But fate seemed unwilling to let the Windrunner family's journey go smoothly. They had only just driven off the arrogant top-hatted group, and after the restaurant owner joined them for a few drinks, the extra dishes had finally all arrived.
With a little alcohol in them, the atmosphere grew lively. Though Elves did not drink often, Sylvanas boldly downed several cups. Vereesa wanted to drink too, but Alleria stopped her with a look.
Laras could only say to himself, I'm just a little Elf here to eat.
Then a large group of Gilneas guards in black suddenly poured in from outside. They looked around and quickly surrounded the Elves.
Facing the guards' weapons, Alleria remained calmly seated, paying them no mind at all. She said to the restaurant owner, who had gone pale with fright, "What a strange welcome ceremony. Gilneas truly has some eye-opening customs."
A captain stepped forward and shouted, "Elves, this is Gilneas, not a place for you long-eared folk to run wild. You are under arrest for assault, robbery, and contempt toward nobility. Come with us immediately and submit to the guards' investigation."
"Oh, someone accused us? Did he provide any evidence, or can Gilneas simply arrest foreign guests on a whim because someone said so?" Alleria said disdainfully, holding her wine cup.
Sylvanas even propped her legs on the table and pointed at the captain. "Or has Gilneas become a country without a king or laws, where nobles can do whatever they please?"
Seeing that the Elves did not take him seriously at all, the captain shouted furiously, "Stop trying to argue! Surrender at once and submit to the guards' investigation, or you will be killed without mercy!"
"Is there truly no room for mediation? No evidence, no trial, no orders, and you can simply