Chapter Forty-Six: Fellow Townsman Meets Fellow Fellow?
In Su Mo's heart, after 10,000 grass and mud horses collapsed, two more dogs came running and began to do some embarrassing things.
To sum up, it is a sentence of "Nima, it's really a dog!" β
The group of people in front of him, Su Mo is not only not unfamiliar, but quite familiar - this group of guys is a group of earthlings at all!
And it was only ten young men who were sixteen or seventeen years old.
This is the rhythm of a fellow seeing a fellow at all! Of course, Su Mo couldn't just be "old with tears in his eyes", he just stood silently behind Tlandon, looking at this group of people with interest.
Will these guys be demons?
If it was just Charles's second-class little Lori who mistook these people for demons, Su Mozhi wouldn't have felt strange. After all, these people, like demons, also come from another world, and they are all intelligent creatures from another world anyway.
But Charles has the demon Sebastian by his side. Will she mistake these people for demons?
Su Mo felt that it was impossible for Sebas's IQ to be so low.
In this way, there is something special about these people.
Su Mo silently played the role of the background board, thinking and observing without saying a word.
Trandon had to speak, of course, he was not interested in paying attention to the yellow-haired man's provocation, but just looked at Sebas and asked, "What about their master?" β
"They're all here, but they're in a similar situation to yours." Sebas looked at Su Mo and said.
"What do you mean?" Trandon was stunned for a moment.
"That is, the master's restraint on them is very small, very small. They can move freely and freely, and can even be described as unfettered. Sebas said.
"That's because we're superior demons."
A man with eyes pushed his glasses, it was obvious that this guy was playing the role of a wise man in this team, he looked at Su Mo and asked, "Are you also a high-ranking demon?" β
"Today's young people, when they are panicked, their faces are not red and they are not panting, and the world is getting worse and the people's hearts are not ancient!" Su Mo couldn't help but think of the people back then...... Well, not much worse.
I think that the ancients would not lie, people with low IQ are easy to deceive, and they are people with low IQ who are easy to deceive, as a man who has walked a long distance along the timeline, Su Mo is very confident to say such things.
Facing Brother Glasses' question, Su Mo just shook his head and didn't say anything, he wasn't going to reveal his identity now.
"Hmm." The man with glasses got the information he wanted, turned to Sebas and said, "Lord Butler, these two should be our allies, can you take the liberty of asking about their identities?" β
"Trandon Worms, the Marquis, and his butlerβ" Sebas's introduction was concise and to the point, but when he spoke of Su Mo, he suddenly got stuck.
It suddenly occurred to her that until now, she didn't know what the demon's pseudonym was in this world, and this guy seemed to have avoided this topic these days.
"Sebastian Gamoud." Trandon duly spoke, "Much like yours." β
"......" Sebas glanced at Su Mo with strange eyes.
Su Mo nodded calmly, he didn't even have this psychological quality, and he was pretending to be a fart.
"This guy is really Sebas? But the color of the eyes and the appearance of the "demons" on the other side, one of them muttered half a sentence quite quietly before being stopped by the glasses brother who suddenly turned his head with a rather stern look.
"Anyway, don't use your eyes when you're making such obvious movements, okay, just open your mouth." Trandon, Su Mo and Sebas said in their hearts at the same time.
The so-called eye contact is to conceal, and this head turning movement is so large, it is better to stop it directly.
The man was glared at by the glasses brother, and closed his mouth in a sneer, with a little anger on his face.
"It turned out to be the Marquis." Brother Glasses made a nondescript salute towards Trandon, and although he was addressed as an adult, he did not have any respectful tone.
Fortunately, under Su Mo's help (transfer) and assistant (teaching), Trandon has become a true and strong man who doesn't care about these worldly and false etiquette, and he doesn't care about such a trivial matter at all.
Resting on the other nobles in the imperial capital, maybe they will take out their white gloves and still have them on Brother Glasses' face, and then let their guards duel with Brother Glasses.
"Alright."
Sebas spoke, attracting attention, "Young Master Trandon has brought us a very important piece of information, that is, the target we are looking for is likely to be in the imperial capital. β
"Are we going to the imperial capital?" Brother glasses said.
"Yes." Sebas nodded, "Prepare, we'll leave tomorrow." β
No one refuted Sebas's opinion, on the one hand, it would definitely not be a problem for the aura of this royal sister queen to suppress this group of young people. On the other hand, judging from the excited expressions on the faces of these people, they should be very eager to go to the imperial capital.
