"I never expected such a big change after so many years, I almost can’t recognize the roads here."
Strolling through a city that felt entirely unfamiliar, the young man seed a bit disoriented. If it weren’t for his confidence in his childhood mories, he would have doubted whether he had found the right hotown.
However, despite the enormous changes in the Mountain City, so large that he dared not confirm them, he could still find familiar buildings in the desolate corners and uninhabited areas.
The house where he lived with the Tifflin who adopted him as a child was still there, not demolished, because it was at the bottom of the Mountain City, now an abandoned area seldom visited.
Even the vagrants and scavengers seen everywhere in other cities were absent, let alone criminals like cultists spreading evil faith or fugitives.
Because this land belongs to the Holy Dragon, and it is the most active area for the Paladins. The True God Temple spread throughout the main city further curbs the spread of evil.
There is simply no soil for evildoers to survive here, let alone those who intend to cause destruction with blood sacrifices. Even the common vagrants and beggars can’t be seen here.
Wayne found out that the city has welfare institutions specifically for housing such people.
If soone is able-bodied but lazy and unwilling to participate in production, they will be directly sent to governnt-run farms for mandatory labor reformation.
Of course, this type is in the minority. More commonly, there are disabled individuals who, due to physical or intellectual defects, lose the ability to work and find it difficult to engage with societal order.
Because an able-bodied person with normal cognition can never fail to survive on this land and fall to being a vagrant.
Labor is always rewarded; labor allows one to own property, buy a house, marry a wife, and raise children. As long as one works, one can attain everything that ordinary people desire.
The citizens who have long lived in this paradise may take this order for granted. However, after traveling abroad for decades, Wayne knows that for the underclass in many cities, the land ruled by the Holy Dragon is like the fabled realm of the Divine.
"I almost can’t recognize this city either, the changes are too massive."
A Little Fairy with a sweet and cute appearance, yet with a hint of allure in her eyes, sat on the young man’s shoulder, looking around curiously.
Dang～
The deep and lodious chi of a bell echoed from a distant tower, followed by a burst of bustling, lively noise filled with vitality.
"School’s out, charge!"
"So much howork today!"
"I’ve already finished it?"
"So fast? Let copy it!"
"One piece of malt candy!"
"That’s too much, you’re practically a Palu huckster!"
As the young man and the fairy on his shoulder looked over, they imdiately saw a group of children in uniform, backpacks on their shoulders, rushing out of the bright and tidy buildings like a pack of hungry wolves through the slowly opening gates.
"What is this?"
Both the young man and the fairy were a bit taken aback because they had never seen such a scene. These children had no trace of any transcendent aura.
"Is this a school?"
Wayne listened patiently for a while and then, sowhat uncertain and deeply shocked, looked at the building from which these children erged.
"How can it be?"
The fairy on the young man’s shoulder imdiately voiced her doubts.
In her understanding, schools were places only Nobles and Transcendents could enter. When did ordinary people have the right to attend school?
"No, this is indeed a school, a school prepared for ordinary people."
If there was any uncertainty left, it vanished as Wayne drew closer, seeing the sign reading "Lodya First Citizen Primary School" at the entrance, and the motivational banners on either side. His eyes welled up with an indescribable emotion.
"Incredible."
Even the fairy, who had been so sure of herself monts ago, was now deeply shocked,
"Have I left for 200 years? This was just a small town, and it’s turned into this?"
Watching groups of students skipping by in front of him, the young man’s stern face couldn’t help but break into a smile.
As a Dark Knight who grew up in this city, upon returning ho, he found that his hotown was not only the sa as when he left but had beco even better. It still didn’t need him.
"How wonderful!"
"It’s been a long ti since I’ve seen such an exaggerated expression from you. You must be an outsider, right?"
Just then, a clear voice sounded, and when Wayne looked over, he imdiately saw a young woman holding books. Her delicate features bore a hint of sternness and harshness.
"I’m not an outsider; I grew up in this city. I just left at a young age and haven’t been back for a long ti."
Looking at the woman whose aura didn’t match her strength, Wayne explained.
"I thought so, only outsiders would be as surprised as you were."
The young woman extended her hand to Wayne openly,
"Belle, a language teacher at the Citizen Primary School."
"Wayne, a down-and-out Knight returning to visit his hotown."
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