Chapter Twenty-Three: It's Not the Same as Promised!
"Don't sigh, let's go." Looking at the familiar city wall in front of him, Trandon's expression was a little complicated, and he let out a soft breath.
"Oh, yes, young master."
"Yes, young master."
After these days of getting along, Tlandon has completely turned Benson and Martin into his own hugs, and obeys his words. It fully shows the qualities that a real awesome-forced-coaxing-coaxing aristocrat should have.
"Humans are really interesting."
The Seven Sins next to him muttered in a low voice.
This demon is quite a typical bully and afraid of the hard, and basically has little respect for his master, but he is very respectful to Su Mo and Arnold, the two "kinds" who can hang him up and beat him.
Fortunately, Martin has never lived the life of a big young master, and one more demon who signed a contract is like an extra thug for him, not a butler.
I didn't even think about letting the Seven Sins help, let alone take care of it.
In this regard, Benson knows a little better, and sometimes orders Arnold to do something for him. Arnold is also meticulously done.
The three demons, on the contrary, Arnold, who does not look like a housekeeper at all in appearance, is the most like a qualified housekeeper.
"Young Master, how are we going this way?"
Seeing that Trandon took the lead, but instead of rushing in the direction of the city gate, but adjusted the direction slightly, Martin couldn't help but ask.
"Next time, I'll let you take a closer look at this gate and this section of the city wall." Trandon said.
The City of Thorns was not a closed city, or rather, the walls that were originally used as defenses were demolished with the expansion of the City of Thorns.
The gates and walls that Martin and others see now are one of the symbols of the City of Thorns, but they are not the only entrance.
From other places, it is also more convenient to enter the City of Thorns, at least without having to move slowly with the flow of people here.
The three carriages left the main avenue and chose another road, and together with the other pedestrian carriages, they entered the city of thorns like a small drop of water into the sea.
There was no ripple.
Until...... Trandon and the others came to the outside of the Lord of Wobs's manor in the City of Thorns.
The sky had darkened, the sun had set, and only a little afterglow was shining from the other side of the mountain into the city of thorns, which was not as bright as the lights in the city.
The streets outside Wobs Manor were quiet, and there were not so many bright lights, and the whole manor was gradually shrouded in darkness, which seemed a little eerie and silent.
"I'm back."
Looking at the manor in front of him, Trandon muttered softly and commanded, "Sebas, help me open the door." ”
The iron gates outside the manor were closed, and Trandon had no key to open the locked doors, so it was natural that such a matter would be left to his unqualified butler.
Although he was unqualified, on top of such a thing, Su Mo could not disappoint Trandon.
With a creaking sound, the slightly heavy iron door slowly opened. The flat road leading to the ornate small castle-like building at the back of the garden also appeared unobstructed to them.
"Young Master."
Without making a carriage again, Trandon was just about to stride back to his home, but was stopped by Su Mo's mouth.
"What?" Trandon turned his head.
"Did you notice something was wrong?" Su Mo said.
"Something is wrong?" Trandon was stunned for a moment and frowned, "What do you mean?" ”
Su Mo didn't speak, just stretched out his hand in front of Tlandon, stretched out two fingers, and there was a small trace of rust on the tip of the white glove.
Unlike Arnold, these demons who bring their own clothes, Su Mo came to this world, and naturally wanted to change into suitable clothes.
Now he wears a black dress, which is more concise and neat than the butler's tuxedo in this world, and is somewhat similar to the suit on earth in terms of style.
Of course, there are more details and better looks.
On his hands, he wears a pair of white gloves. On the one hand, it is to follow the crowd, and on the other hand, it is to cover the imprint of the contract on the back of the hand.
Similarly, Trandon wears an eyepatch to cover the not-so-obvious contract mark in his eyes, which looks more similar to Charles.
Now Trandon looked at the marks on Su Mo's gloves with another uncovered eye.
"Mr. Wilbur was kicked out more than a month ago...... Imperial capital. Until he left, your uncles and elders had been living on the estate. Su Mo said unhurriedly, "Now it seems that this is not the case. ”
Trandon turned his head and looked back at the manor where he had lived for so many years, and his heart swelled up with a slight uneasiness.
His demon butler said yes, it's not normal!
The manor in front of you is not normal!
Even the street outside the manor is not normal!
