The celebration went fast for Logan. He had gone on autopilot through most of it. He only shook hands or offered fake smiles as nobles and representatives catered to him.
What happened had yet to register properly in his head. He was now a baron for some reason.
Within his hand, the insignia of his new land stood. It was carefully made out of gold and silver, signifying its importance, or at least the importance the king wanted him to give it.
The boy was currently standing outside the banquet hall, finally away from everyone's prying eyes. During the event, his classmates and teacher were also showered with attention, so at least he didn't need to talk to them as they were also busy.
The few who did come to greet him were the teacher, who wanted to know how he was doing, Lisa, who congratulated him, and a few other classmates who just wanted to know how it felt to be a noble.
