There is a lord who just wants to draw cards, what's wrong with that?

It is true that he is a businessman from outside the area, but he became successful thanks to his business in Blofield. Asking him to get out of here now would be like asking for his life. All his efforts for half a lifetime would be wasted!

Since playing the victim will never work, let's resort to legal means.

The man's tone became more intense: "My Lord, what you are doing is not allowed by the imperial law!"

"His Majesty the Emperor has issued a decree to protect the legitimate interests of merchants throughout the empire! Personal property is sacred and inviolable!"

If Carlos wanted to go against the law, he would be ignoring the legality of the property of everyone present, which would be tantamount to offending everyone at once.

He chuckled to himself. No matter how powerful Blofeld was, he was still a subordinate of the empire. How could a lord challenge the emperor and the law? The masses would once again stand on his side.

As long as he can keep his property here, he will have enough time to move it to another place. Why worry about not being able to make a comeback?

Just when he was feeling proud of himself, Carlos called the butler:

"Subaru, go to the archives and get all the dirty info about their family."

"I want to see how much of this huge amount of assets can be put on the table. Those that cannot be put on the table will naturally be confiscated."

Carlos walked up to the man, and the pressure from the Lord of a Territory fully erupted at this moment, as terrifying as a prehistoric beast:

“Sir, you seem to underestimate the dominance of the Blofeld family in their own territory. Our family has been rooted here for hundreds of years, and nothing can escape my eyes.

I gave you face before, but unfortunately you didn’t cherish it.”

Others may not know how much of his own property is shameful, but how could the man himself not know?

Almost 7 out of 10 are!

Originally, if he had lost some blood, he could have taken away about half. Now he could take away one third, which was a blessing from God.

The man's defense was finally broken. Only then did he understand that as a small businessman, wanting to take advantage of such a huge monster, he was not knowing what was good for him. He was like an ant trying to shake a tree and was overestimating his own capabilities!

He lowered his head like a defeated prisoner, admitted everything as if he had lost his soul, and then turned around and wanted to leave with this wife who was more likely to cause trouble than help...

"stop."

At this time, Carlos spoke up again to stop them.

“What I just did was just the punishment I gave to the despicable people from the perspective of a lord.

Besides that, you and your wife deliberately hurt my maid, and even hurt my sons on their first birthday party! As a head of the family and a father, I am not that kind. "

Before the man could say anything, Carlos' ice-blue pupils instantly turned gray, and the long stream of time seemed to flow in them.

At that moment, almost everyone felt that time slowed down. The gears of the pocket watch stopped turning, and the dust floating in the air also slowed down to an extreme.

Only Carlos' voice still echoed in my ears, like a punishment from the gods, so solemn and dignified that it was impossible to resist:

"I grant you ten years of solitude to pay for your sins. You may live in the endless desert and the lightless sky as you wish. When the time is up, return home..."

As the words fell, time, with the man at the center, seemed to have fallen into a black hole, a prison.

For the man, one second was stretched to ten years, while for everyone around him, ten years were reduced to one second.

Gone in a flash.

Everything returned to normal, the second hand on the clock moved normally again, the dust floated to where it should go, and people once again felt in control of themselves.

As for the man, he was kneeling on the ground at this moment, his eyes were dull like salted fish, his mouth was slightly open, and his saliva formed a long river that flowed down three thousand feet and formed a pool on the floor.

He looks like a teenager addicted to the internet who just came back from treatment by Professor Yang.

His wife had no idea what was happening. She just struggled to get to her husband, but no matter how she waved or shouted, it was no use.

The man was like a vegetable, and had lost the ability to respond to any external stimuli.

Carlos pronounced his final sentence: "His punishment has ended. He will regain consciousness tomorrow morning. When that happens, get him out of here."

After saying this, he stopped paying attention to the couple and turned to apologize to the others.

Because this accident spoiled everyone's fun, the banquet had to end early.

However, this group of nobles didn't think so. They originally came just for socializing, but they didn't expect to eat such a big melon. They were also lucky enough to see Carlos take action, and they could brag about it for a while.

And the most important thing is, regarding the third son of the Blofeld family, that appearance, wow... they have to add some exaggeration to it, maybe it will attract widespread attention and become a topic for afternoon tea.

Everyone has their own little thoughts in their mind, which even Carlos can't control, so just let them be.

A big tree attracts the wind, and a tree that attracts the wind is naturally strong.

The guests returned one by one and got into the carriages at the door. They left in the same hurry as they had come.

The maids began to clean up the place, and the army led by Osmond was ready to go to bed. A mostly successful but slightly ridiculous first birthday party came to an end.

Prince Capet had some official business to attend to, so he said goodbye to Carlos and left the castle.

Michel had plenty of time to stay longer. Based on years of tacit understanding, he knew that Carlos now needed someone who could give him advice and talk to, so he naturally became that person.

"Gresha has checked, Domi is not possessed or cursed by a demon or devil."

Carlos looked sad.

"But it's not a bad thing!" Michelle quickly added.

“How come you see?”

"Look, Domi can run at the age of one, and can use magic flexibly. What does this prove? Domi is a great emperor! And think about it, why did Domi bite that woman?"

After Michelle's guidance, Carlos immediately reacted.

Why did he bite that woman? Wasn't it because she kicked Kelsey on purpose?

"Domi is seeking revenge against that woman?!"

"Correct~"

"Isn't this the spirit that the Blofeld family has always advocated? Family is always above everything else! Domi is just practicing this in his own way."

Chapter 13: Cut the grass at its roots

Chapter 13-13- Cut the grass at its roots

The next day.

