Trandon's eyes swept over Hilda and the children behind her, not knowing what to think.

Although the room was brightly lit, there was an oppressive atmosphere, which was more terrifying than the manor in the dark.

"Arnold, don't be like this, we can't have a good chat like this." Su Mo turned his head and said to the side of the door.

"Don't you need help?" Arnold said with a frown. He appeared here at the behest of Benson to help Master Trandon interrogate these people who appeared in the manor.

Arnold didn't know much about interrogation techniques, but as a demon coming out of hell, he knew how to use his terrifying aura to scare his prey and make them obediently sacrifice their lives.

"No, I don't care, but your murderous aura is released indiscriminately...... My young master was also affected. Su Mo said.

Arnold stood by the door, exuding boundless killing intent like a terrifying beast.

He is not targeting anyone, but including everyone here - everyone who is doing it, except for Su Mo, is all rubbish!

In other words, except for Su Mo, everyone was so shocked by Arnold's breath that it was difficult to speak, what a fart for interrogation!

"Then I'm leaving." Arnold nodded, opened the door and walked out.

Trandon's straight back relaxed a little, looking a little more subtle, looked at Hilda and asked, "Who sent you?" ”

"Who are you?" Hilda didn't answer, but asked rhetorically.

Trandon raised his eyebrows and laughed: "You don't even know who I am, and you dare to appear in my manor, and you are quite bold." ”

"What is your manor called, this is not Wobs...... Wait, you're the missing young master of the Wobs family! Hilda's eyes widened suddenly, and she looked at Trandon.

What happened to the Wobs family has long been spread throughout the City of Thorns, and it is naturally impossible for Hilda not to know about it.

It's just, isn't it rumored that the little young master is dead? When did he appear, could it be that he didn't disappear at all?

Originally, she thought that these people in front of her were "invaders" like herself, but now that she learned that they were the real owners of the house, Hilda suddenly lost the momentum of the rhetorical question she had just asked.

"Young Master, I don't think these people should have been sent by anyone." Su Mo said at the right time.

"Why?" Trandon asked, frowning.

"Quite simply, these guys are too stupid to pose any threat to you. I don't think the enemies hiding in the shadows are so stupid as to send these people here to do whatever they want. ”

"Besides, I'm afraid no one else knows about our arrival in the imperial capital......"

Along the way, Su Mo and the others hurried up, and their identities were not revealed at all. This world is not the world where Su Mo's original information spreads so fast that it can't be done, the little young master of the Wobs family sounds very famous, but who knows what he looks like?

"Looking at their outfits, I'm pretty sure they just wanted to play ghosts or something and scare me away."

"If my guess is correct, these are just a bunch of daring idiots who want to live in this haunted manor for the time being." Su Mo said with a smile.

Hilda's eyes blinked twice, hiding the surprise in her heart.

The butler in front of him had guessed correctly, they were a group of people who had the audacity to live in this haunted manor for the time being—no, they weren't stupid.

Only the previous part of this man's words is correct.

"I see, since that's the case, let's kill it." Trandon waved his hand and uttered something cold and unbefitting of his face and age.

Already on the island, Trandon had lost his kindness and compassion.

Hearing Tlandon's words, Hilda's eyes widened again, with a look of incredible shock. She never thought that this little young master, who was used as a talking point in various circles in the imperial capital, and was sighed and sympathized with by many people, would say such ruthless words lightly.

The kind of indifference that doesn't care about human life at all.

To tell the truth, Hilda has been in the imperial capital for so long, even those special gangsters who pull out a knife at every turn and can look directly because of a bowl of porridge, these people will not use such an indifferent attitude to decide the life and death of a few people.

"Damn, the aristocracy is the real black, those bosses are all bullshit!" There was some confusion in her head, and Hilda's thoughts at this moment were directly deviated from a hundred thousand miles away.

"Young master, we will be harmonious like this, why can't you be a little sunny, can't you spread laughter and love, how discordant it is to fight and kill all day long." Su Mo said that a good person like himself could not accept Tlandon's decision.

Trandon looked at Su Mo and said, "You are a ...... The devil told me this? When he said the word demon, Trandon lowered his voice and only let Su Mo hear it.

