27 Chapter 27: Hero’s Chronicle, Extra: Manager of sVery Sweets” (1/2)

”If this is all you have, you can't even afford a single time! Penniless peasants need to get out of my shop!”

With an angry voice, he was driven out of the store.

He frantically tried to walk back in, but the door was firmly shut, without any sign of opening again.

”…. Shit!”

He started cursing in anger.

Although it was daytime, this small street was quite dark…. No, the avenue was brightly lit by sunlight. But the passerby's eyes were lifeless, expelling a depressing, glum atmosphere.

In the past, this area was commonplace for people who weren't wealthy but also weren't dirt-poor.

It was a pleasant convenience full of laughter- even though that was a bit of an exaggeration, at least the people weren't as spiritless as they were right now.

When did it become like this? It dropped like a rock from a cliff, tumbling down, down, down.

Since when did he start seeing such shadows and darkness?

This Country is slowly rotting.

With the decrease in wages, the tax rate hadn't changed a bit.

The average goods consumption of families will fall, resulting in lower budgets for guilds. Unable to sell off their inventory, businesses will produce less stock. This chain of reactions will echo in an unstoppable wave.

Even though economic relief and damage control for citizens have become common, they were no more than facades by the upper-class.

If they really wished to help the lower and middle classes with a good heart, they should give us jobs, and money. Although everyone needed food and sustenance if we kept relying on their short-term solutions, what will happen when they stopped providing relief? Furthermore, people need more than just food.

So foolish, the man laughed bitterly.

Even if one were not to work, there would be people that provide food, isn't this not a bad idea….

With such secure lives, this kingdom is so considerate of its people.

But I believe…. This is no different from being kept as livestock by the people above, and I can't just accept that.

Has nobody realized the unstable situation? Or is everyone just pretending they're blind?

It's rotting slowly.

No matter what, people will ultimately become fed-up with the higher-up's decisions and actions.

The people are always the ones that pay the price for upper-class' mistakes.

To put simply, I don't have any money. Without money, I can't buy medicine. With these circumstances, no matter how much food I receive, it wouldn't help at all.

”You, over there.”

A voice sounded abruptly nearby.

I looked in the direction of its owner. A cloaked figure stood in my way.