Wilber looked at his son stuck in the middle of the window, blinked twice in a row, then dropped his flintlock and patted himself on the cheek, as if he could not accept this reality.

As the housekeeper of the Wabs family, Wilber is well-informed, but just now he saw a scene that he could not accept.

He saw Dalsey hid behind the young man, trying to avoid his gun - although he failed due to his body shape.

Then, Wilber saw the slender young man leaning slightly, stretching his hand back, and grabbing Dalsey's clothes.

There were not many violent movements in my body, but the slightly sideways returned to normal.

And with the wave of the hand that grabbed Dalsey, Dalsey's huge body, which could not move, flew up like a cannonball, and got stuck in the window in front of Wilber.

If Welber hadn't reacted quickly enough, he would have put the gun away in time, and his gun had not been stabbed into his son's deformed and wide mouth.

Seeing his son's huge body stuck in the window, his face was deformed in pain, Wilber said it was impossible not to feel sorry for him.

Although this son was not good, his actual performance was much worse than the rumors outside. But after all, he was his own son, and Welber took out the gun and just scared him.

Wilber walked up and tried to pull Dalsey, trying to pull him out of the window.

What was received was Darcy's scream of pain.

"Come here to help." Wilber turned his head and said to another half-old woman in the room, who was still charming.

The woman hesitated for a moment and did not dare to step forward.

The main reason is that Dalsey is a bit fierce, and with the pain, her whole face is distorted, which looks really scary.

"Will I lose your money?" Wilber glared.

Before the woman could fight against the fear in her heart, the locked door in the room was pushed open directly. Su Mo walked in and glanced at the woman: "You can leave." Henry was thrown out casually.

The woman immediately smiled and stuffed the money into her arms, and she slipped away in an instant.

"You..." Wilber looked at Su Mo, and before he could speak, he turned into a depressing exclamation, "Young Master Trandon, it's really you!"

"It's me." Trandon walked out from behind Su Mo and said with a smile, "It seems that you are doing pretty well."

Wilber coughed lightly, and there was no unnatural expression on the face that was not too old, and it changed the subject as if nothing had happened: "Young Master, it's so good that you are back." It fully interprets what it means to be ginger or old.

"Yeah, I'm back."

Trandon walked up and hugged Wilber with a gentle hug.

When Trandon was a child, many things were taught by Welber, the housekeeper. Later, when he was a little older, his family started to hire a tutor.

In Trandon's heart, Wilber was actually a relative, much more intimate than those so-called side branches.

"Tell me, what happened to the family during my absence, how could you come here?" Trandon got on a chair and asked, looking calm.

Welber was in a daze, and at this moment he seemed to have seen the dead old master.

"Okay, young master, but who is this?" Wilber turned to look at Su Mo next to him.

"Sebastian, my housekeeper, someone who can help me realize my desire for revenge." Trandon said. Of course, he would not explain to anyone else about Su Mo's identity as a demon except those who could not hide it.

"That's really congratulations to the master."

Wilber said that in his opinion, the person in front of him was undoubtedly unqualified as a housekeeper. How could the housekeeper dare to walk in front of his master?

But as a thug or bodyguard, the move that just showed was enough to see Welber with admiration.

Welber has lived for so long and has never seen a person with such great strength who can arrest his son and throw him out.

When Wilber suddenly realized that his son was still stuck on the window, and the painful screams were quite dedicated as the background music for everyone to talk.

It is obvious that no one present would like background music like this.

Su Mo passed by Wilber, walked to Dalsey, raised his foot and kicked it directly.

The soles of the feet had an intimate contact with Dalsey's cheek. Dalsey screamed and fell from the window on the second floor. She lay on the ground, raised her hand and waved it a few times, indicating that she could rescue her.

"Master, Dalsey?" Wilber's old face shook for several times before asking carefully.

"Bandit." Trandon said concisely.

Wilber's eyes suddenly widened, and then his face turned angry and grabbed the flintlock rifle that he had placed at hand: "This little bastard, I let him know the consequences of offending the young master now!"

