Ji Mansion's Old Zhao

Bags of salt, spices and sugar stacked from inside the shop all the way out into the streets. Merchants loaded with goods going flooded the streets with their carriages.
The air was filled with fragrances emanating from all manner of spices. It was a prosperous, lively city at the side of the oasis. Sounds of metals being hammered and threads being woven were heard all over the place, as smiths and craftsmen were busy at work in their respective workshops.
The banner of the successor of the Kingdom of Swadia—Baron Kant—was hanging on the city gates. The citizens lived peaceful, happy lives, revering their lord from the bottom of their hearts.
Soldiers on the city walls armed with crossbows stood guard over the city, and footmen wearing mail armor patrolled the streets.  The place was one of peace and security.

Lord of the Oasis

The matter of the tournament was thus decided.

As the banquet ended, the excited vassal knights brought them out of the official residence. In an extremely short period of time, the news spread throughout the Stone Pass, making those gentries, celebrities, and landlords hear about this news.

The tournament was not a small matter.

Even if it was a small-scale tournament, which was limited to the Stone Pass, it still made many people crazy about it.

The vassal knights were all rubbing their fists, intending to show off their skills.

Even those landlords and merchants with small assets had to prepare their families' most outstanding children to go on stage. After all, this was a performance stage. If Baron Dylan recognized their abilities, it would be possible for them to become knights.

Even the southern village of the Stone Pass had spread the news in the shortest amount of time.

The Raging Dark Tide