Yuqiongyin

Kula was enraged by Sylvaria's attitude. She was shaking with anger and her face turned red.

She had never met someone who dared to challenge her authority, which made her very angry. In her opinion, these commoners should be respectful to her, not to mention that the person in front of her seemed to be just a commoner with no background, and she dared to treat her so rudely!

Kula's anger grew stronger and stronger. She couldn't stand how an inferior human dared to be so arrogant, and she felt that she had been greatly insulted.

She wanted to use the most ruthless way to let this ignorant woman know that her status and position were unquestionable, and anyone who dared to challenge her would pay a heavy price.

Thinking of this, veins popped up on the back of Kula's hands, anger flashed in his eyes, and he tightly gripped the whip in his hand.

She swung the whip in her hand violently. The whip drew a sharp arc in the air, and with a whistling sound, it hit Sylvaria's delicate and beautiful face hard.

Kula's eyes were full of ferocity and determination, as if he wanted to vent all the grievances and dissatisfaction he had suffered today through this whip.

However, Sylvalia seemed to have predicted her actions. With a faint smile on her face, she raised her hand and easily caught the whip.

Kula stared at Sylvarea with wide eyes in disbelief.

Sylva Ria pulled Kula hard from the horse.

She lowered her eyes and looked at Kula's miserable appearance, with a hint of mockery in her eyes.

Her voice was calm and indifferent, without any ups and downs, but with a chilling majesty, she slowly said: "Princess Kula, from today on, your life as a princess is over."

These words were like a sharp sword, piercing Kura's heart. She suddenly felt a chill, and her heart was filled with fear and despair.

Kula raised her head and looked at Sylvaria's indifferent eyes, and a chill rose in her heart.

She found that the other person was looking at her with a half-smile, as if all the bad things in her heart were seen clearly by her.

The feeling of being seen through made Kula feel ashamed. The oppression from Sylvaria, the superior, also made her deeply afraid of the woman in front of her. Kula felt that she was as small and powerless as an ant.

Her self-esteem and pride were trampled upon. Her face turned extremely pale and her lips trembled slightly. She wanted to say something but didn't know how to start.

At this moment, she just hoped that this was all just a nightmare, but the reality was so cruel that it was suffocating.

"Your Majesty...OMGGGGG!!! What happened to Sylvalia?!"

Duke El, who had just left for a short time to deal with some things, finally appeared here again. When he looked at the scene in front of him, his heart almost stopped, fearing that something might happen to Her Majesty the Queen.

However, when he saw Her Majesty the Queen sitting in the chair safely, Al couldn't help but feel relieved, but he was still a little confused.

At this time, Kula on the side saw Duke El as if she had seen a life-saving straw. She hurriedly got up from the ground, pretended to look pitiful, and told Duke El everything that had just happened in a wronged manner.

Kula said with a wronged look on his face: "Lord Duke El, you have to make the decision for me! I was just bullied so badly by this woman! She even dared to touch the princess of the royal family, pulled me off my horse, and tore my clothes, making me lose face!"

After saying this, she did not forget to show off her tattered clothes and the wounds on her palms, trying to make Duke El believe what she said.

However, Al had no time to see her. He hurriedly checked if Sylvaria was okay, fearing that she would get angry and kill this human directly.

Lucas naturally grabbed Sylva's hand that had just held the whip and carefully checked whether she was injured, as if in his eyes, Sylva was a precious and fragile work of art that needed to be carefully cared for.

However, the vampire's body has amazing self-repair capabilities. When the body is traumatized, the wound can heal quickly as long as there is enough fresh blood supply.

"I'm fine." Sylvalia waved her hand gently, indicating that she was fine. Her every move showed the elegance and composure passed down from generation to generation.

"Okay... I'm fine, I'm fine." Duke El showed a relieved expression on his face. He turned to look at Princess Kula who was still kneeling on the ground. His eyes were cold and his tone became icy: "Princess, Sylvaria would not do such a thing. You lied, right?"

His voice was not loud, but it carried a kind of majesty that could not be ignored.

After hearing what Duke El said, Sylva Liya raised her lips slightly, revealing a mocking smile. She raised her chin and looked lazily at Princess Kula, as if she was looking at some garbage.

Princess Kula knew from Duke El's attitude that Sylvaria's identity was not simple. Her face turned pale in an instant and her body trembled violently. She did not dare to look up at Duke El and Sylvaria's faces, but just lowered her head and remained silent.

"Princess, you'd better tell the truth. Otherwise, I think you understand the consequences of deceiving the Escarlot family!" Duke El warned again.

Seeing that she could not deny it, Princess Kula finally couldn't hold back her tears. She cried and stammered, "I lied. I slandered Sister Sylvaria. I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."

Duke El's expression looked better. He turned to look at Sylvaria, his eyes full of apology: "I'm sorry, I have wronged you."

Sylva chuckled, the corners of her mouth curled up, but her eyes were full of coldness and disdain: "Heh..."

She narrowed her eyes slightly, stared sharply at the woman in front of her, and asked softly, "My Lord Duke, do you think that being a princess allows you to bully others?"

Her voice was deep and powerful, as if carrying an irresistible majesty.

From Duke El's attitude just now, it was clear that Sylvaria's identity was not simple. Now her words made Kula's eyes widen, with an expression of surprise and panic on her face. Her lips trembled slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she only squeezed out a few words: "Yes, I'm sorry..."

Her apology sounded somewhat weak. After hearing this answer, Sylva Ria frowned slightly, and a hint of displeasure flashed in her eyes.

Sylva Ria slowly stood up, took a light step forward, and slowly approached Kula.

She raised the corners of her mouth slightly, with a faint smile, and asked softly: "Princess Kula, I want to ask, if I inherit the Eskalot family, can I also bully others like you?"

Her tone was gentle, but it carried an irony that could not be ignored, as cold as the biting wind, making people shudder.

Kula couldn't help but feel a chill going up her spine, her whole body shivering, she widened her eyes and looked at the girl in front of her in horror, she couldn't believe her ears, she never thought that she was the heir of the Escarlot family, nor did she expect that someone would be so bold to say such words to her.

She tried to explain or refute, but her throat seemed to be blocked and she couldn't make a clear sound. She could only make a few dry coughs.

Al quickly responded, "Of course, you can do whatever you want."

This made Kula's heart fall into an ice cellar in an instant. Her face became paler and paler, her bloodless lips trembled slightly, and fine beads of sweat kept appearing on her forehead and sliding down her cheeks.

Her eyes were filled with despair and helplessness, and her body was shaking slightly involuntarily, as if she was unable to extricate herself from fear and anxiety.

The Escalot family has a significant influence in the political and social fields and has always controlled the country's underground business lifeline. The previous illegal trade has been gradually rectified, the legal trade has grown bigger and bigger, and its position has become more stable.

Although the royal family apparently possesses supreme power, in reality they are helpless against these forces and are not something a little princess like Kula can afford to offend.

"Since she likes commoners so much, she should just be one from now on."

Seeing her lost appearance, Sylvaria lost interest in her, and El quickly had her packed up and sent back to the palace.

El quickly responded, "Okay, Your Majesty... Sylvaria!"

Seeing that Kula didn't have the strength to walk by herself, the waiter of the Escarlot family half-forced Kula's arms and dragged her out.

Lucas quietly massaged Sylvaria, doing his job as a blood servant conscientiously.