Chapter 20: It's Not the Same as Promised!
Darcy Noyce, son of Wilbur Noyce, hereditary nobleman.
The hereditary aristocracy here sounds very powerful, but in fact, it is also necessary to divide people. A hereditary nobleman like Trandon is really powerful, and the son inherits everything such as his father's title and fiefdom, and the level will not fall, and it belongs to the iron rice bowl that can no longer be iron.
On the other hand, the hereditary nobility is descended by a title after the son inherits, and after a few generations he becomes a commoner. Such aristocrats usually come from the struggle of commoners, and it takes several generations of hard work to become hereditary nobles like the Wobs family.
The hereditary aristocracy of Wilbur Noyce is a little different from these two. The difference is that the Neuss are only honorary nobles, not real nobles.
What is an honorary nobleman, that is, without a fief, you are not allowed to establish your own escort army. However, there is no need to pay taxes and perform hard labor, and other than that, there is no real benefit, and there is no difference from ordinary civilians.
It's nothing more than a nice name, and it looks superior to civilians.
If you meet a real nobleman, even an honorary earl is cautious when he sees a real viscount.
Such an honorary aristocracy is usually used as a reward for those outstanding domestic servants in the great noble families.
For example, the honorary viscount of Wilbur Noyce came from the reward of the Wobs family. Wilbur's father was also the steward of the Wobs family, and Wilbur not only inherited the title, but also inherited his father's position as the steward of the Wobs family.
It sounds like a humiliating history of being a slave of the times, but in fact, the status of a housekeeper in this family is quite high.
The housekeeper can even be said to be the second-in-command under the head of the house, and many things are handled by the housekeeper. The housekeepers of those big nobles have full confidence in the face of the heads of small nobles, because he represents the entire family.
Wilbur has been a butler for two generations, first taking over from his father, serving Trandon's grandfather, and later Trandon's father.
Before the mysterious death of Trandon's father, Wilbur was already relatively old, and Trandon's father was preparing to let the old butler of the Wobs family live out his old age in peace.
Unexpectedly, before this matter was done, Tlandon's parents died mysteriously. During that difficult time, many things for the Wabbs family, including that funeral, were presided over by Wilbur.
Shortly after the funeral, Trandon was taken captive and taken to the island. I didn't come back until now, and it took more than half a year during that time.
"You're Wilbur's son?" Trandon looked at Darcy with a frown, as if trying to see the shadow of Wilbur in his chubby face.
"That's right, my name is Darcy Noyce, and I'm a hereditary nobleman." Darcy nodded, "My father is the butler of the Wobs family. โ
Trandon looked at Darcy and didn't speak.
As the steward of the Wobs family, Wilbur is still the kind of old butler, and no matter what, there is no problem in taking care of future generations.
As long as his heirs are not the kind of super losers, as long as the Wobs family is dissatisfied, it is certain that the Bonois family will continue smoothly.
If Darcy was really Wilbur's son, how could he have run away to such a place and become a little thief?
Could it be that the Wabbs family has fallen?
As a nobleman, of course, Trenton is not just a child who has been cared for, he has been around his father since he was a child, and he knows a little bit of other things.
For example, Wilbur had a son who was not very successful, but not out of line, and Wilbur begged Tlandon's father to help him find a decent job.
Of course, as for what exactly Wilbur's son was like and what he looked like, it was not clear to Trandon.
Therefore, Trandon is still wondering if this Darcy is impersonating, after all, this result is more acceptable than the fall of the Wobs family.
"Since your father is the steward of the Wobs family, how can you become a bandit?" Trandon asked in an unkind tone.
The son of the housekeeper of the Wobs family is a bandit, and the spread of this matter will be a serious blow to the reputation of the Wobs family.
"Before, the former butler, not anymore." Darcy said, "My father was kicked out of the Wobs by a bunch of bastards! โ
"Oh?"
Trandon said with an interested expression, "Tell me more about it." โ
"Okay, okay." Darcy breathed a sigh of relief, and it seemed that his life had been saved.
The thing about Wilbur is very simple to say.
The head of the family is dead, the only heir is missing, and although the Wobs family is still there, it can't stop some people with ulterior motives...... Side branches of those families.
The surnames of those side branches were also Wobs, and according to the laws of the Empire, if the sole heir of Trandon did not appear within a year, he would inherit the throne of the head of the family. According to the blood relationship, one person will be selected from these people to continue the Wobs family.
