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"Die, die, the people of the Mandala family are not good things. ”

"It's all your fault that you cry and think that someone will sympathize with you, and you are to blame. “”

"Don't kill me, don't kill me, it's not my fault, I don't know anything. ”

Rumbling, a bloody round thing rolled over, it was the head of the Great Bo Sanman, his face was full of anger and unwillingness, and his eyes full of resentment had already looked over.

Ah!! screams of fear rang out, and in the dimly lit dungeon, a teenager was awakened by a nightmare.

"What are you arguing about, dead fat man, believe it or not I tore your mouth. A big man said a little irritablely, he was woken up, and almost thought that someone had come to rob the prison.

"I'm sorry, the child is ignorant and arguing with you. "A noble lady in her thirties, who knew at a glance that she was very well maintained, hugged the obese boy tightly in her arms.

"This son is seventeen or eighteen years old, and he still has a child, and the lord's wife spoils the child so much, no wonder Young Master Jin Man would do that kind of thing. Dahan said with some disgust.

"I have only two children, one who died in the hunt of the undead, and the other is Deman, and they are both good children who are familiar with aristocratic etiquette. That bastard isn't my son, only that kind of mean woman would give birth to such a freak. "The former titular mistress of the Mandala family, the decent baroness, looked at the young man in another dungeon with disgust.

When the other people in the dungeon heard this, they also looked at Jinman with disgust and anger, if it weren't for this thing, they wouldn't have come to this point.

Jinman's body trembled for a moment, and then he shouted with a resolute face, "It's not my fault, it's all Sanman's fault, he ordered me to do it, I just listened to his orders." ”

"You lie, my husband is not that kind of person, this is slander, I have long seen that you are not a good thing, your sister is a freak, your mother is a freak, you filthy bastard. Another woman angrily scolded that it was Sanman's wife.

"Die, you bastard. ”

"If you dare to frame someone else, you must have been deceived by that woman and gave birth to two mongrels who plagued the family. The collateral relatives who were held in the dungeon also shouted.

"No, it's him, he secretly ordered me, you don't know. Kingman continued to stubbornly yell.

Although the Mandala family was breached, it was not bloodbathed, and most of the dead were rebellious diehards, while the old, weak, sick and disabled were all locked up here, guarded by the Flame Mercenary Regiment and some defective guards, waiting for what to do next.

"It's noisy, shut up for me, even the sect master dares to betray, and put the noble Miss Christie's family under house arrest, even if you are exterminated, it's a normal thing, and what responsibility do you shirk, it's not that I will be slaughtered one by one. Dahan pulled out his weapon and said coldly.

After Dahan finished speaking, the dungeon immediately fell silent, and all the people of the Mandala family were trembling.

"York, I know that several of my friends have died in the Valley of the Devil's Clouds, and I'm in a bad mood. But give me a face, don't embarrass them. ”

Another man said at this time that he was a defective guard, although he hated what the Mandala family did, but after all, he had done things for the Mandala family, so he was a little unsightly.

Hearing this, the big man snorted coldly and sat back down.

"Kid, don't be scared. The lord's wife said to the fat boy in her arms.

"Mother, I'm fine, I've grown up, I'm not a child anymore, I won't be scared so easily. The young man comforted the lord's wife.

"Mother, will we be locked up here forever?" said the fat boy, glancing around the concealment.

He didn't understand why the family had become like this after just one day's work. He didn't care about the family's affairs, and although his father and brother died, his kind uncles and uncles took the initiative to share the family's affairs.

His life was very simple, every morning when he got up, the maid would bring warm porridge with meat and eggs, but the taste was a little lighter. But his mother wouldn't let him eat something as greasy as steak and suckling pig in the morning.

After breakfast, he would read some of the latest knightly novels, and then fiddle with some interesting magical gadgets bought from Dawn, and some would make their own little things, and as for going out, he didn't like to go out.

What Demon Cloud Valley defense line, what undead are like existences in knight novels to him, Miss Christie, he knows, it is a very beautiful young lady, although his mother has always asked him to be closer to her, but he does not dare.

