Two days later, Xu Mu was combing Sreta's hair in the hotel room.

Today's plan is about to begin, and in order to make Sletta more decent, Xu Mu also spent a lot of money to buy half a bottle of perfume for Sletta from the town perfume shop.

The room was very quiet, filled with a faint fragrance, and Xu Mu's movements were also very light. The comb in this hotel was not particularly good, and he was afraid of pulling Sreta's hair.

"Brother..." Sreta suddenly spoke.

"What's wrong?"

Sreta was silent for a while before slowly speaking: "Thank you for saving me a month ago."

Xu Mu smiled: "Didn't I say that you saved yourself, not me."

"I know... Sreta knows it." Sreta's eyes were slightly red. "Although my brother never tells me about my brother's past, I know my brother must have been bad before... Otherwise, your eyes would not be so cold when you look at people, and even when you say your plan to kill someone, your tone shouldn't be so cold..."

Xu Mu stopped the movement of his hand and asked, "Did I scare you then?"

"No." Sreta sighed, "No matter what, Sreta's life was saved by my brother. Sreta is willing to do anything for my brother... What's more, my brother is so kind to me. Whatever Sreta wants in the past few days, my brother has fulfilled my unrealistic and willful wishes..."

Xu Mu laughed out loud and touched Sreta's head: "You are my sister. I will give you what you want, and I will give you naturally."

"Brother... do you really treat me as your sister?" Sreta turned his head, his eyes revealing desire, and even a cowardly begging.

The two of them looked at each other, and Xu Mu said without hesitation: "Of course."

"Don't your brother dislike Sreta?"

"What do I want to dislike you?"

"In Got Town, everyone knows that Sreta is a bad girl who steals things... Sreta is an impure and unclean girl. Staying next to my brother, I always feel that I am embarrassing my brother..." Sreta turned her head and lowered her. "Actually, after my brother saved me, Sreta felt that she was dead. That dirty and stolen bad girl was really dead... But staying by my brother's side always reminded me of what I did before "death"... Sreta is a bad girl, but she has the safe protection of her brother, and the gentle care and care of her brother..."

"No, Sreta is not a bad boy in my brother's eyes." Xu Mu's eyes that were cold and tender could not help but soften. He pinched Sreta's already red ears: "In my brother's eyes, Sreta has always been a well-behaved and obedient girl."

"Really? Brother, you really don't dislike the bad things Sreta had done before?"

"Sreta, listen to me." Xu Mu said seriously, "Everyone has the right to choose to live, and all the choices and behaviors people make in seeking survival cannot be said to be right, but they will never be wrong. Because living is not only a human instinct, but also a right. All the behaviors done for survival cannot be wrong, so my brother will not dislike what Sreta has done before."

Sreta quietly shed tears, tears flowed across her tender face and finally dripped onto her clothes, choking: "Sreta knows..."

......

At Ailu's house, the armor on the guards at the door in the sun was extremely eye-catching.

The wind blew, and a few small trees in the wall sounded, and the fountain was still operating. The two guards were a little tired, but they didn't dare to be lazy and stood guard seriously.

Suddenly, the noses in the two of them moved, and they smelled a faint fragrance.

When I saw that it was a girl walking towards them.

The girl wore a small top hat and a gorgeous black dress. There were many shining gems hanging on the dress. She took a soft step, twisted it in three steps, a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, and her eyes showed conceit and arrogance. This look was basically a unique symbol of aristocrats.

The two guards couldn't help but be amazed. Which noble lady was traveling alone.

Then they subconsciously looked at the girl's chest, with the noble emblem unconcealed, and a handsome long sword pointed directly at the slanting sky.

The expressions under the helmets of the two guards were a bit strange. They turned out to be the noble emblem of Count Oli! Aren’t they the guards of Count Oli? Why haven’t they seen this lady before when they were with the Count for so long? Could it be the child of Count Oli’s other wives?

Neither of them thought that this girl would pretend to be a nobleman. After all, this was a death penalty, and for civilians it was even more unthinkable. In particular, the cost of pretending to be a nobleman was extremely high. Not only was it discovered to be dead, but the cost of clothes and emblems was not less than dozens of silver coins. Civilians would not have done anything else if they had the money.

Not to mention that the nobles have their own unique etiquette, which cannot be imitated by ordinary people at will. Fortunately, during this month, Sreta was very interested in asking Ailu about the etiquette of the nobles, otherwise he might have been exposed at this time.

Although the aristocratic etiquette of the girl in front of her was not particularly perfect and even a little awkward, they didn't find it strange. After all, the girl looks young and is just at the age of learning aristocratic etiquette.

Before Sreta walked in front of them, the two guards could no longer hold back and knelt on one knee. Although the armor was uncomfortable in his movements, it was better than being revenge by Count Oli's family.

In this world, the nobles in the eyes of ordinary people are extremely cautious.

The guard's actions scared Sreta. She had not arrived yet. At the pace of noble etiquette, she had to walk for more than ten seconds. Unexpectedly, the two of them knelt down so quickly to salute.

Sreta came to the two guards slowly. She waved her hand gently, and the smell of perfume that had been sprinkled in her hands drifted out, and a tender voice sounded, making people dare not resist: "Get up."

"Yes! Honorable Miss."

After the two got up, Sreta asked with a smile: "Is the count in there?"

The two guards looked at each other, and one of them replied first: "Go back to the noble lady, the master is in the house. Should you call someone to inform me and let the servant come out to welcome you into the house?"

Hearing such respectful words, Sreta felt very happy. She smiled and shook her head: "No need, I just got taken to this town and went out to stroll around... Unfortunately, my close follower was sick on the road, otherwise I wouldn't have even left someone to hold an umbrella for me."

The guard was trembling all over. When he thought of something, he quickly lowered his head and asked humbly: "Dignity Miss, do you need to accompany you? I am familiar with living in this town since I was a child."

When another guard heard his brother say this, he cursed himself, blaming himself for not awakening so quickly and not being able to catch such a good chance to flatter him! If he served the little girl and went back to have a gamble with the count, they wouldn't be able to watch the door! Maybe he could become the entourage of the count, maybe he might not be able to become the entourage!

Those cold eyes should not appear on a little girl. Sreta no longer had a faint smile on her lips, but was as calm as a stranger. Her cold eyes revealed disdain, and even the blood in her throat was still a little numb on Sreta's tender face.

But Sreta just wiped it off with his hands and didn't care at all.
Chapter completed!