As the lord of a small settlement, Ethan was more than just a ruler and administrator.
He was also the sword of the law and the judge.
Without a justice system or a legal code, the lord's word was the law itself, and it was this lord's duty to judge who was innocent and who was guilty.
From land disputes to murders and accusations of infidelity.
As Lord of Goldenveil, Ethan had a duty to judge all these cases.
Shortly after getting himself together, with his sword at his waist, he walked out to the front of his mansion.
His steps were heavy.
His ears picked up the wailing of a woman and the screams of a young man who seemed to be on the verge of being lynched to death.
Ethan approached, his heart growing heavier with every step.
There was a body on the ground, blood splattered across the mud, children crying as they screamed for their father.
Three in total. The youngest was six, the oldest, seventeen.
