There was a thunderclap in the sky, and in the blink of an eye, it rained heavily.

The rain slammed down on the walls of the city of Sinitus, splashing it out and blooming for the last time, before sinking into the dirt and moistening the earth.

The rain is on the rich, and on the poor, and on the righteous, and on the morally corrupt.

In fact, the rain is not fair, because it falls in a world where there is no justice.

Tonight's capital looks calm under the heavy rain, but there is an undercurrent surging in the dark, and it may be able to overturn the earth-shattering waves in the blink of an eye.

When the countless taverns in the capital received the scroll official documents, everyone in the taverns was angry, and most of them were just ordinary civilians, who just wanted to be able to drink a few glasses happily before going home at night after working hard every day, and then return to the warm bed to rest.

However, the entourage of the ceremonial officer killed the drunkard on the street because of the ballad incident, and then the incident of marrying a mistress was also exposed, and every commoner had a jealous and resentful attitude towards the nobles, and even more resentful of the ceremonial officer.

Can we commoners only be the meat slaughtered by the nobles on the chopping board?

Some of the taverns were still sane, but most of them had toppled the tables, and the wine was screaming and screaming injustice, praying for the temple to send a thunderbolt in the rain to slash the damned ceremonial officer.

The tavern was not only ordinary commoners, but also some retinues or servants of other noble families, who heard the story of the scroll official document and sensed that something was wrong, and hurried home in the rain.

Sleta watched the rain in the sky in her bedroom, she couldn't sleep, she was worried about whether the things she had arranged for the day would turn out what she had expected, and whether she would be able to do it in secret.

If the other nobles find out that everything behind it is controlled by her, will the nobles go to the Heaney court again to speak out against themselves?

Sleta didn't have any plans for what to do next, and she wanted to get feedback on tonight's events before she could make the next decision.

After all, she is not an experienced conspirator, she is only a 10-year-old girl, and it is already her limit to be able to work hard and carefully arrange these things.

For the prediction of later events and the speculation of various unexpected situations, she was not prepared at all, only waiting.

Sleta wanted to win because she never really won, even though the outcome was uncertain and she should be worried.

But she wasn't worried...

This psychological phenomenon is very strange and wonderful, once you have someone who supports you in particular, you become fearless, even if you will lose, even if you are alone.

Sresta's mind echoed the words Xenia had whispered in her ear again.

"Sresta, I'm with you. ”

Xenia's tone was always a little mischievous, but the undisguised mischievous was full of confidence, which was not only the authority of his own crown, but also the hope for the future of Hea's kingdom.

Maybe she's just a pawn in Her Majesty's plans, but Sleta doesn't mind doing everything for Her Majesty.

Especially after she already knew that Xu Mu and the Heaney royal family were completely in the same boat.

"Since my brother is not at home, let Sleta fight for Her Majesty in the capital. ”

Following.

Sleta had just fallen asleep in the morning, and had only been lying down for a few hours when she was woken up by a strong knock on the door.

There was no need to guess, Sleta knew that it was Berex who was looking for her.

Erlan was arranged by her to be a housekeeper to learn to manage the affairs of the house, and the one who served her closely became Beres.

Bereth may have been able to put her into battle to kill the enemy, but she can only be said to be so-so in her work of serving people, and she often makes mistakes.

Fortunately, Sleta didn't deliberately blame her, anyway, when she asked Beres to serve her, she had a hunch that this would be the end.

Sleta got up on the side of the bed, her eyes glazed over, she rubbed her eyes, and called for Berex to come in.

Beres immediately rushed in when she got the news, her long gray ponytail flicked behind her head, her face was excited, but her face was a little tired, and the sequelae of the obvious forcible use of magic had not yet recovered.

She rushed to the bedside and shouted, "Little master, little master!

Sleta sighed and waved her hand to stop: "Say it slowly, what's the hurry." ”

Beres also noticed her rudeness, and coughed a few times: "Little master, a strike and march broke out among the civilians in the capital this morning!"

"Strike?" Sleta was stunned.

"Yes! Decades ago, because of the unscrupulous evil of a certain nobleman in the capital, the commoners of the capital also held a strike march. It's the civilians gathering together to march the whole city to protest!" Beres became more excited as she spoke, "Little master, did you say what we did last night worked?"

Sleta was silent, after all, it was the first time she had done such a thing, and she had no guarantee of the outcome, nor could she predict whether it would be the outcome, and there was uncertainty as to whether the cause of the current civilian strike march was the story of her own scroll official document.

But civilian riots are certainly a good thing!

In this way, she also fulfilled her agreement with Her Majesty.

But if Xenia's purpose and requirements for herself are the current situation, then will she have nothing to do?

Could it be that the civilians are rioting, and now she just needs to sit at home and wait for Xenia to quell the riots?

Seeing that Sletta's face was not particularly happy, Beres couldn't help but calm down, and asked in a low voice, "Little master, what's wrong with you? Isn't that what we've been doing so much in the past three days?

Sleta came back to her senses and saw Berez's somewhat worried gray head, and she couldn't help but laugh: "It's okay, I'm thinking about things." Alright, serve me to get up. Let's see if the guards who went out last night have come back, and when they come back, you personally inquire about the mission. By the way, I will send out all the guards later, find out the exact cause of the civilian parade and the route of the parade, and by the way, let a few guards also blend in with the parade. ”

Beres pondered for a moment: "Little master, are you worried that the cause of the parade has nothing to do with us?"

"It's better to just make sure, whether it has anything to do with us or not, as you said, at least we've achieved our goal. ”

The little bereth dog nodded, and quickly began to serve Sreta and got up.

These days, Beres has been hairy a few times, and although she has not been blamed by Sresta, she still asks Erlan in private, such as what to pay attention to with Sresta and so on.

Now Erlan's status is the same as hers, and even in a subtle direction, if Beres had not obtained the right to wear the badge of nobility in two years, her status would not even be comparable to Erlan.

After tossing and turning for a while, Sreta finally got out of the bedroom.

Bereth then proceeded to follow what Sresta had told the guards to tell them one by one, while Sleta had breakfast in the dining room.

After Sleta had finished her breakfast, Beres had taken care of the matter, and now all but the two guards guarding the courtyard gate were ordered to go out.

It wasn't until now that Sreta realized that these guards were usually redundant, and there weren't so many things for them to do at home, but when they needed to do something, they weren't particularly adequate.