Honkai Summoning.

This is the kind of prestige that belongs to a big boss. As a boss, if you don't act cool, what's the difference between you and a salted fish?

Don't let Su Mo's current role as Tranton's butler fool you; he just teases Tranton for fun and lives like a retired old man.

But on Earth, he is a genuine boss, a shadow that hangs over the heads of countless people.

“I didn’t.” Upon hearing Su Mo’s words, Tranton immediately retorted.

“Actually, I don’t mind this kind of thing anymore. It’s a good thing to have offspring before completing the contract,” Su Mo said.

"Heh... Is this a good thing?" The two of them had already arrived at the entrance of the courtyard when they heard the little loli Sharl's mocking voice.

Although it is a question, everyone here is intelligent and has realized that it is actually a rhetorical question, which means negation.

Su Mo glanced at Tranton and shook his head: "Young Master, you've been rejected. She doesn't want to have your child. Enjoy the feeling of being rejected for the first time."

"Why do you think it will be the first time?" Tranton asked after a moment's hesitation.

“Even without your noble status, just based on your face, countless women would want to have your children,” Su Mo said.

"I'll take that as a compliment."

"It's incredibly rare to hear this from Su Mo," Tranton said.

However, after thinking about it carefully, the young master felt that something was not quite right. Wouldn't it be saying that he only had one face to use?

All I can say is that Tranton is still young. In fact, his face alone is enough! Being good-looking can change your destiny!

Of course, at this moment, Tranton didn't have much time to think about and study this topic in depth; he had more important things to do.

The door of a luxurious carriage was open, and Tranton and Charles sat facing each other, truly sizing each other up.

Sebastian stood dutifully beside one of the doors, looking every bit the dutiful servant.

In contrast, Su Mo, sitting on top of the carriage with his legs dangling, looking utterly bored, undoubtedly embodied the term "wicked servant."

"Won't your young master be unhappy with your behavior?" Sebastian, who was standing next to Su Mo, glanced at him and asked.

"No, my young master is kind-hearted," Su Mo said.

“Heh…” Sebastian chuckled lightly, “Judging from what has happened in the capital these days, your young master is hardly a good person.”

"Oh dear, revenge isn't like inviting someone to dinner. People are bound to die eventually. Compared to some silver-haired man in a trench coat who wanted to destroy the world and even killed his sister, but was forgiven simply because he was good-looking, what my young master did is child's play," Su Mo said.

Sebastian chuckled again. Although she didn't understand the second half of his words, she undoubtedly agreed with the first part.

As a demon, you can't expect her to have the noble quality of "laying down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha on the spot." In her heart, this demon probably even admires Tranton's mindset of "killing all enemies."

While the two demon butlers were talking, Tranton and Charles inside the carriage also had a deep and friendly exchange.

The conversation revolved around the questions, "Where did your demon come from?" and "What do you want to do?"

It's probably because everyone is good-looking... no, it's probably because everyone feels that they should have common goals, so there's no difficulty in communicating.

Ciel, having learned of Transon's vengeful goals and the origin of the demon, nodded calmly.

But Tranton couldn't stay calm. He never expected that demons could be passed down through generations. This was not what was supposed to be!

“It’s nothing,” Charles said calmly. “When the contract is not completed, but the contractor has offspring, the contract will automatically continue to the next generation.”

"Then there was no contract in the previous generation?" Tranton asked.

"Of course not. When they die, their souls will still be eaten by the demons." Charles said calmly.

Trent nodded: "I see. So, what do you want to do? Is it also to find out who's behind the island? Wait, did that island exist a long time ago?"

"The island you mentioned hasn't been established for very long; your father was actually the first person in charge." Charles knew far more than Bitland.

As expected of a little girl with an inherited demonic nature, she knows a lot.

“Then…” Tranton suddenly realized that there were even more things he didn’t understand.

"Sebastian, you speak." Ciel leaned back on the soft cushion, indicating that the rest of the long speech was to be given to Sebastian.

“From a very long time ago, there have been many people in the Empire who have studied demons… This can be seen from those books and documents. In fact, demons have existed in every period since the founding of the capital.” Sebastian continued the conversation.

Tranton nodded solemnly, his eyes still sparkling with curiosity, as obedient as a child listening to a story.

"Young master, let me remind you, this big-breasted woman is a demon. You two can't be together. Although love can make you together, you're of different genders." Su Mo's voice came from the top of the carriage.

Suddenly, the guy's upside-down head appeared at the other side of the carriage door.

"..." Tranton was speechless for a moment, then helplessly rubbed his forehead.

Su Mo smiled with satisfaction and then shrank back into his seat.

"An interesting fellow," Sebastian thought to himself.

Since they met, this butler has been constantly undermining his master, even though he seems to be nothing more than a sarcastic and wicked devil.

But if you think about it more deeply, isn't this demon constantly changing his relationship with his contractor in this way? Making the contractor gradually get used to the fact that this demon is not a loyal dog that will pounce on people and bite them at their command.

Thus gaining greater freedom!

However, after glancing at the satisfied and contented expression on the guy's face in the carriage, Sebastian had some doubts. Was this guy just a person with a bad personality?

"Go on," Tranton's words brought Sebastian back to his senses.

“The appearance of demons is not a strange thing. However, some people have discovered that these demons do not seem to have left this world after fulfilling their contracts, but have simply disappeared,” Sebastian said.

