“Stop sighing, let’s go.” Looking at the extremely familiar city wall in front of you, Trandon’s expression was a little complicated, and he let out a sigh of relief.
“Oh, OK, Young Master.”
“Yes, Young Master.”
After getting along these days, Trandon has completely turned Benson and Martin into his own clans, obeying his words. It fully demonstrates the quality that a truly awesome noble should have.
“Humanity is really interesting.”
The Seven Sins next to him muttered in a low voice.
This demon is a typical bullying of the weak and fearing the strong. He basically doesn’t respect his master much, but he is very respectful to Su Mo and Arno, two “same” who can hang him up and beat him up.
Fortunately, Martin has been suffering since he was a child and has never lived a life as a young master. The extra demon who signed a contract is like a thug, not a butler.
I never thought about asking Qisin to help me, let alone take care of her.
Benson understands a little bit about this, and sometimes orders Arnold to help him do something. Arnold also completed it meticulously.
The three demons, Arnold, who doesn’t look like a qualified butler in terms of appearance, looks the most like a qualified butler.
“Young Master, why are we going here?”
Seeing that Trandon took the lead, but did not rush towards the city gate, but instead adjusted his direction a little, Martin couldn’t help but ask.
“Next time I have the chance, let you see the city gate and this section of the city wall up close.” Trandon said.
The City of Thorns is not a closed city, or in other words, the walls that were originally used as defense have long been demolished with the expansion of the City of Thorns.
The city gates and walls that Martin and others saw now are one of the symbols of the Thorn City, but they are not the only entrance.
From other places, you can also enter the Thorn City, which is more convenient, at least you don’t have to move slowly with the flow of people here.
The three carriages left the main avenue and chose another road. Together with other pedestrians and horses, they entered the city of thorns like a small drop of water merged into the sea.
Nothing turbulent.
Until…Trandon and the others came outside the manor of the Wobs family in Thorns City.
The sky has dimmed, the sun has set, and only a little afterglow has spread from the other side of the mountain into the city of thorns, which is not as bright as the lights in the city.
The street outside Wabus Manor is very quiet, and there are not so many bright lights. The entire manor is gradually shrouded in darkness.In the middle, it seems a little gloomy and quiet.
“I’m back.”
Looking at the manor in front of him, Trandon muttered softly and ordered, “Sebas, help me open the door.”
The iron door outside the manor was closed tightly, and Trandon had no key to open the locked door. Naturally, such a thing had to be handed over to his unqualified butler.
Although it is not qualified, Su Mo can never disappoint Trandon in such a thing.
With the creaking sound, the slightly heavy iron door slowly opened. The flat road leading to the back of the garden, which was as gorgeous as a small castle, also appeared in front of Trandon and the others, unobstructed.
“Young Master.”
No more carriages, Trandon was about to make a big stride back to his home, but Su Mo called him to death.
“What?” Trandon turned his head.
“Did you notice something is wrong?” Su Mo said.
“What’s wrong?” Trandon was stunned for a moment and frowned, “What are you referring to?”
Su Mo didn’t say anything, but just reached his hand in front of Trandon and stretched out two fingers. There was a little trace of rust at the white glove’s fingertips.
Nothing like Arnold, the demons who bring their own clothes, Su Mo naturally needs to change into suitable clothes when he comes to this world.
Now he is wearing a black dress that is simpler and cleaner than the butler’s tuxedo in this world. In terms of style, he is somewhat similar to the suits on earth.
Of course, the details are more and more beautiful.
On his hands, he was wearing a pair of white gloves. On the one hand, it is to follow the crowd, and on the other hand, it is to cover the contract mark on the back of the hand.
Similarly, Trandon also brought an eye mask to cover the not-obvious contract mark in his eyes – it looked more similar to Charles.
Now Trandon looks at the traces on Su Mo’s gloves with another uncovered eye.
“Mr. Welber was driven out of the capital more than a month ago. Before he left, your uncles and elders had been living in the manor.” Su Mo said calmly, “It seems that this is not the case now.”
Trandon turned his head and looked at the manor he had lived in for many years, and felt a little uneasy.