After a few more casual conversations, the men left the living room.
Sebas stayed, and after a while, Charles, who had rested for a while, also walked in, and said to Trandon in a somewhat arrogant tone, "How is it, my Demon Knights are good, right?" β
Trandon opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.
These people don't feel like demons to him, but if they are, no matter how bad they look, they are absolutely dangerous creatures. Not to mention that there are ten more, and in terms of combat power alone, the Demon Knights of the Charr are very good.
Moreover, a group of half-grown children, even if there is a glasses brother mixed in to play the role of a wise man, it is quite easy to control.
All things considered, Charles's remark is not entirely bragging.
"It should be pretty good." Trandon nodded and said, he didn't think that the combat power of these demons would be powerful, but he could make up for it in numbers, "These demons ...... Has it been around for a long time? β
"I picked it up a month ago." Charles was as easy as saying that he had picked up some cat or dog on the side of the road.
"It's so easy to pick it up." The corners of Trandon's mouth twitched.
In order to have more allies, he worked hard to come up with a Seven Sins - the combat effectiveness is not good. Seven people combined are not enough for Su Mo and Arnold to fight. The Charles in front of him casually picked up a full ten demons, and his luck was really against the sky.
Trandon thought so, but Su Mo didn't think Charles's luck was good.
It's just a bunch of kids, even though they may have demonic powers, they're just kids with demonic powers. Even if a child picks up a sledgehammer, he does not have the strength and skill to use the sledgehammer perfectly, and he needs to exercise it slowly the day after tomorrow.
The kind of person who can fight very well from birth, only gourd baby.
"They need to train a little." Su Mo's eyes narrowed, and a cold light flashed.
"Huh?" Sebas turned his head sharply and looked at Su Mo.
Charles and Trandon shook their bodies, and at that moment, they felt an inexplicable chill permeate their hearts.
"What do you want to do?" Sebas was much more direct and asked.
"I think the time to return to the imperial capital can be postponed." Su Mo turned his head and said to Sebas.
"Why?" Sebas wondered why this guy would say such a thing.
"Those demons are so weak that they are no different from the flowers in a greenhouse." Su Mo said, "These guys, even if they return to the imperial capital, they can't bring us any help. β
"Even if they're weak, they're demons, aren't they?" Sebas asked rhetorically.
"Not every demon is worthy of being feared." Su Mo said.
"And what are you going to do?" Sebas said.
"Postpone the time to return to the imperial capital, give me a little time, train them a little, at least let them show some strength, don't hold back. Anyway, it's been a month, haven't you made such a plan? Su Mo looked at Sebas and asked.
Sebas shook her head, speaking of which, as a housekeeper, she was actually quite busy. And she is just a demon, not a traverser, and she never thought that these youth-looking "little devils" should have another identity.
"Then let me do it." Su Mo said, looking at Charles again, "Miss Charles, you don't mind if you lend us a little space, right?" β
"You can increase the strength of the Demon Knights, of course." Charles nodded.
As for Tlandon, of course he wouldn't stop Su Mo, in fact, he never seemed to stop Su Mo from doing anything.
After sending someone to contact Madame Lis, and making some explanations, Trandon planned to settle down in this castle-like place. Speaking of which, he was also a little curious about how Su Mo would train these demons.
That night, in the middle of the night, when everyone was asleep, an irrepressible muffled snort suddenly sounded in the castle.
Su Mo slowly pulled the knife out of his palmβnot his palm, of course, but from the palm in front of him, looking at the wound that healed quickly.
"It's no different from Arnold." Su Mo said secretly, and stabbed the knife into the chest of the person in front of him.
This is an ordinary room, Su Mo stood next to the wall, holding a dinner knife in one hand, and stretched out the other hand, holding down the yellow-haired face in front of him, and completely fixed it on the wall.
The yellow hair wanted to scream because of the pain of his palm being pierced by a dinner knife, but he could only make some muffled sounds. Su Mo's thumb was pressed against his chin, making it impossible for his mouth to even open a slit.
After stabbing a few times, it was confirmed that this guy was indeed a demon like Arnold and them physically, Su Mo let go of his left hand, looked at the yellow hair in front of him and said, "I have something I want to ask you." β
Yellow fur clutched his chest, his face terrified, and although the wound had healed, the pain made him feel like he was still pierced by a sharp knife.