Both Joy and Carmela immediately turned their heads back in perfect unison, their eyes wide in disbelief.
"He did what!?" They exclaimed together, voices overlapping.
Neither of them could believe what Isabelle had just said.
Nobles didn't give away land—they hoarded it, fought over it, expanded it, and passed it down through bloodlines like divine inheritance.
The idea that someone like Cassius, born and raised in that very system would willingly hand over land to common farmers was absurd.
Maria and Aqua were also stunned, glancing at each other with genuine surprise.
"Really?" Maria leaned forward slightly from her saddle. "Did Cassius truly do something like that?"
"My Young Master most certainly did." Isabelle smiled proudly, her tone filled with warmth and reverence. "He couldn't stand the thought that the farmers who tilled the soil, who lived their whole lives nurturing it, didn't even own a single inch of it."
