Dalsey Noyce, the son of Welber Noyce, hereditary nobleman.

The hereditary nobles here sound very powerful, but in fact they have to be divided into people. Hereditary nobles like Trandon are truly powerful. The son inherits his father's title and fiefdom, etc., and the level will not decrease. He is an iron job that cannot be more iron.

Another type of hereditary aristocrat will be reduced to one title after the son inherits it, and will become a commoner after several generations. Such aristocrats usually come from the struggle of civilians and need to be done through several generations to become a hereditary aristocrat like the Wobus family.

The hereditary nobles of Welber Neuss are different from these two. The difference is that the Neuss family is just a noble noble, not a real noble.

What is a noble noble? It means that there is no fiefdom and no one must establish their own guard troops. However, there is no need to pay taxes or serve labor. Apart from this, there is no practical benefit and no difference from ordinary civilians.

It's just a nice name, but it looks superior to the common people.

If you meet a real noble, even the honorary count will be careful when you meet a real viscount.

Such honorary nobles are usually rewarded by great noble families to outstanding servants.

For example, the honorary viscount Welber Neuss comes from the rewards of the Wabs family. Welber's father was once the steward of the Wabs family. Welber not only inherited the title, but also inherited his father's position and served as the steward of the Wabs family.

It sounds like a humiliating history of slavery in the times, but in fact, a family housekeeper has a very high status in this family.

The butler can even be said to be the second in command of the head of the family, and many things are handled by the housekeeper. Those stewards of the big nobles have full confidence in the head of the little nobles, because they represent the entire family.

Welber has been a housekeeper for two generations. He first took over his father and served Trandon's grandfather, and later Trandon's father.

Before Tranton's father died mysteriously, Wilber was already older, and Tranton's father was preparing to let the old housekeeper of the Warbus family spend his old life in peace.

Unexpectedly, before this matter was finished, Trandon's parents died bizarrely. During that difficult time, many things in the Warbus family, including the funeral, were presided over by Welber.

Just after the funeral, Trandon was kidnapped and sent to the island. He didn't come back until now, and it took more than half a year to go.

"Are you Wilber's son?" Tranton looked at Dalsey with a frown, as if he wanted to see the shadow of Wilber from his fat face.

"Yes, my name is Dalsey Noyce, and I am a hereditary nobleman." Dalsey nodded, "My father is the butler of the Wabus family."

Trandon looked at Dalsey without saying anything.

As the butler of the Warbus family, Welber is still the kind of old butler. In any case, there is no problem in raising children and grandchildren without worries about food and clothing.

As long as his offspring is not the kind of super prodigal son, as long as the Wobs family is dissatisfied, it is certain that the Noyce family will continue to continue smoothly.

If Dalsey was really Wilber's son, how could he run to such a place to be a small bandit?

Could it be that the Wabus family fell?

As a nobleman, Trandon is certainly not just a cared child. He has been influenced by his father since childhood, and at least knows something else.

For example, Wilber had a son who was not very good but not out of line. Wilber asked Trandon's father to help his son find a relatively stable job.

Of course, Trandon doesn't know what Wilber's son is and what he looks like.

Therefore, Transton is still wondering whether Dalsey was pretending to be a fake. After all, this result is easier to accept than the fall of the Wobus family.

"Since your father is the housekeeper of the Warbus family, how could you be a bandit?" Trandon asked in a bad tone.

The son of the Wobs family housekeeper is a bandit. If this matter is spread, it will be a serious blow to the reputation of the Wobs family.

"Former, former butler, it's not now." Dalsey said, "My father was kicked out of the Warbus family by a bunch of bastards!"

"oh?"

Trandon said with an interesting expression, "Tell me in detail."

"Okay, okay." Dalsey breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that his life was saved.

Things about Welber are very simple to say.

The head of the family died and the only heir disappeared. Although the Wobus family is still there, it cannot stop some people with ulterior motives and... the side branches of those families.

The surnames of those branches are also Wabus. According to the laws of the empire, if Trandon, the only heir, did not appear within a year and inherit the position of the head of the family, one of these people will be selected based on their bloodlines to allow the Wabus family to continue.

