Chapter 41: Isn't it a young master?

"Do you have to fight, can't you discuss?" Su Mo looked at Arnold, who didn't know when he came to the balcony, and asked.

"It's only been a few days, and if you don't fight, you won't have a chance." Arnold nodded, not hiding his battle maniac attributes in the slightest.

"Then delay it for a few more days." Su Mo said.

Arnold sneered: "Although I don't mind helping you with some things, but ...... Do you think I'll let you kill my food? โ€

"Actually, I can promise not to deal with Benson, you will eat him in a few days anyway, why bother myself." Su Mo said.

"Do you think I'm going to believe you?" Arnold said.

"Look at my normal eyes, don't I deserve your trust?" Su Mo expressed dissatisfaction.

"Poofโ€”"

Trandon, who was originally looking bitter next to him, couldn't help but laugh directly when he heard Su Mo's words.

Su Mo turned his head and glanced at this ignorant guy helplessly, shouldn't they be standing on the united front at this time? What's going on with such a blatant demolition? Can we still have fun together?

If Trandon knew Su Mo's thoughts, he would definitely reply to him without hesitation: "I learned this from you." โ€

"It's not worth it." Arnold is an honest man, no, an honest demon, of course there is one thing to say.

"Okay, let's change places then."

Su Mo walked directly to the balcony, turned his head to Trandon and said, "Young Master, Ben Sen will let it go first." โ€

"Yes." Trandon nodded.

Unbeknownst to Benson, Arnold's biggest threat was cleared, he didn't mind letting Benson enjoy the good life he was now for a few more days.

"I hope you can bring me a hearty fight." Arnold said to Su Mo.

"What I'm best at is actually disappointing." Su Mo said something that made Arnold a little inexplicable.

The two of them, who were still fighting side by side just now, quickly disappeared into the night.

"Demons are truly chaotic creatures."

Trandon muttered, handling his thumb slightly.

As for the outcome of this battle, Trandon is not worried. I don't know why, I've never seen myself as a housekeeper who really does it with people, but Trandon always thinks that this guy is very powerful.

If you think about it carefully, even if it wasn't strong enough, if it wasn't so cheap on weekdays, it would have been beaten to death a long time ago!

Things didn't turn out as Trandon had expected.

As the night deepened into the darkest hours before dawn, his demon butler returned to the manor.

Although he looked a little tired, he didn't see any injuries on his body.

"Now that I'm back, I'm going to rest too." Trandon said, standing up.

"By the way, young master, let's leave the imperial capital tomorrow." Su Mo said.

"Well, why?" Trandon was stunned for a moment, then turned around and asked.

"Of course, I'm going to find the old butler of the Wobs family, this old man should have a lot of things to say." Su Mo said.

Trandon was stunned for a moment before he reacted, and said in an unkind tone: "Prepare, we will set off early tomorrow morning." โ€

An old butler who has followed Wobs for two generations, doesn't he know anything about what is going on on that island?

Even if Tlandon's father didn't want Wilbur to get involved in the matter, how could the butler, as the right and left hand of the head of the family, not know any clues?

Now that I think about it, this old guy's departure from the imperial capital is probably not the work of the side branch of the Wobs family, but more than leaving the imperial capital, a place of right and wrong, to avoid being liquidated by others behind the island after the fall of Wobs.

"Old thing......" Trandon cursed through gritted teeth, and the respect he had had had vanished.

He didn't mind that Wilbur was wise enough to protect himself, but he didn't mind that Wilbur knew something and didn't tell him anything, so he might as well give him a hint, wouldn't he?

The next day, it was dark.

Two carriages left the imperial capital, one of which headed towards the remote edge of the imperial capital.

This time, it took nearly twenty days for Trandon and Su Mo to get back to the vicinity of the small village.

In addition to the fact that they were a little better off this time, they also received a lot of sniping on the way, from bounty hunters to bandits, so they almost sent out a regular army.

It can be seen that Tlandon, the last orphan of the Wobs family, is indeed not very well received, and the "enemy of the world" described in the fantasy novel is probably describing this situation.

This is also quite normal, judging from the wind and rain caused by Trandon's return to the imperial capital and Su Mo, the two masters and servants have been treated like ghosts.

If Su Mo was Henry XI and other nobles, he would also want to kill these two crazy people. The aristocracy and the royal family were the rulers of the British Empire and the defenders of all sorts of rules.

And the appearance and actions of Trandon are beginning to break these rules.

