"My lord! My lord!" When Tang Mo returned to his factory from Brunas, Tagg stumbled towards him in a panic.
Tang Mo frowned; he had never seen Tagg so agitated. Wes at his side instinctively grasped the pistol at his waist.
A knight following Tagg was also somewhat disheveled. He scrambled to Tang Mo's side and hoarsely shouted, "My lord! My lord! The Earl has been assassinated!"
"What? What's going on?" Tang Mo was stunned, then looked incredulously at Tagg beside him, who stood there mournfully, his eyes already brimming with tears.
"Tell me clearly, what exactly happened!" Tang Mo was still somewhat bewildered, unwilling to believe the messenger's words.
"My, my lord! Count Fisheo was assassinated in Ice Crystal City, he has... he has already passed away." The knight, breaking into tears, managed to say.
He continued sobbing, "My lord, Northern Ridge is now headless, it's already become a complete mess."
