In the southern part of the Leite Kingdom, within the territory of the Dorne Kingdom, on the square of a small town, a man was waving his fists, shouting hoarsely, "They took our food! They don't treat us like humans! We should stand up and resist! Drive these bastards from Dorne off our land!"
He stood on a wooden crate, which bore the symbol of the Xilun Kingdom Commerce Association, containing flour that had been brought from afar, and the reason why so many people had gathered here.
Because by standing here and listening to the man's speech, everyone could receive a kilogram of flour, albeit not so fresh.
But flour was still edible, even if not that fresh. So everyone was willing to wait a while, thus the place was packed with people, almost like a sea of humanity.
The expansion of the Dorne Kingdom had been rapid, and although it had stabilized recently, it had still annexed an area almost as large as its own, doubling its territory.
