Chapter 9: Pacification

His gaze swept across the crowd, causing everyone to lower their heads in unison.

But not a single person retreated.

They were as stubborn as chunks of hard rock.

"Lord," he began, "you have reclaimed all the lands, breaking all past agreements... We have no idea how to survive now. You should know that peasants cannot live without land, just as you and your knights cannot live without white bread."

Roman was just as stubborn, "Henceforth, you need not pay any land taxes, you will have no worries about food and clothing, for I have the means to sustain you. You only need to obey me! That's the only thing you need to do!"

The old farmer shook his head, "I cannot believe what you are saying. How can you feed us all with just those two thousand acres?"

Roman frowned, "Can I not promise that no resident will starve, starting this year, next year, until the last day of my rule? You would not believe that either?"