"Land?"

"Our own land?"

"Is it true?"

"Just by working continuously, and I will own it? That's wonderful!"

"With my own land, can I plant whatever I want?"

"Am I dreaming? Will a lord really give his own land to townsmen?"

"..."

Listening to the murmurs of the Free People, Lynn did not interrupt them.

Instead, he let them digest the information they just heard.

It wasn't until a few minutes later that the Free People gradually quieted down.

Lynn's gaze swept over them again and he asked, "Now, is there anyone who still wants the daily wage of one penny?"

"Or rather, is there anyone who wants to leave?"

The group of Free People said nothing, just widened their eyes, looking at the young lord before them.

Knowing that Lord Lynn would grant land.

Now they naturally were not interested in that paltry daily wage!

With land, even just an acre.

They would have the capital to conduct independent agricultural production.

Planting grain, vegetables, or cash crops.

They could meet the basic living needs of themselves and their families, as well as improve their living standards!

Most crucially.

As long as they had land, their social status would change.

They would no longer be the lowest class without land!

Seeing that no one spoke, Lynn nodded in satisfaction.

Even if the Free People needed to labor for several years to accumulate a hundred military points to exchange for an acre of land.

It was far more practical than earning scattered pence every day.

You have to know, relying solely on the income of a few pence a day, one could never afford to buy an acre of land, even if they worked themselves to death!

After confirming that no one was leaving, Lynn turned his gaze to George, not far behind him.

George caught on quickly and came to Lynn's side, respectfully asking.

"Master?"

Lynn spoke, "Arrange Red Brick House accommodations for them, as usual, one house for a couple with children, one house for two strangers."

"Call Petra the clerk, and register all their information."

"Tomorrow, take them to the fields, and hand them over to Gavin and Wilbur, to be managed by the two of them together."

George quickly responded, "Yes, Master."

Lynn nodded.

He watched as George, with the help of the Guard, led the Free People to the Red Brick residence area.

He withdrew his gaze and looked at Boer.

Lynn got straight to the point, "Mr. Boer."

Upon hearing this, Boer quickly bowed.

Lynn continued, "Mr. Boer, I need more Free People to come to this land!"

"Therefore, you can use the existing conditions of the land as a gimmick to hire Free People."

Boer felt relieved, "No problem, Master Lynn."

"I will always keep a hiring point at the entrance of my firm, and whenever someone comes to be hired, I will bring them to your land!"

Lynn acknowledged.

He also understood that the number of Free People hired to come to his land would not be too many.

Because Free People usually make a verbal contract with local manor lords, ranging from three to five years, or even longer.

Thinking again.

No matter how many Free People Boer could bring him.

For him, it was an increase in labor force.

Better than nothing!

As bags of fine salt were being loaded onto Boer's carriage.

The sky began to change.

The sunlight, which was still suspended above the sky, became slanted to the west.

Under the golden rays of the setting sun, Boer mounted his horse, waved goodbye to Lynn.

And led his carriage team away from the Lord's Square.

Heading toward the distant mountain pass.

Lynn stepped forward, walked to a nearby bench, and sat down directly.

Gazing into the distance, where the golden rays of the setting sun broke through the clouds, spilling over the crops planted in the fields.

Making the green foliage even more lush.

Along with the townsmen busy in the fields, and the horse-drawn carriages on the lime roads…

It was like a countryside sunset landscape painting!

Sitting on the bench, Lynn was just one of the rays of sunlight shining down from the sunset.

Lynn leaned back, resting against the back of the bench.

His arms spread comfortably on the back of the bench, letting the rays of the sun illuminate him.

And in his mind, he was contemplating the conversation with Janet in the tavern.

From the spies dispatched to Morgan Town, who gathered and reported back with intelligence information.

And the information narrated by the merchants who came to the land.

Even before seeing Janet, he felt that Janet was not an ordinary woman.

By relying on the power of the Iron Thorns Mercenary Corps, cooperating with them inside and out, they slaughtered the entire Frank Manor!

Whether her grandfather or her uncle, except for Joao, all were killed!

Even though Lynn didn't know what Janet had experienced in the past.

To achieve this step, it was obviously not something ordinary people could do!

These had nothing to do with him.

What mattered was what he needed to do next.

The agreement he reached with Janet now appeared as a verbal military aid.

In essence.

Was just mutual exploitation between the two.

Janet needed his armed forces to overthrow the Three Great Estates of Morgan Town.

Allowing Frank Manor to unify the entire Morgan Town.

And he needed Janet's invitation, to involve himself in the affairs of Morgan Town.

Which was the opportunity he had been waiting for!

With Janet's invitation, he could justifiably invade Morgan Town, plundering the wealth accumulated by the several great estates over generations.

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