"Strange! What's going on? How come these Cuban Warriors sang and left just like that? After taking this stronghold and marking us with the demon's seal, they just left us here, doing nothing but farming and herding at the port? Wasn't I promised a manor, granted a quasi-baron fief?"
Reinhardt was puzzled and cautiously sought out Priest Adin to inquire.
"Bishop Adin, have the Cuban Warriors gone to the mountains? Are they leaving us alone?"
"Ahem! Witnessed by the Chief Divine! Naturally, you are now my subordinates, my knights, and soldiers! This port is currently my fief! We must work together to make this fief prosperous!"
"... Just let us manage ourselves? What about the subjects? Where will they come from? Can we really just keep farming and herding?"
