"Why are things always so bad in Kasha County?!"
Horn crumpled the battle report in his hand and vented by throwing it into the fireplace.
The flames crackled as the paper curled, blackened, and then turned into heaps of ashes.
The previously noisy meeting room, now serving as the temporary advisory office, quieted down significantly.
Even the rustling sound of copying battle report messages grew quieter.
Standing by the window, Horn took a deep breath of cold air, trying to cool off his heated mind.
The cold winter breeze finally blew in, frosting the window panes, forcing the workers in the workshop to light coal braziers and wear more layers for warmth.
This winter hasn't been as difficult as past times.
Because Langsande County is abundantly supplied with local grains, previous lords deprived farmers of their provisions to trade for profit.
Grain prices fell, farmers didn't earn much money, but at least they wouldn't go hungry or freeze.
