"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.
