As the political center of the entire Western Lands, the Lord's Manor had firmly held the highest authority ever since its establishment.
It combined administrative power, judicial power, and military command into one.
Any order issued from here would inevitably be carried out, no matter how loud the opposition was.
As for those fools who overestimated themselves and tried to stand in its way, every last one of them would be crushed without mercy.
This had been proven countless times over the past decade.
And as time passed, everyone could clearly see just how farsighted those initially unpopular laws had been.
Without a doubt, what set the rule of the Western Lands apart from most secular regimes was that Allen, as its supreme ruler, possessed absolute force.
Whether it was his own immense power or the new military system built around the Knight Order and Claymores under his command, both far surpassed this world.
Many rebellions stirred up by insatiably greedy merchants or local nobles had been easily suppressed by the latter.
Every participant, young and old alike, would be executed without mercy.
It was precisely these bloody facts that made countless people whose interests had been harmed resentful yet afraid to speak. In the end, they could only grit their teeth and accept reality.
Over time, everyone gradually became accustomed to obeying the laws and systems of the Western Lands.
That meant Allen had established his supreme authority through the simplest and most primitive method.
No one dared oppose him!
Even less did anyone dare to obey in public while defying him in private, let alone risk having their entire family wiped out by launching a rebellion!
At this very moment, all the bureaucrats, senior military officers, major merchants, representatives from the major city-states of the Southern Lands, and