To Knight Conan, this might have seemed merely a hasty decision made by the lord due to the pain of losing his son, but when he was invited to the Lord's Manor, Knight Conan no longer thought so.
"What is this?"
Staring at the letter in front of him, Knight Conan was clearly surprised. He raised his head to look at the old man in front of him, then lowered his gaze again to reread the letter.
"This was found in the pocket of my poor child's clothes."
The old man's face was quite wan, as if he had aged a decade overnight, and Knight Conan, following the old man's gesture, reached out to take the letter and began to read it. However, soon his expression turned strange and even angry. Despite this, he forced himself to suppress the anger in his heart, and after finishing the letter, he looked at the old man again.
"May I ask, is what this letter says..."
"......should all be true."
