Chapter 43 Is there any moving expenses?
"Other demons...... Sebas whispered meaningfully, looking at Charles.
Charles nodded.
Sebas walked up to Trandon and said, "Little master, are you interested in cooperating with us?" β
"Cooperation?" Trandon was stunned for a moment, he had just lost Arnold's big help, but he didn't expect another demon to send him and want to cooperate?
"That's right, cooperation, let's find out the truth behind everything together." Sebas said.
Trandon frowned, "All the things? β
"Yes, everything." Charles said, "I'm going to finish everything. β
Trandon and Su Mo glanced at each other.
Trandon originally thought that he was carrying a deep blood feud, which was already bitter enough. I didn't expect the little girl in front of me who looked similar to herself to be burdened with a deeper darkness than she wanted?
What she has to do seems to be much more difficult than herself.
"Cooperation, then cooperation." Trandon spoke.
"Wow, young master, you're so casual, anyway, you know something besides knowing that she's a demon and she's a real Lori, so you know that you want to cooperate! Young master, as a housekeeper, I have to remind you, your behavior of kneeling and licking when you see little Lori's cuteness is too hanging, what about the dignity and bearing of the nobles? Su Mo was heartbroken.
What about the ruthless little young master who "kills him" at every turn? How did you meet a cute little Lori and instantly coaxed the bag?
You are not the king of soldiers who kills people without blinking an eye in urban novels and crawls out of the sea of corpses and blood.
To sum it up, it's just one sentence: "You let me down." β
"......" Trandon was speechless for a while, why is someone else's butler who can fight like Arnold, or who is so obedient like Seven Sins, and who is like the queen in front of him.
And that's how your own housekeeper is?!
Although they all completed the things they explained perfectly, the mouth ...... Trandon figured that when he had sewn that mouth on, this guy might be a perfect butler.
Sebas next to him also looked at Su Mo, and it seemed that he could learn from this mode of getting along.
"You can't learn from him, it's an order." However, little Lolita seemed to be very prescient and said directly to Sebas.
Sebas had a slightly disappointed look on his face, but he still owed and said, "As you wish, my master." β
"If I give the same order, will it work?" Trandon looked at Su Mo.
Su Mo turned his head and pretended not to hear his words.
"It's a bastard, I shouldn't have had any hope." Trandon said.
"Okay, young master, now is not the time to dwell on such trivial matters, don't forget our purpose." Su Mo said.
"By the way, nothing happened to Wilbur, did he?" Trandon remembered his true purpose for crossing most of the empire to this small village in the middle of nowhere.
"It's okay, we're just looking for him, there's something we want to ask. Unexpectedly, the old man just lay on the ground, and I didn't do anything at all. Sebas said.
"That's good." Trandon stood up.
"Miss, we can wait in the carriage for a while." Sebas offered to suggest to the Charles.
"Okay, but you'll tell me what you know later." Charles said to Trandon.
"Yes, if we can really cooperate." Trandon said that he finally did not become the "second generation of nobles" who was carried away by Xiao Lori in Su Mo's mind.
"Young master, you came to save me, thank you so much."
Hearing the sound of familiar footsteps, Wilbur suddenly got out from under the bed, and did not look half-dead at all.
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Trandon's face was not good-looking, and he walked over to his chair and sat down, "Tell me everything you know." β
"Young Master, since you're all back here." "That means you already know pretty much what I know, and I can't help you much." β
"So there's something you can do to help me?" Trandon was keenly aware of the meaning of Wilbur's words.
Weber was stunned for a moment, and then said with a wry smile: "The young master is still so smart, I can tell you everything I know, but please let me go, an old man who is about to die, young master." β
ββ¦β¦ Are you really an old man who is dying? Trandon muttered.
"It's only twenty or thirty years to live, young master." Wilbur said.
"Alright, alright." Trandon hurriedly interrupted the old fellow, "You tell me everything you know, and I'll leave at once, and I won't worry about anything else." β
"I knew that the kind young master would forgive me, a poor old man who just wanted to spend his old age in peace." Weber immediately complimented, and then returned to his serious expression, "Young Master, what do you want to know?" β
Fortunately, after Su Mo's training, Trandon has a little adaptability to such a sudden painting style: "What do you know about that island. β
"The master didn't let me participate, but there are some things that have passed through my hands, and I still know something." "In addition to the Lord, there are also Marquis Monroe and another force involved in that island. β
"The Marquis of Monroe is dead." Trandon said.