The struggle between the aristocracy, although it is always said that "feuds" and the like, are actually for profit. But Trandon doesn't care about any interests at all, and if he says that he wants to kill you, he will definitely kill you, regardless of the other party's compromise - oh, judging from the situation in the past few days, there is no intention of compromising and talking at all, it is a direct headshot, leaving no room for anything.

Such a behavior with no room for room is naturally not liked by everyone.

Although there is no clear evidence from these people, all the things that happened in the imperial capital these days must have been the work of Tlandon...... However, most of the time the aristocracy was not about evidence, but about strength, at least for the nobility of the British Empire.

"A bunch of idiots, can't you take it so quickly?"

More or less he could ask something from the mouths of those attackers, and at least affirmed a few objects of "revenge", and Trandon did not express much anger at the "raids" along the way, and was even a little happy.

Anyway, under Su Mo's protection, he didn't need to worry about his own safety.

It is also thanks to the low level of science and technology in this world, and the development of a terrible weapon of mass destruction such as a sniper rifle, otherwise at this time Trandon's head would have blossomed.

Long-range assassination, whether it is the distance of crossbow arrows or bows and arrows, cannot escape Su Mo's keen observation.

And melee combat, unless a real ironclad army is sent to attack, can make Su Mo have no spare strength to protect Transon.

In such an uneventful journey, Su Mo and Trandon also came to the original small village. As for the coachman...... As early as the first attack, Su Mo let him leave first.

The small village was quiet and peaceful as always.

The undercurrent of the imperial capital is far from reaching this remote village far from the hustle and bustle.

It was Su Mo who drove the carriage and attracted the attention of many villagers.

But these people were also quite honest, and no one showed up to ask questions, allowing the carriage to pass slowly on the uneven roads of the village.

"Huh?"

Approaching Wilbur's house that stood out from the crowd in the village, Su Mo let out a surprised sound.

"What's wrong?" Trandon's voice came from the carriage.

"Someone's coming." Su Mo opened the carriage door.

When Tranton got out of the car, he saw a car parked outside Wilbur's house no less ornate than the one in which he was riding.

"Go, don't let him die." Tlandon's face suddenly became quite ugly, and he commanded sharply.

"Okay, young master." Su Mo jumped up, jumped directly over the not-so-high wall, and jumped into the small courtyard, and after a while, a sound sounded inside-probably the sound of the door being kicked open by Su Mo.

Trandon frowned and stood by the carriage waiting.

"Bang!"

After a while, there was another sound, and a black figure directly smashed through the door of the small courtyard and flew out, adjusting its body shape in mid-air, leaning forward, opening its feet and bending slightly, leaving an obvious mark on the ground before unloading the retreating power.

"Huh?"

Tlandon's face changed, the person who flew out turned out to be none other than his demon butler, Sebastian!

The man who rode in this carriage could actually repel his demon butler!

"This time I really met Li Kui, young master." Su Mo turned his head to look at Trandon and said something that he couldn't understand.

"But it's actually a female Li Kui." After saying that, Su Mo suddenly laughed, which made Trandon even more confused.

In the end, it can only be attributed to the fact that the world of demons is different from ordinary humans.

Before Trandon could properly understand Su Mo's words, the wooden door of the small courtyard that was knocked open and fell to the ground was trampled on.

The black high heels crushed the ground a few times, crushing the wood under his feet into sawdust, and Trandon's cheeks twitched when he saw it, and he couldn't help but take two steps back.

The owner of the high heels is a woman with black hair, a delicate face and a pair of red eyes that charm all beings, and she is also dressed as a housekeeper similar to Su Mo, with white gloves on her hands.

The woman glanced at Trandon next to her, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a smile of unknown meaning.

Seeing this smile, Trandon suddenly fell into a trance, the housekeeper has not appeared in the history of the British Empire.

But with this in front of him, Trandon could swear, this is the second butler he has ever seen that is most unlike a butler, and this woman gives people the impression that she is clearly a "woman-king", not a butler.

Well, the first one that is the least like is Su Mo.

Glancing at Trandon, the woman looked at Su Mo and said, "So, can you let go of my young lady now?" โ€

"I read a lot, don't lie to me, isn't it a young master?" Su Mo smiled and waved his right hand violently, and an exclamation sounded in the small courtyard.

A small figure flew out directly and landed beside Su Mo, but it was a loli with a double ponytail, also like Tlandon, with one eye covered by an eye patch, and wearing a dress full of gothic-style loli.

Uh--or maybe it's Shota?