Although it is a bit shabby, this heroic spirit is super strong

"Hey dad, why are you playing with women in broad daylight again?"

A handsome blond young man barged into Byron's lounge without a trace of apology.

"You came in without knocking, how about learning a little etiquette?"

The young man's name was Putt, and he was Byron's favorite son in terms of entertainment.

"Why would I learn that kind of stuff? You're not planning on letting me inherit your throne anyway. I don't need to come into contact with those disgusting nobles, so it would be a waste if I learned it."

"What if I get inspired that day?"

Byron looked at the girl who had fainted on the bed, sat up and prepared to take a break from talking with his son.

"If you were that kind of person, you wouldn't be where you are now."

"You kid, you're really annoying because you're smart."

Byron laughed happily.

Putt was the son he considered second only to Owen in talent.

But unfortunately, Putt only likes to play and is even less interested in inheriting his position than Irving.

"I heard you captured the Fire Phoenix Hero, so I came here to admire her beauty."

"You kid, don't you want to have a piece of the pie?"

"Why must I eat your leftovers?"

"I'm not a beginner either, but this little girl is surprisingly good at it."

"Really... Father, you're not kidding, are you?"

Joan went forward and saw the person lying on the bed and was shocked.

He was not like Byron, who was drugged by hallucinogens and then hypnotized by Owen using the magic props given by Xiao, so what he saw was the real situation.

"Just kidding, what do you mean?"

Byron felt inexplicably uneasy when he saw his son's terrified expression.

"Didn't you say the one you caught was the Fire Phoenix Hero? Why is this the Wyatt family's daughter..."

"Eh? W-What are you talking about… Ugh!"

Byron felt an unbearable headache and dizziness, and the scene in front of his eyes became blurred.

The orange color that was originally dazzling in his eyes gradually faded and turned into flax color.

Because of the questions raised by Putt, the hypnosis cast on Byron is now gradually being dismantled.

"Dad, you didn't kidnap this girl by force, did you? How could you do such a stupid thing?!"

Put ignored Byron's painful look, grabbed his shoulders and asked anxiously.

If it was really as he imagined, then he had been dragged into a very troublesome situation by Byron.

"Uh, I…I am, right!"

Byron recalled the whole incident and was horrified when he saw the girl lying beside him.

"Boss, this is bad! The people from the Earl's Mansion are coming to our door aggressively!"

Chapter 139 The Bad Father Who Was Often Betrayed

"Master Wyatt, what brings you here today?"

Byron tried to remain calm and not show his inner anxiety as much as possible.

Although Byron was no pushover, the incident happened so suddenly that Lennon, the eldest son of Earl Wyatt, was able to catch the clue.

But he didn't care.

"I'm here to look for that naughty sister. Someone said she's in your mansion now."

Lennon seemed uninterested, as if he were dealing with some urgent business.

He hated his sister who was overly spoiled by his father, so he had no enthusiasm to look for Joan.

Damn it, that little bastard Owen actually plotted against me!

Looking at the Wyatt Family who came to him immediately after he finished his job, Byron cursed Owen in his heart.

"How could a humble room like mine possibly be used to entertain a young lady? Sir Wyatt, who on earth told you this information?

It seems that many people have been eyeing Wyatt County recently. Do you think it might be…"

Byron wanted to buy time cleverly, but instead he made matters worse and angered Lennon.

He didn't know that Lennon was also told some rumors about Helen Eyles by his beloved maid after he had been looking for Joan for several days without success.

Perhaps because of the love for Byron, Joan felt very unhappy emotionally because of his blatant suspicion.

Coupled with Byron's puzzling attitude just now, he immediately decided to thoroughly investigate Byron's mansion.

“That being said, I still need to be businesslike.

Anyway, my sister isn't in Mr. Byron's mansion, so it should be okay to check, right?

Or are you hiding something shameful here?"

Faced with Lennon's aggressive attitude, Byron tried to remain calm.

“You know I’m a businessman too, and I keep some secrets at home that businessmen can’t disclose.

Moreover, it is quite inappropriate for you to search my mansion without the lord's order.

If unnecessary misunderstandings arise between us, wouldn't it be a disaster for both of us?"

Byron tried to hint to Lennon that he should leave immediately.

But he was also telling the truth.

After the Halls family, to which they depended, fell into decline, the Wyatt family did not decline like other families that could not find new backers. They relied on money.

And Byron is their main source of funds.

Byron also needs the protection of the Wyatt family to prevent his actions from being exposed and being targeted by the empire's judicial organs and the Inquisition.

But Lennon didn't care about that. Whether Byron hinted that he was not the current earl or the slightly threatening words, he was very unhappy.

