The Workhorse Clocked In

"Wait... you never said there'd be this many people!" Yun Feng's eye twitched. How was he supposed to arrange so many people?

Yun Feng stared at House Modran's Starshield banners fluttering in the wind. The dense crowd had completely surrounded the outskirts of Flowing City, and his hands and feet went cold. He no longer dared imagine how overwhelming the work ahead would be.

"Yu?" Roland called softly.

"Your Highness!" Yu Modran dropped to one knee before Roland and spoke respectfully.

"There is a newly established port city that needs a governor. You may take your family there and assume the post!" Roland thought of Giant Port, which Lance and Vilin Angus were still holding together. Lance's abilities were enough to govern a town, but managing a city was a stretch. After all, he came from the lowest rung of the nobility. Yu Modran was different. Though a baron was considered low-ranking among nobles, a Border Baron with real power was another matter entirely. His temperament and abilities surpassed those of most counts. Serving as a city governor would be more than within his capabilities.

"Wherever Your Highness's will points, my blade shall follow!" Yu Modran said respectfully.

"Enough with the formalities. This is Yun Feng, the kingdom's Chief Steward. Discuss it with him and get Giant Port's population above ten thousand as soon as possible! Have that place make the necessary arrangements and preparations quickly, and take up your post as soon as you can!" Roland encouraged him with a pat on the shoulder.

"Uh... alright!" Yu Modran nodded in agreement.

Roland smiled and turned to leave. He could leave the remaining matters to his subordinates; all he had to do was give the orders and wait for the results. Yun Feng would not mess up internal affairs. Being