For the residents of Mulberry Valley, the arrival of a new lord was definitely a big deal, and nearly everyone who could leave their homes did so.
A quick glance around revealed crowds everywhere.
Ivan roughly estimated that there were over a thousand people. It seemed that the residents of Mulberry Valley had not fled, which was contrary to what the administrative office had reported. Observing those who dared to speak of ousting a lord, he pondered thoughtfully.
He spurred his horse forward a short distance and eyed the burly man leading the crowd, "You've got guts. Are you a refugee?"
The burly man's face changed slightly as he shouted, "Everyone knows, I, Zieg, grew up in Mulberry Valley. We, the residents, do not need a lord."
"Tell me one thing, how can there be residents without a lord?"
