Chapter 66. The Bastards

Ian and the mansion servants hauled all the Gula seeds they'd been accumulating to the square. What had started as a mere four sacks had ballooned to well over a hundred.

The seedlings, carefully nurtured for research, were also wrapped in paper and loaded onto carts. It took a good five or six trips, the carts lining up one after another.

"Good heavens. How is there so much?"

"We scoured the nearby mountains and fields. That's why."

"And you're giving all of this away for free?"

Ian gestured for them to form a line, and they moved, forming a somewhat orderly queue. Beside him, one of Romandro's men was flipping through documents. Distributing the Gula was a task in itself; it would take a while.