Naturally, his reputation wasn’t good.
Our and the neighboring villages village chief-sama’s went as far as declaring their hatred of him.
As the village chief-sama from our view was a person far above the clouds as well, I judged it to not be of any particular interest to me either way.
However, I hated the fellows from the original settlement.
Those guys thought of themselves to be much more important than us as they had immigrated at the beginning.
They had a high pride.
We, who were part of the second and third village, immigrated here following the recruitment. Our birthplaces were scattered too.
But, as we have lived here for over 100 years now as well, our relations weren’t bad either since we cooperated against the discrimination from the fellows at the original settlement.
However, even with these small local disputes, our territory was still shabby after all.
Something like that was the work of the great noble-sama’s living in the royal capital, I believed.