"But it doesn't matter." Just when Hilda thought that Trandon would scold her as a housekeeper who had overstepped her responsibilities, Trandon's words were on the sidelines, "What are you going to do, I will not disagree with those who are satisfied." ”

"My idea is, young master, let them stay - do you know how to cook and clean?" Su Mo turned his head and asked.

"Yes."

Hilda and the children behind her nodded their heads.

As an orphan who survives on his own, such a thing is naturally easy to catch, but it may not be delicious or clean.

"Well, stay and be a servant of House Wobs...... In the future, you will be a person of the Wowbus family, and you will be a ghost of the Wobs family in death, and you will regard the Wobs family as your own life, the honor of the family, and the young master are above everything else, and your life is higher. When the reputation of the young master and the family is disgraced, you will use your own blood to make the Wobs family shine again with dazzling light, can you do it? Su Mo said.

The corners of Trandon's mouth twitched, in a large part of the words just now, this guy didn't do anything, and now he is asking others to do this.

You can't be so shameless as a demon!

Hilda's trembling hands were clenched tightly together and placed behind her back, and she did not speak for a long time.

The eldest sister didn't speak, and the remaining children naturally kept quiet very smartly.

Halfway through, I heard Hilda say, "Why us?" ”

The Wobs family is a family of marquises, and in the entire empire, a noble family second only to the royal family and the duke, once it reveals that they want to recruit servants and servants, countless people will definitely flock to it.

Hilda believes that even families who have no food and clothing are willing to send their children over.

Although the current Wobs family is in turmoil, but the only heir returns, then the Marquis family represents the top group of people in the empire, representing wealth and power.

Hilda couldn't figure out why the butler in front of her suddenly wanted their group of thieves to be the servants of the Wobs family.

It may sound like a sale, but Hilda understands that this opens a bright path for them.

"Why?"

Su Mo laughed and walked over, the sound of the soles of his hard shoes stepping on the floor was quite obvious in the silent night, as if stepping on Hilda's heart.

With the sound of Su Mo's footsteps, Hilda felt her heart beat faster, and the hands behind her trembled even more - faster at a faster rate, but with a smaller amplitude.

Bending down and staring at Hilda's face, just as Hilda's breathing became more and more rapid, Su Mo finally spoke: "Of course, it's because of your good looks." ”

"Huh?" There's a puzzled voice from There.

"Young master, look." Su Mo reached out a finger to lift Hilda's chin so that her face was no longer covered by shadows.

Trandon walked over with interest, looked at it, and nodded, "It's really good." ”

Hilda, who is nineteen years old this year, although she looks a little thin because of the long-term lack of food and clothing, but her face is still very beautiful, ignoring her messy hair, and Hilda, who has wiped the powder off her face, can indeed be called a beauty.

Even with the harsh gaze of the nobles of Transon.

"That's right, young master, it's an era of looking at faces, why do you say that in that ghost place, you will be treated so much better than Benson's stupid boy-" Su Mo said.

"Ahem!" Trandon coughed twice, interrupted Su Mo's words, and glared at him fiercely.

This demon is right, the days on the island are humiliating for a nobleman like him. But...... patted his conscience and said that he was indeed doing very well, with food, clothing and bed, and they would have been happy for a long time if it was Bensen.

It's not because of Tramdon's identity, but because he has a pretty face.

"Arnold, they have already lowered the appearance of the family, and the two of us alone can't save this group of teammates......" Su Mo's tone was gloomy, full of loneliness with one god and four collapses.

He believed that this kind of loneliness, Trandon would also understand.

"That's right." Sure enough, Trandon understood, only to see him nod and look at Hilda, "You have already heard what we said, if you don't want to die, go to the room on the first floor to sleep, and tomorrow, I will arrange for someone to train you." ”

Hilda, though she didn't believe the strange reason, knew what was the right choice at this time, and took a few half-grown children with a decent bow and left in a hurry.

Trandon was not worried about them escaping, for there were three demons living in the house, seven of whom were divided into seven, and they were like a poisonous snake in various dark corners.

Once Hilda and the others want to escape, I am afraid that they will die in the garden if they can't even get out of the iron gate of the manor.