Around Malmo Manor, gunfire has not been heard for decades.

So tonight, it's like a potato shooting. It's going to drive the Malmo family hiding in the manor crazy, right now! uuuuuuuuuuu

They've become a mess of porridge!

"What, what? If we go on like this, we may all die!" A family elder said.

"Hilk, you're to blame. Look at your good son!" Another scolded.

Soon everyone poured all their anger on Hilk, who was destined to carry the pot for Rabson in their hearts.

Hilk had no way at all. He felt that his head was about to burst. Now Rabesen had completely disobeyed his command, no matter what...