Viscount Lindo scanned the room, his brows furrowing instinctively. He could sense that Penelope was playing him for a fool.

‘What, are you going to do something about it just by staring?’

This was the kind of battle where the side with the thicker skin always won. As long as you had a plausible excuse, you could say anything to make your opponent back down.

After all, the first strike had come from their side. Claiming they couldn’t verify the letter’s authenticity, they had left Penelope waiting outside the gates for five hours.

With a calm demeanor, Penelope spoke again without hesitation.

"I’d love to accompany you to meet Duke Quantis and explain everything that happened today in great detail. Would you guide me there?"

"...Given the Baron of Halo’s current condition, it might be better for you to rest here tonight. I’ll ensure the Duke is informed, and you can visit the castle early tomorrow morning," Lindo replied, his tone softening.