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Chapter 59: A Scene I’ve Seen Many Times Before

The news of the Saint’s disappearance spread instantly throughout the capital.

Everyone was surprised and showed various reactions.

“We must find him! We must find him!!”

There were those who wanted to

Along with her studies, she began learning how to do politics by her father’s side.

She started with simple paperwork, but seeing her handle even that simple paperwork with meticulous workmanship, the Emperor and Empress were finally able to ease their concerns a little.

On the other hand, unlike Almene, Iomene did not study by her father’s side or learn politics.

She didn’t study, didn’t learn politics, and didn’t learn how to run the country.

Instead, she spent almost all her time at the White Order.

“Teach me martial arts and how to handle divine power.”

She was trying to grow in a different way there.

“I will teach you offensive miracles, various martial arts, and how to beat the Evil God and demons. But you must remember. It will be arduous and difficult.”

“I don’t care.”

Iomene’s will was firm.

“The Saint went to fight evil. He said he would do it alone, but my strength might be needed someday. So I need to build up my strength in preparation for that time.”

The Grand Priest of the White Order.

Miromel smiled at those words.

“As the Holy Woman wishes. I’ll teach you all the strongest fighting methods created based on all the knowledge and experience of our order. When everything is finished, the Holy Woman will be stronger than anyone in the order.”

A Holy Woman who had tremendous resistance to most curses and black magic from harboring a curse for a long time, and who could even see through beings hiding their identity.

She was a being of tremendous strategic value.

Of course, she had to be nurtured.

“Follow me.”

Miromel headed towards the deepest and darkest part of the White Order with Iomene.

Arriving at a huge training ground prepared underground, Iomene soon encountered massive beings training there.

Height well over 2 meters.

Armor so heavy and thick it seemed impossible to move while wearing it.

They were holding gigantic swords, axes, hammers, shields, and massive firearms.

The beings who were training in combat while freely handling cold weapons and artillery stopped when they saw Iomene, then approached her and bowed politely.

“We greet the Holy Woman.”

Grand Priest Miromel bursts into laughter as he looks at them lining up orderly before Iomene.

“These are the strongest hunters possessed by the White Order. They are all holy knights and combat priests at the same time, selected from talented young believers and raised for over 10 years with miracles of physical enhancement. They will be the teachers who will teach the Holy Woman from now on, and at the same time your personal guard.”

Iomene silently looked at them and then smiled as if satisfied.

“These people, their names?”

Miromel smiled proudly.

“Legiones Ketratus. Dullaneer’s finest weapons.”

***

Scrap Yard.

A huge factory city that existed to mine the underground mines of the entire city.

As the name suggested, it was a place full of steam engines and metal throughout the city.

A place where extremists lived who rejected all magic, miracles, and faith, and only believed in human technology and machines.

The continent’s best producer of magic metals and a gathering place for the best technicians.

A steampunk city.

Perhaps because of that, there was a strong smell of metal in the city.

I had more than enough money to live on for the time being.

I planned to avoid contact with people as much as possible.

I’ll just live like a ghost.

As if I’m here but not here.

I didn’t plan to indulge in luxury.

Just a small house where I could live like a human.

Minimum groceries to live on.

And I planned to use the gold only to find out if there are any black mages or demon followers around.

But…

“House? There are only two types of houses in this city. Luxury mansions where factory owners live. Or lodgings for common people who live day by day. Which one are you looking for?”

“Both are too much. Isn’t there a suitable middle-class house?”

“There was. The factory owners’ union tore down most of those houses last month and built new lodgings there. Saying why not when they can cram 10 families into a place where one family used to live.”

Hearing the words of the grumpy-looking dwarf grandmother, I got a headache.

What kind of situation is this now?

“If I were to buy a mansion, how much would it cost?”

“It would easily exceed 100,000 saleds. The upper class here aren’t just ordinarily rich. They monopolize all the magic metals and technologies that come out of the mines, you know?”

100,000 saleds.

Damn it.

Even if I sold all 10kg of gold I brought, it wouldn’t amount to that much money.

“Then the lodgings…”

“There are cheap lodgings from 50 leon a month to luxury lodgings that cost about 3 saleds a month. The luxury lodgings are usually used by technicians who have built up some experience.”

There was no choice.

“I’ll take the luxury lodging.”

I had already exchanged the gold for money at a nearby currency exchange. When I paid with that money, the dwarf grandmother got up from her seat.

“Follow me. The technician lodgings are structured to be right next to the 50 leon cheap lodgings. It’s not soundproof and smells come through, so do as you will.”

The grandmother immediately guided me to the front of the lodging where I would stay.

“Unlike other cheap lodgings, there’s a bathroom and a kitchen where you can cook. The lodging manager will come to collect the monthly rent on the first day of each month. As long as you pay that regularly, you won’t be kicked out. Here’s the key.”

The grandmother coolly handed me the key and then disappeared somewhere.

The sound of a child crying. The sound of a couple fighting somewhere. Even the smell of something being cooked, all shared in this structure.

It was a poor environment reminiscent of a gosiwon.

Well, what can you do?

Sighing, I opened the door with the key and went inside.

A dirty bed.

Conversations heard from all directions due to the poor soundproofing.

There was a kitchen and bathroom, but no joke, it was the smallest bathroom and kitchen in the world.

A cramped and worn-out space crammed into a space of about 4 pyeong, suffocatingly small.

It wasn’t what I wanted, but this was the house where I would live from now on.

I unpacked roughly and was about to go out to buy some food when at that moment.

“Aaaaah!! Aah!!”

“You damn laborist bastard! Stand up straight!!”

A terrible scream was heard from one corner of the lodging.

My gaze naturally turned, and there I saw police officers brutally beating a man with clubs and guns.

“You dogs of the factory owners!! Beat me all you want!! The workers’ paradise will surely come someday!!”

By the side of the young man with a chilling, fierce energy in his eyes even while being beaten, there was a bloodstained book lying on the ground.

On the cover of the book with a red cover was written the title .

“Capitalism that has prospered by burning human souls and lives will eventually collapse!! The workers’ paradise will surely come someday…!! Gaaack!!”

“Take him away!! This damn bastard. Lock him up in the camp and don’t let him out until he’s re-educated!!”

The police dragged the young man away.

As workers came out of their lodgings one by one at the noisy sound, the police waved the book the young man had been holding at them as if to show off.

“There is no mercy for those who read banned books!! If anyone discovers someone reading this red book, report it immediately!!”

After finishing the fierce warning.

The police disappeared somewhere, dragging the man who had collapsed from the beating.

Ah…

This is a scene I’ve seen many times before.