Book 6 Chapter 7.3 - Seventy Thousand Trees to Ashes

Vibimore was an entirely different city. The region for the rich next to the lake and the slaves as well as natives’ residential district had a clear gap between them, all natives who accidentally wandered into this separation chased back. Of course, if it was considered with the olden era’s standard, the privileged class community's rich region was no different from slum housing, while the natives’ residences were completely trash sites.

Several soldiers walked lazily around Vibimore’s surroundings, maintaining a certain amount of vigilance, but not nervous in the slightest. This night was extremely quiet, no different from the past. They also knew their own roles and significance well, mainly to drive...