones will cut off their hands!!"

How dare the entourage do this, it's not that they disobey the order, but that they know that if this order goes down, the accountability that will follow is not something that they can bear, not even the ceremonial officer...

"Think twice, master, let these civilians toss for a while, I'll go to the temple now and ask them to help, now the situation is like this, if the temple doesn't take action to appease the civilians, then we really have a conflict with the civilians, and the temple can't get out of it!" the attendant knelt down on one knee, "but if we do it directly now, then everything that will follow..."

When the ceremonial officer heard this, he knew that what the attendant said was right, he walked to the sofa chair and sat down, slapped the scroll on the tea table, and then took out a handkerchief to cover the back of his hand, listening to the roar and smashing outside the window, he gritted his teeth: "In the end... Who is framing me?!"

The attendant knew that the ceremonial officer had acquiesced if he didn't reply, and he hurriedly went out of the bedroom, preparing to go out from the back yard to the temple and ask them to help.

The commoners at the door were even happier when they saw that the ceremonial officer and the others did not move, and seemed to feel that the nobles were afraid of them, and they were representatives of justice.

The behavior has also become more rude, and some people even clashed with the guards, pushing and shoving civilians who tried to snatch the guards' weapons, but the guards naturally refused.

During the scramble, the guards directly knocked over the civilians, and there were a group of civilians behind the fallen civilians, and everyone roared and threw stones at the guards.

Although the guards were wearing armor, they were also choked by the smashing, especially when the stones were smashed on the helmet, and the whole helmet buzzed, and the only sound in the ears was dizzying.

The clashes between the guards and civilians are widening and their actions are becoming more rude, and it looks like casualties are imminent at any moment.

However, now the ceremonial officer was sitting quietly in the bedroom, even if the civilians gathered at his door to make trouble, he still didn't take the civilians seriously, and his mind was only thinking about who was secretly framing him!

Just as the situation on both sides became more and more intense, a luxurious aristocratic carriage drove around the corner and drove straight towards the crowd.

The civilians on the march had red eyes and hot heads, where was there any reason to speak of, someone had already thrown stones at the carriage, the groom dodged in front, the horses were smashed painfully, fortunately they were well trained not to jump out of control, but the carriage was also blocked, and it was possible to squeeze into the vicinity of the entrance of the ceremonial officer's courtyard.

"Could this noble carriage be a ceremonial officer?!"

"What? could be the ceremonial officer?!

As soon as the words fell, more stones fell on me.

The guards of the Beres family, who were mixed in the crowd, actually had some hot heads, and they also rioted with the civilians in front of them, throwing stones into the courtyard.

But when the noble carriage suddenly appeared, they calmed down.

Because they were very familiar with this noble carriage, the carriage did not have the inscription of the noble badge, nor did it use any flags, but the configuration of the carriage was a regular noble carriage style.

Not to mention the groom who was dodging the stones, they still knew.

The guards who were mixed in with the crowd couldn't help but chant.

"Don't smash it, don't smash it! This carriage is not a ceremonial officer!"

"Don't smash it, calm down, everyone!"

"This carriage belongs to the Captain Knight!

In the hysterical shouts of the guards, the commoners finally came to their senses, and they found that there was no noble badge engraved on the noble carriage, which was obviously not the carriage of the ceremonial officer, otherwise there must have been the noble inscribed mark of the ceremonial officer.

The stones were no more, and the civilians calmed down, and everyone looked at the carriage, wondering what it had come to this place for.

Feeling the calm outside, the carriage had been smashed open by the door opened.

The first of them was a woman with gray hair and a ponytail.

Perhaps she didn't expect Sreta to ask for such a dangerous thing, Beres didn't go out in armor at all, but in very ordinary clothes. She got out of the carriage and glanced around like a vicious dog, her eyes containing the deterrent power that only soldiers who have been on the battlefield have, this deterrent force made the civilians suddenly dare not move at will, and the feverish brain calmed down a little.

"It's the knight of the King's Knights, I've seen her a few times!"

After all, someone in the crowd knew Berez, and when someone in the crowd said Belez's past identity, everyone suddenly realized.

Although there are evildoers in every knight team in the Heane Kingdom, most of the knights are passable, otherwise they will not be selected by the king.

In particular, the knights accompanied Wang to the east and west to protect the people, so the royal knights still have a very heavy weight in the hearts of the commoners.

When Beres came down, she waited at the door of the carriage, and from time to time she looked left and right to beware of civilians throwing stones.

Then the carriage was followed by a maid, the maid looked good, and there was someone behind the carriage who wanted to get down, and the maid immediately respectfully helped her out of the carriage.

There were so many people marching that only the people in front could see the situation, and most of the people behind didn't know what was going on, but no one started to talk, and everyone didn't shout.

However, Sleta was still young and her body had not yet begun to develop, and when she got out of the carriage, all but a few people in the crowd did not see Sleta.

Sleta held Erlan's hand and looked at the piles of human heads, and she was a little nervous in her heart.

"Bereth, put me on the roof of the carriage. ”

Beres blinked and hurriedly responded, walked over and squatted down, and wrapped one hand around Sleta's young body: "Beres is rude." ”

Beres then held Sresta in her hands, and she placed the weight of Sresta's entire body on her chest so that she would not let Sreta fall.

Sleta was not heavy, and for Bereth, the little master was not as heavy as a complete set of armor, so she jumped into the groom's seat, then took a deep breath, grabbed the roof edge of the carriage with one hand, and jumped cleanly onto the top of the carriage.