"Glaya, Master Glaya, something terrible has happened!!!"
As Glaya was searching for Lynn within the manor, he suddenly heard the frantic voice of a maid coming from behind him.
Looking at the maid's rushed appearance, Glaya felt puzzled.
"What's the matter?"
Upon hearing this, the maid stopped in her tracks, gasping for breath: "Master Lynn and... and over thirty of the practice field's trusted aides, they... they've started fighting!!!"
"Do the trusted aides have any problems?"
Glaya was stunned and subconsciously asked.
After all, given that guy's character, he would never make a move unless he was sure he could completely outwit them.
Thus, the first thing he worried about was his own family's guards.
The maid shook her head repeatedly.
Seeing this, Glaya's heart sank.
"Master Lynn, he... he beat up the trusted aides, beat... beat... beat..."
Beaten to death?
Glaya's scalp tingled.
Damn it, Lynn, what on earth have you done?!