After the exchange, Trandon went to rest.

Speaking of which, not many people had a good rest during the time on the boat. Although Trandon was not as nervous as Mrs. Lis and the others, he was almost one of them.

Now that I got ashore, I saw the old housekeeper, and felt a little more at ease, and immediately fell asleep.

Welber helped contact a carriage that could take Trandon to a nearby town.

"Your name is Sebastian?" Wilber looked at Su Mo and asked, "Where is the last name?"

"Jia Maode." Su Mo smiled.

Welber frowned: "Strange last name."

"Well, the young master said the same."

Wilber continued to stare at Su Mo, frowned before speaking, "As a butler, I think you are not qualified. There are some things that I think I can teach you during the time when the young master is asleep."

"Oh? What?" Su Mo asked with interest.

"For example, respect for the master," said Welber.

He could see that the man named Sebastian in front of him did not have much respect for Trandon.

Moreover, not only this. This guy's eyes looked at Trandon without respect, but instead had a sense of playfulness.

It's like, it's like looking at a pretty interesting toy!

Such a person stayed with Trandon, and Wilber didn't know what a terrible thing would happen.

However, in terms of force, even ten Wilbers were tied up and not enough for Su Mo to hit with one hand. Therefore, Wilber could only test it out in words to see if he could find out the bottom of this mysterious man and see what this guy wanted to do.

Could it be for the property of the Wobus family?

"I respect the young master very much." Su Mo said with a smile.

"No, you don't." Wilber's face darkened. To be honest, as the former housekeeper, his face darkened and he was still quite powerful.

Unfortunately, this power may have an effect on ordinary people. It scares one or two children, but it has no effect on Su Mo.

He didn't ask for anything about this old man, so it was like this that he was tough without desire.

So, Su Mo, who was very free and easy, just nodded seriously: "You are right, I will pay attention to correcting it in the future."

“…”

Wilber was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect that this guy would just admit it. The promised refutation, if you don't refute, why would I continue to say something to anger you so that you can spit out something when you are excited!

It will be difficult for me to do this later if you "do not cooperate"!

After Su Mo nodded to Welber, he turned around and walked straight upstairs.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Wilber asked.

"Of course, I woke up the young master and went to the thorny city of the empire. Arrive early and do things well." Su Mo said.

"But the young master is still resting!" Wilber said in a low voice. Unless something really happens, how can a housekeeper disturb his master's rest?

Do you understand?

"But the carriage has arrived." Su Mo ignored Wilber and went upstairs in a flash.

The carriage has arrived?

This is the reason why you disturbed Master Trandon's rest? I just said that I should pay attention to correcting it, but in a blink of an eye, I did this.

You are just talking casually, right! You don’t plan to change anything at all, right!

If Su Mo knew about Welber’s thoughts, he might turn around and say in a complimentary tone: “That’s right, I didn’t expect you to find out.”

Fortunately, Su Mo didn't know.

So Wilber just felt a little sweet in his throat, and there seemed to be something called blood rushing up, and he couldn't even drink it. He doubted whether he would spit out a mouthful of blood directly when he opened his mouth - he just doubted that he didn't really spit out directly.

If Su Mo said that, Wilber would have vomited blood with no regrets.

"Why are there people like this...uh...?"

Wilber looked at Su Mo's back. He had lived for most of his life and had seen all kinds of people, but he still couldn't find a suitable adjective to describe this guy.

It seems that this can be described as not only as shameless or shameless, nor is it as righteous as he is.

This person's way of thinking is completely different from that of normal people!

No matter what Welber thought, Su Mo, whose way of thinking was different from that of normal people, or Trandon's only hope for revenge, was the housekeeper who could absolutely trust.

This will not change until Sumo swallows Trandon's soul.

As for not respecting such things, after this period of training, Trandon has already adapted. Now he can express calmness to Su Mo's various seemingly praise but actually implicitly ridiculed words.

There is no expression of Su Mo's behavior of waking up now - as long as you look a little open, life is actually quite beautiful.