Tranton has been missing for half a year, nearly a year, so those branches naturally would not wait until a year passed, and they began to interfere in the affairs of the Wabus family and those industries a while ago.

Although Welber is a housekeeper, he is just a housekeeper. When he meets some people, he will salute and praise him.

It’s like a professional manager who looks very powerful, but he is just a manager. Without the support of the major shareholder, he has no choice but to encounter other shareholders’ forced slaughter.

So, the old housekeeper, Wailber, was driven out of the imperial capital by those people and rushed to such a remote and small place.

As for those side branches, they basically began to enjoy what the Wobus family left behind.

Basically, this is a very common story of the family starting to compete for inheritance after "Dad" died.

The role of Wilber in it is to protect the master loyally, want to maintain the old master's foundation, wait for the little master to return and inherit, but can't stand a tragic character who ends up with a miserable end in a group of blood-sucking relatives.

Of course, according to the general nature of urination, when such a tragic character is about to be burping, the little master will come back and take back everything that belongs to him with his last wish.

"Sebas, how true do you think what he said is?" Trandon looked at Su Mo and asked.

"When I see that Welber, I know it's true or false." Su Mo said, looking at Dalsey.

"Of course, I can take you to see my father." Dalsey promised confidently.

This matter is a private matter of the Warbus family, and it can be regarded as a not-so-good family scandal, and Trandon is unwilling to let others participate.

After Dalsey pointed out the road, the group divided into two groups, Su Mo and Trandon followed Dalsey to meet Wilber.

The others went to the nearby small town to settle down and handle some necessary things first so that Tranton could return to the imperial capital as quickly as possible. With Mrs. Liss' mind and Arnold's force, I believe they could complete this matter soon - before the master behind the scenes noticed what happened on the island.

After returning to the imperial capital and appearing in everyone's sight, Trandon officially returned to the stage and started his grand revenge drama.

Before this, Trandon was just a missing little brat, and no one would pay attention to dying in any corner.

"My father is here."

After half a day, the three of them had arrived in the small villages Dalsey mentioned. Dalsey pointed to one of the rather luxurious houses and said, "It's not in line with the small village."

Tranton looked at Su Mo, and Su Mo looked at Tranton. At the same time, the two of them had a thought in their minds: "This is different from what they said!"

In the minds of the two, Wilber, who was driven to this remote place, should live in dire straits and in a small house with no clothes, moaning in pain, relying on one breath to barely support it.

What's going on with this house with a small yard!

Su Mo, who had an amazing hearing, even heard a faint laugh from inside - uh, the laughter belonging to a woman, but it was still a very funny laugh. As soon as he heard it, he knew that it was not something serious could send.

"Are you sure it's here?" Tranton looked at Dalsey.

"I'm sure." Dalsey nodded and shouted directly, "Dad, Dad! I'm back, open the door!"

The shouting of a middle-aged aunt next door aroused the idea of ​​the nearby "neighbors", but after seeing Dalsey's huge body, he immediately closed the doors and windows.

It's like a beast outside - in fact, it's almost done, what good things can a bandit be?

To rob the rich and help the poor? Thinking too much, having money means being strong. How can powerful people be afforded by some incomparable bandits?

The laughter in the house stopped, and the window on the second floor was pushed open. Before my head could be poked out, a full of swearing sound came out: "Mom's little bastard dares to come back, I'll see if I won't kill you!"

Then, a long flintlock rifle extended out of the window, and an old man with sparse white hair pointed the flintlock rifle at Dalsey - well, there was basically no need for aiming, because Dalsey's target was really obvious.

"Dad, you must help me this time, or I will die!"

Dalsey shrank and directly shrank behind Su Mo - although most of it was exposed.

"Huh?" Wilber upstairs was stunned for a moment, the people downstairs...

Before Wilber could see clearly whether the familiar boy downstairs looked Trandon, he saw his huge son flying up in the air and flying towards him.

Wilber put away his flintlock, took two steps back, and saw a huge body stuck in the window, with a painful expression on his face.
Chapter completed!