After all, he was a steward for many years. From the simple words, we can infer the roughly happening of the matter.

After coming to such a remote place from the empire, Wilber, who has experienced many storms, can enjoy life with pleasure. After all, as a loser, he can still save his life, and it can even be regarded as enjoying his old age. Wilber feels lucky enough.

He is a cunning person and knows how to choose.

He didn't mind working hard when everything was still good, but when he encountered force majeure, Wilber was quite straightforward to let go.

But if Welber can accept all this, it does not mean that Dalsey can accept it - it does not accept it here, of course it does not mean that Dalsey is willing to sacrifice his life to the missing young master of the Warbus family.

Instead, it means that he is unwilling to give up the prosperous and innocent life of the imperial capital and come to the remote place here to spend the rest of his life.

Welber was obviously a strong man. When his son showed a very obvious resistance and even wanted to return to the imperial capital with the only "pension fee", he drove him out of the house without hesitation.

But Wilber didn't expect that Dalsey would dare to be a bandit, and even grabbed his own young master.

If Dalsey was still in front of him at this time, Wilber could not even control his anger and knocked down the incompetent guy with one shot.

Now that Dalsey is not in front of Welber, Wilber's behavior of holding a gun shows his attitude.

"Okay, the punishment just now is enough. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't have seen you." Trandon waved his hand and gave Wilber a step down.

The old minister in the family really forced him to kill his son? Besides, as Tranton said, if it weren't for Dalsey, he wouldn't have met Wilbert - it wouldn't be possible to quickly learn about the current situation in the imperial capital.

"Thank you for your magnanimity." Welber naturally followed suit.

"Okay, let me tell me about the situation at home." Trandon said.

The recent situation of the Wobus family is not complicated and difficult to guess. It is nothing more than the accidental death of the family head and everyone is competing for the family property. The family's reputation is still there, but in fact its strength has dropped greatly, like a house swaying in the wind and rain.

For those who fight for power, everyone believes that they are the ones who can truly save the Wabus family. No one is willing to let go, and the internal struggle is powerful.

The only thing that made them unite was to join forces to drive Wilber out of the imperial capital, so as not to jump out of the critical moment to get in the way of himself.

During this period, Wilber clearly told Trandon what happened to the Warbus family.

Among them, some important things that need to be paid attention to are also mentioned.

It can be said that even if Trandon did not return to the imperial capital, he had already understood everything that happened to the Wobus family, even though it was a month ago.

"Where is the fief?" Trandon asked.

"There is no special situation in the fiefdom for the time being," said Welber.

In the British Empire, the truly powerful nobles actually lived in the imperial capital, not in their fiefdoms, and the same was true for the Warbus family.

The reason is that the British Empire had just been established, and Henry, the most powerful family, felt that it was easier to stabilize everyone in the same place. Later, under the construction of dozens of generations, the prosperity of the imperial capital had made it impossible for those nobles who had enjoyed since childhood to leave.

To use a rather vulgar metaphor, it is to use a flush toilet. Unless it is absolutely necessary, who will use that terrible pit?

Su Mo has a very strong say in this regard. He is the one who went from the "pit" era to the "flush toilet" era.

Whenever I recall the first days, Su Mo now doubts how he spent it.

It is easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but it is difficult to go from extravagance to frugality. Even men like Su Mo (professed to be) with firm will cannot avoid the vulgarity. Don’t expect any great perseverance to appear in the aristocrats in this world.

Besides, what are you doing when you want to return to your fiefdom? Do you want to raise an army to rebel?

"Young Master, are you planning to go back to the imperial capital?" Wilber asked.

"Well, I'll get back as soon as possible." Trandon said.

"Then please be careful, after all, the enemy is in the dark." Welber's tone was filled with worry.

"Hmph, when I return to the City of Thorns, I should be careful not to be afraid of me! It's that group of people! I will find them one by one and get rid of my cramps and skin!" Tranton's tone was extremely scattered, with a hint of disdain.
Chapter completed!