The estate was just as vast as he remembered, spanning over two hundred thousand kilometers, it stood on its own like a city.
Light and Clarissa moved on horses past different houses and fields. He greeted the farmers and workers as he passed by, he never really knew them as a child, but he made sure to commend them for all their hard work because he believed they were the ones who truly held the entire estate together.
The people were just as important as their Lord(s).
They passed a couple of Craft shops and bakeries on their way as well, there was nothing that the Wutherhorn estate didn't accommodate.
Light learned to ride horses before he could even hold a sword, which is why as soon as he had got on his horse, his muscle memory kicked in.
They walked for about forty minutes when they got to another large residence, not as big as the Main House but large enough to be fit for a Lord.
In front of the house a huge sign read 'PROPERTY OF HIGH LORD YANNICK WUTHERHORN.'
