Forced to Become a Lord from the Start

Amid endless yellow sand, a weary caravan struggles onward.

"Uncle, why do we have to go there to trade?" A young man spits out a mouthful of sand-laced saliva.

"You don't understand. It's a city overflowing with riches."

The weather-beaten middle-aged man recalls...

"There is snow-white salt, sweet coconut candy, towering city walls, powerful warriors, and spices beyond counting. It's a city where milk and honey flow."

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.