"Dead? Young master, you ......" Weber was stunned for a moment.
"It's not me, but it's pretty much the same, even if he doesn't die, he'll die at my hands." "The other force I want to know about, it's deeply hidden, and it's the most important one. β
"Hmm......" Wilbur nodded, "I don't know if that force, the lord knows." But I know that at least the marquis or duke's family is involved, and I'm pretty sure of that. β
"So, there are twenty-one targets?" Trandon said.
In the entire British Empire, three dukes, twenty marquises, minus the Marquis of Monroe and the Wabbs family, there are twenty-one left.
"Young Master, have you forgotten something?" Wilbur said.
"You mean, the royal family?" Trandon stood up suddenly.
"No, no, I didn't say royal." Wilbur waved his hand again and again, "Young Master, I really don't know who the third-party force is, and it's not impossible to say that it's the royal family." However, in comparison, the suspicion of the royal family is the lowest, after all, I think if it is the royal family, there is no need to be so secretive. β
"You can't say that, you haven't been to that island, you don't know, it's a hell on earth." "If it were known, I don't think the royal family would be able to sit on the throne." β
"Young Master, you disappeared because you were ......," said Wilbur as if he suddenly understood something.
"Don't you know?" Trandon asked.
Webber shook his head with a serious expression: "I really don't know about this matter, I thought it was after the death of the master, those people began to cleanse ...... Coupled with the fact that those idiots still wanted to compete for the family property, I simply took this opportunity to escape from that place of right and wrong. β
ββ¦β¦ Sure enough, I knew how you old guy couldn't fight those idiots. Trandon said.
"Don't say that, if you're really hard-hearted, a small 'former butler' in the imperial capital is not much different from a commoner." Wilbur said with some trepidation.
"Is there anything else, you know?" Trandon asked.
"The manor has a basement, I've been in it a few times, and I think there should be a secret room in it." "If there's anything left behind," said Wilbur, "it should be in it." β
"Underground secret room and dark room?" Trandon was stunned for a moment.
On the night he learned the truth, he didn't think about where his father had left some important clues or other things in the manor.
However, he searched all the bedrooms and the study and storage room, but found nothing.
Unexpectedly, the dark room is actually in the basement, speaking of which the basement is actually relatively hidden, it is half a dark room itself, who would have thought that there is a dark room inside?
"Well, young master, haven't you seen the manor plan...... Only that place can hide another dark room. Wilbur said.
"I haven't seen it." Growing up in the manor, Trandon thought he was very familiar with the manor, and of course he wouldn't be bored to read any plans, "Also, what do you mean when you say that only that place can hide another dark room?" β
"There wasn't enough space in the other locations, and I was a little involved in some of them when it was renovated." Wilbur said.
"Is it just because of the lack of space......" Trandon felt a pain in his eyes, and thought it was such a tall reverse thinking as "dark under the lamp".
"I'll take a good look when I get back, what about you?" Trandon stood up, meaning that the conversation was coming to an end.
"I'll find another place." Weber smiled and said, "This time, young master, you won't find me again." β
"I won't come to you again, I hope you can have a better time in the next twenty or thirty years." Trandon said.
"Young Master, please go slowly." Wilbur straightened his clothes and made a perfect, impeccable salute toward Transdon.
"Good-bye, my dear old butler."
Trandon returned the salute.
He understood that this was the last time he would see the old butler who had served the Wobs family for many years. This treacherousβno, it's a clever old fellow who will never show up again and get caught up in the maelstrom of the imperial capital.
With some embarrassment and a little inexplicable sorrow, Trandon walked to the door.
"Wait, young master, I have one more thing to say." "Believe it or not, I deliberately didn't tell you these things because I didn't want you to become a vengeful demon, and I think if you don't take the initiative to provoke something, Sebas, the butler, should be able to protect you." β
Trandon paused, smiled, and said, "Well, I trust you. β
"So, young master, can you fund me a little for my moving expenses?"
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"Get out!"
Outside, Sebas and Charles heard a deafening roar coming from inside the house, which seemed to have the effect of toppling the roof.