Chapter 236: A Pot

"What about people? What about people? What about people? ”

"Why didn't anyone see it?"

"Uncle Oak!"

Finally seeing a living person, Sabo hurriedly ran towards the old man.

"It's Master Sabo! You're finally back! The old man laughed.

"Uncle Oak, what about the people in the family? Father, where did they go? Saab asked.

"Master, they went to the palace, is there anything wrong with the young master? Eh, young master..."

"Why at this time?" Sabo slammed his fist into the door panel, turned and ran away.

"I'm on my own."

He took out a rope from his home and pulled out a hook from under the bed.

"It's okay, it's not rusty, it should still work."

Tie the rope to the hook claw, pull it hard with both hands, and feel the tension of the rope.

"Yes!"

Armed with a rope and a hook, Sabo made his way to the edge of the wall.

It was a remote section of the wall, and when he looked around and saw that there was no one, Sabo pulled the hook and rope out of his arms.

The hook claw flicked twice in his hand, then slammed it towards the wall.

However, the wall was a bit high, and Sabo's strength was a bit insufficient, and the hook fell from the air before he could reach the height of the wall.

"Come again!" Sabo gritted his teeth.

After a few hard swings this time, Sabo looked in the direction and threw a hook claw.

There was a thud, and the hook claw slammed into the edge of the high wall.

"It's a pity, come again!"

After a dozen back and forth, he finally successfully hooked the hook claw to the edge of the high wall.

"Hey, finally it worked!" Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Sabo went to the high wall and climbed up the rope.

"Who's there!"

When Sabo was only halfway up, there was a patrol next to him, and there was still a patrol in such a remote place.

Seeing this, Sabo gritted his teeth and ignored the person below, instead speeding up and crawling towards the high wall.

"Catch the thief!"

Seeing that Sabo did not listen to the advice, the patrolling soldier suddenly shouted loudly.

"This guy!" Seeing that this man was actually shouting, Sabo quickly sped up.

However, something happened to Saab's despair.

At the top of the wall, a column of soldiers patrolled by here, and after hearing the shouts of the people below, they came to the edge of the high wall to check, and found Saab still hanging in the air.

...

"It's really a shame for the family!"

In the study, a vase of considerable age was slapped on the ground by Otluk III, who came to Sabo and pulled Sabo's dirty clothes.

"Look at yourself, look at yourself now!"

"Dirty, do you still have a trace of aristocracy? How will you become a country in the future..."

Otluk III stopped speaking just in time.

"How will you be a qualified nobleman in the future?"

"A qualified nobleman?" Sabo sneered.

"Is it a self-proclaimed feeling good?"

"Is it just turning a blind eye to the lives and deaths of people outside the city?"

"The king decreed that the garbage at the terminal of the uncertain object should be burned, but do you know how many people live there?"

"This fire will burn countless people!"

"This is the nobility?"

At this time, Sabo had already begun to develop, and the questioning of a slightly hoarse voice during the voice change period made Otluk III take two steps back.

However, at this time, Otluk III also had some doubts in his heart.

"When did the king decree that he was going to burn that garbage dump down?"

The thoughtful Otluk III did not show it on the surface, but only responded in silence.

"Finished?"

After venting his anger, Sabo also calmed down, remembering the terrifying energy that the man in front of him had, especially after the former Chancellor of the Exchequer was killed.

"Impulsive!" Sabo was secretly annoyed.

"I can't get out of the city now!"

Just when Sabo thought that Otluk III was about to show his wrath.

The phrase 'it's over' came to Sabo's ears.

"When you're done, you're here for me two days, and you're not allowed to go out!"

"Huh?" Sabo asked, slightly sluggish.

"Ahhhh Don't go out! Otluk III emphasized one more side, and walked out with that.

"Gotta ask what that guy means, when did the king say he was going to burn down the garbage dump outside the walls?"

Just as Otluk III went out to find his ally Rin, Sabo finally recovered from his slumber.

"This?"

"That's what he's punishing me?"

It's not that I'm annoyed by being grounded, but because the punishment is so light.

In the past, even if I made a little mistake, I was grounded, but this time, it can almost be said that I have lost all the face of the family, but the punishment is only a small grounding.

For this kind of punishment, it is simply impossible to deal with it.

After making sure that his father was gone, Sabo opened the window by the wall, looked at his surroundings, and slipped down the wall, opened the door, and ran outside.

Familiar!

In one room, two men enjoyed the scene of running away from home!

"Mr. Lin, what do you mean?" Otluk III asked, standing behind Lin.

"When did the king decree that all the garbage outside the city should be burned?"

With a chuckle, Lin turned his head sideways and looked at the man in front of him.

"He didn't say it, you just let him say it!"

"How can this kind of decree be promulgated when it is promulgated!"

As a member of a family that has been around for hundreds of years, Otluk III certainly knows that there are things to do, things not to do, and things not to even touch.

And for the king to decree the burning of the terminal of the uncertain object is the untouchable thing.

Although the homeless people who live in the terminal of the uncertain object are regarded as pariahs, they do not deserve to live in the same world as themselves.

But Otluk Thirty knows that if you want to kill, blood, you must not splash it on your hands, things can be done, but someone must carry the pot, this pot, the shrewd Otluk III does not want to carry it yet.

"Are you worried that this will become a political stain on you?"

Of course, Lin knew what Otluk III was worried about, and persuaded the king to issue a decree that would stain his political career, Otluk III would never bear this pot, and now what Lin had to do was to let him carry this pot willingly.

Shaking his head and chuckling, Lin slowly paced two steps.

"On the contrary, it will be a stepping stone for him to enter the throne!"

Lin came to the window, looked at the athletic Sabo and said softly.

Lin came into the ear of Otluk III and whispered a few words.

I saw that he shook his head gently at first, and finally nodded heavily.

Lin looked at Otluk III's tangled face and shook his head imperceptibly.

"Powers! Hehe! ”