"Your Grace, this is your territory."
A cavalryman halted and pointed at the boundless fields ahead.
"How large is my territory?" Allen asked with interest, stroking his chin.
"If we count only the plains, riding nonstop from here to the mountains at the far end would take a full two days and one night.
"As for the forests and mountains, they are too vast to count. There is even a beautiful lake.
"They say the fish there taste quite good. In autumn, they can be caught in large quantities, then dried and stored as reserves.
"In comparison, the mountainous area is much larger than the plains.
"Since His Majesty the Emperor did not establish precise borders, theoretically, any land you occupy can be considered part of your territory.
"Besides that, you have approximately thirty-two thousand tenant households, four thousand horses, more than thirty-six hundred cattle, tens of thousands of sheep, over five thousand pigs, twenty hunting dogs, and fifty sheepdogs.
"As for poultry such as chickens, ducks, and geese, there are simply too many to count..."
Amid the cavalryman's proud description, Allen gained a rough understanding of his territory.
If he was not mistaken, this territory should have been located near Hammerfall Town and the battlefield—the Arathi Basin—in the northeastern part of the game map.
However, the Orc invasion was still far in the future, so Hammerfall Town did not exist at all. There was only a temporarily built human town serving as the center of governance.
As for arable land, there were roughly tens of thousands of square kilometers.
If the forested mountains were included, its total area was nearly equivalent to several modern metropolitan urban districts combined.
Coupled with a feudal lord's absolute control over his own territory, it could already be considered a state within a state.