A few days earlier, upon learning of Louis' imminent return, the old steward Bradley began preparing the banquet.
This feast was not merely a celebration for the knights.
The entire populace of the Red Tide Territory, whether freemen, slaves, or soldiers, were all invited, and it was held in the town center square.
Though the food wasn't luxurious, it had all the essentials.
Pickled fish, smoked meat, steamed vegetables…
And beer brewed from rye, stored in large barrels, ready for guests to serve themselves.
Suddenly, someone shouted, "The Lord has arrived!"
The laughter gradually subsided.
All eyes turned to the end of the square, and then everyone stood up.
Children sitting on the ground were gently lifted by their parents, the soldiers instinctively stood at attention, and the slaves all put down their wine cups one after another.
In the firelight, Louis walked slowly toward them.
