"Do you have to fight? Can't you discuss it?" Su Mo asked, looking at Arnold who had come outside the balcony at some point.

"It's only been a few days, and if you don't fight, you won't have a chance." Arnold nodded, not hiding his combat madness at all.

"Then let it go for a few more days." Su Mo said.

Arnold sneered: "Although I don't mind helping you in some things, but... do you think I'll let you kill my food?"

"Actually, I can guarantee that I won't deal with Benson. Anyway, you will eat him in a few days. Why should I cause trouble?" Su Mo said.

"Do you think I'll trust you?" Arnold said.

"You look at my normal eyes. Am I not worthy of your belief?" Su Mo expressed dissatisfaction.

"puff--"

Trandon, who was originally looking bitter next to him, couldn't help laughing when he heard Su Mo's words.

Su Mo turned his head and glanced at this ignorant guy helplessly. Shouldn't they stand on the united front at this time? What's going on with this open dismantling? Can you still have fun together?

If Trandon knew Su Mo’s thoughts, he would definitely reply to him without hesitation: “This is all learned from you.”

"Not worth it." Arnold is an honest man, no, an honest demon, of course he has something to say.

"Okay, let's change somewhere."

Su Mo walked directly to the balcony, turned to Tranton and said, "Young Master, let Benson leave it first."

"Yes." Trandon nodded.

Without Benson's knowledge and Arnold's biggest threat was cleared, he didn't mind letting Benson enjoy a few more days of his current wonderful life.

"I hope you can bring me a refreshing battle." Arnold said to Su Mo.

"What I am best at is actually disappointing." Su Mo said something that made Arno a little confused.

The two people who were still fighting side by side just now quickly disappeared into the night.

"The devil is such a chaotic creature."

Trandon muttered and handled his thumb a little.

Trandon was not worried about the outcome of this battle. He didn't know why, but he had never seen his butler really fight with others, but Trandon always felt that this guy was very powerful.

Think about it carefully, even if it is a demon, if it is not strong enough, and so cheap in daily life, it would have been beaten to death long ago!

Things did not go beyond Trandon's expectations.

As the night deepened and entered the darkest moment before dawn, his demonic housekeeper returned to the manor.

Although he looked a little tired, he could not see any injuries on his body.

"Since I'm back, I'm going to rest, too." Trandon stood up and said.

"By the way, young master, let's leave the imperial capital tomorrow." Su Mo said.

"Well, why?" Trandon was stunned and turned around and asked.

"Of course I'm going to find the old housekeeper of the Wobus family. This old man should have had a lot of things." Su Mo said.

Trandon was stunned for a moment before reacting, and said in a bad tone: "Prepare, we will set out tomorrow morning."

An old housekeeper who has followed two generations of Wabus is not clear about the matter on that island?

Even though Trandon's father didn't want Welber to intervene in the matter, how could the butler, as the head of the family, not know any clues?

Now that I think about it carefully, this old guy left the imperial capital, probably not because of the side branches of the Wobus family. It is more like leaving the imperial capital, a place of right and wrong, to avoid being liquidated by others behind the island after the fall of Wobus.

"Old thing..." Trandon gritted his teeth and cursed, and his previous respect disappeared.

He didn't mind Welbert protecting himself, but he minded Welbert knows something but didn't tell him anything. At least he would give him some tips?

The next day, it was dark.

Two carriages left the imperial capital, and one of them headed towards the remote edge of the imperial capital.

This time, it took Trandon and Su Mo and the others nearly twenty days to return to the vicinity of the small village.

In addition to the better rest this time, they also received a lot of snipers on the way, from bounty hunters to bandits, and they were almost sending regular troops directly.

From this we can see that Trandon, the last orphan of the Wabus family, is indeed not very popular. The "everyone in the world" described in fantasy novels is probably to describe this situation.

This is quite normal. Judging from the storm caused by Trandon returning to the imperial capital and Su Mo, the master and servants are all favored by him.

If Su Mo was Henry XI and other nobles, he would also want to kill these two crazy lunatics. The nobles and royal families were also rulers of the British Empire and defenders of various rules.

The appearance and actions of Trandon began to break these rules.