And Trandon has been missing for half a year, nearly a year, and those side branches naturally won't wait until a year has passed, and have begun to meddle in the affairs of the Wabbs family and those industries some time ago.
Although Wilbur is a butler, he is only a butler, and he has to salute and salute some people when he meets them.
It's like a professional manager, who seems to have a lot of power, but is only a manager, without the support of major shareholders, and has no way to meet the pressure of other shareholders.
As a result, Wilbur, the old butler, was driven out of the imperial capital by those people and rushed to such a remote and small place.
As for the side branches, they are basically starting to enjoy what the Wobs family left behind.
Basically, this is a very common story where the family starts fighting for the inheritance after the death of "Daddy".
Wilbur's role in it is to be loyal to the Lord, wanting to maintain the old master's inheritance, waiting for the little master to return and inherit, but he can't withstand the tragic characters of a group of blood-sucking relatives who end up miserable.
Of course, according to the general urine nature, when such a tragic character is about to burp, the little master will come back, and then take back everything that belongs to him with his last wish.
"Sebas, how much do you think he said is true?" Trandon looked at Su Mo and asked.
"When you see that Wilbur, you know it's true or not." Su Mo said, looking at Darcy.
"Of course, I can take you to my father." Darcy swore by it.
This matter is a private matter of the Wobs family, and it is not a very nice family scandal, and Trandon is not willing to let others get involved.
After letting Darcy show the way, the group divided into two routes, Su Mo and Tlandon, and followed Darcy to meet Wilbur.
While the others went to settle down in a nearby town, they took care of some necessary things first, so that Trandon could return to the imperial capital as quickly as possible. With Lady Lise's mind and Arnold's force, I'm sure they'll be able to accomplish it soonโbefore the mastermind knows what's going on on the island.
returned to the imperial capital, and Trandon, who appeared in everyone's sight, officially returned to the stage before he could start his grand revenge drama.
Until then, Trandon was just a missing kid who would die in any corner of the world and no one would pay attention.
"My father is here."
After half a day, the three of them had come to the small village that Darcy was talking about, and Darcy pointed to one of the houses that was quite luxurious and incompatible with this small village.
Trandon looked at Su Mo, Su Mo looked at Trandon, and a thought rose in their hearts at the same time: "This is different from what was said!" โ
In the minds of the two of them, Wilbur, who had been driven to this remote place, should have lived in misery, unclothed in a small house that leaked everywhere, moaning in pain, barely holding on to his breath.
What's going on with this house with a small yard!
Su Mo, who was hearing amazingly, even heard a faint laugh from inside-uh, the laughter that belonged to a woman, it was still a very good laugh, and when she heard it, she knew that it was not something that a serious person could make.
"Are you sure this is it?" Trandon looked at Darcy.
"I'm sure." Darcy nodded, and shouted directly at the top of his throat, "Daddy, Daddy!" I'm back, open the door! โ
The shouts of the middle-aged aunt next door aroused the idea of the nearby "neighbors", but after seeing that it was Darcy's huge body, he immediately closed the doors and windows.
It's like some kind of flood beast out there - in fact, it's pretty much the same, what kind of good thing can a bandit be?
Robbing the rich and helping the poor? Thinking too much, being rich means being strong, and how can a strong person be provoked by some unpopular bandits?
The laughter in the house stopped, the window on the second floor was pushed open suddenly, and before the head poked out, a heart-filled scolding voice came out: "Mom--little rabbit cub still dare to come back, look at Lao Tzu, I won't kill you!" โ
Then, a long flintlock pistol came out of the window, and an old man with sparse gray hair pointed it at Darcy with a flintlock pistol - well, there was basically no need to aim, because Darcy's target was very obvious.
"Daddy, you must help me this time, or I'll die!"
Darcy shrank and shrank directly behind Su Mo, even though most of it was still exposed.
"Huh?" Weber upstairs was stunned for a moment, and the people downstairs ......
Before Wilbur could see if the familiar young man downstairs was Trenton or not, he saw his huge son flying up in the air and flying towards him.
Wilbur put away his flintlock pistol and took two steps back, only to see a large body stuck in the window, a pained expression on his face.
"Let's go, young master, let's go visit the former butler." Su Mo clapped his hands.