After listening to Casani's account, Duke Rabon's face suddenly darkened.
He stood up, walked to the broad window, and looked at the Saint's Grandson sitting upright on the high seat. "This Saint's Grandson really does trust his people, doesn't he, daring to let these people hold wealth in their hands."
A short farmer sitting on a noble throne—how ridiculous, how absurd.
Yet this farmer not only defeated King Leia and won a victory that shocked the world, he also enjoyed prestige and renown at home on a scale that was hard to even imagine.
Duke Rabon was sure their Falan Kingdom was definitely stronger than the Holy Alliance. Last year Falan's fiscal revenue reached as high as 4.8 million gold pounds, and they had nearly 120,000 in their Standing Army.
But he wasn't sure the Falan commoners lived better than those in the Holy Alliance.
