I was Sold at the Lowest Price in My Class, However My Personal Parameter is the Most Powerful Chapter 476:

C476: Disgust / Jean

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Luca took to a facility on the outskirts of the city. There was a building in the middle of a quiet forest, where several hundred people seed to be living. Many of the people there were elderly, and it seed to be a dical facility of so kind.

What kind of facility is this?

Yes, it is a place for people with chronic illnesses or physical disabilities who have difficulty living on their own but have no relatives to help them.

Is it run by the Republic of Dhahran?

No, it is run by donations and fundraising under the leadership of Alice Abbey. The state does not support us with even 1 gold.

I'm sure they won't. It's impossible with the current president. He doesn't have the slightest rcy for the weak.

"Mr. Jean, if the secret police hear you talking like that, they'll.

"It doesn't matter, it's the truth. President Bouddarga is a scoundrel of the highest order. He's a bastard and he's irredeemable!

He had beco loud without realizing it, and his expression had beco quite stern, as if admonishing him and Sword Saint pointed that out.

Control of emotions is one of the most important elents of a commander. I don't know what happened, but don't startle a woman unnecessarily.

I'm sorry, Luca, I didn't an to frighten you.

No, you just startled a little. I'm fine now.

I'm not quite there yet either.

When I entered the forest facility, Luca and a staff mber had a conversation about sothing and after a while, she showed around, saying, "This way. Well move around the facility and go out again through another doorway. From there, well follow a well-maintained pathway through the forest and arrive at a circular pavilion in an open garden-like area.

On a bench under a roof covered with ivy and other greenery, a person I had known for many years was sitting there. I am not surprised to see him, but sohow my heart begins to beat strangely.

The staff mber who guided us bows his head and leaves while I walk in front of the man.

It's been a long ti.

When I spoke to him, the man stopped reading his book and glanced at , but imdiately returned his attention to his book, seemingly uninterested. Irritated by this reaction, which I had not imagined, I reiterated my greeting.

What's the matter, have you forgotten what your son looks like?"

This man was my father. I use the word "used to be" because I had disowned him and cut off our father and son relationship.

My two sons are away on vacation and they are only five and eight years old, not old like you.

What are you sayingare you serious? I was upset, and Luca ca over and quietly began to explain.

It's a brain disease. Not long ago, he still recognized himself, but now, due to mory loss and the deterioration of his brain function, he is unable to maintain new mories. Now Mr. Gior's mory has regressed to twenty years ago and ti has stopped there for him."

Pfft, don't be ridiculous! You an to tell that this man has forgotten how he betrayed his family and how he left my brother to die! I thought he was at least living to regret the mistakes he made, but the fact that he didn't made boil with anger.