Although the struggle between nobles always says "fighting" and so on, it is actually for the benefit of interests. But Tranton doesn't care about any interests at all. If you want to kill you, you will definitely kill you, regardless of the other party's compromise. Oh, judging from the situation in the past few days, you don't even have the intention of compromising conversation. You just shoot the head directly without leaving any room for anything.

Such behaviors without room for space will naturally not be liked by everyone.

Although these people did not have clear evidence, the various things that happened in the imperial capital these days must have been done by Trandon... However, most of the nobles did not pay attention to evidence, but were of strength. At least this was the case with the nobles of the British Empire.

"A bunch of fools, can't help it so quickly?"

More or less, he could ask something out of the mouths of the attackers, and at least he confirmed several "revenge" targets. Trandon did not express much anger at the "attack" along the way, and was even a little happy.

Anyway, under Su Mo's protection, he does not need to worry about his own safety issues.

Thanks to the fact that the world's technological level is not high, it has not developed a terrible killer such as sniper rifle. Otherwise, Trandon would have had a head full of energy at this time.

Ranged assassination, no matter the distance between crossbows or bows, cannot escape Su Mo's keen observation.

And melee combat - unless a real iron-armored army is sent to attack, Su Mo has no energy to protect Trandon.

During this uneasy journey, Su Mo and Trandon also came to the small village at that time. As for the coachman... As for the first attack, Su Mo asked him to leave first.

The small village is as quiet and peaceful as ever.

The undercurrents in the imperial capital are far from affecting this remote village far away from the hustle and bustle.

However, Su Mo's driving this carriage attracted the attention of many villagers.

However, these people were very honest. No one showed up and asked questions, allowing the carriage to slowly drive past the uneven roads in the village.

“Huh?”

When he approached the house that stood out in the village, Su Mo made a surprise sound.

"What's wrong?" Trandon's voice came out of the carriage.

"Someone is here." Su Mo opened the carriage door.

After getting off the car, Tran East saw a carriage that was not as gorgeous as the carriage he was riding in outside the Welber house.

"Go quickly, don't let him die." Trandon's face suddenly became quite ugly, and he ordered sternly.

"Okay, young master." Su Mo jumped up, jumped directly over the not-so-high wall, and jumped into the courtyard. Soon, there were sounds inside - probably the sound of Su Mo kicking the door open.

Trandon frowned and stood by the carriage and waited.

"Bang!"

After a while, another sound was heard, a black figure directly broke through the door of the courtyard and flew out. He adjusted his body in the air, leaned forward, spread his feet slightly bent, leaving a clear mark on the ground before he removed the retreating power.

"Um?"

Trandon's face changed. The person who flew out was not someone else, but his demonic butler - Sebastian!

The person riding in this carriage can actually defeat his demon housekeeper!

"This time I really met Li Kui, Young Master." Su Mo turned his head and looked at Trandong and said something he couldn't understand.

"But it's actually Li Kui." After saying that, Su Mo suddenly laughed, making Trandon even more confused.

In the end, it can only be attributed to the fact that the world of demons is different from that of ordinary humans.

Before Trandon could understand Su Mo's words well, the wooden door that was knocked open and fell to the ground in the courtyard was broken.

The black high heels crushed the ground a few times, crushing the wooden blocks under his feet into wood chips. Seeing that Trandon's cheeks twitched, he couldn't help but take two steps back.

The owner of the high heels is a woman with black hair, a beautiful face and a pair of charming red eyes, and is dressed in a housekeeper similar to Su Mo, wearing white gloves on her hands.

The woman glanced at Tranton next to her, her mouth slightly raised, and a smile appeared with an unknown smile.

Seeing this smile, Trandon suddenly became tranced. The butler, it was not uncommon for a while in the history of the British Empire.

But Trandon could swear that this was the second butler he had ever seen who looked like the butler the most. This woman gave people a clear feeling of being a "female-king" rather than a butler.

Well, the first one who looks the least likes is Su Mo.

After glanced at Trandong, the woman looked at Su Mo and said, "So, can I let my lady go now?"

"I read a lot and don't lie to me. Isn't it the young master?" Su Mo smiled and waved his right hand suddenly, and a scream of exclamation sounded from the courtyard.

A small figure flew out and landed beside Su Mo, but there was a loli with two ponytails, just like Tranton, with one eye covered by an eye mask and a dress full of Gothic style.
Chapter completed!