A mere commoner with a little more money actually dares to speak to me like this.

Lennon couldn't help but feel a sense of contempt and anger in his mind, and gestured to his men around him.

"I received orders from my father personally. If you want a search warrant, I'll give it to you after the search is complete."

It was a very unreasonable rebuttal, but Byron had no way of refutation.

Although the Empire's unified law also has similar provisions to protect private property, it also allows lords to ignore these provisions in emergency situations.

If Wyatt later said that he had indeed issued a search warrant in order to protect his son, but did not deliver it to the scene immediately due to the emergency situation, Byron would have no chance of refutation.

What's more, Joan is indeed in his mansion now.

Not long ago, he was found naked and unconscious on his bed in his dormitory.

"Master Wyatt, please wait a moment. You must have been looking for your sister for some time. How about having some tea and resting for a while?"

Byron begged for even a little more time so that his son Putt could take Joan away.

Seeing Byron's panic, Lennon chuckled in his heart.

He didn't like Byron in the first place, and now this appearance made him suspect that Joan was in Byron's mansion.

Lennon was thinking about how to kill two birds with one stone by dealing with his annoying sister and this troublesome Byron.

"no need."

"Please, please wait a moment."

Byron was very panicked when he saw the soldiers around Lennon suddenly take action.

"Mr. Byron, are you hiding something troublesome..."

"Lord Wyatt."

Put suddenly appeared in front of everyone holding Joan, which shocked Byron.

He never expected that his son would betray him.

"What's happening here…"

"You are also aware of this man's lowly hobbies. I accidentally discovered the young lady he had kidnapped and was planning to send her back to your mansion."

Compared with Byron, who was used to being a local tyrant and looking down on others, Putt was very good at using a humble tone to please such self-righteous nobles.

Although he still looked at Putt with suspicion, Lennon improved his evaluation of Putt in his heart.

"Put you!"

"Mr. Byron, do you have anything else to say?"

"I, I was framed by that despicable boy."

Although Byron was referring to Owen, Lennon misunderstood that he was talking about Put in front of him.

"Whether you were framed or not, please come with me and accept some investigation. Take him away."

"Tsk! Why did things turn out like this..."

Byron gritted his teeth and injected magic power into the ring on his hand that he never took off, intending to give it a try.

He knew that no matter whether he could clear the name or not, once he was caught and thrown into the Wyatt family dungeon, there would be no way out.

In order to get rid of their dependence on me, the Wyatt family will definitely take this opportunity to take away all my property and secretly take over the black and gray industries in my hands.

"What are you talking about?! Quick, stop him!"

Lennon realized that Byron's ring was emitting an ominous glow and shouted to his men in panic.

Just as the soldiers were about to control the surrounded Byron, the ground of the mansion suddenly began to shake violently.

"You, what did you do?!"

"Mr. Wyatt, since you have done such an outrageous thing, please don't blame me for being unfair."

Feeling the ground suddenly stop shaking, Byron smiled triumphantly at everyone present.

"Hmph! Bluffing..."

With a loud bang, Byron's mansion began to collapse, and the ground including the place where Lennon and the others were sank into the ground.

Unlike others, Byron, who knew what was happening, immediately took advantage of the panic of the crowd and escaped from the scene with his treasured magic props.

When he arrived in the suburbs, Byron heard the roar of the monster hiding under his mansion.

The terrifying dragon roar actually made him feel relieved.

It was a sub-dragon, a monster originally raised by the former leader of the Green-headed Snake, Byron's father-in-law.

Since the death of its previous owner, no one has been able to control this sub-dragon, so Byron has been hiding it under his own mansion as a very dangerous trump card.

Otherwise, how about taking the heads of Wyatt and his son and joining the Duke of O'Neill or the Duke of Montgomery's family? Just as Byron was thinking about his next plan, a young man's voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"Is this the first time we meet, Mr. Byron?"

Chapter 140: Xiao and Hildreth's Plan

"W-who are you?!"

Although the boy in front of him had a frivolous smile on his face, Byron felt very strange.

As a gang leader, he has seen all kinds of strange and frightening people.

A bloodthirsty murderer, a pervert who enjoys torturing others...

But there has never been anyone who could make him feel fear or even despair just from their breath.

He couldn't help but think that if there really were evil spirits or cruel beings like Asura in this world, the feeling they brought must be very similar to that brought by this young man.

"I think you have some idea of ​​who I am, right? Akatsuki Sakurai. I'm the lover of those girls you're targeting."

"Are you really planning revenge? B-But I didn't do anything to them?!"