"Huh?" Tranton looked puzzled.

"Later, it was discovered that the appearance of those demons was not accidental, but rather that someone deliberately summoned demons to this world, including the island that your father was in charge of, which was only a small part of it," Sebastian said.

"A racing boat."

Su Mo's voice came from the carriage.

Despite being bound by a contract, demons are the kings of the food chain in this world, absolutely terrifying and dangerous creatures.

But what's truly interesting is that someone is deliberately and systematically summoning this creature continuously.

"So your goal is to find the mastermind that has been around for so long?" Tranton asked.

“That’s right,” Sebastian said, then smiled. “Of course, it’s not about finding out why those demons disappeared. The real purpose is the same as yours: revenge.”

"My ancestors were probably sacrificed as offerings for the summoning," Tranton thought to himself. As a fellow sacrifice, he understood that kind of pain... Compared to that, his pain was much less.

“In that case, we can indeed cooperate,” Tranton said to Charles.

"Just don't hold us back." The little girl's temper was clearly not very good.

“Miss, I believe they will be of great help.” Sebastian gave Tranton and Su Mo full affirmation.

"By the way, that person behind the scenes, Wilbur said, is definitely a marquis or a duke, or even possibly royalty." Tranton threw out the information he had just received, as a way of returning the favor.

Chapter Forty-Five: The Demon Knights?!

“Over this long period of time, many nobles in the empire have actually participated to varying degrees, but some continued to participate while others withdrew later,” Sebastian said.

Tranton did not speak.

His revenge was directed only at himself, and the target of his vengeance was merely the third-party force behind the island. He had absolutely no interest in the others who had participated in summoning the demons over the centuries.

His contract was merely a revenge contract, not as complex as the ancestral contract with the Ciel family, which led to their descendants becoming "food" for demons.

It can only be said that their ancestors were overthinking things and were too ambitious, ultimately harming their own descendants.

"So, which family, or rather the royal family, do you think is the most important one?" After a moment of silence, Tranton asked.

“Who knew it would be so easy to find and so easy to resolve? The contract would have been completed long ago,” Charles said.

“I see.” Tranton nodded.

“Let’s go, since you’ve decided to join us…” Charles stood up, stepped down from the carriage, which belonged to Tlandon.

“It’s just a collaboration. When did we say we were joining you?” Tranton frowned.

As a marquis, he was quite dissatisfied with the word "join".

"Do you think I'm all alone?" Charles said. "How can you be so stupid?"

Tranton paused for a moment, then, remembering what he had done on the island, asked, "You mean you know other demons who are also searching for the mastermind behind all this?"

“Of course.” Charles nodded rather proudly. “I’m the captain, you know.”

"Commander?"

"The Demon Knights, I want this name to be known throughout the entire empire in the future!" Charles suddenly declared with boundless pride.

You wouldn't believe that this adorable little girl is actually a chuunibyou (a person with delusions of grandeur) – but judging from her age, isn't she just at the age when she's going through a chuunibyou phase?

The name "Demon Knights" is just too revealing of their identity.

“Your butler is quite capable, and your marquis status is also high. I can allow you to be the vice-commander,” Charles continued, with an expression that said, “You’re getting a good deal, kid.”

Tranton's lips twitched twice, and he forced a smile, saying, "Then I really thank you."

"Don't thank me yet. Although I am the captain, I only have the right to nominate. If you want to become the vice captain, you also need the consent of the other members. But I think there won't be a problem. Your steward can rival my Sebastian, he's quite formidable." Charles nodded to Transon, then turned and got into the carriage.

Sebastian took on the role of driver and gestured to Su Mo on the roof, saying, "Follow us later. By the way, there's no need to look at me with such pity."

Su Mo withdrew his gaze and said, "Young Master, I find you to be far too mature."

"Thanks," Tranton's irritated voice came from inside the carriage.

His heart was filled with solemnity, seriousness, sacrifice, depravity, and tragic atmosphere. His epic revenge, imbued with a sense of grandeur, was suddenly reduced to a game of make-believe by the meddling of the chuunibyou loli, Ciel.

One can imagine how Tranton felt at that moment.

Fortunately, Tranton is also a person of strong will. Unlike some anime protagonists who easily waver in their emotions and engage in three to four pages of verbal sparring, only to recover after being hugged by a girl, Tranton is not easily swayed.

Tranton would never do such despicable things—even if he wanted to, he shouldn't forget that he has a true demon by his side. Tranton doesn't want to be driven to death by some bastard before he can complete his revenge.

So, Tranton calmly closed the carriage door and said to Su Mo before closing it, "Follow them, they are worth cooperating with."

Listen to these words; they reveal the darkness and indifference of the adult world, instantly elevating the game of house to a level of sophistication based on profit and conspiracy.

Su Mo flicked his whip in mid-air, urging the obedient horses to catch up with the carriage in front.

The journey was uneventful, and three days later, Su Mo and Tranton arrived at the fiefdom of a noble family in the central part of the capital. This noble family was the same one that Charles belonged to, a count with a fiefdom.

Charles's parents died young, meaning that Charles was one of the few countesses in the empire. Charles's family was also one of the few noble families that did not reside in the capital.

Whether nobles had to settle in the capital was not a mandatory rule, but rather a matter of custom.

Of course, if the Worbus family, where Trent's parents were still alive, were still powerful, returning to live on their own fiefdom would not be an easy task.