The entire manor heard the viscount lose control.
The bad news could not be hidden anymore.
Even if the viscount hid the fact that the treasure room had been looted, it was meaningless.
Because he could not hide anything else.
Many people saw it.
Young Master Lynch was dead. He had been blown to pieces in front of the Viscount.
The mercenary team that came to support was all wiped out.
The military camp was burned.
The knights were killed.
The butler was captured.
Fear was spreading.
What was even more terrifying was the indifferent and calm face of the viscount that appeared again.
Everyone was trembling in fear. Even the arrogant Mage Richard did not dare to say anything else. No one wanted to provoke a wild beast that had just lost its cub.
Viscount Samuel called a meeting and issued new orders.
His tone was calm and powerful, and the logic of his words was extremely clear.