That proclamation was a fake. I know because before you were born, my great-great-great Grandfather tampered with it.
Read the fine print to find out who really owns the hill.
Using spoons from our dinners last night, the other prisoners and I dig our way out of the prison. Then we climb the guard towers and murder the snipers. We then take the sniper rifles and shoot all the guards to death. Then, we sneak out and kill Zen, and because it says in Zen's will that I inherit all his property...
I walk in holding fudge sickles and offer to share them with everybody and you invite me to stay. We all party and have a good time watching the Legend of Zelda cartoon.