"This is a very troublesome thing." Su Mo commented on the task that Trandon gave him.

"No, I will need a demon like you to be a housekeeper?" Trandon turned to look at Su Mo, laughed, and fully utilized the "working methods" of the superiors. "I can't do anything like this, and I still want to complete the contract?"

"Well... Master, you are indeed a ruthless capitalist - my family."

Su Mo coughed, "I was a little surprised by how fast I grew up. I miss the ignorant little boy on the island in the past."

"Don't talk nonsense, go and do it quickly." Trandon waved his hand and said impatiently.

In any case, the days on the island were not a good memory for Trandon. Everyone was careful not to mention that experience - except for the unscrupulous demon housekeeper around him.

This bastard was so happy to poke his wounds.

"No need." Su Mo shook his head and said.

Trandon stopped, turned around and looked up at Su Mo: "No, what does it mean if you don't need it?"

"Literally, I mean, there is no need for us to investigate who the owners of these four places are." Su Mo said.

Trandon sneered and asked back, "So, what are my demon stewards's ideas? If we don't follow this clue, what can we find the people behind the island and complete my revenge?"

"Young Master..."

Su Mo looked at Trandon with a strange look.

"What?" This look made Trandon quite unhappy.

This look expressed the meaning of "You are a fool, so I don't care about you, I will forgive your mistakes", which made people very angry.

"I don't understand very well why I have to find the person behind the island." Su Mo said.

"How can I take revenge if I don't find them?" Trandon's tone became impatient, restraining his anger, and quickly uttered this sentence.

"cough--"

Su Mo coughed gently, "I didn't explain clearly. Your revenge action does not need to be directed at anyone. What I mean is that as long as it is an enemy of the Wobus family, they should die."

Trandon stared at Su Mo with wide eyes.

If you want to aggravate the effect, at this time, a lightning flashed through the sky, followed by a terrifying thunder sound.

Su Mo, who was shining on his face by the lightning light, showed his terrible true face of the demon in a trance and said that sentence.

But the reality is that it is daytime, noon, the weather is clear and the sun is shining, and there are even birds singing outside the garden. It is enough to make people sigh at the scene that "the world is really peaceful."

Su Mo's face, who said that, did not show any true appearance of the demon. His expression was very calm, and his tone did not fluctuate at all, as if he was explaining a certain fact.

"You mean..."

After a while of silence, Trandon spoke slowly, but closed his mouth halfway through his speech. For the first time, he found that his voice was so hoarse, not much worse than the tragic years on the island.

"I mean, we don't need to be precise at any family or person. Anyway, these people are enemies of the Wabus family. No matter who sent you to the island and who killed your parents, even if they didn't do this, they can't change the attribute of being an enemy of the Wabus family."

"There is no difference between slashing one knife and two knifes. Since it is an enemy, then kill it."

"Young Master, what you need is a grand revenge drama, not an extremely suspenseful detective drama. We don't need evidence, clues, and trials."

"All we need is blood, and the wailings and screams of those people."

After saying this, Su Mo stood quietly beside him, waiting for Trandon's reply.

"You're right."

After a long time, Trandon said in a hoarse voice, "I'm thinking too much... Give me some time, I will prepare a list, and no one on the list will be left!"

"As you wish, my young master." Su Mo said with a smile.

Trandon let out a long breath and turned toward the study on the second floor.

"The mouth cannon skills are full, and I finally understand why Akater likes to say a lot of nonsense before a fight. This feeling is not bad." After Trandon left, Su Mo's seductive human completely fell into darkness, and his appearance of being thrown into hell disappeared.

It looks more like a secret joy after a street fraud was successfully committed.

"But why are this piece of paper excited? Is there anything in this world that can make this piece of paper complete again?" Su Mo said in his heart as he spread his palms and looked at a slightly trembling broken piece of paper floating in the palm of his palm.

When he came to this world and left the island, the broken piece of paper would occasionally tremble, giving Su Mo the feeling of encountering a hunter who had encountered food.

Su Mo had no clue or information about the origin of this piece of paper and the method of re-compilation.