It's quiet, it's so quiet—so quiet that only a few roadside lights shine and others ...... No one else, not even the street-side storefronts were closed.
Wabbs Manor is located in the middle of the city of thorns, but nobility doesn't mean it's far from the hustle and bustle. It's quiet compared to other places, yes, but there are still facilities like cafes and opera houses.
At night, such a place will not be quieter because of the nightfall, but will be a little more lively.
But now, the door of the café on the street outside the manor was closed—like the other shops in the neighborhood.
And the houses in the manor—to be precise, there was not a single bright light coming out of the whole of Wobs Manor. Although it was not completely dark, it was already time to light up.
In other respects, I dare not say that in terms of enjoyment, the nobility definitely does not belong to anyone. When night falls, there is no light, no matter how you look at it, it is not in line with the style of the aristocracy.
If they can accept the darkness so willingly and go to bed early, then it is better to stay away from the imperial capital and find a rural corner to stay, and at night those places are quieter and fresher than the imperial capital.
"It's not just that the manor is empty, it's also uninhabited." Trandon's brow furrowed into the word "Chuan".
He had imagined that when he came back, he would encounter the difficulties of those elders or some other more ruthless methods.
But Trandon didn't care, he was absolutely safe with a powerful demon butler, and coupled with the righteousness of the name, it was only a matter of time before he regained the position of the head of the Wobs family and took the Wobs family in his hands.
Moreover, that time will not be too long.
For these, Trandon has long planned and prepared.
But Trandon didn't expect that when he returned, he would not face the methods of those elders, but a manor that had lost its popularity and became like a haunted house.
After all calculations, Trandon did not expect such a situation.
What about the drama of taking the property from the hands of those stupid side branches? Why does the manor look like a haunted house that no one lives in, and this is not the same as promised!
"Go check what's going on." Su Mo said to Mrs. Lisi, and glanced at the Seven Sins again, "You follow and tell us the situation as soon as possible." ”
Lady Liz nodded, and the Seven Sins next to her separated a person and followed her.
The combat effectiveness of the Seven Sins is not strong, but the effect is relatively large. The seven bodies that could split and fuse at any time were a super advanced communicator for Su Mo.
Trandon and the others did not have such a concept, and Su Mo, who came from the earth, naturally brought the role of the Seven Sins into full play.
Two demons, a super thug, and a super communicator, for such a combination, Su Mo can be said to be quite satisfied.
Time passed slowly, and the Seven Sins next to him suddenly spoke: "The manor has been uninhabited since twenty days ago. ”
"Why?" Trandon asked.
"Still asking." Seven Sins said, pausing for a moment, "Because the Wobs family has died in the manor." ”
"What did you say?" Tlandon's eyes widened, "Someone from the Wobs family? How many people died in the estate. ”
A strange look appeared on the face of the Seven Sins, and he slowly spoke: "All of you, Young Master Trandon, now you don't have to worry about anyone preventing you from taking the position of the head of the family. For all the 'Wobs' died, in the space of three days, on that night twenty-three days ago, one after the other...... It's like a curse, it's like a plague spreading. ”
"Now, you're the only one left in the Wobs family, Master Trangdon."
Tlandon's mouth was slightly open, and the expression on his face was a little dull and stiff.
All the people of the Wobs family are dead?
The Wobs family is not a thriving family, but there are twenty or thirty people in the mess and some side branches that have the ability to rob the head of the family.
These people actually died in the manor one after another in three days?
Tranton looked at Su Mo, if it weren't for the fact that his demon butler had always been by his side, he wondered if it was this family that had come to the City of Thorns in advance to help him clear the way - with rather bloody means.
"How did they die and what was the cause of death? And why is it that the streets outside are so quiet. "Trandon threw out a bunch of questions.
"Don't worry, there is no shortage of people in the tavern who think they know everything." Seven Sins said confidently.
It seems that he and Mrs. Liz should be in some tavern for news. It should be easiest to inquire about such a place.
But soon, the confident expression on Seven Sins' face disappeared, and he said with a hint of strangeness: "Young Master Tlandon, it looks like I'm going to disappoint you. No one knows how they died......"
"The cause of death is unknown, there are no wounds on the body, uh--I heard that the coroner has also determined that he was not poisoned."
"So......" said Trandon.
"So, Wabbs Manor became a haunted house, a haunted manor, and even the people around it moved out in fear...... That's it. ”