The sound of horse hooves rang out. David, who had gone ahead to announce their arrival, had returned, and with him was Baron Hammett.
It wasn't until he saw the man in person that Ronin remembered what he looked like.
"Hahaha, Count Ronin! I never expected you to visit my territory!"
Hammett swung himself off his horse, his welcome full of excitement.
Ronin was currently the most celebrated noble in Wushan Territory; he would likely receive a warm welcome wherever he went. Hammett himself had been promoted to Baron thanks to his military achievements in the recent war, and to a certain extent, he had Ronin to thank for it.
"Congratulations, Hammett!"
Ronin dismounted and greeted him, "Under your rule, Thorn Valley will surely become a prosperous city."
After exchanging pleasantries for a while, Hammett led Ronin into his castle—a wooden one.
