Luoxi piled the dried grass in the barn, missing the busy Subjects as they returned outside.
They had already cleared away the grass, leaving only a few dry stalks and leaves scattered across the open ground. Xiluo was crouching to pick them up and holding them out beside the cattle pen to attract the herd's attention.
Wiping sweat from his forehead, Luoxi came up beside Younger Brother and watched him offer some grass to a cow. Xiluo muttered, "Eat more. You need strength to fight. Then die so we can eat you."
"Xiluo, that's a cow," Luoxi said helplessly.
The cattle in the pen suddenly grew restless, and Luoxi hurriedly pulled Younger Brother away.
"Laila!" he called to the Goblin directing people in the distance. "What's wrong with the cattle?"
"My name is Dole." "Our Lord is welcoming someone important."
"Someone important?"
"Haven't you heard? They say Lord Annan keeps a Blue Dragon..."
"So this is the famous 'Jack'?" The young noble who barged into the Big House surveyed the empty rooms with contempt. "Look at this place you live in. It's a shack, like a slum. You're even burning cow dung. You're a disgrace to the Reeves Family."
Annan looked at Ingrid, who had brought him over. "This fellow's been criticizing everything since he arrived. Is he the Crown Prince from the Royal Capital?"
"This is Gema Diatra of the Diatra Family," Ingrid said.
The Diatra Family—one of the Twelve Kings of the North.
"How rude!"
The noble boy named Gema snapped, "I hear no respect in your words, 'Jack.' You let someone like this serve as your butler?"
"Butler? She's Olmedo's assistant." Worried that this might be too complicated for him, Annan explained, "Olmedo is the City Lord of Breeze City. Breeze City is east of Star-Moon