Lord: Enslave Goblins, and Make Sparks Fly with the Whip!

[Western Fantasy + Lordship + No System + Adventure + Exploitation + Multiple Races]

Chief Minister: “Fildy, I've got two pieces of news. The good news is that the king has made you a baron. The bad news is that your estate is in the remote Corrupted Lands, where there are more zombies than ants!”

“Oh, and don't even think about running, boy. The Knights will hunt you to the ends of the earth. I'll personally give you three silver coins to buy a pair of iron underwear, so you won't have to worry about a thing when fighting monsters. May the Holy Light be with you.”

Frank: “My lord, another big group of goblins worked themselves to death. Sir Raymond just led his men in capturing more than a dozen zombies.”

Fildy: “Dump the zombies in the cesspit to make fertilizer. Haul all the goblins to the workshop and turn them into sausages. The orcs are waiting on their order!”

“Remember, don't use any hides with scars. They make the scrolls less valuable!”