Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was the end of May.
Ronin spent his second birthday since transmigrating in the Purple Thunder Territory.
"Lord, you were looking for us!"
Macken and Saimon walked in from outside, travel-worn.
On the third day of Ronin's arrival in the Purple Thunder Territory, Macken had rushed ahead on a Griffin. The two Knight Squads he had recently formed arrived more slowly, led by their respective captains.
In the past few days, with Saimon's help, Macken had familiarized himself with the situation and taken over the main affairs of the territory.
Ronin could tell that Macken was very interested in being an independent Governor and was highly motivated in every respect.
Beside him, Saimon, his assistant, had been awed by Macken's strength. And since they both had the Earth Attribute, he had also received a great deal of guidance from Macken.
