The new morning on the farms was no different from the previous one. Shortly before dawn, rows of peasants stretched along the roads between the fields. The shepherds drove their herds along the edge of the forest, greeting familiar hunters. In the forest, axes spoke, piercing the timber trees. With the victory of light over darkness, the yard of the master's domain was filled with the screech of saws, the noise of voices and the hammer on the anvil. At the behest of Nismass, the world outside the city walls came to life and stirred, but here, in the stone bowl of mountains, it belonged to one person - His Majesty of arable land and forests - the Landlord.The morning really seemed ordinary, and no one would have noticed the difference if there hadn't been a fussy peasant named Jagins in the domain. Walking around the estate until sunrise, he accidentally went into the left wing, where the landowner's office was located, and stumbled upon the baron there. The shutters were closed. The
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