But this is reality, not a game, Richard cannot act that way, though caution and suspicion are inevitable.
Where there are people, there is a community; where there are people, there is politics. Laine knows that every kingdom has its unique political situation, like the Prince-Elector system in the Empire, or the many Duchies and the Lake Fairy faith in Brittania.
Laine is not a barbarian; he cannot simply annex an area like a barbarian and declare that yet another territory falls under my control. Doing so would make enemies of the world, and the Chaos Evil Gods, Khorne and Tzeentch, would be very pleased, as they would gain a lot of energy from such actions, watching humans fight amongst themselves and waiting for the chance for a fatal blow.
The road is still long; becoming a Baron is just the beginning.
Laine lifted his head; the summer moon was gradually becoming rounder, emitting bright light that nurtured the dark earth.
Wait, gradually becoming rounder?
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