Trandon was actually very open-minded and didn't need anyone to serve him. He put on his clothes himself, tidied up his collar in front of the mirror, flattened the wrinkles, and then nodded with satisfaction.

Su Mo, who should have done this, leaned against the door and yawned. Seeing his appearance, he seemed to be waiting for him to be slow and even dressed up when he went out to play, he almost spoke up and urged him.

"Okay, let's go." Trandon opened the door of the room and walked out.

Seeing Trandong's clean and straight clothes, Wilber gave Su Mo a look of "This one is barely good."

Su Mo smiled slightly and accepted the praise that did not belong to him. He would not be so bored that he told the old man that your young master was wearing his own clothes.

What if this old man died of anger?

After a brief and affectionate farewell, Trandon and Su Mo got on the carriage and embarked on the road to return to the imperial capital.

And Welber chose to stay here.

Originally, Trandon felt that Wilber went to the imperial capital together to help him. However, there was only one Wabs family, so how could two housekeepers appear?

Which housekeeper will work then?

Trandon believed that in some things, Welber would do better than his demon housekeeper—at least in the short term. But Welber is old after all, and giving Sebass a little time is certain to surpass him.

Originally, it was not impossible to let Wilber stay in the imperial capital for retirement, but since he might have some conflict with Sebas. Sebas... can you expect this demon who doesn't even respect his master to respect another human old man?

Trandon didn't want him to wake up one morning. His demon housekeeper stood beside him, holding a bloody head in his hand and said with a smile: "Young Master, look at this..."

For the sake of Welber's safety, Tranton thought it would be better for him to stay here for retirement.

After all, this old guy's life is quite good, with a house, a car and a woman...Tranton felt that he could not live such a carefree life.

Watching the carriage disappearing from his sight, Wilber's face gradually sinking, and he slowly paced back to his house.

Dalsey inside asked carefully: "Dad, that person is really Master Trandon. Didn't you hear that he is missing?"

He had only met Tranton when he was a child a long time ago. No one planned to train him to become the next housekeeper of the Wabs family. He naturally could not recognize the young master of the Wabs family.

It's not until now that I have time to ask.

"Do you think I will admit my mistake?" Wilber snorted coldly and looked at his son.

"Hey..." Dalsey forced a smile and suddenly said, "Then why don't we follow the young master back to the imperial capital? In fact, as long as there is a place, I can guarantee that I will never appear in front of the young master in my life."

"Imperial Capital?"

Wilber looked at his stupid son, and the cold expression on his face became even worse. He only needed to be in front of his son. He didn't need to pretend. He would be just like any expression. "Go back to the imperial capital, are you looking for death?"

"Looking for death?" Dalsey was stunned. "How could he be looking for death? That's the capital... the safest place in the empire."

"Fanny." Wilber said a word, without looking back, and said halfway through, "Since you are injured, you should recover. If I find that you have any unrealistic ideas, I will break your other leg and I will never go out again in my life."

Listening to his father's words, Dalsey's body shook, looking at his wrapped legs, and a look of sorrow appeared on his face.

Could it be that he will never return to the prosperous imperial capital in his life and will spend the rest of his life in this small village where birds do not shit?

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"This is the city of thorns?"

Looking at the magnificent city gate in front of me, the crowds of people and carriages around me were busy at the entrance and exit, Benson and Martin all grew up.

In the afterglow of the sunset, the black city wall and the city gate were dyed with a layer of red, and the red and black intertwined, making the thorn city in front of you full of pressure and oppression, not to mention the "thorn flower" logo shining with golden light on the city wall.

Benson and Martin were shocked by the city, while the others did not react much.

It had been ten days since we got ashore. Su Mo and others spent ten days without any rest. They rushed all the way and finally arrived at the gate of the imperial capital before entering the night.

Now their number has been reduced to seven. Mrs. Lis has three pairs of demon masters and servants. Su Mo disliked the Seven Sinners too many and forced him to become one. As for the others, of course, it was not dead, but they had no effect. Trandon certainly would not come to the imperial capital with these burdens, but let Mrs. Lis settle those pitiful sacrifices.
Chapter completed!