He really couldn't figure out why Uncle Sanman had put Miss Christie under house arrest, and we didn't get along very well together.

"Don't worry, my child, Miss Christie is so kind, she will definitely let us go. The lord's wife said to her child.

"You are Deman, one of the second sons of the former baron. While the two were talking, outside the dungeon, a maid with two ponytails appeared.

"You are Miss White Lotus, Miss White Lotus, I am the Baron's original wife, Deman's mother, you can find me if there is anything. "The lord's wife is like a hen with her baby behind her.

"I'm just a maid, and I can't afford to be called Miss, and Miss Christie, the daughter of Viscount Rose, doesn't want to see you, so please get out of the way. Bai He said coldly, Bai He naturally didn't have a good impression of the Mandala family who put his sister under house arrest.

"My child, you must remember the etiquette I have taught you, don't talk nonsense, and don't annoy Miss Christie. Seeing Bai He's expression, the lord's wife had no choice but to ask her child seriously.

"I see, Mother. The fat teenager nodded his double chin seriously.

Walking out of the dungeon, Deman followed Bai He cautiously, and finally came to the hall where his father and uncle often met in his memory.

And on the seat in the center of the hall, there was a girl with short hair in a brown shawl, and a man with black hair and black eyes was leaning behind the girl's chair, and although the girl frowned slightly, she still did not refuse.

"Miss Christie, it's an honor to meet you, and may you always be as bright as the moonlight. Deman twisted his fat body and fell to his knees.

According to ordinary aristocratic etiquette, he only needed to bow like him, but now, as a descendant of the rebel family, Deman still chose to kneel. This is a requirement of etiquette, and both the etiquette teacher and his mother have asked him.

He did his best in every movement, which was indeed not easy for his fat body.

"And me, don't you have anything to say?" and just then, the dark-haired man standing behind Miss Christie suddenly spoke.

"This ・・・・・ lord, I am also honored to meet you, your smile is as enchanting as a spring breeze. De Man's voice paused, and finally said.

"Correct, I'm not a nobleman, just a commoner, so the name of Lord is not suitable for me, change it. Char said with a smile.

"This ・・・・・. Deman's mouth opened, but he didn't know what to say.

Civilians, what kind of etiquette and salutation do commoners need, don't commoners kneel down and shout out to the young master when they see themselves? And as long as he does not call the other party a pariah, it is considered merciful, and if he returns a smile, it is a great generosity and charity, this is the common sense that his mother and etiquette teacher told him.

But now he obviously would never dare to do so, because the so-called "commoner" was standing behind the honorable Miss Christie, which was not at all etiquette, but he had to praise the commoner.

And he couldn't think of a word of praise for a moment or a half, which made some small beads of sweat rise on Deman's forehead, for his mother had told him not to make Miss Christie angry, or the family's woes would continue.

"Okay, let's skip this question, and then I'll ask you some questions, and you answer honestly, is there a problem?" Char said with a restrained smile.

"No problem. Deman hurriedly said.

"Okay, first question, have you ever cultivated Dou Qi?"

"No・・・・・ not. Deman hesitated for a moment before he spoke.

"Have you helped the family with things?" Char continued.

"No・・・・・ no. Deman shook his head again.

Char's brow furrowed, and he suddenly asked again. "Are you familiar with Yorktown?"

"I'm ・・・・・ unfamiliar. Deman's mouth opened, looking at Char's frowning brow, Deman was a little scared, he felt that his answer might displease the other party, but he didn't dare to lie.

"And what will you do?"

"I'll ・・・・・・ I'll ・・・・・. De Man was tempted to say that he knew a lot of fun magic gadgets, but he didn't dare, because the rest of the family said that he was not doing his job, and this answer would not be satisfactory to the other party.

"I've read a lot of novels, and I can write them, and the book merchant in Dawn City said that if I work a little harder, I can publish a novel, is this okay?" said Deman cautiously.

"You can't do that, because writing a novel is a dead end. Char shook his head earnestly, but then laughed again.

"But I'm satisfied with your answer, boy, are you interested in becoming a hereditary baron?"