Wayne just decided to move forward.

  Maybe I’m on a psychedelic trip. Yeah, that sounds like it! Despite his attempts to convince himself, all attempts went up in vain.

  After a couple of hours of walking, Wayne decided to ditch the suit, it was weighing him down more than anything. After another twenty-ish minutes of walking, he spotted a sign.

  “Barony of Riverside Plataeu, Property of Lord Edmund of the House of Riverside.”

  This was perfect! Maybe he could get some information on where he was, and he could get back. The venture was tougher than the past three hours, until he finally got to the gate. It was less defended than he thought, with just a guard in light armor holding a spear. It seemed that Wayne looked important enough to just pass through, because the guard just nodded and let him through. The town seemed like what he had expected for a feudal settlement, with roughly paved roads, and bustling markets. He got a few looks from some people walking by, but other than that, Wayne fit just in. He was walking around until he finally overheard some people in fancy purple clothing speaking quietly.

  “Is the baron seriously getting his titles revoked?” Questioned the fancy looking person.

  “The Count can’t do that! It’s unconstitutional!” Responded to the other fancy looking person.

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  “Exactly! But because of the poor harvests, we apparently can’t afford it.” Said the first fancy looking person.

  Wayne’s ears perked up. It seems that he had the perfect opportunity.

  “I hear that someone is in legal trouble, yes?” Wayne grinned.

  “Yes… who are you?” Asked the first fancy looking person, skeptically.

  “I happen to be passing by, and I am qualified for helping. Heck, I’ll do it for free.”

  The man rose his eyebrows in doubt.

  “Alright, we might as well try. I’ll bring you to the baron.”

  The baron’s estate was a hundred percent not what Wayne had expected. It was just the size of a colonial home back in Maryland. The only thing that made it look interesting was the fields of flowers in front. They seemed well kept, and were blooming. Out in the front was an old man, with his face in his hands, sobbing.

  “My lord, someone seems to want to help with our troubles.”

  The man who seemed to be the baron rose his head, still with tears in his eyes. After some introductions, Wayne seemed to understand a majority of what was going on. The Count of Waterwood, who was above the baron, was threatening to strip away his titles, and give them to his son. This, of course, went against the Duchy’s constitution. After some digging, Wayne got a basic understanding of the country he was in. As he had suspected, it was feudal in structure, with 4 main counts, and dozens of barons. They each served their liege, the Duke. The Duke seemed reasonable. The constitution was pretty long. From covering disputes for farming rights to inheritance rules, the constitution was fully fleshed out. After interviewing the Baron, he saw two points he could bring up.

  One. The Count was, of course, stripping away titles from subjects for personal gain. In this case, his son.

  Two. The Count didn’t give a six-month grace period in which rights wouldn’t be taken. Over two weeks, Baron Edmund has lost fishing rights and half of the profits from the farms in his de facto lands.

  This case would be truly his big break.