"Huh!"

After reading the entire content of the letter, the Baron frowned deeply and looked at the general manager: "Is this a letter from five days ago?"

The prepared general manager replied: "The sender said that before coming to the castle, he sent letters to many people, Motrill, Sachs, Centir, Libbs..."

The manager pronounced a long list of people's names.

"Motrill, John's father...Saches, John's uncle...Chentiel...Huh! It seems..." The Baron quickly discovered the common points of these names: "... are all John's relatives and friends?"

"Yes." The headmaster confirmed.

"Ha... John thought very thoughtfully." The Baron Master smiled self-deprecatingly: "In his heart, am I such a harsh person?"

"Playa is not targeting you." The manager replied.

"Well, it should be like this..." The Baron Master nodded slowly: "Anyway, no matter which one harvests more buckwheat, there will always be one of mine... only..."

The Baron looked at the supervisor again.

"The sender also said..." Without asking the Baron, the general manager said directly: "His son, the first letter was sent to the parish church."
Chapter completed!