Now, this piece of paper actually had such a reaction. It would be said that Su Mo would stay in this world for a while to find out the reason for the abnormal movement of the piece of paper.

If you are lucky enough, you might find a way to fill this piece of paper and make yourself stronger. Now this piece of paper is connected to Su Mo's soul, and being repaired means that Su Mo's own strength will be enhanced.

Not to mention other things, when encountering certain special "existences", Su Mo can choose to reward him for swallowing him, engraved him on a piece of paper, and seize his power.

The larger the paper size, the higher the number of "special existences" Su Mo could swallow.

Your own strength is the foundation of everything. Whether it is facing the next summon that will appear when or the "Tyrant Doomsday", you need enough strength to face it.

This time Su Mo was lucky and came to a simple world. But who knows where he would be summoned by something next time?

If once a monk with a cat-faced and thunderous mouth shouted "Old Man of Land" and saw Su Mo coming out, would he knock it down with a stick?

Then I found that a stick was not knocked to death, and shouted "What a fairy", followed by another stick!

When you encounter such a situation, where can you make sense?

If you think about this kind of scene, you will feel your whole body hurt. In order to avoid such a situation, you must improve your strength.

"I hope my guess is correct..." With his left fist, the paper disappeared, and Su Mo let out a light breath.

Half an hour later, a list was handed over by Trandon to Su Mo.

Looking at the long series of names on the list, Su Mo looked at Trandong and said, "Young Master, you are sure that these are all. You shouldn't have written the little fat man next door who robbed your candy when he was a child, right?"

"When I was a child, there was only one person who could steal my candy, and she was not an enemy." Trandon obviously didn't understand Su Mo's humor.

“This is a bit too many people.”

"Can't you finish it?" Trandon looked up at Su Mo.

"Simply killing is of course no problem." Su Mo shook his head. He had mastered the killing weapon that he had never possessed in this world. It was too easy to kill a few people.

"Then let's do it..." Trandon leaned on the back of the chair, "There is not a lot of list. The rise of a family will inevitably step on other people's bones and blood, and some people will not completely step on them. When the Wabus family is facing a desperate situation, do you think they will take revenge?"

"So, this list is not only the enemy of the family, but also the people who regard the family as enemies." Su Mo said as if he was talking about a tongue twister.

However, it is not complicated to understand. The family's enemies are naturally the ones that have friction and conflicts with the Wabus family, just like the two sides in a fight.

Those who treat the Wabus family as enemies may not be qualified to have conflicts with the Wabus family. It is like you bullied a little kid, and the little kid will definitely hate you to death.

But you won't treat him as your serious enemy.

"Not much, I know only these, and there are some things I will take a good look at my father's days and find them one by one." Trandon said.

"Young Master, I am really surprised by the speed of your growth." Su Mo said again.

"Don't you like such a twisted soul?" Trandon asked Su Mo.

Su Mo waved his hand: "Young Master, don't treat me as a pervert like Arnold. In fact, I'm only interested in your soul..." He gestured with his fingers about a distance of about a knuckle.

This Su Mo did not lie.

Trandon is just an ordinary person, and the soul of an ordinary person is a reserve of vitality for Su Mo. As for why he was interested, because Trandon signed a contract with him, he was very curious whether the soul that had passed the power of the contract would be different.

Is Arnold's obsession with the soul just tastes good?

Could it be that the Demon race is a foodie? I didn’t see any foodie attributes in Arnold.

In fact, except for Su Mo, the two demons Arnold and Seven Sins basically do not need to eat, and they only had a meal in the past three days.

The new chef Hilda's cooking skills did not satisfy them. After this meal, the two demons who did not need to rely on human food basically stopped eating much.

After finding Mrs. Lis, throwing the list to her, asking her to find all the residences of these people, Su Mo returned to his room.

He found a long black box and placed a soft sponge pad inside. Su Mo took out the parts and magazines of the sniper rifle from the box in the room and put them into the box.

After fixing all the things and carrying the black box on his shoulders, Su Mo walked out of the manor, looking like a minstrel, and mixed into the lively crowd of the imperial capital.
Chapter completed!