Barry met a lot of people along the way, but they were all servants who served the Anderson family, and Barry saw how big the estate really was during the journey.

"Alas! The luxurious life of the rich! No wonder they are willing to pay five gold gallons to find a cat. ”

Barry exclaimed in the bottom of his heart, expressing the proletariat's strong indictment against the capitalists.

In fact, Barry didn't know that Mrs. Anderson's original bounty for Sylvie was not only five gold galleons, but ten times or even dozens of times that number.

This money is really nothing for Anderson, an old steel family, and if she can really bring Sylvie back, Mrs. Anderson will gladly pay for it.

However, due to persuasion, too high a bounty is not conducive to Sylvie's recovery, because if there is too much money, there will be many people with evil thoughts in their hearts.

For example, when a cat is found, it is not returned immediately, but the cat is forcibly restrained in order to obtain a higher bounty.

Or maybe the bounty is too high enough to impress the transcendents, so that some transcendents who want to take advantage of the loopholes use spells to transform their cat shapes in order to cheat the bounty.

After all, the three-digit Golden Galleon is also a lot of wealth for low-level transcendentals, and it is worth them to do some tricks.

All of this will make the search for the cat happen, and once it is related to a huge amount of money, it will become quite complicated.

As a family that has been inherited for a hundred years, the Anderson family naturally knows that there are transcendents in this world, and there are even transcendents cultivated by their own family.

However, this quantity is very small, the quality is very poor, and it is also used as the family's hole card, as the last line of defense to protect the core members of the family.

As for why they didn't send these transcendents to Sylvie, of course they were too good to find them.

As a hunter in Ebari, he couldn't find any trace of Sylvie, and finally had to turn to Huck for help.

The bodyguard profession of this group of warriors is even more blind and has no way to start, after all, the profession is not right.

Of course, Barry didn't know any of this, because he was now in a fantasy.

"It's not too late, and when these five gold gallons are in hand, I'll go straight to the super pet store and customize the toys for Huck."

"Then I got the second card of Impermanence and was able to go to my favorite raffle."

The reason why Barry is obsessed with the impermanent card is that in addition to its rarity, the most important thing is the unknown outcome.

It's like opening a box and smashing easter eggs, why countless people charge money and draw cards, isn't it just for the cool feeling of gambling luck in the bottom of my heart.

After walking for a while, I finally came to the backyard of the Anderson family, Barry glanced at it, the environment was quite good, better than the backyard of the Iron Cross, and it occupied a larger area.

But think about it, the Iron Cross Society in the city center can't be expanded unscrupulously.

And it's a bunch of muscular hunks inside, and it won't be too much decoration, so it's nice to be able to make a quiet backyard.

And by the small lake reflecting the sunset, a woman in her fifties was sitting on a chair, slowly flipping through the books in her hands.

Barry didn't enter right away, though, because two female bodyguards stopped him at the backyard door.

The maid who led the way walked straight over and explained Barry's origin to the two.

However, these two still had no intention of letting them in, and just said that they would wait here and report it themselves.

And Sylvie, who was lying on top of Huck, was also a little irritable at this time, and being stopped like this made me embarrassed in front of my new friends.

"I'm going out for a few days, why don't I even have to report when I see my shovel officer, this is still not my Lord Sylvie's territory."

Ignoring the two new bodyguards, it jumped off Huck and easily escaped the bodyguards, and then ran into the backyard.

"Stop, stop."

One of the bodyguards continued to stop Barry and the others, and the other hurried after Sylvie for fear that it would scare Mrs. Anderson.

And how can people outrun cats, especially ordinary people and extraordinary cats.

Sylvie threw her behind in a few strokes, the kind that couldn't even eat the dust.

Mrs. Anderson, too, noticed the commotion and turned her head to look this way, wanting to see what was happening.

And when she saw Sylvie running towards her, she suddenly became excited, and she recognized it at a glance as her sweetheart Sylvie.

So she spread her arms as usual, waiting for Sylvie to jump up and hold it, which was Sylvie's favorite resting spot.

Looking at Sylvie in her arms, thinking that it had been missing for ten days for no reason, Mrs. Anderson's originally excited face became serious.

Holding the cat in one hand, he pinched the back of its neck with the other, making it look directly at him, and his mouth was still reprimanding.

"You stinky cat, you've been there these days, do you know how worried I am about you at home."

Later, perhaps feeling that such a reprimand could not show her anger, Mrs. Anderson put it on the table again, squeezing its little face, interspersed with a few gentle slaps in between.

Sylvie didn't expect it to be taught a lesson!

I finally got home, and instead of love and a big meal, I was taught a lesson first, and my mood was quite low at this time.

And the female bodyguard was also very knowledgeable, and seeing the intimate relationship between Sylvie and Mrs. Anderson, she also let Barry and them in.

Huck quickly ran to Sylvie's side, looking at the cats being educated, and kept laughing like canines in his mouth.

Barry even felt that if it weren't for the presence of ordinary people now, Huck would have covered his belly and rolled on the ground by now, laughing maniacally.

Barry didn't expect that a cat who was so violent at the base just now would become like this when he returned home, being rubbed and abused by Mrs. Anderson in a fancy way.

Perhaps thinking that this would damage his image, Sylvie began to resolutely resist, but because he was afraid of hurting Mrs. Anderson too hard, the resistance also ended in failure.

After teaching Sylvie a lesson, Mrs. Anderson remembered that there was a man and a dog beside her, so she picked Sylvie up again and asked Barry.

"Are you the little hero who sent Sylvie here? Thank you very much, I had a really hard time without it..."

Barry was speechless when he heard this, I just sent back a cat, can I be called a little hero?

But this name seems to be okay, but it would be better to get rid of the "small" word.

But Barry didn't have time to reply.

Sylvie, who was saved by Mrs. Anderson, suddenly jumped onto Huck's back, intending to escape from his master's clutches.

Then he played with Huck's ears with his paws and drove the latter to the other side of the lake.

Barry thinks Huck seems to like the game very much, and it always makes it feel like a mad rabbit when he runs, and it looks very lively.