As long as nothing threatens the manor's estate.
Ned has always turned a blind eye.
York's face was full of determination, saying with great certainty.
"Of course not, Guard Captain Ned!"
"Such a major event, York naturally wouldn't dare make up stories."
"Moreover, it was Captain Sol who instructed me to return to the manor estate to report to you and Master Bruce."
"Captain Sol is also still monitoring that armored cavalry troop!"
Ned fell silent, thoughts rapidly swirling in his mind.
A few seconds later.
Ned said to York in a deep voice, "You, come with me, convey your words just as you said them, word for word, to Master Bruce!"
York's eyes shifted, glancing once more at the distant middle-aged man, and he responded.
"Of course, Sir Guard Captain!"
Ned pondered for a moment, turned, and headed to the dining table in the reception hall.
York closely followed.
Ned had just brought York to the dining table area.
