The royal family had discovered this problem back in the time of the current King, Anikovarest XIII's, great-great-great-grandfather.
As the King's student, Henry naturally had to learn from him. 'Only pathetic nobles whip their serfs! Real nobles kill Minotaurs!'
"How many craftsmen do we have at the moment?"
"We have about forty bricklayers, carpenters, and stonemasons, plus two blacksmith families."
Henry nodded and said, "Claude, get the men and craftsmen ready. I'm planning to occupy the three vacant plots next to us in a couple of days. I wanted to do it last month, but on second thought, I decided it was better to train the army first."
Claude and Tommy were completely supportive of this land grab. It was perfectly reasonable, after all.
More land, more rivers, more farmland, more pastures, more people...
Claude thought for a moment, then asked, "My lord, shouldn't expansion push outward? Why are we expanding inward?"