The woman who caused the accident left Blofield County with her belongings in three carriages and her unfortunate husband.

The carriage was loaded with gold dragon coins and jewelry. Compared with all the family's belongings, it was not much, but it was still a considerable fortune.

The woman herself has no special abilities, and now she just wants to find a place to settle her husband after leaving here, and then use the money to get by. Becoming a small rich woman would also be a good option.

At this time, the convoy had already entered the dense forest some distance away from the territory.

Just when the woman was still fantasizing about a future in which she wouldn't have to care about public opinion, could freely support a gigolo, and live a shameless life, the coachman suddenly stopped the carriage.

The woman's train of thought was abruptly interrupted. She was thinking about what kind of moves she could make herself more comfortable.

As soon as she stuck her head out of the car window, she started to curse:

"How do you drive?! If you can't drive, get out of here! Don't take my money and do nothing!"

The driver still had his back to her: "I can't drive? Yes, I just can't drive. Then I'm leaving. You can find someone else."

After saying this, the driver ran away on the spot, slipped into the dense forest and no trace of him could be seen again.

Before the woman could react, the drivers of the two carriages behind also disappeared. Soon, only she, her husband and a group of hired guards were left in the entire convoy.

"What's going on? What's going on? You're just giving up? I paid for it!"

"A bunch of damned sword tombs! Servant! Don't you have any professional ethics? Pigs!"

She was still cursing, but now she had even thrown away her false aristocratic reserve and had completely reverted to her basic nature, with no awareness of the situation she was in.

At this moment, there was a rustling noise coming from the surrounding grass.

The woman immediately shut her mouth. She began to panic, fearing that some wild beast or robber might have taken a fancy to her and her property.

Then, several men in black walked out, wearing pure black hooded cloaks, black boots, and black gloves. There was nothing distinctive about them. Perhaps this outfit was their symbol.

"Who are you?! What do you want to do?"

The leading man in black did not say anything, but just walked towards the woman.

The group of black-clad men behind him rushed out like wolves into a sheepfold, and their sharp daggers kept cutting the carotid artery of each guard. After a while, all the hired guards were killed.

How could such a pampered woman have ever seen such bloodshed?

She was so scared that she got out of the car and wanted to run, but because she hadn't exercised for a long time, she accidentally fell to the ground.

After he fell to the ground, I saw a guard's head rolling in front of me, with his eyes open in death.

There was another big shock, and the shrill screams scared a bunch of birds away from the branches.

In just a moment, the man in black came up and drew a rapier from his waist.

The cold light was blinding, and through the reflection of the sword, the woman seemed to see in a trance the tragic scene of her head being torn off and blood splattering three feet.

She put on the mask of pain again, begging for mercy and then cursing in resignation:

"It was that treacherous bastard Carlos who sent you here to kill us all!

I knew it, I knew it! None of you self-proclaimed pure nobles are good people!"

"But don't you always flaunt yourself as a noble, learn the lame aristocratic etiquette, and wear clothes better than some lesser nobles? Now you are like this? Haha..."

The man in black finally spoke, and judging by his voice, he was probably an adult male.

"When you are about to die, at least show some dignity, okay?"

"Then again, the master said he would let you go, didn't he? There were no guards stopping you when you left the city gate.

But the head of the family didn’t promise that he would not do anything to you after letting you go. Don’t you think that’s the case?”

“Heh…” The woman smiled helplessly: “As expected of you, you are really good at playing word games.”

"No, you're just too stupid."

"Sir, you're talking too much again..." another man in black leaned close to his ear and reminded him.

"have to."

The man in black didn't want to waste time talking to a dead man. In the shadows, his eyes that had just piqued his interest turned cold and ruthless again. He raised his sword and said:

"By order of Duke Carlos Blofeld, kill all of you criminals immediately!"

……

Perhaps only the parties involved and Carlos knew about this matter, and other people didn’t even know it - the two guys who dared to make trouble at the one-year-old party yesterday have gone to hell.

Domi didn't know about it until Carlos came to his room in person...

He picked up Domi from the crib, using the same movement that the old lion king used to hold Simba, and looked at him left and right, but in the end he couldn't figure out what was going on.

Then Carlos asked him to run a few more steps to see how it goes.

If I do whatever he says, wouldn't that make me lose face?

So as soon as Carlos helped Domi up, he sat down immediately, showing his rebelliousness.

[Ignore Duke Blofeld's orders, villain value +800]

He didn't want to run, and in fact, he couldn't run even if he wanted to.

When you draw [Body Strengthening Method·Breathing], the description clearly states: After using rapid breathing, your body functions will be greatly enhanced, but you will also fall into a side effect state afterwards.

Based on Duomi's own experience, this state is similar to electronic impotence.

Not only are my muscles very tired, but my brain and thinking are also dull. I feel like a salted fish and don't want to do anything.

"Okay little Domi, I can see you're really tired, so I won't force you."

Carlos carefully placed Domi back into the crib, and before leaving, he leaned over and kissed him on the forehead:

"Get some rest."

Before leaving, Carlos didn't know what he was thinking, and he said to Domi:

"Kelsey is fine. I think she'll be able to come back and take care of you in three days. Also, I've sent someone to take care of those two guys yesterday. Don't worry..."

Carlos left after he finished speaking, not caring whether Domi understood or not.

When he reached the door frame, Domi could still vaguely hear his last words - family is always above everything else.

Domi closed his eyes and kept pondering this sentence.

"The family motto passed down from Blofeld's ancestors... it's quite heartwarming."