"I killed it."

Viscount Ryan clenched his fists tightly, and Poirot looked at the father and son nervously. The former gritted his teeth and said decisively: "Let's go out and have a look!"

"Don't worry, Lance, I will never hand you over!"

"Longbaton is really bullying me too much. He has forced me to hand over a son. I will never let them take you away with the rest of the son!"

After saying that, he suddenly pulled out his sword and rushed out of the study room resolutely.

Poirot nodded at Lance and walked out with great strides.

Lance looked at the viscount's somewhat depressed back and felt a little moved.

...

At this moment, the outside of the manor was already full of royal cavalry.

The servant and the maids were in a mess. As the viscount walked out of the study, a woman hurriedly came up:

"Master, what's going on? Why do they say our people killed their knights?"

"Because I did kill their knights."

Lance walked out of the room and said to Mrs. Nancy.

When Nancy saw Lance, her face suddenly changed. She looked at the guards outside the manor and showed a resentful look.

She pulled the viscount like crazy and pointed at Lance and said, "Master, this disaster star killed Lord Longbottom's knight as soon as he came back. Lord Prince will not bypass us. Our son is still in the hands of Lord Prince, Griffin is your son!"

"Take him over and hand him over and Lord Longbottom will not make things difficult for us."
Chapter completed!