"Don't Elves learn any basic ethics? Why are you all so bad at everything? Your inn looks crappy, your bed is small and hard."
William's friend started complaining again.
"What are you saying? If you don't want to eat it, don't eat it. Why are you disturbing everyone?"
Sylvia said. Along with there was some other who couldn't tolerate William's friend and shouted at him. They all told him to keep quiet.
"Humph! You all poor people might be satisfied with such crappy service but I am not."
He said, not scared of offending the geniuses at all. He was protected by a Rank-S bodyguard hired by his family along with the bodyguards from his friends.
Of course, when he said that he was referring to others who were yelling at him rather than Sylvia who has a bigger background than him.
"Mrs Sylvia, try to understand it. I am doing this for all of us. If we don't say it now, they are going to treat us like dirt. There should be a standard for how they treat us."
